After traveling through time, I want to become a magical omnipotent saint

Alvin was beaten several times in a row, and each time he stood up again, he was unharmed, and his will to fight became stronger and stronger.

Isabella didn't pay much attention to it. She lay down, closed her eyes and listened to the sounds of the fight between the two.

The air was already filled with the stench of burning hair.

While being beaten, Elvin learned how to shake the knife, counterattack, and relay sword attacks. With the help of the enchantment, he had at least several opportunities to maneuver.

The bull-shaped man on the field looked at the little human standing up again and again, and his emotions completely went out of control. After knocking down Erwin, he continued to beat him up with a series of punches.

Erwin had no chance to fight back, like a sandbag, being beaten by the big guy.

Almost ten minutes had passed, Erwin's source of magic power had long been exhausted, and the bull-shaped man was exhausted and panting.

It never thought that after all its efforts, it was unable to cause any harm to a small human.

Erwin finally stood up again, with only anger in his eyes.

He grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand and squeezed it tightly. The entry-level magic sword trembled angrily in his hand.

Silver shadows swayed one after another, and in the battle between the bull-shaped man and the bull, it was Erwin's turn to launch a crazy attack like a storm.

The bull-shaped man lay on the ground with his arms, holding a pair of horns on his head, confronting the sword.

Bang! Bang!

The sword blade kept attacking his horns, and the sparks were like waterfalls, but in the eyes of the angry Elvin, he was not afraid of this head-on confrontation at all.

After an unknown amount of time, the noise on the field finally stopped, and Isabella opened her hazy eyes.

It was discovered that Erwin had severely injured the Bull-Man, and both sides were now exhausted.

Erwin had already overdrawn his magic power, and with his exhausted body, it was already very difficult for him to stand up. Now he only relied on the elementary magic sword to support his body...

Isabella sat on the edge of the stone wall and asked several questions in succession: "Why hasn't the fight been over in such a long time? If it weren't for the protection of the Holy Envoy, would you have hundreds of lives that wouldn't be enough? If only your source of magic power has become stronger, can you really control those powerful forces?"

Erwin took a few breaths in succession: "With my fighting ability, I can definitely handle it. Now I need to become stronger. I have discovered my own shortcomings. Please give me another chance to improve..."

Isabella saw Erwin's unyielding expression, a reluctance in his bones, his eyes were red, and his pleading eyes were very firm.

I think the purpose of doing this has been achieved.

Let him experience pain first, then give him candy, and continue to let him suffer, then he can wake up.

If Elvin was given everything like Ling Yi at the beginning, he would definitely think that powerful strength can be easily obtained. If his mentality becomes inflated in the future, he may not necessarily obey Isabella's orders.

Isabella casts healing magic and restores Erwin to his current state.

After recovering, Erwin held the sword and slashed at the exhausted and seriously injured bull-shaped man...

A few minutes later, a magic core of an elite monster flew into Erwin's body.

Isabella once again infused the monster with magical power that emanated from the air.

A minute later, Erwin gained the characteristics of a bull-shaped man, with a strong physique and lasting output, as well as a firm will.

This time, the strength of his magic source has reached the primary second level.

"You must never tell anyone the secrets here," Isabella warned, "Do you still need to confront the bull-shaped man?"

Erwin knelt down and saluted Isabella like a knight, with his primary magic sword stuck in the ground.

"No... no need. At least I feel strong enough now. I haven't had time to understand my current abilities yet."

Isabella nodded in satisfaction, but still felt a little regretful. Although he had developed his momentum, he still lacked a sense of purpose.

“From now on… can I call you Saint Lady? Whether it is the protection of the Holy Envoy, traveling through space, or giving magic power enhancement, this series of miracles is impossible for mortals to do…”

"...I have been thinking about it all day, and it seems that there is no title more suitable for you than Saint!"

"Well... okay, but from now on, when you are outside, you should just call me Miss Bai Lina. If you keep calling me Saint, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble."

Erwin looked up at Isabella and felt that the girl in front of him, who was smaller than him, became taller in his heart.

Isabella opened the space gap and came to a small tribe of bull-shaped people, with at least fifteen bull-shaped people.

Isabella controlled the First Demon Sword, eliminated all these elite monsters, and began the third infusion of magic power.

A minute later, Erwin's strength reached the intermediate second level. To improve further, he would need the full magic power of more elite monsters.

His current strength is enough for him to deal with most of the masters in the city. In addition, he has the protection of the Holy Envoy and will not be easily bullied by high-level magicians.

Isabella used gravity magic to control the primary magic sword, removed the heads and horns of these bull-shaped men, and put them into the storage void in her left hand.

