Temple ruins.
After exiting the sanctuary corridor, Gu Chen lay down on a stone slab and closed his eyes to rest.
If the situation in the dungeon could be seen by the outside world, they would certainly think he was stalling for time.
Though bored, Lin Yuan and the others were not idle.
While Gu Chen was restoring his summoned beasts, the four of them felt a little itchy and worked together to kill a lone black-robed deacon.
The monster slaying went relatively smoothly, but it took quite a while, over ten minutes.
Four people, an ordinary level 10 monster, over ten minutes, during which Wu Ziyi was even injured.
At this point, they had a deep understanding of the terrifying power of Gu Chen.
After resting for over an hour, the two summoned beasts had almost recovered their energy, and Gu Chen summoned the Blood Lord and Nightmare Overlord, both in near-perfect condition.
Looking ahead, they saw the altar, not even mentioned in the strategy guide. There lay the destination.
"Let's go."
The Blood Lord led the way with ten Blood Deacons. Gu Chen, Lin Yuan, and the other five walked in the middle, and the Nightmare Lord walked in the back.
As they approached the altar, an invisible pressure washed over them. Lin Yuan and the others froze, and they subconsciously stopped.
"What's wrong?" Gu Chen noticed something was wrong with Lin Yuan and the others.
"Nothing, I just suddenly felt short of breath." Lin Yuan's brow furrowed slightly.
Gu Chen looked at Lin Qingqing and the others again and noticed that they were also acting strangely. Their expressions showed obvious fear and heaviness.
This was mental pressure.
Gu Chen's gaze turned to the altar, where it emanated from.
Lin Yuan and the other three had a mental attribute of around 60, while the final boss inside the altar was definitely over 150. Therefore, they were affected the moment they approached.
"Your attributes are too low. Retreat to the periphery."
Gu Chen said to them, then continued forward with his summoned beasts.
As soon as they reached the edge of the altar, a terrifying, heart-pounding pressure erupted from it, and then the sky suddenly darkened.
Gu Chen instinctively looked up.
No, it wasn't the sky that darkened. Instead, a vast purple-black light shot up into the sky, erupting from above the altar, as if to engulf everything around it.
Then, a rich aura of decay erupted, accompanied by the purple-black light.
Everywhere it passed, life withered, vegetation withered, and everything exuded the aura of death.
Gu Chen didn't retreat, but walked straight forward. The situation before him was obvious: he had already activated the boss in the altar.
"Why did you betray me?"
A cold voice echoed from his ears. It was a woman's voice, her tone piercing with resentment and unwillingness.
The purple-black light, emitting a deathly aura, continued to spread. Simultaneously, a translucent gray shield appeared over Gu Chen.
[Black Butler Robe Effect: Provides the user with a magic shield equal to their Spirit Level * 10]
[Current Shield Level: 1240]
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The purple-black light struck the shield, instantly creating large black cracks.
Crack!
The next second, the shield shattered.
With a shield value exceeding 1,000, it could only hold out for a second under the purple-black light.
Gu Chen's expression changed slightly, and he immediately took a step back. The void behind him suddenly shattered, dragging him into a dream. He narrowly avoided the purple-black light.
At the same time, figures in black robes emerged from behind the altar. A cacophony of voices rang out from all sides, a shrill, chilling sound.
Gu Chen's brows suddenly furrowed.
The black-robed deacons emerging from behind the altar were all level 15!
Level 15 black-robed deacons had over 50,000 HP and could cast [Gray Mist Curse] and [Damage Transfer], making them incredibly powerful.
If only two or three had appeared, they could still be dealt with.
But now there was a swarm!
At least a dozen black-robed deacons emerged from behind the altar, and their number was steadily increasing.
Destroying the boss deep within the altar under the siege of these black-robed deacons was nearly impossible.
"Nightmare Lord, control those black-robed deacons."
"Vampire Lord, attack the altar."
Gu Chen's gaze was fixed on the streak of light deep within the altar. Only by killing the boss deep within could they successfully complete the level.
A large black mist rose from the Nightmare Lord. Its current Spirit Attribute was 142, allowing it to summon 14 Nightmare minions.
In an instant, dark shadows shot out like black lightning, landing on the black-robed deacons who had just exited the altar.
At the same time, ten vampire priests led the way, rushing to the edge of the altar with the vampire lord.
"Die—"
A black-robed deacon rushed forward, blocking the edge with his body.
The vampire lord's face was grim, and he unleashed a [Fatal Shot].
A barrage of bullets whizzed out, flashing silver, sending the black-robed deacon reeling, his health bar plummeting.
A single volley of bullets slashed away 24,000 HP, equivalent to half the black-robed priest's health.
Hmm?
Looking at the half-empty health bar, Gu Chen's expression changed slightly.
Doesn't this mean that the maximum health of these black-robed priests is less than 50,000?
He subconsciously glanced around. The black-robed deacon had been there for so long, yet the gray fog hadn't appeared.
Gu Chen's eyes lit up, realizing that the red-robed priest was the source of the gray fog. Now that the red-robed priest was dead, the gray fog curse would cease to appear.
With the gray fog curse gone, things would be easier.
Gu Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
"Vampire Lord, dismantle the altar!"
The Vampire Lord activated [Crimson Feast], instantly dispatching the black-robed deacon before him.
Kill, cooldown reset.
Seizing this opportunity, the nearby vampire deacons filed into the altar, engaging the surrounding black-robed deacons.
The Vampire Lord flashed, appearing like a ghost deep within the altar, his twin pistols firing frantically at the purple-black light.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bullets rained down like raindrops, pouring out with furious force.
But a barely perceptible flash of light instantly knocked them to the ground.
"Hmm?"
Gu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly as he saw a shriveled female figure rise into the air from the depths of the altar.
Her skin was shrunken, her body wrinkled like worn parchment, skin clinging tightly to her bones, like a dried corpse.
In her shrunken chest, a horrifying, hollow wound pierced the view, its edges jagged, as if violently opened by some unholy force.
She raised her eyelids, and endless darkness welled up in them. An aura of decay and darkness permeated her entire being.
[Alien: Fallen Witch Boss]
[Level: 15]
[HP: 158,000]
[Attributes: Strength 185, Agility 180, Vitality 215, Spirit 220]
[Skill I: Decay]
[Skill II: Damage Transfer]
[Skill III: Wraith Blast]
[Skill IV: Life Sacrifice]
Gu Chen's face darkened upon seeing the boss's stats.
158,000 HP!
Absurd!