leonardwarren Chapter 421 We do not agree to this marriage!
Chapter 421 We do not agree to this marriage!
Chapter 421 We do not agree to this marriage!
Boom! Boom! Boom!!
Like the final tremor of a giant heart stopping, a dull sound echoed across the deathly silent battlefield.
The long and brutal war finally came to an end, just as Roy had predicted.
Since the destruction of the Zeus and Hera Familia, Orario's strongest and Freya Familia's undefeated war god, Otto, knelt helplessly on the scorched earth.
"Huff! Huff!"
His massive, mountain-like body was covered with crisscrossing, deep wounds that revealed the bone. Blood mixed with sweat and dirt dripped down his body, and heavy, thunderous breathing erupted from his violently heaving chest. His breaths were like the wheezing of a broken bellows.
In contrast, Alphia, standing opposite him, had only a fine layer of fragrant sweat on her smooth forehead, which glistened in the dim light.
The gray-haired witch even had the leisure to gently brush the dust off her clothes; her composure formed an almost cruel contrast with Ota's disheveled state.
Neither side used their full strength.
Ota, who had been severely injured by Roy, was only 60-70% of his strength. Even if he used "Beast Transformation", he could not defeat Alphia. His keen wild instincts made him realize that the latter was only trying to avenge Little Bell and had no intention of killing him. So he would just obediently let himself be beaten up.
Just like himself, who had fought and lost repeatedly but never gave up, Ota didn't care about winning or losing.
Others, however, had different ideas.
All members of Freya's Familia were frozen in place as if under a spell, their eyes wide open and their faces deathly pale.
Their leader, Ota, has been defeated again!
The man who stood at the pinnacle of his clan, who commanded respect throughout Orario, and who was regarded as an invincible symbol—was defeated twice in a very short period of time!
They felt their worldview had been turned upside down!
And it wasn't a one-on-one fight, it was a group brawl! Allen, the four Flame Gold Warriors, and the others wouldn't stand by and watch Alphia run rampant here, so they all joined the battle.
But numbers are meaningless in the face of Alphia.
A single sound magic attack can instantly kill anyone below LV.6, while those above LV.6 will suffer immense pain, with ruptured eardrums and dizziness.
Those who had experienced the great struggle finally understood that the witch in front of them must have held back a lot back then, which is why she was defeated by Ryu and Arisha.
"Are you satisfied now?" Ota stared at the witch in front of him.
"not bad!"
Alphia shook her numb hand. "They're definitely more difficult to deal with than before; they're tougher and more resilient."
Ota remained silent, and only his frankness deserved the other's praise; he truly lived up to his reputation as a "monster of talent."
Even at his peak, his chances of winning a life-or-death battle against Alphia wouldn't exceed 30%. Among those of the same level, the only one Ota could think of was Roy, who might be able to defeat the strongest witch before him.
One is a prodigy, the other a miracle!
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear!
Swish!
A spatial ripple pattern appeared, and Roy's figure shifted from illusory to real.
After using PUA on Freya, Roy went to the guild headquarters and borrowed the "Transformation Robe" from Fels. He put it on and transformed into other people's appearances, allowing Alphia to hide her identity.
It doesn't matter if the Freya Familia members see Alphia; at Freya's command, these sycophants will shut their mouths tightly.
Other matters will be handled by the guilds.
The important thing is to keep the public in the dark. The campaign against the corrupt fairy is imminent, the city needs Alphia, a top-tier fighter, and the guild will not allow any trouble to occur.
Roy tossed the magical item to Alphia. "Let's go, we have other things to do!"
"Hmm!" Alphia nodded slightly. She had single-handedly suppressed the Freya Familia and intimidated all sides. Her goal had been achieved. Her nephew was not someone to be bullied by others!
Those who know Little Bell's identity should think twice before acting in the future; the strongest witch is not to be trifled with!
Transfer to a higher position!
Roy placed his large hand on Alphia's shoulder and activated his magic. Strange spatial fluctuations appeared, gradually engulfing the two figures.
They come and go as they please, and no one can stop them!
Bang!
Seeing Roy and Alphia leave, Ota's mountain-like body crashed to the ground, tormented by Alphia's sonic magic and slashes, as if he had been transported back to that time in the past.
Alphia donned the magical robes, her appearance changed, her sharp aura completely concealed, and she looked like a gentle and demure young woman.
Roy took her and moved to Babel Tower Square.
By this time, the square was already packed with a surging crowd of adventurers.
