CHAPTER 643: CHAPTER 431: EROSION_2

Sali was shocked, thinking, when did you learn this move!?

As soon as Elsa finished drawing the Fire Wall, she extinguished the flames on her greatsword. Although she had some fondness for the Eagle Group, it didn’t mean she would burn all her accumulated emotions here; saving a bit was better.

If she were to face the enemy alone outside the Fire Wall, perhaps her efficiency would be higher!

A swift figure flashed past her, taking a chunk of flesh from her shoulder. When the fast-moving Monster came again, Elsa struck it to the ground with her greatsword using all her strength.

She had already gauged the strength of this group of Monsters.

Judging by the feeling of adventuring in the Sain Dungeon, most of the Monsters were above minions but below Elite Level, with a few meeting the Elite Level standard, in numbers vast enough to drown Silver Level teams, but to Elsa.

At least she wouldn’t die immediately!

She also discovered a problem.

From beginning to end, it seemed like she hadn’t seen anyone using any Magic in this Painting World!

Not only was there no Magic, but the strength of these people also felt very... ordinary to her, just stronger than average people, leaving them unable to defend against the Monsters.

What’s going on? No Magic is one thing, but why are they physically so ordinary?

Elsa suddenly remembered something Sali had told her before.

The original Magic originated from the Magic God’s blessing, called Primordial Magic, each possessing great power. Scholars proposed to consider what life was like before the Magic God bestowed Magic?

It’s hard to imagine, as Magic has become an integral part of everyone’s life.

So what is with this Painting World? Whether human or Monster, they all seemed to see a ghost upon witnessing her flames.

Could it be that this is really an era before the Magic God bestowed Primordial Magic?

The history shown by Sain seemed incredibly distant to people, but the exact distance remained vague until this suddenly gave some concept in the Sword Wind Legend Painting World.

It’s really ultra-distant!

At this moment, Elsa noticed that the Eagle Group members were spread out in many places, not just this one. Whether Magic existed in this time or not, mortal power couldn’t possibly contend with Monsters. If she didn’t go to aid, then—

A roar filled with emotion caught Elsa’s attention.

It’s Gus!

She saw that the strong man was surrounded by Monsters, bleeding profusely and looking in bad shape, as she intended to rush over to help.

She saw Gus pierce a Monster’s head with his Short Sword, then roar as he slashed another attacking Monster. The Short Sword was utterly damaged, but he used the Monster’s sharp horn as a weapon, continuing the battle, stabbing chests, necks, limbs... Even when struck by a Monster, receiving blows that would be fatal to ordinary people, he would get up and continue fighting!

In no time, the number of Monsters killed by him exceeded five!

Elsa slightly widened her mouth, seeing Gus’s performance was incomparable to others, like a god of slaughter driven by anger, a killing machine.

It was clear; his physique was at the human pinnacle. His well-trained body could fight against hordes of Monsters, a naturally strongest warrior.

Unfortunately, the mortal body ultimately has limits. As the Monsters’ attacks came in waves, he gradually couldn’t sustain, and Elsa immediately joined in to help him fight.

As Elsa just slew a Monster, a scene suddenly flashed before her eyes.

All Eagle Group members were devoured by Monsters, her former friends turned to pieces, and Gus broke through the encirclement, stumbling in despair searching for survivors. When he thought no one survived, he suddenly saw a friend standing not far away.

Despair instantly turned into hope, but when he ran over shouting his friend’s name, the latter suddenly split in two, revealing a Monster hidden behind, already hollowed and eaten, leaving only an empty shell.

Elsa suddenly woke up.

The friend of Gus who was hollowed and eaten seemed to be the big guy she just saved.

What did she just see? Is it possible that it was what would have happened if she and Sali hadn’t come here?

The scene where all companions died, leaving only oneself, was way too despairing.

She suddenly felt compassion for this man who also favored heavy weapons like herself, swinging the greatsword to kill Monsters and relieve his pressure.

While watching the vision, she suddenly had a feeling she was similar to this man.

But then she discarded this thought; after all, her relationship with Eliphas wasn’t as close as Gus with Griffith.

Moreover, Eliphas couldn’t compare to Griffith.

At least in Elsa’s current impression, Griffith wouldn’t betray his companions in a battle against Pope Shalivan’s Phantom like Eliphas, letting them take hits!

Speaking of which, where did Griffith go, and why was the Eagle Group’s number reduced?

With doubts in mind, Elsa continued to fight, trying to rescue the Eagle Group.

However, the battlefield was too vast, and the Eagle Group too dispersed, as the number of mercenaries steadily declined.

In this combat process, her view of Gus’s gaze changed.

While watching the vision, she thought everyone’s performance was nothing special, except Gus occasionally shined, but what she wanted to say was:

Where is your warrior’s Fighting Qi, Combat Skill, why can’t you even jump five meters?

But now Elsa suddenly realized, Gus fought with strength that was humanly maximum yet still mortal, surviving fierce battles and fighting in this Hell filled with Evil Spirits.

She immediately had a "How did you survive and finish these battles!" astonished feeling.

And now, even with her flames continuously healing him, Gus’s speed in killing Monsters was only slightly inferior to hers!

This...

Elsa couldn’t help but think how it would be if she only had an ordinary human physique.

The answer was a teenage girl likely wouldn’t survive here!

The pair continued to fight, flesh and blood flying, and Monsters called Angel Envoys howled hoarsely.

It’s unclear how long it went on, with Monster corpses already forming a heap high enough for a spectacle. But looking around, the enemies seemed limitless.

Elsa didn’t feel despair, but she felt the pressure, a pressure called "endless"!

Moreover, the appearing Monsters’ strength kept rising!

Even in her heart, there was some anxiety; when would it end?

How to conquer this Painting World?

Torture, endless torture, and the viewless combat brought an unremovable fatigue to body and mind.

Time had become indeterminate.

Gus was already exhausted, the Sword Corpse Greatsword had been sprinkled once with Repair Light Powder, and Sali’s rapier completely broke...

Elsa’s eyes were almost numb.

Do we have to keep fighting forever?

"Rumble..."

The ground, composed of human faces, suddenly shook, and Elsa felt something, looking up.

She saw that great fist standing on the earth.

Slowly opening.