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"Enzo, be careful!"

Upon witnessing Clyde's imminent ambush, Freya's heart constricted, and she urgently called out a warning.

Yet, the alert seemed somewhat superfluous.

Enzo had anticipated the attack; with astonishing swiftness, he pivoted his spear, thrusting it backward. Clyde hadn't even approached closely enough to discern what was happening before a searing pain erupted in his chest.

In disbelief, he glanced down at his own torso.

The Flame Spear had pierced through, crimson blood gushing forth, and with each drop, his life force ebbed away.

"I…"

"No, I can't possibly die here…"

Clyde struggled to voice his thoughts, his eyes wide with astonishment and tinged with regret.

Yet, he had no chance to continue living. Enzo flicked his spear, sending Clyde crashing before Melissa. Then, retracting his Flame Wings, he descended gracefully to the ground, approaching Melissa, Freya, and Maureen with a smile, saying, "All is well now."

Freya nodded in agreement, her eyes sparkling with the joy of reuniting with Enzo.

Melissa felt an intricate mix of emotions.

There was relief from her rescue, yet overwhelming astonishment at Enzo's power. She could hardly fathom how, in such a short span of time, his strength had escalated to this level.

Clyde had been utterly powerless against him.

Such prowess was surely indicative of the elite tier—only those who had survived for ages within powerful factions could possibly rival it.

How arrogant I once was to question Enzo.

Hmmm~

With a heavy sigh, Melissa exhaled deeply, casting aside her chaotic thoughts. She then said, "We can discuss matters later. For now, we must leave this place. The battle we just fought has undoubtedly drawn attention. If we linger here, we might encounter unforeseen troubles."

Enzo nodded in agreement and opened a vibrant portal.

Though Melissa recognized the portal's peculiar nature, her unwavering trust in Enzo led her to step forward without hesitation, ushering Freya and Maureen into it. Enzo followed suit, stepping into the miniature realm.

Outside, the small peak lay strewn with bodies.

Before long, a group of onlookers, drawn by the commotion of battle, arrived only to discover nothing amiss.

...

Within the miniature realm.

Freed from external threats, Melissa and her companions finally found a moment to breathe.

At that moment, Enzo noticed the grievous injury on Freya's arm, his expression darkening as he turned to Melissa and demanded, "What happened to Freya's arm?"

With a sigh, Melissa responded, "We were ambushed by Ford as we entered Dragons Land."

"Ford? The one skilled in dreamland manipulation?" Enzo inquired further.

"Yes, that's the one." Melissa affirmed with a nod.

"I killed him." Enzo revealed matter-of-factly.

Melissa gasped in astonishment, exclaiming, "You truly killed him?!"

She then explained, "Before your arrival, we learned of Ford's demise. Freya suspected it was you, but we never imagined it to be true."

Once the explanation was complete, Melissa returned to the main topic.

She continued, "After falling victim to Ford's machinations, I fled with Freya, only to encounter others along the way. One of them was Igumnov, a potion maker whose concoctions were exclusively poisons. Freya's arm, which remains irreparably wounded, is a result of being poisoned. This particular toxin is known as Evil Dragon Toxins, a most insidious poison.

Once infected, the wounds on the body are destined to never heal."

"Is there any way to eliminate the toxins?" Enzo inquired.

"Potion!" Melissa replied, elaborating further, "To cleanse Evil Dragon Toxins, one must craft a Holy Dragon Potion. This is an advanced potion that, while somewhat complex to prepare, can be made by certain potion makers. However, within the trial space, the materials for the Holy Dragon Potion are nowhere to be found."

Enzo furrowed his brow.

He asked again, "Does Life Water have any effect?"

Melissa's gaze fell upon the pool of Life Water. Though she had sensed it the moment she entered this miniature world, the sight still astonished her. Yet, she shook her head and said, "Evil Dragon Toxins cannot truly be classified as a conventional poison, as it is intrinsically linked to the host's flesh and blood.

Utilizing Life Water may very well exacerbate its potency rather than eliminate the Evil Dragon Toxins."

Upon hearing this, Enzo couldn't help but frown. The nature of Evil Dragon Toxins was indeed sinister.

At that moment, Enzo realized another important question, asking, "Ms. Melissa, are you suggesting that Evil Dragon Toxins are alive?"

Melissa nodded thoughtfully and began to elaborate, "Evil Dragon Toxins are born from the annihilation of an evil dragon's soul. However, due to the dragon's formidable life force, remnants of its vitality persist even after the soul's demise. For those who wield the power of the hypertoxic element, Evil Dragon Toxins are not merely poison. Rather, they serve as a potent enhancement."

