In this chaotic world, it all started when they found an elf girl

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　"Get away!!"

　Roy was enraged, paying no heed to anything else. He plunged the elven holy sword into the ground, pouring his spiritual power into it as if it were free, unleashing a raging inferno. Centered on the two of them, the raging flames spread wildly, wiping out all the monsters in the vicinity.

　Roy was busy saving lives, performing chest compressions and artificial respiration, repeating these two actions continuously.

　Holding their breath and concentrating, they feared that a moment's carelessness would extinguish the goddess Astraea's last hope for survival. As long as her divine power had not been triggered, there was still hope.

　The goddess Astraea's lips were icy cold, and there was no breath coming from her mouth or nose.

　Since receiving the favor, Roy had never backed down, fighting anyone he encountered in Orario, and even daring to outmaneuver Freya's Familia. But this time, he was truly afraid.

　Please don't die!

　The goddess Astraea lay on the ground like Sleeping Beauty, cursed by an evil witch, her breath stopped, her cold body unresponsive. Roy's adrenaline had already surged wildly, and as time passed, his mind grew heavier, his vision going completely black. He didn't know what he was doing, drifting aimlessly, mechanically repeating three actions: chest compressions, mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, gripping the elven holy sword, unleashing a blazing inferno, and clearing away the surrounding monsters.

　His efforts paid off, as the goddess Astraea's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Chapter 167 The Thirtieth Layer of the Dense Forest and Canyon

　Thanks to Roy's tireless efforts, the goddess Astraea's chest began to rise and fall again, and a faint heartbeat could be heard. A touch of color returned to her pale face. Seeing this, Roy breathed a sigh of relief and silently thanked Mama Riveria.

　It was Riveria's magic, the colorful light robe covering the goddess Astraea, that prevented her from suffering any physical harm, and even inside Lambton's body, her clothes remained intact.

　"Cough! Cough!"

　The goddess Astraea coughed violently, slowly waking up and opening her eyes. Her clear, deep blue eyes, like the ocean, reflected Roy's face, a face stained with blood and dust, utterly exhausted, with a few glistening tears at the corners of his eyes.

　"What happened?" Goddess Astraea didn't care about the dirt on Roy's face and gently stroked the boy's cheek with her fair hand.

　To be honest, this was the first time she had ever seen Roy look so sad.

　Astraea's memories remain after the ground shattered, and were swallowed whole by Lymton.

　"We were taken to the underground city by Lambton."

　Roy grasped the soft hand of the goddess Astraea as she stroked his cheek. It was icy cold, but he could feel a faint pulse and the warmth gradually returning. A relieved smile appeared on his face.

　After saying that, Roy took out a potion from his spatial ring. The situation was so bad that he didn't care what kind of potion it was. He poured life-saving, physical strength, mental strength, and even panacea into his mouth.

　A continuous stream of light shimmered on the surface of the body.

　As time passed and the medicine took effect, Roy's complexion improved somewhat, but he was still mentally exhausted, his body feeling like it was falling apart. Not to mention the ordeal of the fall, he had already fought a level 5 fairy soldier.

　Roy also handed a portion of each type of potion to the goddess Astraea. Having finally saved her, he didn't want her to suffer another cardiac arrest. The goddess Astraea appeared very obedient, accepting the potions and drinking them one by one.

　However, while drinking the potion, Goddess Astraea felt a slight pain in her mouth. Considering she had been swallowed by the monster, suffocated, and lost consciousness, and Roy's methods of resuscitation...

　Astraea's breathing became rapid, her heart, which had been as calm as still water for hundreds of millions of years, seemed to be stirred. She repeatedly told herself that this was a necessary measure. Roy, who was next to her, felt Astraea's rapid breathing and thought something had happened, so he turned around to look.

　Upon seeing Roy's gaze fall upon her, the goddess Astraea's exquisite face flushed slightly, the blush spreading across her entire cheeks like a ripe peach. She coughed lightly and changed the subject.

　"Cough! This is the underground city?"

　She looked around curiously.

　The lush forest, with its enormous trees spreading out like a giant platform, and vines like snakes intertwining on the ground and tree trunks, presents itself as a mysterious and dangerous primeval forest.

　As a deity, she had almost never entered the underground city, let alone knew how deep it was.

　Roy's gaze swept across the distant landscape, and he murmured, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be the thirtieth level of the dungeon, the Dense Forest Canyon." The goddess Astraea's initially excited expression gradually faded with a smile.

　The atmosphere grew heavy, a quiet tinged with sadness. This floor held a special place in the hearts of the Astrea Familia. Roy bent down and picked up a fragment of a broken blade.

　The raging flames shattered the ceiling, and the broken pieces of the blades fell down with it.

　Putting the fragments together, some outlines could be discerned. Goddess Astraea pursed her lips and said, "This is Alyssa's sword, Crimson Order." Upon hearing this, Roy understood.

