The question came very abruptly.
The four of them exchanged glances.
In the end, Ruger, who had the strongest defense, answered in a rumbling voice:
“It depends on who is attacking.”
“If it's someone at Lady Crimson Thorn's level, I can endure for ten seconds.”
“But if it's one of those Apexes lurking in the deepest depths...”
He didn't finish, but his meaning was obvious.
He would be obliterated instantly.
Hugh added coldly:
“Back then, that top-tier Night Elf assassin was only able to pass through because of sheer luck. He didn't run into any of the Apexes.”
“Those entities... once brought about the end of a High-tier Epic Demon King.”
“And they did it before the other party could even react.”
“Torn to shreds within three seconds.”
At the mention of this, a trace of satisfaction flickered across the faces of the four.
Even though a long time had passed, the destruction of that Demon King still brought them a sense of relief.
The reason Lin Gui asked about their strength was precisely because of that counterintuitive principle.
The stronger the team, the more troublesome it actually was to cross certain forbidden zones.
The warriors who could support Gusion were naturally terrifyingly powerful.
This lineup was something even the Carter Royal Capital at its peak could not assemble.
And Lin Gui knew that the Legendaries of Avalon were definitely not limited to the three in front of him.
He guessed the total number might exceed ten, and that wasn't even counting Roger on the outside.
Though Avalon was small, it was teeming with martial power.
Having great strength was a good thing.
But for crossing the Wailing Corridor, it meant a much greater risk.
Lin Gui could almost foresee how many terrifying existences would lock their gazes onto them once they entered.
It seemed he couldn't sneak in quietly for a distance and then accelerate like he did when he first came.
Having figured everything out, Lin Gui clapped his hands.
“Alright, my lords, prepare to cross.”
As soon as he finished speaking...
...the oddly shaped, narrow flying vessel appeared out of thin air on the empty ground.
“?!”
Morpheus and the other three were all startled.
The flying vessel had appeared too abruptly.
It was as if it had been parked there all along, and they just couldn't see it.
The four quickly exchanged glances, all seeing the suppressed excitement in each other's eyes.
They had misunderstood.
They assumed Lin Gui had used that legendary "concealment artifact."
—He really did have it!
Morpheus immediately gestured with his eyes for the others to restrain themselves and not show any greed.
Kilian coughed to cover his surprise.
“Ahem... Young Mage, your mastery of concealment magic is truly profound.”
“Even at such close proximity, we didn't sense a single thing.”
Lin Gui was dumbfounded.
In a way, had the Sage hit the mark by accident?
He didn't have a "divine artifact," but the concealment level of the Shroud of the Gloomy Night was indeed so high that they couldn't see through it.
After all, over the past few days, he had often hovered in the air to observe them, and these powerhouses had been completely oblivious.
Only the Demon King Pillar could sense him, but because his strength was "too weak," it hadn't triggered any alarms.
“Ahem, it's alright. I can't compare to you lords.”
Lin Gui waved his hand.
“Alright, get on the flying vessel. You wouldn't want to travel on foot, would you?”
Only then did Morpheus and the others carefully size up the flying vessel.
Soon, they noticed a problem.
There were only three seats on the flying vessel.
But there were six people in total, including Eve and Lin Gui.
Particularly the barbarian Ruger, whose tall stature was like an iron tower.
He looked at the petite vessel and couldn't help but complain:
“This little thing... there's no way we can all fit.”
While he was complaining, Lin Gui fished out bundles of ropes from somewhere.
Seeing this, Eve, who was standing nearby, had a rather strange expression.
Those seemed to be... the special steel-wrapped cords that Theia had used to tie up Lin Gui before?
Lin Gui held the cords and smiled mischievously at the puzzled Legendaries.
“I might have to ask you lords to bear with some discomfort.”
Would several Legendaries just submit like this?
Of course not.
“No way!” Ruger was the first to object. “This will restrict our movements!”
“If we run into an accident, it will be hard for us to react in time,” Hugh added coldly.
Lin Gui simply weighed the steel-wrapped cords in his hand and said unhurriedly:
“I seem to... also quite miss that elf back home giving me a 'gentle' massage.”
The corners of Morpheus and the others' mouths twitched in unison.
Kilian stepped in to smooth things over at the right moment:
“Ahem, esteemed Young Mage, ropes will indeed hinder our ability to exert force.”
“To be frank, with our strength, breaking these cords is not difficult.”
“But in the Wailing Corridor, a difference of a few seconds is a matter of life and death.”
Lin Gui sighed, looking quite helpless.
“I don't want to do this either.”
“But my concealment magic... has a limited range.”
“It needs to be activated on the flying vessel.”
“So I must 'bind' everyone within the vessel's range. Otherwise, we'll easily be exposed.”
With that, his mind stirred.
【Shroud of the Gloomy Night】 activated silently, and the flying vessel instantly vanished from everyone's vision and perception.
It was as if it had evaporated on the spot.
A few seconds later, it reappeared.
Proving with facts the concealment effect of the "artifact" equipped on the flying vessel.
Witnessing this near-miraculous concealment ability with their own eyes, Morpheus and the other three fell silent.
They exchanged a few glances and finally nodded slowly.
Agreeing to this seemingly absurd proposal.
The flying vessel slowly floated into the air.
The three Legendary warriors were firmly secured to the exterior of the flying vessel by the special steel-wrapped cords.
Ruger was bound underneath the flying vessel, acting like a chassis armor.
Hugh was fixed to the left, and Kilian to the right.
They had literally become the flying vessel's “human shields.”
The protective qi of Legendary powerhouses was far sturdier than the flying vessel's own armor.
Lin Gui turned his head to look at Morpheus, who was sitting in the only seat in the back row.
“Lord Morpheus, please fasten your seatbelt and hold tightly onto the handrails on both sides.”
Morpheus nodded and complied, but then his brow furrowed.
A seatbelt?
Why did he need to fasten it so securely?
Before he could figure it out, Eve in the front row had already nimbly fastened her seatbelt.
Then, she leaned forward and tightly hugged Lin Gui's waist.
Her eyes were squeezed shut, as if she were about to face something terrifying.
Morpheus: “???”
Although the Wailing Corridor was indeed terrifying, Morpheus just felt like something was off.
And right at this moment—
“Swish!”
A faint sound of breaking air came from behind.
A headless arrow flew precisely toward the flying vessel.
Hugh, secured to the side, raised his eyes, and his arm shot out like a phantom.
He easily caught the arrow in his hand.
A small scroll of thin paper was wrapped around the shaft.
Hugh smiled, and with a flick of his wrist, the arrow landed lightly on Lin Gui's lap.
“Here, sent by your wife.”
Lin Gui picked up the scroll of paper and unrolled it.
There was only a single line of slightly messy but forcefully written small characters on it:
“If you dare not come back, I'll go look for you. I'll chase you to the ends of the earth and tie you back!”
“I'll lock you in the basement and make you father a hundred and eighty little elves before you're allowed to come out!”
He turned his head and looked in the direction of Avalon's city wall.
A beautiful figure was standing quietly behind a battlement.
Her silver hair fluttered gently in the breeze, and her crimson eyes seemed to pierce through the distance, locking firmly onto him.
Lin Gui smiled and waved his hand vigorously in her direction.
Afterward, he hesitated no longer.
He activated the flying vessel, turning it into a streak of light.
Carrying the six of them, it plunged fiercely into the churning grayish-white fog ahead.
On top of the city wall.
Theia gazed in the direction where the flying vessel had disappeared, remaining motionless for a very long time.
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