Reincarnation Paradise: Giant Treasure Chest

"Netherworld Flame!" Harbis was furious. A light green flame emerged from her sickle and swung it to the other side.

However, the weightless flame was unable to escape the attraction of the abyss and was pulled down halfway through its flight.

"Netherworld Flame!" Harbis adjusted the trajectory and fired upwards like a mortar. Before committing suicide and escaping from the current environment, Harbis was determined to kill the musician first.

Not only did the opponent not dodge, he also followed the rhythm of Harbis swinging his scythe.

In the end, not a single flame could reach the other side.

Harbis took a deep breath, remembered the musician, calculated the distribution of the plank roads according to his memory and marked them on the map so as not to forget them after resurrection.

Before slitting his neck, the green light in the abyss attracted Harbis's attention.

Is this his own Netherworld Fire? Why can it burn in mid-air?

Harbis's mind was as fast as lightning, and he threw another large piece of fire into the abyss. Some of the fire gradually disappeared, while some of the fire remained in the seemingly empty air.

Shampoo came in handy again. Habis poured out a mountain of shampoo from his personal space. The shampoo that failed to fall into the abyss formed an invisible road above the abyss.

Harbis suddenly realized what was going on and jumped onto the hidden bridge, arriving at the opposite groove.

"You are dead!"

Harbis raised his sickle and was about to rush forward to chop down the musician, but when he got closer, he chose to stop. The musician holding the erhu was not a monster, but a bald demon who looked like a trial-taker.

"Are you a trial participant from the demon clan? How did you end up here?"

As far as Harbis knew, the trial-takers from the Demon and Void races basically joined the Archbishop of the Abyss in the initial stage for safety. How could they appear underground?

"I want to go wherever I want! Give me money!" The bald demon had no intention of explaining at all, and stretched out his hand towards Harbis with a very bad attitude.

“???” Harbis didn’t understand.

"Without my guidance, could you have found the hidden bridge?"

The bald demon said shamelessly.

In terms of cause and effect, this is indeed the case, but just restraining himself from attacking the opponent is already the limit of Harbis' caution.

"You are going to find the Elf Crown, right?" the bald demon asked again.

Now Habis had to swallow her anger. She took out a bag of soul coins from her personal space and handed it to the other party. Habis had not had time to collect the rewards for this trial, so this was her own reserved property.

The bald demon shook his weight before continuing:

"The magician who guards the Elven Crown has a way to pass without fighting."

Harbis wanted to ask more questions, but the bald demon ignored the attraction of the abyss and jumped up from the bottom to the plank road above, leaving Harbis dumbfounded.

According to the map from the ratmen and the strange trial-taker in front of him, the only thing left to obtain the Elf Crown is the last magician guard.

Habis first walked around on this small groove platform and found the entrance to the cave that continued downwards. This time, Habis did not rush to move forward. The psychological pressure of continuously jumping on the plank road was too great, so she chose to rest in place for a while to calm her mind.

At the same time, on the ground, the war between the two dark monarchs ended, the snowfield area was opened, and the Archbishop of the Abyss had died once, and his soul was fixed in place. The Archbishop of the Abyss's sphere of influence once again became a safe zone for many trial-takers.

Trialists from all sides took this as a starting point and began to explore the path to the Guiding Light Plateau.

Among them, the Arcane Eternal team explored the farthest after killing the dragon that blocked the way, and now they have reached the entrance of the Torment Cave.

Sephiria, who was hosting the event, knew what kind of weird things were in the Torment Cave. She wanted to persuade her people to take the right path to get the key, but because she couldn't reveal any information, she could only worry.

Hack was very happy, and contrary to his usual behavior, he did not belittle them, but praised the exploration team of Arcane Eternal.

"As expected of the Void Overlord Army, after suffering heavy losses, they regrouped so quickly and even found the right path."

There was nothing wrong with what Huck said. The Torment Cave was indeed the right way, except that it was not easy to walk on.

The Tormenting Cave found by Arcane Eternal is the cave that leads to the Guiding Light Plateau in the area that the ruthless person is responsible for. It is located deep in the swamp and starts from a huge door embedded in the stone wall.

The carvings on the door depict the history of the ancient Sun God clan. The specific carvings on this door depict the scene of Ivia annihilating the mindless demon clan of the time.

This also reveals the method to open this door, which is to use a flying brick to smash the door directly.

Les Frost, the resurrected leader of the Arcane Eternals, obviously did not understand the meaning of the carving. Like a fool, he tried to input various energies in an attempt to find the mechanism of the gate.

This silly look, coupled with Huck's sarcastic tone of praise and criticism, made Sephiria furious.

Just at this time, a team from another faction also arrived here. They were the Night Witch Guild, which was extremely xenophobic and had formed their own team.

Unlike other forces who treat the trial participants as consumables, the strongest people in the world of Night Witches treat the Night Witches as their daughters.

Although they did not stop the witches from taking risks to gain benefits, after several trials, they all risked their lives to come to Anor Londo and take home the witches who had been burned by the First Fire.