Then he picked out a pair of the largest black horns and handed them to Erwin.

"That's all for today. I have two hours after lunch tomorrow. I can take you to the blacksmith shop and forge a useful magic sword for you."

"Can it be a scimitar? I've been practicing scimitar since I was a child, and I always subconsciously hold the sword with both hands. After the sword is swung, the gap exposed is too big..."

"Okay," Isabella nodded, "I think I should assign you a new task in a few days. Now it's time to go back to bed. You'd better stay in the B&B and wait for me at noon tomorrow."

Erwin agreed excitedly, followed Isabella into the space gap, and returned to the B&B.

late at night……

At the headquarters of the All-Seeing Eye, an emergency meeting of team leaders was held.

Team A leader Zewaang has a latest report in front of him.

"Our team A has reached the fourth dungeon. That world is filled with sky islands covering dozens of miles in radius. There are countless of these sky islands. We have used more than three hundred guidance ropes..."

"Three hundred? Is that dungeon that big?"

Team D leader Amy Chakula was unconvinced and questioned, "The length of a guide rope is ten kilometers... doesn't that mean... three thousand kilometers?"

"Yes," Zevaon continued, "but this is not the limit of the dungeon. What surprised me was that in the fourth dungeon, our team members actually encountered three red flame flying dragons flying downwards. They were the dragon riders of our empire. After greeting them, I learned that they came to that strange world after a blank white light when they were chasing Higgindale in Leonton City."

After hearing this, everyone in the audience took a deep breath.

Several people began to discuss in low voices what the hell was going on.

"Why did the Empire's Dragon Riders end up in that place?" Mahegera asked, "Is it related to Higgindale's secret technique of space transfer?"

Zewaang nodded, with a confused look in his eyes, and took out a document to circulate among them.

"There's something even stranger. In the fourth dungeon, most of the monsters that appeared were cow-shaped, sheep-shaped, and horse-shaped. These are elite herbivorous monsters. Currently, due to the lack of sufficient guidance ropes, the investigation has been suspended. They have all returned safely to the surface along the same route."

The leader of Team E, Xinmi Andos, asked, "How many more guide ropes are needed? I estimate that there should be more than 200 in the material inventory. Since it will be helpful for exploring the fourth dungeon, I suggest giving them all to Team A..."

"No need for that. The existence of the fourth dungeon is stable. You can just buy more Guidance Ropes. If you give them all to Group A, just to investigate one dungeon, the members in other places who need Guidance Ropes may not be able to complete their tasks."

"There are very few people who can use the Guiding Rope to carry out missions. I suggest that Mr. Zewaang use half of the inventory... to give you 100 pieces. I will find someone to buy a large number of them on a certain day."

"That's fine," Zevaang nodded in thanks, "After investigating for so long, the current clues still lead back to Higgindale. We have repeatedly checked her background and asked her biological mother, but there is no connection between them. Sadly, even the masters of the All-Seeing Eye cannot defeat Higgindale!"

At the end, Zevaang rolled his eyes and looked at Mahegera.

"Having said so much, I now need to seek everyone's opinions. What should we do to catch this key figure, Higgindale? The sudden death of the king-level monster this time may also be caused by her use of space magic."

"She was the one who caused the dragon riders that were chasing us from Orlan Heights to appear in the dungeon on the fourth floor. Team C has investigated several cities in the eastern part of the empire and did not see her. All the clues in these events point to her."

Mahegera questioned.

"That's about it, but the clues about that mysterious woman who suddenly appeared have been lost for a long time..."

Zevaang said, "It doesn't matter if we can't find Higindor. We should try to reduce personnel activities. The exploration of the fourth dungeon will be in the hands of our Group A. It will be enough to mobilize five people. There is nothing more to discuss about today's new intelligence. Let's adjourn the meeting."

Later in the night...

Zevaang was alone in his room, looking at the starry sky outside the window...

There is no shortage of guesswork:

Before the investigation began, there was a mysterious woman, and then two national-level people appeared in the Northern Elf Domain...

A tall and beautiful woman, stronger than Mr. Ronnie!

And that dwarf, how did she know my name? She even warned me to be careful of Group C... Group C was responsible for chasing Higgindale in Levonton...

I seem to know the truth? Could it be that...

No, she couldn't be. After all, she was at the national level. Was her height just a coincidence? The two powerful people had been in the Northland Elf Territory, secretly watched by spies. It was impossible for them to be in Leonton City thousands of miles away at the same time...

Zevaang sighed deeply and murmured, "It seems that I have to go and ask the two of you about the situation in person. Maybe they have a close connection with Higgindale."