　About half a year ago, in that accident, probably at the last moment, Ryu used the Wind of Light to blow up both Alexie Rofer and Zagnat. Zagnat, of course, was unharmed.

　Even Alexandra Rofer's ashes were gone; weapon fragments bounced onto the ceiling. Later, during dungeon repairs, the fragments became embedded in the cracks in the stone. Lambton had intended to take them to a deeper level (the thirty-seventh floor), but Roy happened to discover these fragments while passing by, causing the ceiling to blast open. Thus, they fell to the thirtieth floor.

　My luck is off the charts.

　Roy was filled with emotion; otherwise, he and the goddess Astraea would have surely perished if they had fallen into the depths. Fate was truly unpredictable. "Is this where those children finally went?" The goddess Astraea's gaze swept across the land, and she sighed softly, her face filled with sorrow. She could feel the lingering traces of her divine blood on this earth.

　She was also a mother who had lost ten children, but she was just putting on a brave face in front of Ryu.

　Roy said softly, "At least one of us survived, didn't we?"

　Goddess Astraea couldn't help but glare at him. How could she comfort someone like that?

　"call!"

　The atmosphere eased thanks to Roy's banter. Astraea didn't linger in melancholy for long. Compared to the children who had already died in battle, what she needed to do was protect the children now, namely Roy.

　Roy was covered in wounds while protecting her.

　Goddess Astraea's deep blue eyes were filled with heartache. She reached out her delicate white hand and carefully touched Roy's wound. "Does it hurt?" Roy pouted. "If you know it hurts, why are you touching it?"

　After being retorted again, Goddess Astraea was at a loss for words. How should she respond?

　Roy forced a smile. "I just don't like that kind of heavy atmosphere."

　The goddess Astraea suddenly realized that she seemed to understand the nature of her servant, Roy, and that she had gained a little more knowledge of him, which made her feel happy.

　Roy said, "Lady Astraea, there is something very important I need to make clear to you."

　Seeing Roy's serious demeanor, the goddess Astraea's expression also turned solemn.

　Roy repeated, "Absolutely! Absolutely! Absolutely do not unleash your divine power in the dungeon!"

　The goddess Astraea's eyes flickered, as if she had remembered something. "I understand."

　Roy nodded. If a god unleashes his divine power in the dungeon, it will incur the dungeon's wrath, which in turn will attract the "God Assassin," a creature not to be trifled with.

　Things were already this bad, and aside from a pleasant surprise, Roy didn't want any more unexpected events.

　He remembered that Ais of the Loki Familia had encountered Thanatos, the god of death, in the dungeon, and the latter's divine power had attracted a black winged dragon that appeared to be a divine assassin.

　The goddess Astrea showed little surprise. It seemed that apart from Hestia, who had only recently descended to the mortal realm, the other gods knew more or less about the secrets and information of the underground city.

　After all, given the nature of those entertainers.

　Roy was reluctant to believe that he had never caused trouble in the dungeons; perhaps he only calmed down after killing several gods.

Chapter 168 Being a Mother is Strong

　The goddess Astraea supported Roy as they headed towards the upper floor.

　Roy had only been to the 25th floor before, but thanks to Ryu's extensive knowledge, Roy was quite familiar with the lower floors (25 to 36), so he immediately recognized that they were in the 30th floor, the dense forest canyon.

　Whether he survives or not now depends on how well Roy has mastered those theoretical concepts.

　Roy forced himself to stay alert, his gaze quickly sweeping across the dense forest environment of the thirtieth floor.

　First, they needed to determine their location. According to Ryu, there was a certain plant in the forest that bloomed facing south. But they couldn't go south.

　The purpose of that flower is to trick people into suffering; the south side is where the stairwell to the thirty-first floor is located.

　The north side is the stairwell back to the twenty-ninth floor; they must walk in the opposite direction of where the flowers bloom.

　The goddess Astrea has no knowledge of dungeon exploration, so we can only rely on him.

　Fortunately, that plant wasn't too hard to find.

　Roy quickly found the right direction, but what followed was a dense swarm of monsters.

　"Roar!"

　The dungeon monsters surged forth like a tidal wave, unleashing deafening roars that shook the very earth.

　It's no different from the monster's feast.

　In the blink of an eye, countless monsters surrounded Roy and Astraea, leaving them no way to escape.

　Roy's expression darkened slightly, but he wasn't surprised. He already knew the nature of the dungeon—it bullied the weak and feared the strong. If he were at his peak, he could wipe out all these monsters in no time.

　In theory, with his extremely high ability value of breaking through the limit at LV.3, as long as he doesn't enter the deep realm and doesn't encounter any special rare monsters in the lower levels, there shouldn't be too much risk.

　Before descending, he first fought with the fairy soldiers, and then was severely tormented by Lemton underground. When rescuing the goddess Astrea, he activated the special effects of the elven holy sword countless times in order to kill the monsters that approached, and his mental energy was almost exhausted.