The tense and oppressive atmosphere, like a thick, tangible fog, heavily enveloped every inch of space. Guild staff and Ganesha's Familia members wore solemn expressions, setting up long cordons to maintain order.
"Damn it!"
"Dionysus, that damned god!"
"I hope I don't run into him, or I'll make him understand why the flowers are so red!"
People could feel the impending storm.
From time to time, bursts of anxious and angry curses erupted, directed at the evil god Dionysus.
When Roy appeared, the surroundings became quiet. The crowded sea of people seemed to be split apart by an invisible force, automatically parting to make way for him and a path leading directly to the bottom of the Tower of Babel.
The prestige of the Astrea Familia is evident.
The strongest adventurer and the strongest clan leader—Roy's titles alone are enough to intimidate everyone. Every glance he receives is met with awe.
Roy led Alphia through the crowd and into the bottom of the Tower of Babel. In the distance, they saw the figures of Guild Master Royman, "Hero" Finn, and others, each with a deep worry on their face.
And that stunningly beautiful figure, Riveria.
The noble, elegant, and graceful elven royal was now deathly pale, almost transparent, with an inescapable weariness and profound exhaustion in his eyes, as if he were bearing an unimaginable burden.
When her dim emerald eyes finally locked onto Roy, her bloodless lips trembled almost imperceptibly, as if she were using all her strength to squeeze out a faint, almost nonexistent sound from deep in her throat: "Roy—"
Roy had never seen Rivera look so vulnerable before, and felt a strange pang of sadness.
There are reasons for all of this, of course.
Roy turned to look at the elevator, and the sight before him terrified everyone!
The massive elevator had vanished, leaving only a grotesque and terrifying crater.
It's bottomless!
It was so deep and dark that it seemed to lead straight to hell, piercing deep into the abyss of despair on the sixty-fifth floor of the underground city.
Waaah—waaah—!
A shrill, ghostly howl rang out, and a chilling, biting wind, carrying the coldness from the depths of the earth, poured continuously upwards from the gaping maw of the abyss.
The howling wind was extremely piercing, like countless wronged souls howling in despair underground.
It was so chilling that it made one's soul tremble!
Rives attacked Rivera town, injuring hundreds of adventurers, but was eventually repelled by Ais and Riveria working together. However, this was the real plot of the enemy.
The wounded are infinitely more difficult to deal with than the dead.
Especially with the town of Rivera destroyed and resources scarce, hundreds of people are waiting for food, but there are no elixirs, and constantly using healing magic will also consume a lot of Rivera's mental energy.
The Loki Familia is not the Astrea Familia, which has the name of "justice," but they cannot simply stand idly by and watch the lives of hundreds of adventurers perish.
If Finn were present, the same choice would have been made.
On the one hand, the name of "hero" must not be tarnished; on the other hand, if you want to survive in Orario, you don't have to please others, but at least don't make yourself an enemy of the world.
If it's something small, I'll help if I can!
Make as many friends as possible; you never know when you might need them.
Ais and Riveria have to step up.
But it's impossible for just the two of them to escort hundreds of wounded people through eighteen floors back to the surface. Not to mention the monsters and accidents along the way, if Revis were to turn around and launch a surprise attack, the consequences would be unimaginable!
The only thing they could use was the elevator.
Rivera, at level 7, remained on the 18th floor, while Ais escorted the wounded and returned to the surface to report the news.
Every decision Rivera made was correct, but that correctness was perfectly exploited by the other party.
The other party had already tampered with the elevator!
Ais and some of the wounded entered the elevator. After it was activated, instead of rising, it plummeted straight down, passing through a pre-dug and disguised pit, and fell directly to the 65th floor.
Ais Wallenstein fell into the abyss!
"Roy—I—" Riveria's voice choked, her delicate body trembling almost imperceptibly. She bit her lower lip tightly, leaving deep white marks on her soft pink lips, which even faintly bled. Tears welled up in her eyes.
She was unaware of Revis's plot, which led Ais to enter the elevator and fall into the abyss!
She was often jokingly called "Mama-san" and she truly cared for Ais like a mother. The guilt of losing her daughter due to carelessness felt like countless red-hot needles piercing her heart.
Roy's large, warm hand gently caressed Rivera's cold cheek, his index finger softly stroking the corner of her eye, wiping away a tear.
"It's not your fault."
"The enemy was well prepared!"
