Purple Mission

The group escorted Tiebo, speeding along without a moment's delay. The wind on the wasteland remained biting, yet no one had the heart to mind the scenery; the brief clash with Dylin and his two companions had already planted seeds of vigilance in everyone's hearts.

Midway, Fukaloss suddenly turned her head and looked at Barn, asking, "Barn, you seemed to recognize that divine beast's innate ability earlier?"

Barn had already prepared his excuse, his expression natural and his tone calm: "I traveled through the Yulan Continent in my early years and happened to hear some ancient rumors. About five thousand years ago, a Godlevel Magical Beast appeared in the Magical Beast Mountain Range, calling itself a Heaven-Swallowing Beast, though I don't know the specific details."

Gideon quickly chimed in, his voice muffled: "I've heard similar legends, too, though I've never seen one with my own eyes."

Declan, standing to the side, nodded slightly to show his agreement.

Fukaloss did not grow suspicious, but instead spoke slowly, enlightening the group about this legendary existence: "Ordinary magical beasts can reach the Sanctuary realm upon adulthood; however, Godlevel Magical Beasts automatically comprehend the laws and condense a Godhead the moment they mature, becoming gods in a single step."

"That seven-colored lion-like phantom from earlier was a true divine beast—a Heaven-Swallowing Beast."

At these words, everyone's faces revealed shock.

The term "divine beast" represented innate, top-tier talent, far beyond that of ordinary magical beasts.

Fukaloss continued: "Moreover, divine beasts are born with unique Innate Divine Abilities. The Heaven-Swallowing Beast's ability is to swallow everything within a certain area directly into its belly. If your strength is inferior to its own, you cannot break free. If you encounter a Heaven-Swallowing Beast in the future, remember not to get too close—it hides an independent space within its stomach; once swallowed, it is nearly impossible for an average Godlevel to come out alive."

"It's that terrifying?" Julia couldn't help but gasp, her pretty face full of astonishment.

"Naturally." Fukaloss's expression was grave. "Furthermore, the physical strength of a divine beast far exceeds that of ordinary Sanctuary magical beasts. That Heaven-Swallowing Beast earlier had already reached the peak of a Lowgod in its comprehension of laws, and with the addition of its divine beast talent, I could only rely on a surprise attack to barely inflict heavy damage. Had I rashly pursued it, I likely would have been killed in a counterattack."

Gideon gave a simple, honest smile: "Miss's talent is also extremely formidable."

Fukaloss chuckled: "Blair must have mentioned my race to you. We Evil Eye Kings do have higher innate talent than ordinary Sanctuary magical beasts, but compared to a true divine beast, we still fall short."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over Barn and Gideon with a hint of approval: "However, the performance of you two earlier was quite good. Those other two Lowgods, while not as strong as the Heaven-Swallowing Beast, are still top-tier experts among Lowgods, yet you managed to fight them to a draw. Give yourselves a few thousand years to stabilize your realms, and you could absolutely go to the Royal City's arena and challenge the hundred-win streak for Lowgods!"

"A hundred-win streak?" Barn's eyes flickered, immediately drawn to the term. "What is that?"

Julia quickly explained: "It's a competition held by the Royal City arena where Lowgods fight Lowgods and Midgods fight Midgods. If you can win one hundred consecutive victories, you can directly obtain permanent residency within the Royal City."

Waves surged in Barn's heart.

Isn't this exactly the same hundred-win streak required to challenge a sovereign in the Nine Nether Domain of the Underworld?

Could it be that the Gobada plane really does have Godlevels who fell from the Supreme Plane, bringing such rules along with them?

Yet, compared to the rules of the Ice Prison Royal City, what Barn cared about more at this moment was Dylin—or more accurately, the clues Dylin possessed regarding that weak point in space.

He had originally thought that the terrain of Gobada corresponded perfectly to the Yulan Continent plane, and that he could find the weak point by comparing the general location of the Magical Beast Mountain Range. But ever since learning that the weak point moved periodically, he understood that the only person in all of Gobada who could guide him to its location was Dylin.

Will our battle just now disrupt Dylin's route and cause him to miss that spatial weak point? Barn muttered to himself, his brow furrowing imperceptibly.

These thoughts, naturally, could not be spoken to anyone.

Fortunately, the Ice Prison Royal City was already within sight.

The Ice Blade 123 Squad finally arrived at the temporary storage point at the foot of the Ice Prison Royal City wall with the last two Tiebo trees. An earth-element Midgod in charge of the handover carefully inspected the Tiebo, and after confirming they were undamaged, handed a certificate of task completion to Fukaloss.

The group dared not linger, hurrying toward the mission hall at the Heavenly River Legion's station.

The atmosphere in the hall was different from usual.

Most of the Godlevels of the Heavenly River Legion had already left the station for the front lines. Clearly, the war between the royal cities had officially begun, and all three legions of the Ice Prison Royal City had set out.

There were very few missions left hanging in the hall. With only a little over a hundred missions in total, the thirty-three squads would finish them all within a few months.

Fukaloss led the group to browse the mission board, her gaze sweeping over the various mission orders.

Just then, a middle-aged man with deer antlers on his head walked over slowly, his smile polite: "Miss Fukaloss, everyone, do you remember me?"

Fukaloss was slightly startled, then nodded: "Oh, it's you, the captain of the squad that defended the orchard with us before."

"That is indeed this humble one." The middle-aged man bowed slightly. "You may call me Wesker. You are roughly aware of our squad's situation: two Godlevels and six Sanctuary-level members; our strength is passable."

"If you have something to say, just say it." Fukaloss did not like beating around the bush.

Wesker dropped the pleasantries and said straightforwardly: "It's like this: our squad wants to take on a purple mission, but the difficulty is too high, and we don't have absolute confidence acting alone, so we would like to invite you all to join forces."

As he spoke, he pointed toward a mission envoy in a purple robe not far away.

Gideon immediately asked: "Do you know the content of the mission?"

"Purple missions are extremely difficult, so we are allowed to know the details in advance," Wesker explained. "The mission objective is to relocate a resource point near the front line. There are over thirty Ghost-faced Spiders kept there, and because the war has broken out recently, Godlevels from the Evil Royal City often appear nearby. The danger coefficient is extremely high, but the points are also quite generous."

Fukaloss pondered for a moment, then looked back at Barn and the others: "This mission sounds good."

Having just finished a tough battle, the squad's morale was high, and this mission was just right.

The group nodded one after another, expressing their agreement.

Fukaloss made her decision immediately: "Fine, we accept the invitation to join forces with you. At this rate, if we can finish quickly, we might even be able to grab one more mission at the end."

Joy appeared on Wesker's face: "That's great. It seems we can fight side-by-side again. By the way, before we set off, you should all use your points to exchange for a few Soul Gold Beads. We are very likely to encounter Godlevels from the Evil Royal City, and their specialty is Soul Attack."

Hearing the words "Soul Attack," Gideon subconsciously shrank his neck and touched his head—not long ago, he had been tortured by the Grand Wizard's soul attack, and he still had lingering fears.

Fukaloss nodded slightly: "The cyan mission we just completed should provide enough points for each of us to exchange for one Soul Gold Bead."

Barn's heart stirred.