　He has been weakened to the extreme.

　Finally encountering a heavily injured LV.3 adventurer, plus a god-like figure—if the dungeon doesn't cause trouble, it wouldn't be a dungeon. A tiger fallen into the plains is bullied by dogs!

　Roy cursed under his breath, "I'll beat you to a pulp sooner or later!"

　The goddess Astraea also saw the monsters and whispered, "Roy, give me a sword!"

　Upon hearing this, Roy glanced at Astraea in surprise. Was the head coach warming up?

　Despite his complaints, Roy lightly touched his spatial ring with his right hand, and a three-foot-long sword appeared in his hand. It was a high-quality sword from his usual inventory, which he had acquired from the Gubernian Familia and was worth three million Fali.

　Roy pinched the sword between two fingers, pointed the hilt at the goddess Astraea, and handed it to her.

　The goddess Astraea gripped the longsword, checking if it fit her hand. It was noticeably heavy for someone of her ordinary strength, but not unusable. Hiss!

　Astraea first used her longsword to cut open her long dress, separating her legs and below. She didn't hesitate to tear the million-dollar dress to shreds, just to make it easier for her to move around.

　The torn dress revealed her snow-white skin and long legs, like a work of art meticulously sculpted by heaven, a feast for Roy's eyes. Her mature figure was full and curvaceous, and with her hair tied up in a high ponytail, she lost some of her noble elegance and gained a touch of heroic spirit, making anyone who saw her feel a flutter in their heart.

　If it weren't for those hateful monsters, Roy could watch for hours without his eyes getting tired.

　"Move in the opposite direction of where those flowers are blooming!" Roy composed himself and stood back-to-back with the goddess Astraea to prevent being attacked from behind by the monster.

　A massive horde of monsters charged toward the two of them.

　Burn the heavens!

　Roy didn't hold back, drawing his elven holy sword and unleashing a barrage of attacks. The magic energy within a one-kilometer radius was drained, surging wildly into the longsword. A raging torrent of flames erupted.

　Like a blazing dragon, with a single sweep of its tail, it wiped out hundreds of monsters. The terrifying heat was so intense that even the magic stones could not withstand it, burning them to ashes and leaving nothing behind.

　Having created an opening in the monster army, Roy and Astrea seized the opportunity and slipped out.

　Those who escaped the raging flames were eliminated by the goddess Astrea.

　The gentle light from the underground city's stone walls illuminated her upright figure, making her appear aloof and solitary.

　Bang!Bang!Bang!

　Astraea's figure spun lightly, dancing like a butterfly, a breathtaking sight. The sharp, cold light of her sword reaped the surrounding monsters, and seven or eight of them died in an instant.

　The wind from the sword blew, lifting a few stray strands of hair from her temples, making her look as beautiful as a painting, aloof and independent.

　The deadly sword dance just now seemed like a fleeting phantom under the brilliance. Only the lingering bloody scent in the wind and the bright red bloodstains on the blade were the only traces left by the killing.

　Roy's lips twitched as he watched.

　Goddess Astraea, in terms of swordsmanship alone, is comparable to a LV.5 adventurer.

　Of course, this only refers to skills honed to their extreme.

　Her physical abilities are at an average level, but she's a top-tier operator, capable of dealing maximum damage with minimal stats.

　The goddess Astraea's deep blue eyes, like a frozen pool, stared at the approaching monster. Though far slower and weaker than the monster, she could guide its movements, dodging its attacks in every perilous moment.

　Using the sharpness of her longsword, and following Roy's instructions, she killed the monster with a single blow, piercing its core—the location of the magic stone. She then slaughtered all the surrounding level 3 monsters, scattering magic stone fragments all over the ground.

　She is not a powerless deity!

　Women are gentle, but mothers are strong! Gods are the same; now it is her time to protect Roy.

　While Roy and the goddess Astraea were focused on fighting the monster, they were unaware that several pairs of eyes were watching them from deep within the jungle. These were several unusual monsters.

　He lay hidden in the bushes, secretly observing the fight between the two, a human-like expression appearing on his face.

　"There are humans here, how tragic."

　"What a pity, they're doomed."

　These heretics came over to see what was happening after hearing the ceiling collapse. When they saw Roy covered in blood and surrounded by hundreds of monsters, they, being intelligent beings, expressed some sentiments.

　And they are unlikely to help each other.

　Humans were not friends to them, but rather enemies. Many of their kin had been captured by despicable adventurers, causing them to harbor hatred towards humans. However, when they saw Roy use lightning magic to defeat the monster that attempted to ambush the goddess Astraea, the heretics were shaken. "Lightning magic without incantation, could it be?"

　The heretics exchanged bewildered glances, noticing the surprise in each other's eyes. What a coincidence!

　"Could it be that human that Mary was talking about?"

Chapter 169 The Prelude to Despair