Chapter 603 Cats, Cats, and Cats!

well!

A sigh came from behind.

Full of helplessness.

Even more with a hint of exhaustion.

"You don't have to be like this. Aiolia is an asshole and you are a good girl."

There was a hint of retention in that slightly old voice.

Mimi laughed.

"Yes, I know I am a good girl, so I have to clean up the mess for Aiolia - this bastard is arrogant and always wants to surpass the 'Tenth Level of God'.

Yes, he did it!

But does this bastard think everyone is as talented as him?

It is already difficult to reach the tenth level of the gods.

Seventeenth level beyond the 'Tenth Level of Ascension to God'...

I'm afraid no one can set foot on it, right? "

Mimi touched her beloved pipe and murmured softly.

“He created the seventeenth level.

But it only makes sense if someone steps on it!

Therefore, I have to let people step onto the 'seventeenth' level! "

After saying that, Mimi threw the pipe vigorously.

The 'Food Qi' contained like a tsunami erupted at this moment.

Mimi took a deep breath.

Just like a whale sucking water, it sucked all the 'breath of food' into its belly.

Immediately, a layer of force field defense was mixed on the [Physique].

Then, Mimi patted her belly.

The food stored in the stomach pouch burned rapidly.

Suddenly, Mimi's aura began to rise.

One level after another, one level at a time, until——

‘Climb the steps’!

Climb the 'Seventeenth Level'!

Mimi stepped forward. When it stepped onto the first step...

cough!

A low cough.

Blood spilled.

“You bastard, is this something a normal person can embark on?

This kind of backlash, you guys are really being ridiculous! "

Saying these words, Mimi suddenly slapped her belly again, and the food hidden in the other four stomach pouches in her body began to burn rapidly.

Immediately, Mimi's breath went up to a higher level.

It takes another step upward.

Second level!

Whoops, whoops!

Mimi panted heavily.

This time it wasn't just coughing up blood.

Mimi's mouth, nose, eyes, ears, and orifices began to bleed.

Feeling that completely unimaginable burden, Mimi couldn't imagine what kind of talent could step onto this 'seventeenth level'.

‘Unless there is some unexpected force to withstand and dissolve the backlash of each step!

But most secret techniques and rituals cannot be done!

so……

I have to go up two more levels and bear more backlash for those who come after me. ’

Thinking in her heart, Mimi continued to move upward.

"Asshole, I really want to slap you!"

Mimi roared, and her bloated figure began to become slender.

All the food in its five stomach pouches was burned away.

You can only burn your own fat.

And the pain of this process was far beyond Mimi's imagination.

Without any hesitation, Mimi cursed Aiolia.

One more step...

Level three!

Mimi stepped onto the third level, and the invisible backlash had already made her bones creak, her internal organs began to rupture, and the pain was ten times greater than before.

But Mimi still wants to take it to the next level.

Level four is Mimi’s goal.

As long as the latecomers can smoothly step onto the fourth level, they will have a certain ability to protect themselves.

It wants to clear away the thorns for the successor of Aioria.

This is the cat's repayment.

besides--

Cats are proud.

You saved me.

I want to repay you.

But you must owe me something.

otherwise……

How can I be willing to do this?

Mimi took a deep breath and shouted——

"What you owe me will never be repaid in the next lifetime!"

The shouts echoed.

boom!

Mimi's entire body was shattered into pieces, with flesh and blood flowing downwards and evaporating rapidly.

At this point, there are no longer any obstacles to the first, second, third and fourth steps before the 'Seventeenth Step'.

The old man watched all this silently.

There was deep sadness in his eyes.

“Don’t you two guys know that they need to support the elderly?

Two more of my friends are missing. "

Saying such words, Herc suddenly smiled.

"You two bastards, do you think I will be sad?

Do you think I will feel sorry for myself like a helpless old man?

Oh, how is that possible!

I am Herc!

You still want to leave me behind, how is that possible! "

The old man said this, took a deep breath, took out the paintbrush he carried with him and began to write and draw frantically. After a while, a colorful painting of a fat orange weighing down the bed appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the old man added some 'preference settings' to the painting.

“Not just anyone can be the successor of you two guys.

He or she or it must meet the requirements. "

After saying that, the old man picked up a potion and poured it on.

After doing all this, the old man folded the colored pencil drawing into a paper airplane, yelled in his mouth, and threw it out with all his strength.

The paper airplane flew higher and faster.

finally--

Snapped!

It hit Arthur between the eyebrows and fell into his hand.

Arthur lowered his head and looked at the new 'Entry Map'.

No!

To be precise, it’s the ‘ladder to climb’!

The words in front of him began to swarm in——

[Stairway to the Seventeenth Step, judging...]

[Possessing the ritual of the Orange Great, judging passed! ]

[Not possessing the Cat's Nest, judging failed! ]

[Not possessing the Dragon's Horn, judging failed! ]

[Not possessing the Tiger's Claw, judging failed! ]

[Not possessing the Violent Bear's Courage, judging failed! ]

[Not possessing the Dire Wolf's Ear, judging failed! ]

[The Orange Great ritual has not reached a high level, is 30,000 XP points insufficient? ]

…

[The Orange Great ritual, judging...]

[Physique, judging passed! ]

[Spirituality, judging passed! ]

[Judgment that the Orange Great ritual can reach the extreme, should 99,999 XP points be used to push it to the extreme? ]

…

Arthur looked at the words in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

This time, Arthur did not lament that he needed more XP.

Even though it was much more than he thought.

He did not care about the necessary materials such as 'cat bed', 'dragon horn', 'tiger claw', 'bear gall', 'wolf ear', etc.

He just recalled Mimi.

Or rather...

Mimi's eyes.

Deep blue eyes.

Eyes exactly the same as Malinda's.

'Am I overthinking? '

Arthur thought so, and his mouth even curled up, revealing a self-joking look, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of scrutiny that was difficult to detect.

Even this trace of scrutiny was fleeting.

Then, Arthur looked at Pendragon very naturally, with worry and expectation on his face, and his voice was mixed with a trace of tremor——

"Pan, how do you feel?"