"Even if you manage to escape this time, they will continue to plot more schemes. The most important thing now is to defeat the corrupt fairy and rescue Ais!"
Roy's gaze was deep and serene, fixed firmly on her pained emerald eyes, his voice soft yet firm, as if capable of dispelling all gloom.
"!!!"
When Roy's large hand touched Riveria's delicate skin, those who witnessed the scene, especially the elves present, were struck dumb.
Elves only allow those they acknowledge to touch their skin; for the noble, pure, and bloodline-respecting elven royal family, this is an absolute taboo!
The elves' respect for royalty is beyond question, in no way inferior to Freya's sycophantic group.
All the elves' eyes were bloodshot and glared at Roy, revealing instinctive anger and murderous intent for blaspheming the elven royal family.
The two had met before.
But it was mostly Riveria who took the initiative, or in places in the dungeon where no one could see her.
Just as this storm was about to erupt.
The pain in Riveria's bright green eyes subsided slightly, and her small, icy hand grasped Roy's large hand in return. This initiative struck the hearts of every elf like an invisible hammer.
"Snap!"
It looked as if countless crystals had shattered neatly.
That was the sound of the elves' hearts breaking, tears of blood streaming down their faces. They did not approve of the marriage!
Roy completely ignored the elves' shocked, wailing, and even angry gazes, his eyes revealing an arrogant disdain. Rules? Taboos? Dissatisfaction? They could talk if they could beat him, otherwise they could just shut up and watch.
Roy's mind was captivated by the exquisite touch in her palm; Rivera's small hand was slightly cool, more so than he had imagined. "Mmm—"
It is a hundred times softer and more delicate than the jade in the palm of your hand. The fingers are slender and elegant, and the skin is as smooth as the finest mutton fat jade. When held in the palm, it is warm, soft and supple, bringing an indescribable sense of comfort and satisfaction.
He could also clearly perceive it.
The flawless little hand in the palm of the hand still trembled slightly with a hint of unease, revealing the turmoil deep within its owner's heart that had not yet fully subsided.
Roy didn't say anything, but silently increased the pressure of his hand. His broad, warm, and strong hand held the cold, trembling little hand tightly, dispelling all the other person's unease and chill.
Feeling the heat and determination in her palms, Riveria's fear and dread miraculously subsided, and a comforting warmth spread from their clasped hands to her heartstrings.
It gave her an incredible sense of security.
"No!"
"The elevator's procedures and cables have been tampered with; the location is very well concealed and difficult to detect!"
"It would take a lot of time to achieve this, and no one has noticed for so long—what have they been doing!"
The blacksmith and school district engineer from the Gubney family quickly produced their inspection report, looking helpless. The enemy was more cunning and insidious than they had imagined.
It wasn't that no one noticed; Roy bumped into Dionysus once along the way and seized the opportunity to expose him, but due to various objective factors, nothing came of it.
President Royman cursed, "What the hell is that bastard Dionysus trying to do?!"
Roy glanced at the other person. He had reminded them to stop using the elevator and to conduct a thorough inspection after the elevator incident.
But Reuman refused, hoping for the best.
This is the result!
It turns out that Dionysus's target was Ais, or more precisely, the tainted fairy! The elevator was made of orchardite, which has the property of being "indestructible". Once locked, even Ais at level 6 could not destroy it.
They were sent to the 65th floor like lambs to the slaughter.
The underground city has repaired the pits that were dug out, and the rescue team cannot reach that depth directly.
The Filthy Fairy, though inside the dungeon, can attack the surface. Using the "Filthy Six Rings" spell, it can summon a pillar of light from the heavens, whose terrifying power can shatter the entire Orario!
With the acquisition of Ais, the second-generation Wind Fairy, the Filthy Fairy became even more powerful!
The original filthy fairy spirit was at least a top-tier LV.8, and after assimilating a certain floor and becoming a demon, the difficulty of defeating it reached a specialized LV.9!
Now, Roy estimates that they will be facing no fewer than three specialized LV.9 monsters!
"Roy, I need your help!"
Finn's face was grim, but he maintained the composure of a leader. He already knew the intelligence; this incident was not something the Loki Familia could handle alone.
The entire city needs to work together!
"no problem!"
Roy's lips curled up. Breaking through the dungeon had always been his goal. The filthy fairy essence assimilation floor was blocking the way, and he had to get rid of it.
Rivera raised her still pale, but now pain-free, beautiful face, and deep gratitude appeared in her bright emerald eyes.
"Roy, thank you!"
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