Chapter 148 The Strongest Imprint

As the last wisp of black mist dissipated, the corridor on the fifth basement level of Herlome Prison returned to its former tranquility.

The previous battle seemed like a fleeting nightmare. Now, only the Great Poet of Love stood alone in this vast and quiet corridor, surrounded by silent stone walls and the dim light of inscribed lamps.

He silently felt the imprint he had just acquired.

And after obtaining three imprints, a certain degree of change seemed to have occurred within his soul.

It was somewhat similar to the side effects of humans overusing demonic magical runes.

As for the [Hopeless Imprint], it could be said to be the strongest of the three Great Demon imprints he had obtained so far.

It was almost useless for pure mages, but it would be very effective for mages who liked to use summons.

His four epic summons, the [Great Poet of Love], [Radiant Virtue], [Wonderful Notes], and [Nuclear Fusion Wolf], all received the enhancement of the [Hopeless Imprint]. Although the increase was not significant, the [Hopeless Imprint] only took up one level of soul space, making it an absolute super-strong imprint.

Indeed, the demon race was very easy to gauge in terms of strength. You could tell whether a Great Demon was useful at a glance from their imprint.

In the future, there was one imprint he absolutely could not take.

With the Great Demon trial coming to an end, Lanchi looked at Warden Melissa, who had completely fainted on the ground.

While chatting with the phantom Great Poet of Love, he had already used his wristband to call for Herlome Prison's emergency services, thinking they would arrive soon.

The basic levels of Herlome Prison had a special emergency department. Dedicated medical personnel and healing practitioners could rush to any level, but they could not venture too deep into the dangerous areas of the prison. Once they exceeded a safe distance, Herlome Prison would no longer be responsible for their rescue.

The location where Lanchi and Warden Melissa were located was the deepest point that Herlome Prison's emergency services could reach.

"It's a good thing I stopped her here earlier, otherwise, with the Great Poet of Love's strength, there would have been no way to carry her back."

The Great Poet of Love sighed.

He didn't wait long in place. Urgent footsteps finally came from the corridor near the entrance teleportation hall behind him.

Turning around, he saw that the Herlome emergency department personnel had quickly arrived, carrying rescue equipment.

After nodding to the Great Poet of Love, the medical team's paramedics quickly came to Warden Melissa's side. They acted professionally, quickly assessed Warden Melissa's condition, and steadily lifted her onto a medical stretcher.

According to their assessment, Warden Melissa's vital signs were not in danger.

However, Warden Melissa's appearance was strange, a little too disturbing to look at directly.

Out of duty, the head medic still decided to ask the black-haired, green-eyed girl who had summoned them.

"Thank you very much for your timely rescue. May I ask, do you know what happened to Warden Melissa?"

"I think she was overworked on this fifth basement level, which led to some psychological stress that she couldn't confide in anyone, and now she has finally reached her breaking point."

The Great Poet of Love replied with a gentle smile.

Naturally, he would not tell others about Warden Melissa's privacy.

"Understood."

The head medic nodded, stroking his chin.

Based on their deductions, Warden Melissa did seem to have suffered some kind of mental shock.

They hadn't realized that Miss Melissa, the high-altitude flower, was suffering so much pain, and almost had an accident.

"Also, after she's been healed, please tell her that if she wants to seek psychological counseling, she can go to the Redmonde Building at the Protoss Royal Magic Academy. Appointments are available every Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday, from 2:00 PM to 5:00 PM. As for whether she's willing, it's entirely up to her."

The Great Poet of Love thought for a moment and said to the head medic.

"No problem, we will definitely pass on your message."

The head medic replied, and the medical team began to prepare to leave. They carefully pushed the medical stretcher with the female knight lying on it, and left along the corridor.

The Great Poet of Love stood silently in place until their figures disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

He turned gently and continued to walk towards the target exit teleportation hall. Now this level of the prison was just a maze that was a little far away.

…

Half an hour later.

In the center of the fifth basement level exit teleportation hall, four intern guards stood quietly, their eyes constantly scanning the maze outside the hall, waiting for the last companion.

Due to the separation caused by the fourth basement level teleportation gate, they had all come to the agreed location to meet.

The first to arrive at the exit teleportation hall was Antanas, the Great Demon who had already transformed into a human. Her characteristic was that of a defensive mage, and phantoms couldn't pose much of a threat to her. She avoided them all the way and arrived at the exit teleportation hall.

Hyperion was even more adept at running away, and the phantoms couldn't catch up with her at all.

They waited for a while in the exit teleportation hall, and two Overlord Priests also arrived.

The Great Poet of Love himself had the worst foot strength and physical strength, so it seemed that his starting position was also very far away.

"Are you worried about her?"

Antanas leaned against the nearby wall, her posture appearing relatively relaxed, because she, who had regained her freedom, was a rampant eighth-level powerhouse.

She watched Hyperion's expression, her tone carrying a hint of concern.

In her opinion, the feelings between these sisters could be said to be quite good. As soon as they were separated, they only thought about each other.

"I am a little worried, but..."

Hyperion's words were intermittent. As she spoke, her gaze was constantly scanning the maze corridors outside the hall, searching for the trace of the black-haired, green-eyed figure.

Although the surrounding hall was dim, their voices sounded particularly clear in the silence.

Not long ago, she had just seen a new notification on her wristband. Due to the temporary illness of the fifth basement level warden, the intern guard assessment for the current level had been adjusted. Intern guards could go directly from the fifth basement level to the sixth basement level without continuing the current level's assessment.

This sense of déjà vu made Hyperion very afraid that Lanchi had encountered the warden, and then started fighting with the warden because they didn't agree with each other, and then harmed the warden.

Hyperion didn't dare to make any wild predictions, she was just scared in her heart.

After a period of anxious waiting, a black-haired, green-eyed figure gradually appeared on the corridor outside the teleportation hall.

The Great Poet of Love entered the teleportation hall unhurriedly. When he saw Hyperion, his slightly tired emerald eyes clearly lit up a bit, as if he had found a navigation system and finally didn't have to try to find his own way.

"I can see the list of prisoners on this level now."

He came to Hyperion's side and said with a smile.

The others must have been waiting for him for a long time.

Next, the ultimate goal on this fifth basement level of Herlome Prison was to find the second Great Demon imprisoned here.

(End of chapter)