Francesca's Chaos Magic was indeed incredibly powerful, allowing Guilliman to witness the gap between himself and top-tier powerhouses.
However, he believed that having already entered the [Transcendent] rank, as long as he upgraded all his physical attributes and skills to their peak, he shouldn't be much worse than a high-ranking sorcerer.
The two of them fought their way forward, moving very quickly.
Guilliman originally thought he could play some role, but those elite Mermen couldn't even touch Francesca's skirt before being electrocuted into charcoal by her Chain Lightning magic.
Even the strong, mutated Mermen were quickly annihilated by magic as soon as they appeared.
This made the Witcher a little embarrassed.
He had initially thought he was a comrade-in-arms fighting alongside her, but he didn't expect to be a newbie being carried by a senior.
Fortunately, he had a thick skin and still stood expressionlessly by the Elven Queen's side, longsword in hand, as if he were a highly professional bodyguard.
The two quickly arrived at the center of the cave when suddenly, from a dark corner, several ominous-looking magical poison arrows shot out, aimed directly at Francesca, who was suspended in mid-air.
Guilliman's heart tightened; he wasn't sure if Francesca's magic shield could block the opponent's magical attacks.
So, he casually picked up a frozen corpse from the ground and threw it at the magical poison arrows.
However, his worries were clearly unnecessary; the Elven Sorceress's combat intuition was equally sharp, and with a slight redirection of her lightning, she struck the magical poison arrows flying in mid-air, vaporizing all of them.
In an instant, the Mermen priests who had ambushed them from the corner were also struck by lightning and turned into charred corpses.
Although it was an unnecessary act, Francesca still turned back and gave the Witcher an appreciative look.
However, looking at the thousands of Mermen corpses frozen into ice around them, Guilliman fell into a brief dilemma.
He hadn't yet used the Soul Absorption Sign in front of Francesca, and an action like drawing out souls would certainly not escape the eyes of this high-ranking sorceress. He just didn't know what this Elven Queen would think, or if it would cause any misunderstanding.
The matter of the Elder Blood had not yet been explained, and he didn't know what this beautiful Elven woman truly thought.
However, this thought was only fleeting. Guilliman knew very well that this secret of his could not be hidden from anyone.
After all, he would use it countless times in the future. Anyone familiar with him would know that he drew out the souls of his enemies, not even sparing human souls.
Since that was the case, there was nothing to hesitate about.
Guilliman once again gathered magic in his right hand and aimed at the surrounding corpses, using the Soul Absorption Sign.
Within the range of his magical sign, countless glowing soul orbs were rapidly drawn from the Mermen's corpses, then, like a rain of starlight, they flowed into Guilliman's body.
Thousands of shooting stars converged into one.
Such a dreamlike scene was particularly evident in the dim cave, and it also possessed a strange beauty.
The Witcher ignored Francesca's reaction and instead maximized the effect of the Soul Absorption Sign, striving not to miss a single corpse.
Countless soul orbs were continuously drawn out, and the prompt sounds in his ears were incessant.
The Elven Queen, suspended in mid-air, her expression changed from initial surprise to confusion, and finally returned to calm. She simply watched everything quietly, her sapphire-like eyes reflecting the scene of countless flowing lights, lost in thought.
It wasn't until the soul absorption ended that Francesca chuckled softly and said:
"What an unforgettable scene, Mr. Guilliman."
"You have more and more secrets. I truly wonder when you will be able to speak frankly with me."
Francesca's voice was very confident, as if she was certain that one day, Guilliman would voluntarily confess his secrets.
Such a confident and elegant expression was indeed beautiful.
Because all the Mermen in the cave were elites, each soul provided a considerable amount of soul power.
Looking at the system interface where the total soul power had climbed to six thousand again, Guilliman twitched the corner of his mouth, met the Elven Queen's gaze, and said:
"I also hope that we will have a day of honest revelation."
"Ms. Francesca."
Heh heh, of course, he meant another kind of honest revelation between a man and a woman.
With Francesca, the powerful mage, leading the way, the subsequent battles encountered almost no obstacles, proceeding smoothly.
After eliminating almost all the Mermen in the entire Evil God's Great Cave, Guilliman's total soul power had reached a peak of eight thousand points, almost the highest total soul power he had accumulated in a while.
Of course, all of this was thanks to the powerful Elven Queen.
Guilliman even had a thought:'So I'm not the main damage dealer, I'm an experience baby. I should follow the strong ones to gain experience.'
If he had the chance, in some future world full of monsters, to follow a super powerhouse and gain experience, he couldn't even imagine how fast he would grow.
Finally, after the battle in the great cave ended, the two continued to search along the waterway and eventually found another cave.
That should be the location of the Evil God's altar.
When Guilliman and Francesca, after a short rest and preparation, entered this cave,
The scene that greeted their eyes made Sir Guilliman's teeth itch with anger.
Within a large, bizarre black ritual magic circle, countless ostrich egg-sized objects, presumably Merman eggs, were densely packed and arranged like stones within the magic circle.
These should have been the fish eggs laid by the entire Merman tribe on the Merman beach back then.
Originally, they were all Guilliman's spoils. After experiencing the benefits of pterosaur eggs, Sir Guilliman became very interested in monster eggs, considering them natural and the most suitable items for extracting souls.
However, at this moment, merely looking at them, the nearly ten thousand Merman eggs had already lost the color they should have had in life, as if their vitality had been drained, and were piled up as offerings in the ritual magic circle.
And in the center of the ritual array, a humanoid monster, completely black, with a head resembling both a squid and an octopus, and four constantly wriggling giant tentacles on its chin, sat there.
It was over five meters tall, and its huge eyes, black with an eerie glint, stared intently at Guilliman and Francesca as they emerged from the tunnel, like two pieces of food.
If one had to describe it with an image, it somewhat resembled a monster called a Faceless One from the World of Warcraft.
A humanoid beast with an octopus head.
Damn it, this must be the avatar of the Evil God Dagon, as mentioned by the Lady of the Lake.
Just an avatar was over five meters tall; it was hard to imagine how massive the true body of this Evil God truly was.
However, Dagon, you're dead meat.
How dare you steal Grandpa Guilliman's soul power, whether you're an Evil God or a monster.
After I defeat you, your soul will become my food, and I will extract your soul power.
Guilliman muttered bitterly in his heart.
However, he did not relax his guard, but immediately prepared for battle, shielding Francesca.
At the same time, he took out the magical conch given by the Lady of the Lake with his right hand and blew into it forcefully.
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