"In other words, the longer we drag this out, the less favorable it is for us now." Haleem immediately understood something.
Originally, he planned to spend months working overtime to repair the King of Tyrannosaurs so it could serve as an ally in their exploration, but now it seemed that time was running out.
"Yes." Rein nodded.
Rein’s words immediately caused the Federation’s strong individuals present to show thoughtful expressions.
Indeed.
The strengthening of the Energy Tide made the Fiend Demons in the Floating City more and more unstable.
"Additionally, we at least need to see what’s happening below. Otherwise, without understanding the situation, how can we e up with any solutions?"
Rein’s words struck a chord with many people.
"I agree with Crown Rein’s opinion." Otto nodded.
"I agree too." Ogre also had a look of deep approval.
Soon, everyone reached a unanimous decision to explore gradually with the provisional goal of reaching the third lower level to gain an understanding of the situation below the ruins.
Thus, everyone entered the negative first level through the crack made by the King of Tyrannosaurs, while on the surface, a group of elite soldiers, under the effect of Deafness Technique, began transporting the remains of the King of Tyrannosaurs.
When Rein entered the negative first level, he found significantly more battle machines from the Goblin army, such as Mechanical Scythe Claw Dragon and Mechanical Scream Dragon, than before.
Of course, these levels of battle machines posed no trouble for Rein and his panions, and they were swiftly overwhelmed and served as ’little snacks’ for Steel Dragon Dorick.
"No sign of a second King of Tyrannosaurs." Sword Saint Terrio and the others cautiously searched and reported.
"Okay, then let’s continue onward."
.....
As everyone entered the Second Layer, they immediately found more battle machines, stronger ones as well, frequently encountering Mechanical Demon Dragon and other battle machines.
"Hmm? Seems like they’re ing from the direction of the prison?"
Rein quickly noticed that the battle machines weren’t evenly distributed, mostly ing from a single direction.
"Could it be that my battle at that time caused the ground on the negative second level to be damaged?" Rein wondered.
"Let’s go, head in that direction and take a look."
...
Meanwhile.
Dragan Empire, Temrael.
Outside Cologne Cathedral, two rows totalling sixteen elite Paladins in silver armor stood vigilantly on guard.
At this time, a young man dressed in luxurious clothing suddenly approached them with slightly stiff steps, head lowered.
"Sir..." One Paladin captain saw the noble attire and did not immediately expel him, but politely stepped forward to inquire.
But the next second, his face showed astonishment, and his words were stuck halfway.
What a face!
The person seemed to originally have a young and handsome face, but now the skin was deeply cracked, with strands of black gas emitting from each crack.
It was as if the whole person was made of ceramics, cracked in countless places, then forcibly glued back together by some power.
What shocked the Paladin captain even more were the other’s black-red eyes, looking as if they wanted to devour someone—violent and fierce, even more terrifying than the fiercest Fierce Species!
"Everyone, be prep..."
Just as the Paladin captain was about to shout ’Be on guard’, a strand of thick black gas wrapped around his body like a snake and squeezed the hard silver armor, deforming it with a ’squeak’.
And the Paladin captain died on the spot!
"Enemy attack!!!"
The Paladins who reacted showed horrified expressions and immediately shouted.
"Clap! Clap!"
In the next instant, the remaining fifteen elite Paladins died in the same manner as their captain.
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