Starting from primitive world, building the strongest divine kingdom - Chapter 118

Chapter 118: Go To The Ruins
Freya was very intrigued by what happened between Enzo and Nellies.

Enzo always felt Freya’s gaze was somewhat strange and even dangerous, hinting at discontent.

Could she be jealous?

This thought crossed Enzo’s mind, prompting him to tactfully avoid delving into the issue further. He just brushed it off lightly. Then he casually changed the subject, asking about the configuration of Potions instead.

Freya was naturally knowledgeable about Potion crafting.

Within the Golden Lion Tribe, she had configured many Potions, earning her the title of Potion Master.

This was why Nellies felt undermined.

Freya’s Potion configuration technology was undoubtedly impressive, to the point where she could not fully grasp how Freya managed to configure the Potions. With just ordinary materials, she was able to create incredibly powerful Potions.

How was this achieved?

Freya paid no heed to Nellies’ shock. A smug smile played on her lips as she handed a bowl of liquid to Enzo, saying, “It’s the best I could manage. The materials from the Servolk market aren’t rare or abundant enough to create stronger Potions. But this should help restore some strength.”

Enzo nodded knowingly.

He too realized that both his and Freya’s totem powers had been severely damaged. It would take a considerable amount of time to recover in this place, unlike outside where it would be quicker with the help of Potions.

Enzo keenly sensed that something was missing in this place.

He lifted the potion and drank it in one gulp.

As the elixir took effect, Enzo could sense the fragmented totems slowly coalescing. As he had anticipated, the shards of the Tree of Life totem and the Beasts Totem were merging together, gradually forming a new totem. At present, this totem had taken on a rough semblance.

Now, this totem was taking shape.

It resembled a ring.

The previously scattered leaves now adorned the ring, with numerous patterns emerging that seemed to represent something else altogether.

Enzo had a sudden realization.

He would recall the type of flame used by Nellies at the marketplace, although this flame was not organic. However, after breaking apart and recombining, the abilities brought by the Beasts Totem also underwent changes. This allowed Enzo to mimic all kinds of energies.

As a result, a flame appeared in Enzo’s hand.

This flame was purer than Nellies’ condensed form, immediately warming Freya and Nellies with an extraordinarily comfortable sensation, reminiscent of being cradled in a mother’s arms during infancy.

Nellies was astonished and asked, “How did you do that?”

Freya, after gazing at the flame in Enzo’s palm for some time, remarked, “A peculiar flame indeed.”

Despite feeling somewhat ignored, Nellies did not express any dissatisfaction.

In that moment, she finally realized something significant.

Thus, the identities of Enzo and Freya were definitely not simple, even surpassing her imagination. After all, Enzo’s miraculous abilities and Freya’s Potion configuration skills were something that ordinary people could never achieve.

Suddenly, Nellies sensed two imposing presences.

The first emanated from Freya.

It was the grandiose feeling as she radiated golden light, akin to a sun, her aura now tens of times more powerful than before.

The second came from Enzo.

Unlike Freya’s overt brilliance, Enzo’s presence felt like an endless ocean or abyss, impossible to fully grasp, requiring constant vigilance to avoid being engulfed.

So was this their true power?

Nellies forced a bitter smile.

She began to mourn silently for the other unscrupulous individuals in the Servolk market and felt ashamed of her initial arrogance. Those trapped in the market had been cut off from the outside world for too long, completely unaware of its current state.

Thinking about this, Nellies’s breathing quickened.

Were Enzo and Freya’s formidable abilities a sign that they might find a way to leave this place?

At that moment, Enzo abruptly spoke, “Nellies, how do we get to the ruins?”

Nellies snapped back to attention and replied hurriedly, “My respected master, Coull ruins, Lundh ruins, and Servolk ruins are in different directions. Which ruins would you like to visit?”

Enzo looked to Freya, seeking her opinion.

Freya suggested, “Let’s start with Coull ruins.”

Exploring the ruins was a plan they had agreed upon from the start. Now that their strength had recovered considerably, though not fully, they were prepared to face some dangers. It was time to prioritize their plan to explore the ruins.

Guided by Nellies, the two of them set off towards Coull ruins.

…

Coull ruins.

