Why are all your skill bars full of weird moves?

The feeling of weightlessness brought about by the folding of space dissipated, and the four people landed on their feet.

But it was pitch black all around.

Suddenly, Gauss smelled a strong, suffocating stench of decay, but with a faint scent of roses mixed in.

Mia's suppressed sobs could be heard from the darkness.

"No...it's impossible..."

"Light Spell!"

A soft white light rippled from the tip of the staff, its halo pushing back the inky darkness.

Gauss made a clear view of his surroundings.

This is a spacious building that resembles an underground palace.

The bluestone floor tiles were sticky and covered with a semi-dried dark brown liquid.

A massive stone gate stood prominently in front of them, its surface densely covered with stark white skulls.

"Thump—!"

Gauss turned his head and saw Mia's knees buckling, her whole body trembling violently as she slumped to the ground.

She stretched out her hand, pointing directly upwards, her eyes wide open, her face completely distorted.

Gauss looked up in the direction the finger was pointing.

Thick, rusty iron chains hang from the dome, with each chain ending in an upside-down "candied apple".

Some skulls still retain facial contours, perfectly matching the features of children.

"Demon! This was all the work of the demon!" Mia clutched her head tightly with both hands, curled up into a ball, and her voice completely changed.

Her faith as a pastor was devastated at this moment.

Balk and Ula, perhaps having seen it many times before, did not react much.

Even though Gauss was a young man who grew up in peacetime and had a calm and composed temperament, he still exceeded his physical limits when faced with such a hellish scene.

He braced himself on his knees with both hands, gagging repeatedly, but nothing came out.

The soreness in my throat gradually subsided.

Gauss straightened up, suppressing all his emotions, and stared sharply at the door.

"There are some accounts we must settle."

Since Mia was on the verge of semi-consciousness, Ula had no choice but to carry her on her back and follow behind Gauss.

Several people approached the skull gate.

Before Gauss could even reach out to test the waters, a dull rumbling sound suddenly rang out.

A large amount of dust fell from the top of the door frame, and the two door panels slowly opened inward.

Behind the door was a wide corridor, with torches burning continuously on the thick stone pillars on both sides.

The flickering orange-red flames of the disc player cast a cold glow, illuminating the far end of the hall.

At the end, nine stone steps rise high, with a pitch-black throne placed on top.

The man in silver plate armor sat upright, his hands clasped together, resting on his greatsword, his head bowed.

When he looked up, he saw black veins crawling all over his neck, and his eyes were completely filled with a murky, dark yellow.

It is the mayor in the oil painting—Karl Wendell.

He slowly rose, picked up the greatsword with one hand, and descended the steps.

The sword tip dragged on the hard stone slab, "clanging" as it sparked.

With each step he took, the oppressive feeling from the high-level enemy grew heavier.

"Lord Erisnu, our Night Watcher... has finally arrived."

The Watcher of Eternal Night? How could he know that name? Gauss suppressed his surging thoughts.

Right now, the most important thing is not to investigate the source of the information; survival is the top priority.

Silently recite the mantra, and an invisible data panel unfolds in the upper right corner of your vision.

Karl Wendell (Dark Arbiter - Elite)

Rating: 10

Power: 15

Agility: 12

Physical condition: 15

Intelligence: 8

Perception: 12

Charisma: 8

Special Abilities: Magic Immunity: Complete immunity to low- to mid-level magic damage. Undying: The body can rapidly regenerate after suffering fatal damage (can be purified by Holy Light).

Note: A pathetic walking corpse who voluntarily sacrificed its soul to an evil god in exchange for power. The data on the panel sent a jolt through Gauss's heart.

With 15 points of strength and immortality, this is definitely the most deadly threat we face at this stage.

Karl stopped, flicked his wrist, and the greatsword drew a half-circle at his side, the blade reflecting a chilling flash of fire.

"Was the head on top your handiwork?" Gauss asked, his tone calm and cold, without any angry roar.

"What a wonderful creation." Karl looked up, his ashen lips curving upwards. "How glorious it is that their heads can serve as works of art for Lord Erisnu in the Underworld."

Balk raised his wooden shield and longsword, gritting his teeth and cursing, "You worthless scum, you don't deserve to live in this world!"

"Scrap?" Karl scoffed, his laughter filled with pity for those in lower positions. "Sacrificing insignificant, ordinary people for greater power is the very truth that governs this world."

"Gauss, as the chosen guardian of the eternal night, you should understand this desire for the ultimate."

Ula's heart pounded, and his breath caught in his throat for half a second.

The Watchers of the Eternal Night?

