Fulilian: Start with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Game of the Heavens Chapter 031

It was obvious that the modification of his attributes had a real effect, and Ronan nodded slightly.

He took a few steps forward, and what greeted his eyes was an ancient magic book. Beneath the book, there were some gold and silver treasures…

Ronan completely ignored the gold and silver treasures. He bent down and picked up the magic book, instinctively glancing at it.

Immediately.

The joy in his eyes gradually faded, simply because the text was too distorted, even more abstract than oracle bone script. He couldn’t recognize any of it.

Damn it.

Just then, Frieren walked up from behind.

Her gaze first swept across Ronan’s stiff expression, then glanced at the book in his hand, her eyebrows subtly raising.

In an instant, she understood everything.

“Heh heh.”

Frieren chuckled, gloating,

“Sure enough, you humans always become flustered when you encounter things from the Age of Mythology.”

“It’s just some ancient script. Do you want me to translate it for you?”

“If you do, beg me.”

She put her hands on her hips, her tone laced with a seductive quality, attempting to regain the upper hand.

Ronan listened, feeling helpless.

A dignified elf several thousand years old, yet so childish. It was just some text; at worst, he could slowly learn it after they got out.

Anyway, the book was in his hands. Could it sprout wings and fly away?

Thinking of this, Ronan sighed. He put the book away and casually said,

“What kind of person do you take me for? It’s just a matter of time; I can afford to wait.”

After speaking, he walked over to Frieren, seemingly ignoring Frieren.

Frieren saw this and again let out a dissatisfied snort.

Why was this guy so impervious to everything?

So annoying.

But, for the sake of everything in the ruins, she would endure it for now.

Returning to the group, the three continued forward.

And at this moment.

Deep within the ruins.

A large number of dormant monsters sensed the approaching presence of intruders and began to awaken.

Immediately after, they moved their roots or claws, driven by an instinctive desire from deep within, rushing towards them, determined to hunt them down.

…

“Humans…”

Besides the ordinary monsters, the demon in the deepest part of the ruins also keenly sensed Frieren and Ronan’s presence.

Because the two of them had killed too many monsters, the demon’s expression was extremely ugly.

Too arrogant.

Although it was sealed here, it wasn’t something anyone could provoke.

Their route was obvious; they were clearly heading straight for it…

How many years had passed?

Those once incredibly weak humans, like ants in its eyes, had now become so arrogant…

Although it could also be an elf or a dwarf, no matter who it was, for its own safety, they had to be killed.

In another two hundred years, it would be able to break the seal and regain its freedom. It absolutely could not be disturbed at this critical moment!

Thinking of this.

The demon opened its huge mouth, devouring a nearby dormant monster. Then, when it emerged from its mouth, the monster had completely transformed.

Its appearance was hard to describe, but if Ronan were here, he could directly call out its name.

Because it looked very much like a Peashooter, except it had no eyes and its entire body was covered in plant fuzz, standing a full five meters tall, comparable to the tightly closed stone door.

As its consciousness recovered, this “Peashooter” swayed its thick roots, walking step by step forward.

It prepared to guard the path Ronan and Frieren had to take, according to the demon’s wishes.

After being modified by the demon.

The “Peashooter” knew that it could now fire magic cannons, a single shot powerful enough to shatter a small mountain.

Logically speaking, with it as a gatekeeper, no one would be able to enter.

Back then, the demon had used such monsters to conquer one city after another of the Pure Land Dynasty.

But the demon still felt uneasy, so it modified a few more monsters.

A “Wall-nut” that resembled a rock, was extremely dense, and could crush enemies by rolling.

“Potato Mines” that looked like stones and bricks but actually wielded explosive magic.

“Clover” that could generate strong winds to blow away any creature.

And an “Ice Peashooter” that could fire ice magic.

As these monsters appeared one after another, the demon finally felt a little relieved.

Offense, defense, and even traps—it had considered everything.

If its power hadn’t been fully recovered, it could even have recreated its army from back then.

However, the current military strength was sufficient.

Sighing in relief, the demon commanded,

“Go and act. Hide in your respective positions.”

“When you encounter intruders, show no mercy.”

The monsters responded one after another, then successively disappeared into the deepest darkness of the ruins.

…

…

“Hey, have you noticed there are more and more monsters?”

Not long after, Ronan looked at the ground covered in ashes of corpses and suddenly felt that these monsters were endless, no matter how many he killed.

It was just like an RPG game, where monsters disappeared automatically after death. The only difference was that there were no materials to pick up here.

Frieren casually glanced at Ronan and asked,

“Are there?”

She didn’t feel anything anyway; no matter how many monsters there were, one shot could clear them all.

Later, monsters weren’t counted by individual but by piles. A pile could have a dozen more or a dozen less; it made no difference.

Ronan saw her indifferent expression and was momentarily speechless.

She was truly slow-witted. Without a doubt, the demon was nearby; otherwise, there was no reason for such madness.

Just as he was about to explain this, Frieren suddenly said,

“No matter how many there are, as long as we kill them all, everything will end.”

“I know what you mean, but so what?”

“Sending soldiers and hiding behind, enjoying the fruits of others’ labor, is inherently a sign of cowardice and incompetence.”

Saying this, Frieren unleashed another magic cannon.

With the surging magic impact, the twenty monsters in front instantly turned to dust.

She rushed forward without explanation.

Then.

Patap.

On the relatively damp ground, she seemed to have stepped on something, making a slight sound.

In just an instant, even without looking down, she sensed something was amiss and secretly thought, Not good.

Before she could think further, light exploded, and high temperatures instantly appeared, as if the surrounding air had ignited.

She instinctively used defensive magic, intending to withstand the sudden explosion with her physical body.

Although she knew that at such a close distance, no matter how strong her defensive magic was, she would still suffer some impact and likely get injured.

But she had no other choice at this moment.

However, the next second.

Whoosh.

Frieren felt herself lose her balance and suddenly soared into the air.

It turned out that Ronan, who was beside her, had just used X-ray vision, intending to locate the demon.

As a result, he suddenly saw the anomaly under Frieren’s foot.

—It was a “bomb” transformed from a monster.

To avoid affecting his exploration enthusiasm, he instantly moved behind Frieren, picked her up, and stomped his foot down fiercely.

Great power creates miracles.

Boom!

A loud bang echoed, shaking the entire ruins.

The monster instantly turned to ashes, and the force of the explosion was forcibly annihilated.

But at the same time, earthquake-like tremors continuously reverberated through the ruins’ passage.

This single stomp pulverized all the bluestone ground within several hundred meters.

Even the abnormally hidden “Potato Mines” on the path were all shaken up.

They stared with wide “eyes,” looking bewildered.

—What happened?