Large boulders lay scattered across the ground in a disorderly fashion, with many plants sprouting from the crevices between them, bringing a hint of vitality to the ruins.

The most prominent feature was a central vortex-like passage.

It was a portal to an unknown space. Numerous individuals entered and exited through it, while many others were lost permanently in the unknown, fallen prey to beasts or lost in the labyrinthine void.

Near the passage, several groups gathered.

They consisted mostly of individuals at or above the Level 2, with quite a few at the Level 3.

They were deep in discussion.

“Was Allen killed? Or was he taken out by Nellies herself? She even refers to that new kid as ‘master’?”

A string of questions burst forth from an elder.

Vik, the leader of the Vik Squad and one of the few Level 3 supernaturals in Servolk market. He possessed the ability to metallize objects and was a supplier of ironware.

Another person replied, “Indeed, Mr. Vik.”

Upon confirming the news, Vik’s expression turned grave. His usually murky eyes gleamed with sharpness as he sighed, “It seems those two newcomers aren’t ordinary… But can they find a way out?”

Vik pondered aloud.

Similar sentiments echoed among the other exploration squads who had learned of Allen’s fate. With Allen as a cautionary tale, they were cautious not to provoke Enzo.

However, caution did not preclude contact.

As Nellies led Enzo and Freya towards the ruins, numerous exploration teams dispatched subordinates to invite the trio as guests, only to be politely declined by Enzo.

“They seem quite persistent.”

Freya remarked with a furrowed brow along the way.

Nellies nodded slightly, explaining, “There are at least a hundred exploration squads beyond the Servolk market, spread across the three ruins. Information spreads quickly among these squads.”

During the journey, Nellies shared considerable information about the ruins.

Particularly Coull ruins.

In Coull ruins, finding the spatial portals wasn’t challenging as they were readily visible. However, upon entry, there was a risk of being randomly transported to different locations within the unknown space of Coull ruins.

This unknown space harbored a vast number of supernatural creatures, posing significant dangers.

Most perilous were the hidden spatial rifts within the unknown space. Once ensnared, there was a high likelihood of descending deeper into the labyrinthine void, forever lost in the unknown space.

Enzo felt concerned about these developments.

However he had no choice but to proceed.

It had been several months since he left the Crimson Star Tribe, and he knew Amy and the others must be deeply worried by now.

Therefore, he needed to return as soon as possible.

After declining invitations from several exploration squads, Enzo, Freya, and Nellies finally arrived at the outermost spatial portal of Coull ruins. It was indeed conspicuous, situated on a large, flat boulder intricately carved with beautiful patterns.

These patterns…

Enzo and Freya exchanged a knowing glance and nodded.

Both had ventured into the High Tower Space before, where similar patterns adorned the floors of the Great Hall.

It was now evident that these ruins were part of the High Tower.

For some unknown reason, fragments of the High Tower had ended up here, becoming the ruins they now stood in.

Understanding this eased Enzo and Freya’s minds somewhat.

They were familiar with the High Tower.

Subsequently, the three of them entered the spatial portal directly, a scene observed by many explorers who hurried to inform others in Servolk market.

Events in the Servolk market had already drawn everyone’s attention to Enzo, sparking anticipation among some for new discoveries while others harbored hopes for his demise in the ruins.

Unaware of these sentiments, Enzo paid them no mind.

Whether through luck or misfortune, upon entering the spatial portal, Enzo found himself separated from Freya and Nellies. Before him loomed an immensely large Devil Moth, its wings flapping vigorously and releasing a dizzying white powder.

“It’s a giant!”

Enzo recognized the colossal Devil Moth, likely the one Nellies had mentioned.

Like humans, the stronger the creature, the harder it was for them to reproduce.

The Devil Moth was inherently powerful and carried giant bloodlines, especially since Nellies had only visited Coullruins a few years ago—there wouldn’t have been enough time for its offspring to grow to such formidable strength.

Confirming the identity of the Devil Moth, Enzo remained cautious.

Despite his recovery to peak Level 2 strength with Freya’s potions, his true capabilities surpassed that level. However, the Devil Moth was at least Level 4.

Enzo assessed his surroundings, preparing to retreat, but the Devil Moth had already noticed him and showed no intention of letting its potential prey escape.