Historian

Caroso was quite obedient. Upon hearing this, he walked to a machine that contained a poisonous person.

Looking at the complex text on it, Caroso frowned and said, "Nimel."

"Here," Nimel quickly came to Caroso's side.

"Help me decipher this text and open this thing," Caroso said.

"I'll try," Nimel began to read carefully.

[Boss Caro can't open this thing?]

[With Boss Caro's temper, he should have just broken it with a sword]

[Holy crap, I thought Nimel, who was still by Boss Caro's side, was just a mascot]

[Are you guys underestimating the great God of Wisdom? This is a first-rate group battle mage!]

[Are you guys thinking of Aqua with this wisdom?]

"This is... text from before the Innovation Era?" Nimel asked in surprise.

"Yes, this is the Age of Gods," Caroso nodded. "Do you know why Elemental Mages have the highest tuition fees?"

"All Elemental Mages are historians."

"Nature Mages cast spells by relying on natural affinity. The higher the natural affinity, the more power nature lends them. In battle, Nature Mages are very dependent on the terrain. For example, when there's no wind, their wind spells will be at a disadvantage unless the wind is particularly strong, making it easier for them to borrow its power."

"Elemental Mages are different. Elemental spirits are everywhere, and Elemental Mages rely on communicating with them. In research conducted a long time ago, it was discovered that elemental spirits are not immortal. They are similar to living beings. Mages who have communicated with some ancient elemental spirits were ancient mages themselves. These elemental spirits are unwilling to learn new languages. Therefore, the more languages a mage knows, the more elements they can communicate with, and the stronger their spells become. Some ancient elemental spirits also possess more power."

"Brother, I know these basics..." Nimel's pretty face blushed. "I know I embarrassed you when I only scored ninety-eight on my test, I'll work harder..."

[Hahahaha, she thought Boss Caro was explaining it to her]

[Nimel is so cute]

[So that's how it works. If an Elemental Mage calls for help in a fight, at least the summoned elemental has to understand them, otherwise, if they just blurt out in a dialect, the elemental won't know what they want]

[Boss Caro saying this reminds me of a setting: the language mages currently use for casting spells is an imitation of the High Elven language from the past]

[Yes, High Elves have the strongest magical talent, and communicating with elements is easier for them]

[I remember a big shot translated it, saying that High Elven actually means: Fire Spirit, we've known each other for so many years, please do me a favor, help me cast an eighth-tier spell, a super-duper powerful fireball, the kind that can burn someone to ashes. I'll provide half the magic power, please and thank you. I'll look for you next time something like this comes up.]

[Damn, it's not high-class anymore]

Caroso glanced at the bullet comments in confusion.

Sigh, it feels like they didn't understand... Never mind, they don't fight or test based on this.

Seeing that Caroso didn't respond to her, Nimel started deciphering on her own.

To Nimel, Caroso's current reaction was normal.

"Like this, and like this..." Nimel looked at the complex buttons below and pressed them one by one.

Gurgle... Gurgle...

Snap.

With a crisp sound, the liquid in the tank was slowly drained, and the glass cover was lifted.

Caroso instinctively pulled Nimel back, placing his sword in front of them.

Screech!

The poisonous person sprayed out a cloud of poisonous mist. At this moment, the flames on Caroso's sword flared up, blocking all the mist. The virus was completely burned away by the intense fire.

Visibly, the poisonous person began to shrivel and vaporize upon contact with the air, until only a mechanical arm remained.

Caroso used his long sword to heat the copper, and only after feeling that it was safe did he pick up the mechanical arm.

"Guard me, don't let anything threaten me. I need to make two cards on the spot," Caroso said to Nimel.

"Yes!" Nimel gripped her staff and nodded firmly.

Teresa and the others had already reached the first floor at this time and were engaged in battle with countless cultists.

Teresa discovered that although these cultists appeared to be Third-tier, many of them didn't actually meet the standard. They were weakened versions, with few cards but normal Third-tier magic power.

"Maintain formation, Shield Warriors advance, Paladins focus on Holy Light spells, and Minions fill the gaps between the Shield Warriors. If there's a fatal attack, consume the Minions first!" Teresa commanded calmly.

These "Minions" were not living people, but minion cards.

Now, these cultists had also become organized and disciplined, making their advance extremely difficult. If not for Teresa, they would probably be on the verge of annihilation by now.

"You in the back, do not approach the elevator. First squad, move to the rear, guard the elevator entrance, and do not let anyone go up!" Teresa said as she slashed down a wandering soul that descended from the sky. A black substance, resembling both liquid and gas, splattered onto her armor, causing it to sizzle.

Soon, a squad of ten people retreated to the rear.

Among them were four warriors, two paladins, two priests, and two nature mages, a very balanced configuration.

They guarded the elevator entrance, and any cultist who tried to get close would be slain by them.

Not only that, but any strategists who wanted to go up would also have to pass their test.

The strategists had witnessed Teresa's decisiveness in killing people before.

"What should we do?"

"Damn it, this means we can only pray something happens to Caroso himself."

Some people from the schools, seeing this, couldn't help but feel anxious.

At this moment, whether to leave the team or approach the group of ten was very risky.

The schools' thoughts were simple: if they continued pushing like this, this dungeon could be conquered. But they also had their own missions.

"Your Highness Teresa, I want to go support Caroso," a warrior said. "I'm also from Azure Wolf Province, and I want to protect him."

"Yes, I want to help him too!"

"He can't do it alone!"

"All of you, shut up!" Teresa coldly swept her gaze over the speakers. "Whether you are his enemy or his friend, you either die, leave the team, or fight obediently!"

"Anyone who leaves the team and dares to approach the elevator will be killed!"

"As for his safety, he said he only needs that Mage. He doesn't need any other support."

"But what if he's just pushing himself too hard?" the warrior urged. "If he fails, we'll be in danger too."

"That's his problem." Teresa once again focused on the enemies. "He said he wouldn't let the monsters over there come here, even if it means dying. Do you think I trust a Strong One who can move freely among cultists more than you bunch of trash?"