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With everything ready, Lin Yuan picked up his heavy shield, took a step, crossed the ruins, and walked towards the majestic and gloomy black castle at the end of his sight.

Ten minutes later.

Lin Yuan passed through a long, white bone corridor made up of countless skulls.

Reaching the deepest part of the castle, he pushed open a heavy black iron gate that was tens of meters high.

As the doors slowly opened.

A deathly aura, ten times stronger than that outside, rushed towards us!

This is the Throne of the Dead!

The main hall was spacious yet oppressive.

Hundreds of enormous bone pillars supported the dome, and eerie green will-o'-the-wisps floated in the air, creating an atmosphere as hellish as hell itself.

On either side of the main hall.

Two rows of Royal Undead Guards stood in neat rows, clad in heavy black armor and wielding two-handed greatswords.

Lin Yuan glanced at it.

【Name: Royal Undead Guard (Elite)】

[Level: lv36]

There are at least a hundred of them!

Each one exuded an aura several times stronger than that of ordinary skeletons outside.

And at the very end of the main hall.

On a throne made entirely of bones and skulls.

A tall and imposing figure sat upright.

It wore an elaborate and gorgeous dark gold armor, with a tattered but still majestic red cloak draped over its back.

Its head is a golden skull wearing a crown, with two tangible purple soul flames burning in its eye sockets.

He held in his hand a sword that exuded a chilling aura: the Sword of the Undead Lord!

It sat there, unmoving as a mountain, yet exuding an aura of dominance that seemed to look down upon the world!

Lord of the Dead, Caesar!

As Lin Yuan stepped in.

The monarch on the throne slowly raised his head.

The two purple soul flames flickered, as if somewhat surprised.

A hoarse, deep voice, like two rusty iron pieces rubbing together, echoed in the hall: "Human, I never expected that only you could stand before me. It seems my four useless subordinates have already returned to the River Styx."

The Undead Lord slowly stood up.

boom!

A terrifying aura erupted instantly, causing the entire hall to tremble!

It raised its greatsword, the tip pointing directly at Lin Yuan: "Now that you have seen the king, why do you not kneel?!"

Faced with this overwhelming pressure, Lin Yuan simply stood calmly in place.

[Level: lv40]

【Life: 3500000】

[Mana: 800000]

【Strength: 6800】

[Agility: 4200]

Physical Defense: 12000

[Magic Resistance: 12000]

[Physical Fitness: 7000]

【Spirit: 6000】

[Core Skills:]

[Monarch's Execution: Unleashes a devastating blow on the target, dealing 300 physical damage plus 5000 true damage!]

[Undead Scourge: Summons a large number of undead phantoms to impact the entire field, dealing continuous magic damage and slowing enemies.]

[Soul Shock (Passive): Any enemy who dares to look directly at the monarch has all attributes reduced by 10.]

[Bone Shield: Summons a shield equal to 20 of your maximum health. While the shield is active, you are immune to crowd control effects.]

[Finger of Death (Ultimate): Condenses the laws of death, unleashing a ray that deals massive single-target true damage. Instantly kills targets with less than 10 health! (Requires a large amount of mana)]

【talent:】

After looking at this panel.

Lin Yuan's eyebrows twitched violently. This undead lord's attributes were truly somewhat abnormal, especially his talent.

Is this the level of a raid boss?

It's not even in the same league as those normal dungeons, or even hell dungeons.

However, Lin Yuan also knew that this might be because the Undead Lord was also level 40.

When humans reach level 40, their attributes will be greatly improved through a second job advancement, and monsters will naturally receive a corresponding boost as well.

He just hadn't expected it to be this strong.

This is not a boss who can slowly wear you down; this is a pure killing machine!

If it were a fragile creature, it would probably be killed in no time.

Even ordinary tanks can't withstand that true damage of 1000 per hit and the infinitely stacking attack speed for long!

In this kind of raid, tanks and supports are undoubtedly the most powerful!

Without a tank to absorb damage in front, and without support to amplify, heal, and reduce damage from behind, those slightly squishy attack classes are in great danger!

Why were some people mocking him when he awakened this tanky shield warrior class, which was considered a pure tank?

He understands things more clearly now.

First, jealousy and dissatisfaction.

He consistently maintained the top academic performance in the entire grade, making him a star among the students.

As a result, he suddenly realized that his profession was one of "taking a beating," and he fell from a high place.

Those who are jealous of him or at odds with him will naturally jump out and kick him while he's down.

After all, some people's inner darkness is something they can't bear to see the light of day.

Second, class barriers.

This is also a major reason why they dare to ridicule him so recklessly; he is an ordinary person with no background.

In this world.

In the early stages, unless you have a strong team or clan willing to help you level up.

Otherwise, a shield warrior without offensive capabilities will level up at an absurdly slow pace.

In the eyes of those rich kids, a shield warrior without a background is destined to spend his whole life at the bottom.

Third, the fate of cannon fodder.

However, with everyone switching jobs for so long, a solidified pattern of major factions has long been formed.

The shield warriors carefully cultivated from these top forces are the truly respected "bulwarks," the real big shots.

And what about those shield warriors from ordinary backgrounds?

The vast majority of them can only become cannon fodder in random groups.

In this cruel world of professionals.

The so-called underdog success stories are nothing more than isolated cases.

Even those who were once considered "poor families" were often just fallen nobles who still retained their cultural heritage.

For ordinary people, turning their lives around is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Fortunately, his profession did not disappoint him.

My thoughts returned to normal.

Lin Yuan looked up and met the gaze of the undead monarch on the throne without fear. Their eyes collided in the air, as if sparks were flying.

"kneel?"

Lin Yuan sneered, his voice not loud, but it echoed clearly throughout the hall:

Why should I kneel?

"you"

"You're not worthy!!"

"How dare you!!!"

Upon hearing this, the purple soul fire in the Undead Lord's eye sockets surged violently.

As the absolute ruler of this burial ground, its authority has been challenged like never before!

How dare a mere human being be so arrogant!

"Kill him!!"

The Lord of the Dead waved his hand dismissively, without personally intervening.

Both sides of the main hall.

The hundreds of heavily armored Royal Undead Guards moved instantly.