Upon hearing this, a new idea sparked in Enzo's mind.

He suggested, "Then why not have Freya harness the hypertoxic element?"

Melissa chuckled suddenly, replying, "It's not that simple."

Then, as if realizing something, she regarded Enzo with newfound seriousness and said, "You are the exception."

Understanding dawned on Enzo.

If he mastered the hypertoxic element, he could also eliminate Evil Dragon Toxins for Freya.

This was indeed promising news.

Within Steles Amusement Park, there surely existed spells related to the hypertoxic element. Perhaps he could glean insights into its power, which wouldn't pose a significant challenge for him.

Nevertheless, there remained one pressing matter to clarify: the nature of the trials in Dragons Land.

This particular trial felt amiss, shrouded in mystery.

With everyone gathered, it was the perfect opportunity for a collective discussion, potentially uncovering the truth.

Thus, Enzo and Melissa ceased their conversation.

They made their way toward the pool brimming with Life Water, where Eve, Carol, Freya, and Maureen were engaged in lively discourse.

As Enzo and Melissa approached, the quartet fell silent.

As for Bookstaver, he had opted not to join the fray this time.

After Enzo was promoted to Level 8, the Thunder Pool, from which he drew wisdom through the power of lightning, began to undergo a remarkable transformation, seemingly gestating something extraordinary. Considering that more individuals might soon enter the miniature world, Enzo relocated the Thunder Pool to hover above it, concealing it from prying eyes.

At this moment, Bookstaver was engrossed in studying the anomalies of the Thunder Pool...

While below, a discussion unfolded among the gathered individuals.

Enzo took the initiative to speak, inquiring, "Ms. Melissa, I have heard that training in Dragons Land is conducted in teams. However, upon my arrival there, I encountered a colossal red dragon, who informed me that ultimately, only one would survive."

"The red dragon!"

Melissa abruptly sat up, as though a disturbing realization struck her, her expression darkening significantly. She then replied, "Indeed, dragons do roam within Dragons Land, but there exists a black dragon named Nicolet, who serves as the chief examiner for the trials. As for the red dragon, it has never made an appearance."

Melissa's tone was resolute.

She had previously participated in supernatural trials and had ventured into Dragons Land, well aware of the trial's intricacies.

After hearing Melissa's account, Enzo found himself ensnared in a web of perplexity. He was certain that the red dragon was not a mere figment of his imagination, and Eve could similarly attest to this.

To unravel the mystery, it seemed necessary to return to the Lava Mountains.

As Enzo articulated his thoughts, the group expressed no dissent.

At that moment, Carol interjected, "The red dragon, the black dragon… I recall that Boyega had captured a five-colored dragon for some sort of experiment."

"Five-colored dragon?" Enzo questioned, his brow furrowed in confusion.

As a Protoss, Carol, though captured by Boyega in her vulnerable state, possessed limited knowledge of the outside world. Yet, the inheritance woven into her very bloodline recounted many tales, and she was aware of numerous secrets surrounding Boyega.

Carol elucidated, "The five-colored dragon is a prevalent giant in the Starry Sky, distinguished by its black, red, blue, green, and purple hues. While these dragons exhibit only ordinary abilities and talents, there are whispers that merging their bloodlines could give rise to a rainbow dragon bloodline, a lineage far superior to that of the five-colored dragons, endowed with astonishing powers."

This revelation left the others in awe.

In this realm, although the legends of dragons abound, they often remain fragmented, embellished by the imaginations of many. Those who have truly laid eyes on a dragon are few and far between.

Contemplating this, Enzo turned to Carol and inquired, "Are you suggesting that five-colored dragons exist within Dragons Land?"

A deep-seated resentment towards Boyega simmered within Carol as she shook her head in response. "How would I know? I'm not Boyega. All I know is that he captured a five-colored dragon, but I am unaware of his true intentions."

Enzo chose not to press further. The knowledge they had gleaned was already a surprising boon.

With a lead in hand, it was only natural to pursue further investigation.

Enzo departed the small world alone.

The others remained behind, as only Melissa possessed the strength to contend against the inhabitants of Dragons Land. The others would only serve as a hindrance in the outside world.

Upon a small peak, Enzo reappeared once more.

His arrival went unnoticed by others. Before those who were intrigued could arrive, he had already brought Melissa and the others into the small realm. The aura he projected was merely that of someone who had just reached Level 8, a status that, in the vast expanse of Dragons Land, was hardly formidable, causing little to no attention from passersby.

However, the body of Clyde had long since vanished from the ground, seemingly cleared away with intent.