The Absolute Godspeed of Infinite Worlds

The expressions of everyone turned grim as they observed the squirming green caterpillars blocking the entrance to the 59th floor.

"There are countless caterpillars inside—no one knows exactly how many. Lefiya used magic to bombard the area, but shortly after clearing them out, those monsters filled the space again," Eiji explained to Finn, recounting their earlier situation.

They had tried their best here, but breaking through the swarm of worms proved impossible, forcing them to retreat to the center of the floor and engage in a fierce battle with the monsters.

"Just as I thought—the same as what we encountered," Finn murmured with a nod.

"The same?"

"Yes. When we broke through the upper floors, we faced the same situation—large numbers of caterpillars gathered at every entrance. We only managed to push through thanks to Riveria's magic."

"Why are there so many new types of monsters?" Gareth muttered, baffled.

And why were they all concentrated at the floor entrances?

"There's definitely something wrong here," Finn said, biting his right thumb, though his expression remained composed.

"But that's no reason to stop. Right now, our only goal is to break through these obstacles and reach the 59th floor. The answers we need should be there—that's what my intuition tells me."

Hearing this, the others instinctively nodded.

Hesitating here wouldn't help. Only by moving forward could they find the truth.

"Look there!" Ais suddenly tensed, pointing toward the mass of worms.

"On that largest worm... is that a person?"

Shocked, everyone turned their gazes in that direction.

Squinting, they indeed spotted a figure—one that would have gone unnoticed without careful observation.

Clad entirely in a purple cloak, the figure wore a bizarre patterned mask over their face, with silver gauntlets and boots covering their limbs, leaving no part of them exposed.

"A human in a place like this?"

"Could they be remnants of the Evilus faction?"

"Why are they sitting on a worm's head?"

Tiona and the others were stunned.

This hellish 58th floor—in all of present-day Orario, only the Freya Familia and Loki Familia had the capability to reach it. The idea of encountering someone else here was beyond imagination.

As if sensing the Loki Familia's stares, the masked figure stood up from the worm's head.

Then, with a wave of their hand—

The worms shifted their positions, forming orderly, stair-like ranks.

"Attack."

The voice was distorted, layered with multiple tones, making it impossible to discern whether it belonged to a man or a woman.

The next instant, the monsters surged forward in unison.

They charged toward the Loki Familia like an overwhelming army!

"Wha—?!"

"Is that guy a tamer like the red-haired woman?!"

"Raul, Narvi, bring out the magic swords!" Finn barked.

Pale-faced from terror, Raul and Narvi hastily retrieved their backpacks, pulling out over a dozen short swords of varying colors.

"Riveria, prepare your magic!"

"Understood!"

"Everyone else, engage with magic swords or bows if possible! Do not let the corrosive fluid touch you!"

"Yes!"

Although the situation was unclear, the masked individuals were clearly their enemies.

At Finn's command, the executives swiftly took magic swords and bows from the supporters.

In an instant.

Flames, lightning, and various other phenomena assaulted the worm army.

Under the scorching flames and crackling lightning, the leading worms quickly turned to ashes, leaving behind colorful magic stones.

Everyone wielded a variety of weapons, from whose tips different phenomena continuously erupted—these were the weapons known as magic swords.

In short, they were special armaments capable of unleashing attacks akin to magic.

Compared to magic, which required lengthy incantations, magic swords could be activated instantly without any preparation, far surpassing magic in convenience, though their power paled in comparison.

Crack!

But less than half a minute later.

With a crisp sound, the magic sword in Tiona's hand developed numerous cracks before shattering violently.

"Raul, give me another one!"

Tiona shouted, and Raul hurriedly handed her a new magic sword.

"The downside of magic swords is such a pain!"

Eiji held two differently colored magic swords, one in each hand.

With each swing, pillars of fire and golden lightning roared from the blades, claiming the lives of several worm monsters.

But like Tiona, the magic swords in his hands gradually turned hollow.

As cracks began to appear on the blades, his expression grew increasingly grim.

This was the major drawback of magic swords.

Magic swords had a limited lifespan. Once the power stored within them was completely exhausted, they would die, crumbling into fragments—essentially making them disposable items.

With a thought, the two hollowed-out magic swords vanished, and two identical ones appeared in his hands again.

Thus, Eiji couldn't push the magic swords to their limits, as their destruction would deal a severe blow to his spirit. He had to discard them before their power was fully depleted.

Then, he would summon new magic swords with fresh spirit equipment.

"Hey, Eiji, where did you get those magic swords?"

"Bought them!"

"But where are you pulling them from?"

"Now's really the time to ask that?"

Tiona stared at him with intense curiosity.

Eiji hadn't taken a single magic sword from Raul, yet he kept producing new ones himself.

Moreover, his expression fluctuated dramatically—each time a magic sword neared its limit, his face twisted in discomfort, only to brighten when he drew a new one, then darken again as the sword's power waned.

It was downright eerie!

Finn, overseeing the battlefield, noticed the commotion.

He gave Eiji a peculiar look, his expression thoughtful.

Under the relentless barrage of magic swords and arrows, the worms failed to close in on the group, and the corrosive fluids were dodged from a distance.

"—Fimbulvetr!"

Finally, the elven royalty completed her chant.

Several massive ice tornadoes radiated outward from Riveria, bypassing her allies to freeze the encroaching worm monsters solid, inside and out!

In the blink of an eye, the area within hundreds of meters transformed into a world of ice.

Countless worm monsters became ice sculptures, immobilized within the frost.

"Brilliant!"

"Incredible!"

Cheers erupted from the group.

Eiji was also nodding to himself in secret.

Indeed, the power of a magic sword was far from comparable to genuine magic.

If the replicated magic sword he had could possess even half the might of Riveria's, that would be absolutely perfect.

Still, it was fortunate that he now had some means of magical attack, which helped compensate for his shortcomings.

"What about that masked man?"

Bert's expression turned irritable as he glanced toward the staircase.

But there was no trace of the masked figure to be found.

He had already fled long before Riveria unleashed her magic.