As the single golden ancient Elven character took shape, Wu Ge’s fingers, nimble and graceful as a sword’s dance, traced twelve more ancient Elven characters in azure blue, swirling slowly around the central golden character like a moon attended by stars. It was profound and mystical, seemingly encapsulating the vibrant life force of nature itself.

Next, it was time to invite the complete soul-coconut version of the Octopus Eggs into the fold. Fang Senyan, having an excellent memory, remembered the procedure from their previous attempt. He skillfully guided the egg close to the cluster of ancient Elven script, skipping the step where Sister Wu Ge would have used mental power to make it hover.

Under the ring of Elven script, the coconut-sized octopus eggshell gradually turned transparent. Inside, a miniature, tiny version of the Haichimga Octopus became visible. Although its eyes were still closed, its frantic tentacle struggles were futile against the suppression of the ancient Elven script.

Soon, the tiny octopus within the shell began to stiffen, then slowly dispersed into specks of pale blue particles. These particles did not dissipate into smoke; instead, they directly affixed themselves onto the thirteen Elven characters hovering in the air. Gradually, the central golden character began to expand in volume, while the surfaces of the other twelve azure characters were slowly plated with gold. Once the egg had completely vanished, Wu Ge took a deep breath, and the thirteen entirely golden ancient Elven characters flew into her mouth.

The Elven girl closed her eyes, and Fang Senyan felt her aura shifting rapidly. If before she was like the tender new sprout of early spring just reaching the branch, now she possessed the restrained fragrance of late spring transitioning into early summer. At first glance, she appeared as lush, stately foliage, and one had to look closely to perceive the scattered blossoms hidden between the leaves. Clearly, her power had advanced again, completely self-contained and effortlessly controlled.

Fang Senyan urged Wu Ge to continue absorbing, but she shook her head helplessly. This was the limit. Wu Ge was, after all, only a newly awakened Dawn Elf, and her current strength rivaled that of a Dawn Elf who had cultivated for a full twenty years. Pushing for further advancement now would only be detrimental.

The absorption process for Fang Senyan and Jiao Shi became much simpler afterward. Wu Ge opened her small mouth, and the thirteen golden ancient divine characters floated out directly, circling around her like docile servants, no writing required. With their assistance, Fang Senyan and Jiao Shi easily absorbed the remaining two giant coconut eggs.

This time, both Fang Senyan and Jiao Shi benefited greatly. They gained all their base stats, plus an extra permanent boost of 50 to their maximum Health and MP. Of course, this benefit only applied to the first ingestion; otherwise, if they simply found more eggs below and gorged themselves, Fang Senyan and Jiao Shi would dominate all stats within half an hour.

It is worth noting that Jiao Shi nearly confused the order of consumption. If he had absorbed the giant coconut egg first, and then absorbed the egg Fang Senyan had picked up, there would have been no effect, resulting in a total loss of stat benefits. If Wu Ge hadn't reminded him, Jiao Shi would have been left sighing in regret, forced to accept the loss.

Seeing Wu Ge’s strength increase again, Fang Senyan couldn't help but ask: “How powerful have you become now? How do you compare to the Beastman Leader, Luz?”

Sister Wu Ge had almost been overpowered by the Beastmen earlier, and despite transitioning to a Dawn Elf and gaining several fortunate breakthroughs to level up, the intense psychological shadow persisted, especially concerning the Beastman Leader Luz. After all, his strength had even taken down members of the Ring-Guard contingent. Thus, Sister Wu Ge remained silent, looking at Fang Senyan with a pitiful gaze. Fang Senyan rubbed his forehead and sighed: “Alright, then dealing with a regular Beastman is no problem?”

This time, Sister Wu Ge nodded timidly. Although she possessed some knowledge and experience from her previous life, in this life, she was merely an Elf who had just passed her coming-of-age ceremony, so she often displayed a certain immaturity.

Fang Senyan's eyes lit up: “If you can handle five Beastmen at once, then we have a chance… Hey, hey, why that expression? Alright, alright, five is a bit difficult. How about three?” “Still shaking your head? Two?” “What? You mean we can handle two together…”

Sister Wu Ge was still judging them based on yesterday’s standards. She didn’t realize that both he and Jiao Shi were currently running stark naked without any equipment bonuses. Although they had gained some benefits now, it was nowhere near their peak state when fully geared.

