CHAPTER 573: CHAPTER 388: SORROW AHEAD_2

When Cele saw Ceder, he just felt something wasn’t right. Seeing Fingerley, he wiped some cold sweat off his brow, and when he saw Leon, his hand just trembled a bit.

But when he saw Elsa, his legs gave way, and he almost knelt down.

Because he had only heard that the others were very strong, but Elsa, he had truly witnessed her berserk appearance in combat!

Cele’s eyes were dead; he stiffly turned his head and met the eyes of his unfamiliar companions, which were equally full of despair.

To the adventurers, this action seemed to change in meaning.

"Careful, they’re communicating. Looks like they’re about to launch an attack!"

The adventurers immediately went on alert. Leon exchanged a glance with Luluwo and, under Ceder’s cover, rushed forward with a few others to test the strength of their opponents.

Waaah, they’re charging! Cele was so tense cold sweat poured down; seeing Leon with a cold, ruthless face, he swung his sword in despair and closed his eyes!

"Swish——"

The sound of cutting through the air came, and Cele slowly opened his tightly closed eyes because he found himself seemingly not dead?

Looking back at Leon, he had suddenly retreated as the long blade was about to touch him, a strong vigilance flashing in his eyes.

Cele was stunned.

Oh? Why is he retreating when I haven’t even hit him?

Cele swung another slash, and Leon jumped back again, maintaining high alert.

The intruders were utterly confused, unable to understand why the other side was so cautious?

Shortly after, realization dawned in Cele’s eyes; he understood!

I get it; Leon must be severely injured from the previous battle, that’s why he doesn’t dare attack me, right?

Huh, it seems these people just look intimidating, but are actually just showboating.

"Heh heh, I’ll take your head!"

He let out a strange laugh, suddenly bursting with confidence, he stepped forward and swung his sword down.

Leon showed a nervous expression, watching the enemy’s movements, and after hesitating for a long time, he chose a direction to swing his blade!

"Bang!"

"Pssh!"

The sound of swords clashing and the sound of flesh being sliced echoed simultaneously.

Immediately, two disbelieving "Ah?" could be heard on the battlefield.

Leon looked at the blade in his hand, embedded in the intruder’s neck, with an expression of shock that didn’t fade.

The expression beneath Cele’s hood was equally twisted. Weren’t you supposed to be severely injured? How did you kill me with one strike?

"You, you..."

He struggled to say something, but the longsword thrust forward, ending his life completely.

Why did you act so cowardly when you’re this strong?! Those were the words he left unsaid.

Watching the disappearing spiritual body, Leon felt a sense of bewilderment and unreality.

Didn’t everyone earlier... say the intruders were strong?

So, I acted really cautious, after all if I die here, I’ll have to run a long way back.

Turns out the enemy’s skills were normal, just slightly stronger than the average Silver Level.

Leon suddenly felt like his emotions were wasted.

Then, a faint blush of shame appeared on his face; those few leaps earlier were so embarrassing.

This scene was naturally seen by the adventurers, and those who previously guessed the intruders were strong bowed their heads in shame.

Ceder shook his head with a mix of laughter and helplessness, raising his hand to cast group Binding Magic on the intruders. The rest of the adventurers rushed in and immediately wiped out the already demoralized intruders.

Those two enemy residual shadows were quite strong, one level above the Exile, but unfortunately, they didn’t last long under a siege and died off quickly.

The battle concluded, the adventurers looked at each other, unanimously deciding not to mention the previous ordeal.

Let the black history pass just like this.

"But what does devouring a god even mean?"

Someone murmured softly, unable to understand what this sudden vow was about.

However, there exists such a true god as Gwendolin within Yanor Londo, and if the vow of the intruders is connected with her...

A bad premonition loomed over people’s hearts.

Continuing forward, passing through the structures, Yanor Londo appeared before them, a familiar place, only the connection to the main road seemed a bit off, requiring passage across several beams.

People looked at the beams and simultaneously revealed knowing smiles. Someone cast the magic [sound emission] towards the front.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, two big arrows shot into the beams. From the direction the arrows came, they saw Silver Knights with big bows guarding there.

"Haha, I knew there would definitely be Silver Knights here!"

Looks like everyone had often been tricked by Big Bow Silver Knights in the Painting World before; seeing beams immediately reminded them of the Silver Knights.

"Still twenty minutes till closing." Ceder reminded, "Do you still want to explore?"

At this reminder, fatigue washed over them, thinking there’s nothing much they could do in twenty minutes. Someone gestured they wanted to rest here.

But at that moment, a petite figure dashed out from the crowd, braving the big arrows, and charged up the beams, it was Elsa!

"This child..." Luluwo showed helplessness. She could probably guess why the other was so eager to enter the castle, nodded to Ceder, and immediately followed.

Leon and Fingerley also chased after; might as well satisfy their curiosity.

Elsa took the lead, running ahead, rolling skillfully to dodge the Silver Knights’ attacks, so adept as if it was her homecoming.

Swiftly parkouring past the Silver Knights, ahead was the very familiar place, the castle’s main front gate!

At this moment, it was tightly closed, requiring them to enter from the side, a design exactly like that in the Painting World, making it nostalgic.

But obviously, the Silver Knights wouldn’t let it slide; several enemies appeared near the main gate, and those from behind pursued as well, even special ones with glowing red eyes.

In a blink of an eye, they were entangled in combat, with every passing moment slipping by.

At this point, Luluwo helped her fend off a Silver Knight and said:

"We’re holding the battle here; didn’t you want to go see the giant blacksmith? Go now!"

Elsa showed a moved expression, nodded heavily, rushed into the castle from the side door, selectively engaging unavoidable opponents.

Inside the castle was much different compared to the Painting World; despite the Royal City’s dusk setting in the Painting World, it was clean and maintained its last dignity, reminiscent of past glories.

But now, it was full of ruins and dust, the whole structure shrouded in dark tones, lifeless sights everywhere, even unnamable black sludge wriggling in corners.

If not for the identical appearance, she wouldn’t believe this is Yanor Londo.

What on earth happened here, why had it become like this, and the black sludge... is it Elderly’s rotten flesh?

Every corner of the castle held memories of her battles with Solar, memories that could even be considered pleasant, but now there was only dust.

Elsa ran through the very familiar interior of the castle, heading towards where the giant blacksmith was. But even on her way, there were doors [unable to be opened from this side] blocking the path, forcing her to detour, with only a few minutes remaining, she finally reached where the giant blacksmith was.

Just a bit further past this hallway, and she’d see the blacksmith at the corner!

When she reached halfway through this hallway, the sound of the blacksmith hammering metal was clearly audible, providing a reassuring feeling.

But this time, Elsa heard nothing, the sense of reassurance disappeared, replaced by a racing heart.

Just a few more steps and she’d reach that place, she would be able to—

"Dong... dong...."

The toll of a bell signifying the Dungeon’s closure sounded, loud and forlorn.

At the last moment before being teleported out of the Dungeon!

Elsa’s gaze caught a glimpse of something.

Due to the wall corner’s obstruction, she could only see a partial section, then was teleported out of the Dungeon.

Yet outside the Dungeon, she showed a relieved expression.

Because she saw the lower half of the giant blacksmith, which meant he was still there!

"Thank goodness..."