This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 199 The Horror Story of the Transcendent Demon

Nie Weiyang's comment was like a cold switch. The moment the words left his mouth, he moved.

There was no hesitation, no probing, not even any attempt to adapt to the environment. He was like a liquidation process thrown into a malfunctioning machine, with the sole objective of elimination.

Zhenhui was held behind his back by his sword, which transformed into a white lightning bolt tearing through the polluted air, burning with a fiery brilliance. He shot towards the towering, twisted, and eerie demonic complex like a cannonball!
The first demon blocking the way was wielding a magic-powered saw axe. It had barely let out a battle cry when a blazing white but cold longsword pierced through its gaping maw and emerged from the back of its head!
Nie Weiyang flicked his wrist, and a burst of light erupted, causing the demon's head to explode like a rotten watermelon!

Without even stopping, he used the momentum of his charge to kick over a small demon who was trying to raise an energy rifle, and then slashed down with his longsword, cutting the demon and his weapon in two, splattering blood everywhere!

Slaughter, efficient, precise, and ruthless to the extreme.

Demons surged forth like a tidal wave, roaring, spewing acid, wielding enchanted weapons, and firing beams of energy. Yet Nie Weiyang's figure was like a ghost, always finding a gap in the densest barrage of fire. With each flash of his longsword, a demon would fall with a howl, undergoing purification.

The building twisted and changed, trying to trap him; the ground suddenly collapsed into a viscous swamp of flesh and blood, and countless tentacles hung from the ceiling, coiling and trying to strangle their prey...

But none of this could stop him.

He slammed a demon into a sudden crack in the ground, his shield deflecting the attack. The attached energy shield strangely rebounded a beam of light, shattering its original owner. He then grabbed a dangling tentacle, swung across a pool of acid, and precisely hurled his longsword through the air, pinning a warlock demon channeling area-of-effect magic to a wall in the distance!
Nie Weiyang leaped across the lava pool, landed and tumbled, then waved to recall his weapon.

His spiritual power was restrained yet immense, like a bottomless ocean, firmly anchoring his consciousness and allowing him to maintain absolute clarity and action in this wildly changing world.

Gammaly Quinn's attempts to disrupt the mind and corrupt desires crashed into this sea of ​​light, failing to even create a ripple.

The malicious pleasure on Gammaly Quinn's face gradually disappeared.

Instead, there was astonishment and a spreading... fear.

"How can it be……?"

It watched as the silver-armored figure rampaged through its territory, destroying everything it had painstakingly constructed like a hot knife through butter.

When direct attacks proved ineffective, it began frantically mobilizing its forces, commanding its four most powerful elite demons in the illusion—'Skullcrusher,' 'Plague Spreader,' 'Shadow Weaver,' and 'Iron Overseer'—each leading their elite legions to hold their ground in the surrounding buildings.

Through the eyepiece worn on the elite demon's head, which was connected to its vision, it stared intently at the battlefield.

Then, it saw the calamity descend.

The skullcrusher, wielding a mountain-sized hammer, roared as he charged, only to be dodged by Nie Weiyang with a seemingly impossible low slide tackle. His longsword sliced ​​the skull open from the groin to the head! Holy light purified every inch of the filthy flesh!
The plague spreaders hid behind layers of guards, spewing deadly clouds of poison that covered the battlefield. Nie Weiyang, however, didn't approach. He abruptly plunged his spear into the ground, gripped his sword with both hands, and unleashed a massive beam of light that cleaved the heavens and earth!

The Shadow Weaver slithered through the shadows, launching a deadly backstab. But just before its dagger touched Nie Weiyang's armor, Nie Weiyang, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, precisely sidestepped, his left hand gripping the weaver's wrist like an iron clamp, while his right elbow slammed into the weaver's spine with a crisp cracking sound. Then, his longsword lashed out, pinning the weaver to the ground!

The Iron Overseer, commanding the most disciplined squad of magic-powered mechs, advanced steadily in an ironclad line. Nie Weiyang, however, charged straight into their midst! His longsword tore the smaller mechs apart like cattle, specifically targeting energy pipelines and exposed joints, triggering a series of secondary explosions in the simulated environment.

The elite phantom was thrown into the air by the explosion. Before it even hit the ground, a beam of white light pierced its chest and shattered it into pieces!

One after another, its proudest phantoms, its powerful elites, were as fragile as paper before that paladin, easily, efficiently, and even with a certain outrageous procedural quality, destroyed one by one!

"How is this possible!" Gammaly Quinn felt like he was having a nightmare: "How could you possibly know their weaknesses! How could your power in the illusion be so strong!"

This was definitely a backup plan by Administrator Number Two! All the Transcendent Demons were tricked by Administrator Number Two! Absolutely! Absolutely!
Gammaly Quinn frantically replayed his previous encounter with Administrator Number Two in his mind, trying to find information about Nie Weiyang from that time, but he failed completely.

At that time, Nie Weiyang had absolutely no presence!
This was definitely intentional!
Gammaly Quinn gradually realized the gravity of the situation, but the illusion had already been established and would not break unless its incarnation died.

This is a function that the Sky-Crossing Demon-Torienga race specially modified many years ago, in order to experience the ultimate mental stimulation, so that you can play around as much as you want without having to stop!
Damn it, I dug myself into this mess!
In horror, through the last pair of eyepieces—belonging to the elite demon phantom that had just been blown up—Gammaly Quinn saw that the silver-armored god of death had stopped in his tracks.

He stood amidst the ravaged remains of a demon, his body radiating a chilling yet blazing spiritual light, seemingly tireless.

Then, he slowly bent down and picked up something from a pile of still-sizzling mechanical wreckage and demonic remains—the intact goggles worn by the 'Iron Overlord'.

Nie Weiyang raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the layers of illusion, precisely locking onto Gammaly Quinn hidden at the core of the domain.

He took the goggles, which were still dripping with viscous liquid, and disdainfully burned them with the 'Spirit of Purification' before slowly putting them on his face.

Cold goggles covered half of his faceplate, the eerie green light shimmering on the lenses reflecting the other half of his cold, scarlet eyes.

Deep within his eyes, a golden light blazed brightly.

Through this eyepiece, a clear view connected directly to the depths of Gammaly Quinn's consciousness—

It saw itself.

I saw the paladin wearing an eye patch slowly walking through the ruins and over the flames towards me.

Nie Weiyang's voice echoed through the chaotic dreamscape, even carrying a touch of gentle humanistic concern:

"Make sure you look carefully, okay?"

"—Watch how I found you."

(End of this chapter)