Fang Senyan let out a long sigh. He then noticed several colossal Tentacle Monsters being escorted by Half-Beastmen and Beastmen below. In his eyes, these creatures resembled octopus-shaped walking siege engines with zero blind spots and free status ailment dispersal cannons. The slight thought he had of fighting their way out was instantly extinguished. He could only do what he least wanted to: leave it to fate and wait to see how events unfolded.

Since the path forward was blocked, Fang Senyan had to look for opportunities on the retreat. Although the strength of the three of them had increased, compared to the two Legendary beings, they had merely evolved from ants to crickets—still equally susceptible to being crushed underfoot. It was precisely because of their relatively low power that they weren't taken seriously, allowing them a slim chance to snatch benefits from the ongoing conflict.

Unexpectedly, as Fang Senyan cautiously approached the mountain belly, he felt the temperature inside had risen considerably. Looking again, he saw that the Haichimga, though covered in wounds, had retreated to the edge of the underground lake in the western part of the cavern. It rested two tentacles in the water and refused to yield another step, seemingly determined to fight to the death to protect its eggs. Two of its tentacles were severed, their muscle fibers twitching ceaselessly. However, the flames on the surface of the Balrog’s body also appeared faint and unsteady, no longer blazing fiercely, suggesting a mutual, costly struggle.

But Fang Senyan harbored no fantasies of the two divine beasts engaging in a bitter fight to the death, leading to both being heavily wounded, then the protagonist swooping in for the final blow, leveling up massively while collecting artifact sets to woo maidens—those seeking such plots should look up the novel Online Game Dragon Slaying Wizard on Baidu.com. All he sought was an opportunity for the three of them to escape.

Regrettably, just as Fang Senyan poked his head out, the Balrog suddenly lunged toward the octopus, displaying an overwhelming, mountain-crushing momentum. Even the air rushing toward Fang Senyan became scorching hot. The Haichimga Octopus shrieked, and the sound waves emanating from its parrot-like beak were almost physical, causing Fang Senyan dizziness. Its two thickest arms shot out like javelins, piercing deep into the core body of its formidable adversary.

The Balrog’s central core was instantly pierced, but amid the swirling flames, two deep voids were revealed where the spears struck.

The Balrog’s physical form instantly shifted and relocated.

Meanwhile, the Flame Whip in the Balrog’s hand swung down heavily toward the Haichimga… On the ground before them, it was clear that the flames on its whip momentarily dissolved entirely, separating into pieces. The fire whip instantly transformed into a sinister, dark bone whip. The previously connected flames simultaneously morphed into thousands of fire sprites, which instantly burst into loud laughter and dove underground…

The rocky floor, which had been somewhat damp, immediately developed large, cracked fissures. From these cracks, a terrifying red light, akin to molten lava, surged forth. In that instant, the entire floor of the cavern was overlaid with an expansive, intersecting network of red molten lava.

Fang Senyan’s pupils contracted instantly. He now clearly discerned the Balrog’s intent… This old demon’s goal was clearly not to attack the Haichimga. The Balrog apparently knew well that even if it was stronger than the giant octopus, killing it by the water's edge was impossible.

Therefore, the old immortal’s objective was simple: Why did the Haichimga come to this mountain belly? Clearly, it was to lay eggs and propagate its offspring. By destroying this event, the Haichimga couldn't possibly remain here forever.

The fiercely blazing lava network rapidly spread towards the surrounding stone walls. Once the Haichimga eggs entered the second stage—the size of an orange—they required geothermal heat for incubation and had to maintain contact with the ground. The Balrog, controlling its flames, instantly engulfed every egg touching the surface.

Each flame seemed like a clone of the Haichimga, greedily and frantically scorching every egg. This was an attack originating deep within the soul. How could the fragile eggs withstand the Balrog’s full, insane strike? Instantly, the life force of all the eggs was severed.

Fang Senyan immediately understood why the Haichimga eggs he had collected outside possessed that strange, destructive burning intent within them—it turned out the Balrog had tampered with them.

The giant octopus Haichimga, its offspring brutally slaughtered, was utterly enraged, casting aside all caution. It violently retreated, shrinking completely back into the underground lake behind it, stirring up a monstrous wave. In the next second, the water level of the underground lake instantly dropped by nearly three meters. The lake surface churned violently, and in the following second, a crystal-clear wall of water, seven or eight meters high, surged upward!