BAMM!


    The explosion was truly very shocking. However, even though it sounded extremely loud and terrifying, nothing was shattered in the room - not even the old dpidated stone wall which was very easy to copse. Everything did not experience anything as if the explosion was a mystical thing happening in that ce.


    The bubble expanded along with the explosion that appeared and enveloped the elves standing in the room. It clung like slime, and in the next second, as if there was intense energy emanating from the wall at the end, the bubble pulled the elves into its body with a single rebuke.


    BAM!


    The second explosion urred when the bodies of the elves were smashed through the wall. Just like they thought, it was a portalyer to another room.


    PYAKK!


    They fell on the knee-deep waterlogged surface in the same position, plummeting and having their bodies kiss the aquatic nts below.


    The magus level elves pulled their bodies to their feet after being thrown from another ce into a space of apletely different environment.


    As far as their eyes could see, there were only marshes with knee-deep puddles, with mangrove-like water trees of varying sizes, and clearly, the ceiling looked very dark, like a giant cave.


    There was a speck of light that helped them still be able to see with their enhanced senses, but the origin of the light was not visible. In fact, it seemed impossible to apprehend where it wasing from.


    "What ce is this?" Tristan couldn''t help but ask.


    His body was already half wet by the swamp water. He turned to see the giant barrier wall. The direction in which he and the others were simply thrown from. His hand touched the wall, hitting it hard. But nothing happened.


    "How do we get out of this ce?"


    "There''s no way out," Castian replied from a distance.


    "Seriously?"


    "Don''t tell me that Illiana and the others couldn''t go back past the firstyer of mist either?" Tristan suddenly remembered that there was a firstyer he had to go through before ending up in the ruins of the castle.


    "How are you so sure?" asked the dark elf elder curiously to the high elf king.


    "Don''t worry, the firstyer can be passed as the wolves have already been defeated. and to be able to return from this swamp, we must pass through the thirdyer and defeat the ancient monsters that are waiting there," said Castian confidently and exined that it was part of the information he received from the [Soul Seek] before.


    "Stay alert and don''t stand too far apart," said King Castian asking the elves to stay close to each other. He could feel how the air pressure in that world was very different from the air in the previous ce. Simply put, very dark and eerie.


    The air pressure was so strong, that it felt as if something terrible was hiding behind the puddle of water or behind the trees in that ce, stalking them.


    The air in that ce was also very humid and felt cold when it came into contact with the skin or when inhaled into their lungs.


    "We''d better keep going. Make our move less conspicuous."


    King Castian walked in the front, nked by Kolvar and Osgiliath. While the others quickly followed behind him.


    Tristan repeatedly nced at where Kolvar was while wondering where the high elf elder had kept Levi''s spirit soul so he could steal it when thetter was off guard.


    Unfortunately, even up until this point, Tristan still didn''t have any clues and could only guess.


    No one else spoke as they walked very carefully through the swamp. Tristan watched the bottom of the swamp with his senses. He could feel the roots of the trees and swamp nts trying to twist and block his feet. However, there was nothing dangerous about it apart from mere annoyances.


    In the meantime, his eyes were constantly on the alert, looking around non-stop to make sure there were no sudden attacks from all directions.


    "Are you nervous, Tristan?" asked Queen Leena, who was walking closest to Tristan. She had covered her armour with several types of herbs that enhanced her defence.


    "Not a bit."


    Even though King Castian hoped that their footsteps wouldn''t attract too much attention, walking over knee-deep puddles without making noise and small waves were of course almost unavoidable.


    And after they walked a hundred meters from where they were first thrown out of nowhere, suddenly a gurgling sound came from the distance, seemingly approaching towards them. It appeared and rushed to them from all directions very quickly.


    "Somethingsing. Get ready!" eximed King Castian, having changed the position of the elves into a circle with their backs to each other to face those who were toe.


    While the others were ready to use their attack magic, Tristan was just waiting for the monster he had to fight to appear. He had to consider the urgency of whether his strength was really needed or not, considering his current blood essence was very low. After all, he was still unsure whether there was a source of blood essence in that ce either.


    However, as the rushing thing, whatever that was, drew nearer, Tristan could feel a rather dense forceing with the creature.


    Tristan used his enhanced senses to look deep into the darkness from where the trees seemed to be moving. And he found a figure, darting with a long body from the roots of the trees, spreading to the bottom of the swamp water.


    "Under the water!" Tristan shouted warningly.


    SRUUUK!


    SPLASH!


    They came out of the shallow water, leaping into the air like dolphins at y. However, their form waspletely differentpared to their adorableparison.


    Dozens of monsters appeared from all directions. Rising high into the air before finally showing their true form.


    They hissed, and their bodies extended 5 meters long, without arms or legs like snakes or eels. However, the size of their head looked veryrge with a diameter of up to 2 meters. There were also protrusions of sharp and hardened scales, spreading from the top of their heads to the back.


    Tristan immediately used his scanning system to check the identity of the monster.


    [Demonic Wyrm]


    [Mythical Creature - level 55]


    [Battle power 325]


    "What the hell?! They are very strong, battle power 325? Seriously?"


    "YEEEK!"