Recalling the unfamiliar magic arrow by the river and the terrifying method of sensing the flow of magic, all the doubts came together.

She was certain that Gauss was definitely a legendary trial participant!

How could I have been questioning a legendary figure all along the way?!

In contrast, Gauss paid no attention to Karl's words, simply pushing the bow open with his left hand and nocking an arrow with his right.

"I don't care where you heard your name from, nor do I care who your evil god master is."

"I only care about how you die."

Karl held the greatsword horizontally with one hand, the blade pointing directly at Gauss's brow, his arrogant posture flawless.

"You bunch of defective products can't hurt me at all!"

"Hurrah." Gauss turned to the mage, his voice low, "Awaken Mia immediately."

Ula laid the priest flat on the stone slab and then responded loudly.

"I'll smash his head in!"

"Stop!" Gauss roared, his words rapid-fire. "He's immune to magic; your spells are completely ineffective!"

"Wake Mia up immediately! Only the priest's holy light is Karl's weakness!"

The value of the mage was completely denied, and a strong sense of resentment rose in his heart.

He comes from a prestigious magic academy and possesses truths that are difficult for ordinary people to attain.

How could we possibly be unable to deal with mere corpses?

As the incantation of "Ura" was finished, the magic missile tore through the air with a sharp whistle and struck Karl's chest with precision.

Bang bang bang.

A series of explosions ripped across the surface of the silver armor, creating flashes of light, and deafening roars echoed throughout the hall.

Karl patted away non-existent dust from his breastplate; the silver plate armor showed no dents, and not even a scratch.

"This weak and feeble trick doesn't even deserve to please me."

Ula's hand, gripping the staff, trembled uncontrollably.

Arcane missiles powerful enough to shatter rocks failed to cause the slightest damage.

The magical confidence built up over many years crumbled in an instant.

Am I really just a burden?

"Balk! Flank from the right!" Gauss ignored the mage who was caught in self-doubt and released the bowstring.

Whoosh!

The arrow flew straight for Karl's exposed throat!

Karl made no attempt to dodge, sweeping his greatsword horizontally with a crisp clang.

The arrow was cleaved in two, sending splinters flying.

At the same time, the kobold warrior lowered his center of gravity, held his wooden shield in front of his chest, and charged straight at Karl!

The longsword was raised from below, attempting to find blind spots not covered by Karl's heavy armor.

"Get out of here!"

Karl raised his left foot and slammed it hard into the surface of the wooden shield, creating a whooshing sound.

Click.

The wooden shield shattered into pieces, with pieces of wood flying everywhere.

The immense impact sent Balk flying five meters away, sword and all, before he crashed into a stone pillar behind him.

The kobold coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, and excruciating pain swept through his body.

But he did not back down; instead, he used his longsword to support himself and stood up again.

"Again!"

Balk wiped the blood from his chin and kicked off the stone slab beneath his feet.

Without the burden of a shield, he completely abandoned defense, and his speed actually increased significantly.

【Charge Slash】

The sword blade gleamed coldly in the dim firelight.

Karl twisted his wrist, and the greatsword transformed into a thick iron curtain, blocking Balk's charge path horizontally.

boom!

The sound of metal clashing was deafening, and sparks flew everywhere.

The powerful recoil caused blood to flow from the kobold's mouth again, dripping onto the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Gauss had reached the pillar on the left side of the hall and used it as cover.

He drew an armor-piercing heavy arrow from his quiver with a backhand motion, his fingers resting on the bowstring, his arm muscles bulging, and he brought the green weapon "Whispers of the Forgotten" to its full state.

hum-

The bowstring vibrated violently.

Armor-piercing heavy arrows tear through the air—

scoff.

The specially made triangular arrowhead pierced through the plate armor and embedded itself deeply in Karl's right rib.

Without pausing, Gauss drew another arrow with fluid movements, his feet clasped together as he darted out from behind cover, maintaining high speed.

Whoosh-!

The arrow was lodged in Karl's thigh joint.

Despite the two men's coordinated attack, Karl did not utter a single cry of pain.

With just a little force, he first shattered Balk's sword, then sent him flying, and then grabbed the shaft of the armor-piercing arrow and pulled it out with force.

No blood was drawn.

The terrifying characteristic of immortality is fully revealed.

"Too weak..."

"This toy that can't even scratch your skin..." Karl raised his head, his gray eyes fixed on Gauss. "Is this your trump card for trying to overthrow the Great Power? It's utterly ridiculous."

As soon as he finished speaking, Karl dragged his cross-shaped greatsword and stepped closer to Gauss.

"Now, feel true despair."