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Chapter 420: Lanchi Encounters a New Malady
Chapter 420: Lanchi Encounters a New Malady
Two figures walked along the corridors of the Level 5 labyrinth, and soon, the air began to stir once more. The deep blue barrier magic on the ground was triggered, and the illusion of the Great Lover Poet appeared somewhere, but he was still nowhere to be seen at the end of the corridor.
The female knight, the Warden, took confident strides, each step filled with the assurance of a powerful warrior.
Perhaps there would be more fifth- and sixth-tier illusions ahead, but she was unafraid.
The Great Lover Poet followed close behind, like a secretary in her wake.
As they ventured deeper into the labyrinth, away from the Warden's office near the entrance teleportation hall, the intricacies of Level 5 became apparent. Fortunately, Warden Melissa was intimately familiar with the ever-changing layout, and with her guidance, they made much better time than when Lanchi had tried to navigate with a map alone.
As they progressed, figures appeared around corners—illusions of the patrol guards on this level. They possessed almost lifelike appearances, but their forms had a subtle transparency that immediately gave away their ethereal nature.
The female knight did not hesitate for a moment upon seeing the illusions.
She drew her longsword from her waist, its blade glinting coldly in the light.
Without waiting for the illusory guards to attack, the female knight predicted their every move. Her body moved agilely through the space, and each swing of her sword was incredibly precise. With each slash of her blade, the illusions dissipated like smoke.
Her movements were fluid and powerful, and her turns and sidesteps were filled with both strength and grace.
Under her sword, the illusory guards were unable to get close and were swiftly defeated.
The Great Lover Poet could only observe from the rear, with no opportunity to intervene.
The female knight was not only highly skilled in combat but also exuded a strong fighting spirit. Her calm movements belied a resolute determination, as if every moment she sought to engage in battle and yearned to grow stronger.
Normally, as long as one cautiously avoided these illusions, they wouldn't take the initiative to attack.
However, these illusions were meant to be cleared by the guards, and Warden Melissa was doing their job for them.
As each illusory guard was vanquished, the corridor returned to its previous tranquility.
However, due to the vigorous combat, Warden Melissa's bandages were once again noticeably stained with red, and her arms trembled more visibly, indicating a further deterioration in her condition.
"Are you alright?"
The Great Lover Poet stepped forward, his gaze fixed on the female knight's back as he inquired.
This Warden was no different from those fanatical demon warriors, pushing herself to the limit every second.
Although this extreme approach to battle might be her choice as a warrior, Lanchi sincerely hoped that this valuable talent of the Protoss Empire wouldn't be lost prematurely.
Hearing the concern in his voice, Warden Melissa stumbled and half-knelt on the ground, as if the exertion had aggravated her injuries.
"......"
She kept her head lowered, taking deep breaths for several seconds.
"I'm fine, no need to worry," she assured, sheathing her sword with difficulty. With a sidelong glance, her eyes still held that cold, unwavering determination.
She gestured for the Great Lover Poet to continue on.
He complied, his expression reflecting a hint of confusion.
The Great Lover Poet expected Warden Melissa, as a seventh-tier physical profession, to possess robust self-healing abilities.
Like Sigrid, she should have been able to recover from such injuries swiftly.
Unless Warden Melissa had exceptionally low vitality attributes and lacked healing or restorative spells and equipment, why would her card setup be like this?
As they continued through the labyrinthine corridors, Melissa's demeanor became increasingly belligerent whenever they encountered illusions, her fighting style a stark contrast to her calm exterior. She disregarded her own safety, often opting to endure a few hits in order to swiftly defeat her opponents.
With each encounter, the Warden accumulated more wounds, her breathing becoming labored and her strides faltering as she frequently paused to lean against the wall for rest.
No matter how many times the Great Lover Poet asked if she needed to rest and recover, she always refused and dragged her injured body forward.
Before long, after defeating another powerful sixth-tier illusion, the female knight staggered from the blows she had received, barely managing to stay standing.
"If we go any further, we won't be able to call for the prison medics. Why don't you just send me back from here? Thank you so much for your help."
The Great Lover Poet looked down at the map on his bracelet and spoke to Warden Melissa.
The specially dispatched rescue medics of Helrom also had movement restrictions, especially on the fourth to sixth basement levels. They prioritized their own safety and had very limited mobility in these areas.
Their current location was quite a distance from the relatively safe areas like the Warden's office and the entrance teleportation hall.
Although Lanchi had given the Great Lover Poet access to his magic cards for the day, allowing him to use them through possession, his healing abilities were negligible. Not only could he not alleviate the Warden's injuries, but he might also inadvertently make her condition worse.
Lanchi had never encountered such a stubbornly self-sacrificing person before, and he truly did not want to be responsible for her death.
He had never done anything to lose merit in his life, but if he caused the death of such a good person, he feared he would.
"No..."
Hearing the Great Lover Poet's words, Warden Melissa stumbled and fell to the ground.
She panted for several breaths, propped up on the floor, before she could steady herself again.
"......"
Just when the Great Lover Poet thought she couldn't take anymore, she struggled to her feet once more, refusing to succumb.
"Let's keep going. I won't die."
The female knight suppressed her trembling voice and took a step forward.
"?"
Initially surprised by Warden Melissa's tenacity, the Great Lover Poet gradually began to feel a twinge of strangeness.
He couldn't quite understand the state of her vitality.
It was as if Warden Melissa was determined to push herself to the brink of death, as long as she didn't collapse from her own efforts.
Her behavior was bordering on obsession, beyond what would be expected of a mere martial arts fanatic.
Yet, her expression remained resolutely honest and aloof, giving no indication of any peculiar inclinations.
A seed of suspicion took root in the black-haired, green-eyed figure's mind.
"Hey."
The Great Lover Poet suddenly called out to Warden Melissa's retreating back.
Bang!
With a loud crash, the skirt-armored figure of Warden Melissa stumbled and fell to the ground, her body shaking too much to stand.
"......Are you really sure you're okay?"
The Great Lover Poet gazed at her and asked softly.
"I... I'm..."
Hearing the Great Lover Poet's question, Warden Melissa's voice shook even more violently. No matter how hard she tried to stand, it was as if all the strength had been drained from her body, yet she stubbornly persisted in trying to finish her sentence.
(End of Chapter)
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