It's time to become an evil god.

Although the puppeteer maintained a calm and composed expression on his face, his heart was in turmoil.

There's no doubt about it; the power emanating from that person is the soul power of the hellish demons that the Shadow Cult seeks.

Could it be that the player in front of us is actually an agent of some terrifying hellish lord?

At that very moment, the puppeteer made up his mind.

He's determined to be this leg accessory!

A giant made of red lava emerged from the scalding magma, its entire body suspended by eerie iron cages, each containing a tormented and screaming soul struggling in despair.

The red dragon, who had been pressing forward step by step, stopped in its tracks, a hint of hesitation flashing in its eyes.

Reason told him that the terrifying demon in front of him was far more frightening than he had imagined.

"Come on, let's hurt each other."

Bai Ge made a provocative gesture without any fear, "I'd like to see if your wings are stronger, or if my Lava Demon God's fist is stronger."

……

Before the people who had just left the auction hall could even step down the stairs, the square in front of them was already surrounded by countless mechanical soldiers. Standing in the most conspicuous position, Qingwu held the Saint's Stone Tablet in his hand and stood in front of a golden coffin.

The very center of the coffin was a gap that could just fit a stone slab.

"Be surprised, mortals."

Qingwu inlaid the stone slab into the coffin, his eyes filled with burning desire.

“You are honored to be among the first victims to witness the life of Saint Gandalf.”

The stone slabs were inlaid into the coffin, and the golden coffin, which was originally airtight and could not be opened by any means, made a cracking sound. It seemed that the seal applied to the coffin had failed, and a gap appeared in the coffin, which was originally without any opening. As the gap gradually widened, the heavy lid was directly overturned.

With a loud bang, the coffin crashed heavily to the ground. Sensing the aura of death emanating from the depths of the coffin, the puppeteer almost instinctively summoned a giant humanoid skeleton to protect himself.

"Skeleton, I will sacrifice three years of our silly chat group's admin's life to protect me from any harm in this dungeon."

This is the Puppeteer's closely guarded secret technique, the Necromancer's Contract. It allows the Skeleton to withstand any damage not exceeding the level of a high-ranking Necromancer. However, the method of casting the spell is rather bizarre and requires considerable effort from the player.

A purple energy shield instantly enveloped the puppeteer, and the giant skeletal creature merged the puppeteer into its ribs, forming a contract.

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of bullets suddenly rang out from inside. Each bullet carried a sharp killing power and hit Qingwu, who was at the front of the coffin. Qingwu, who originally possessed the ancient artifact Absolute Defense Shield, did not even have time to activate its ability before it was killed by the gun.

His eyes were wide open as he lay dying, as if he didn't believe his death was imminent.

"What exactly is going on?"

The horrified crowd was completely unaware of what had just happened. Only the puppeteer, with his extreme vision, clearly saw that every bullet fired was enveloped in an eerie light, piercing through the fragile flesh.

The Puppet Master had previously witnessed players using similar magical items to enhance the firepower of their weapons in the Morioh Town instance; it was said to be called something like Thompson Ripple Dash.

Smoke billowed from the dark coffin, and Saint Gandalf emerged, wearing a pointed wizard's hat and carrying a staff and a Thompson submachine gun. He was completely dehydrated, resembling a walking corpse, a mere shell of his former self.

However, this old man, who was so unsteady on his feet that he could barely walk, possessed a terrifying and overwhelming magical power that made all the players wary.

This guy is definitely a boss from the second playthrough or higher!

That's terrifying!

Even though he was as emaciated as a dried corpse and had long lost his former benevolent appearance, Gandalf the wizard behaved no differently than an ordinary person. He gently blew away the gunpowder smoke and calmly said, "Indeed, this stuff is much more useful than magic."

His gaze then fell directly on the four players present, and he raised his gun, asking, "Tell me, are you also here to make a wish at the wishing machine?"

"Yes, it is."

Captain Wang Lu stepped forward, forcing himself to suppress his fear, and said, "I'm here to make a wish to the wishing machine!"

Saint Gandalf slammed his staff into the ground, and a powerful and terrifying force swept over it. He asked in a hoarse voice, "So... what price are you willing to pay?"

Captain Wang Lu was stunned for a moment. "I have to pay a price?"

At that very moment, all players received the final task notification from the system.

[Final Mission: Kill Saint Gandalf and help Captain Wang Lu fulfill his wish]

Chapter 130 Wing Chun, Ip Man

Upon hearing the quest notification, a bitter smile crept onto the faces of all the players. Was this dungeon's difficulty beyond their capabilities? The intense aura emanating from Saint Gandalf was in no way inferior to the strength of players above level 10. To put it another way, it was like a reckless nation single-handedly clearing the Raging Tides, Winter is Coming, The Wall's Wrist, Oliver Twist, and The Iron Tower dungeons while still stuck in the Unpredictable Realms. As for the guy who challenged five dungeons last time, his grave must be flattened by now.

"You're unwilling to pay the price, huh? Fine, then please disappear from this world."

Saint Gandalf frowned, his dehydrated face contorted in a grotesque and terrifying manner, seemingly disgusted by the evil aura emanating from the corpses resembling ancient tomb monsters of Middle-earth. He casually waved his hand, without even uttering a spell.

Countless beams of light emanated from Saint Gandalf, resembling a spiky sea urchin. The beams, which were originally intangible, now transformed into sharp needles, piercing outwards.

"Don't panic, everyone. I've built tank items, I'll take the damage."

The puppeteer, protected by the skeletons, felt he had a great advantage and directly blocked Gandalf's holy light. However, to his surprise, the purple demonic energy was pierced through with just one contact, instantly becoming a sieve riddled with holes.

Even the puppeteer hiding within the tangible demonic energy could not withstand it; his entire body was pierced by the light, and he continuously gushed blood.

A hint of surprise still lingered in the puppeteer's eyes.

"Impossible, the Skeleton King was clearly able to withstand it..."

Upon realizing this, the puppeteer seemed to have thought of something, and his face turned deathly pale. He clasped his hands together and said through gritted teeth, "I'm willing to trade all the QQ group owners' eternal singleness, never winning the lottery, and getting stuck in their teeth while drinking cold water, in exchange for not suffering any harm in this dungeon game."

The body, which had been pierced by the light, was instantly repaired and even strengthened in its defenses. Like a Russian nesting doll, several more shadows of the skeletal creature appeared. However, Saint Gandalf simply waved his hand, and the extra shadows shattered like fragile glass. The body, which had just been restored to its original state, was once again pierced by the light.

The healing power and the destructive holy light began to wage a tug-of-war on the puppeteer's body, with constant healing and constant penetration, tormenting him to the point of wishing he were dead in the tug-of-war between the two different forces.

The puppeteer spat out a mouthful of blood, "Damn it, this makes it even more painful."

He quickly cried out for help to the people around him, "I can't hold on any longer, someone please come and help me!"

However, the puppeteer bought some time to prepare, and the remaining three began to act. The witch leaped into the air, and behind her, a complex array of magic patterns appeared in mid-air, releasing a dazzling light, and a huge summoning array was formed.

A faint phantom of a puppet wearing a pointed mage's hat and holding a staff shaped like a hammer could be seen behind the witch.

[Props: Witch Doll]

[Quality: Perfect]

【Features: Able to summon a witch's guardian spirit, forcibly stopping one of the opponent's attacks for a short period of time, and dealing the same amount of damage to the opponent】

[P.S.: There's a "vegetable" character above your head.]

The witch doll swung her hammer, and Saint Gandalf's bones suddenly cracked all over his body, his fierce attack weakening. Meanwhile, Nishizawa Ryo quickly created a "Spherical Time-Limited Bomb" from scrap metal, a self-destructing machine with four sharp grappling hooks, and rushed forward to grab the opponent's feet and hands.

"explode!"

With a shout, the timed spherical bomb that received the signal was detonated instantly, and the shockwave spread outwards, raising a cloud of dust.

In the billowing dust, the light gradually dimmed.

"Did it succeed?"

Everyone was on edge, and questions filled the minds of the four players. However, as the smoke cleared, the figure of Saint Gandalf was still nowhere to be seen, even though the barrel of his gun had been blown and destroyed, and even the magic stone embedded in his staff had disappeared.

The white robes were torn to shreds in the explosion, revealing unusually muscular physiques, and the powerful aura emanating from the body was completely unrelated to the "mage" profession.

This saint is stronger than any dungeon boss we've encountered before!

"I come."

Knowing that the entire team would be wiped out if things continued this way, Wuxian, who had been holding back his secrets, dared not keep anything to himself any longer and directly took out the Impure World Reincarnation Scroll.

As someone with terrible luck, he finally found another accessory to make up for the shortcomings of the Impure World Reincarnation Scroll.

[Item: Magic Lucky Star]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Features: For thirty minutes after consumption, you will retain your chosen European bloodline; the side effect is that you will use up all your good luck for the next week within those thirty minutes.]

[P.S.: It is recommended that unlucky players take this before pulling from the gacha pool.]

Unscrew the bottle, poured out the lucky star inside without a word, and swallowed it. Instantly, he felt a warm current rushing through his lower abdomen, as if he were blessed with the luck of millions.

With the blessing of the lucky star, he confidently opened the Impure World Reincarnation scroll, and a coffin emerged from the ground like a bamboo shoot sprouting in spring, appearing before everyone.

This time, the coffin was covered with cracks and scratches. With the loud crash of the coffin lid falling, a pale, weak hand, reduced to skin and bones, clung to the edge of the coffin. A thin, lifeless face slowly emerged from inside, staring at the saint in front of it, and asked softly, "How many floors do you have to carry a bag of rice up?"

"It's Nagato!"

"The character summoned this time is Nagato from Naruto!"

Overjoyed, he clenched his fists. If it was this guy, perhaps there was hope.

Nagato stretched out his hand, and a ball of black light began to gather in his palm, unleashing astonishing power. Everything around him rapidly approached it.

"Spicy and delicious!"

With a roar, the surrounding rubble, broken walls and ruins flew up and rapidly approached the black sphere in Nagato's palm. Even the saint Gandalf could not resist this power, and because of the excessive force, two clear marks were left on the ground.

Since escape was impossible, Saint Gandalf stepped forward and walked straight toward Nagato, seemingly unconcerned about the black sphere in Nagato's hand.

Saint Gandalf slowly reached out his hand and, in full view of everyone, grabbed the black orb of light with a forceful pull.

Click.

Countless cracks instantly appeared on the once flawless sphere of light, and the cracks continued to increase. The entire black sphere of light was teetering on the brink of collapse and could break at any moment.

"impossible!"

A look of surprise appeared on Nagato's usually calm face; he couldn't believe that his most prized technique had been broken so easily.

The sage simply said, "Young man, my suffering is greater than yours!"

After saying that, he raised his foot and kicked Nagato. The powerful impact shattered Nagato's abdomen and pierced through his waist. There was no blood in the shattered abdomen, only a clod of earth that kept writhing. He even kicked Nagato back into the dark coffin.

After a few seconds of silence, a pair of hands emerged from the coffin, grabbed the coffin lid from the ground, and slammed it shut again. Accompanied by an earth-遁术 (earth-遁术 is a type of magic that allows one to escape into the earth), the entire coffin disappeared without a trace.

If I can't win, I'm leaving!

Wuxian was completely dumbfounded, as the summoning time limit hadn't even reached its cooldown.

Gandalf remained in the kicking motion, and said calmly, "Don't you know that the reason a mage uses magic is because he doesn't need to deal with you in close combat?"

Gandalf's muscles bulged, and he assumed a fighting stance.

He waved his hand, indicating that there was no need for further trouble, and everyone should attack together. "What kind of mage is a mage who can't fight in melee!"

"Wait a minute, bro, did you forget to count me in?"

Bai Ge carried the red dragon's body out of the auction hall. He threw the half-dead red dragon on the ground, looking eager to try his luck.