Before participating in this trial, the Night Witches were instructed to die as little as possible and survive.

So they were one of the last few teams to set out to explore, and at this time they happened to encounter the Arcane Eternal Star forces who were stuck outside the door.

"This is the Arcane Eternal Star base, please leave!" The stationed spellcaster immediately shouted a warning when he saw the newcomers.

"You seem to be stuck outside the door. Do you need help? The focus of our mission this time is not to obtain rewards."

The leader of the Night-Confession Witches, Dark Star Witch Phyllis, spoke in a slightly softer tone.

Les Frost, who was hesitating in front of the door, also noticed the movement here. He gave up his research and walked over. He looked at Phyllis and the Night Witch and nodded affirmatively.

"Yes, we need help."

Les Frost didn't mention the reward, and neither did Phyllis. They just walked straight to the door and checked.

The violent image of Ivia in the sculpture suddenly caught Phyllis's eye.

"I've used all sorts of elemental spells, soul spells, and even the stored power of the sun, but this stone gate didn't react. If it weren't for Hake's affirmation, I would have given up on this place."

Les Frost explained.

Phyllis hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand and pressed it on the stone door.

"Broken Star!"

Bang!

Before Les Frost could stop her, the stone gate was blown open by Phyllis.

"That gentleman was quite direct, so I took the liberty of resorting to violence, and it seems to have been successful."

Phyllis then explained.

Les O Shuangyu looked at the blown-up door and saw that there was no attack coming, and he knew that he was getting too stubborn.

He angrily scolded Huck, who had been praising him just now, with a dark face:

"Don't let me run into you next time I go to the Void Duel Arena!"

"Hahahaha!" Huck laughed arrogantly.

"Shut up, isn't this embarrassing enough? Hurry up!" Sefia finally spoke.

The boss spoke, and Les Frost Language could only call his subordinates and step into the tormenting cave first.

As soon as he entered the gate, a resurrection point of guiding light appeared before him.

Behind the resurrection point is a narrow cave entrance, and the winding upward steps only allow three people to walk side by side.

"Shall we go ahead?" Les Frost asked Phyllis after looking at her.

On the premise that resurrection is possible, the strongest person will go ahead and explore most efficiently.

Phyllis nodded in agreement, and the two of them walked to the front together.

As soon as they turned the initial rising corner, the two of them put on masks of pain together. After turning the corner, what appeared in front of them was an endless scarlet, steaming pond. Just by standing by the pond, they could feel the toxicity of the pond's contents.

"How is the flying spell speed of your Arcane Eternal Star?" asked Phyllis.

"Believe me, using the flying spell in the trial is definitely not a good choice." Les Frost replied with a distorted face. Being shot at by dozens of golems as a target is definitely not a good experience.

Phyllis guessed something from this attitude, gritted her teeth, used the power of starlight to cover her feet, and stepped into the scarlet poison pool.

it works!

Phyllis's surprise didn't last long, and she felt her strength being rapidly eroded.

Scarlet lines began to grow on her face after she took a few steps.

An unbearable itch emerged from these lines and from his own bone marrow.

"You can go forward, but you can't stay here for long!" Phyllis easily discerned that the torment of this poison pool was far greater than its harm, so she quickly explained.

Les Frost followed closely behind and stepped into the knee-deep poison pool, grimacing in pain from the itching sensation.

In order to prevent losing their way in the poison pool, both sides arranged their subordinates to advance in a straight line, thus ensuring that the route would not be tortuous.

"Aside from the inability to move quickly and the itching, it's a little better than I expected. If I were that lord, I would place an enemy like a knight in this poison pool."

In order to distract her attention, Phyllis started chatting with Les Frost.

Les Frost Whisper had the same plan. Just as he was about to speak, a Furnace Knight descended from the sky.

Les Shuangyu's face fell, but his hands moved quickly.

"Kalia Rapier!" This time he didn't need to risk his life, so he just used an ordinary giant sword.

Bang!

The giant sword was blocked by the Crucible Knight's shield.

However, Arcane Eternal was not afraid of facing the enemy head-on. The moment Les Frostwhisper took action, arcane light rained down without his need to give any orders.

The Crucible Knight, holding a large shield, was repeatedly beaten back by various arcane attacks, but he almost perfectly defended against all attacks.

Before the second round of arcane strikes came, golden wings grew out from the back of the seemingly bulky Crucible Knight. He flapped his wings and flew backwards on the spot, then swooped down and aimed at Les Frostwhisper.

"Seven Stars Collapse!"

Phyllis, who was a little slow to react, was also ready. She pointed her hands in the air, imitating the positions of the stars in the sky, and pointed out the locations of the seven stars. Seven rays of light descended and imprisoned the Furnace Knight in the air for an instant.

The second wave of arcane strikes took advantage of this opportunity and fell on the Crucible Knight, smashing him into the poison pool.

The Crucible Knight was defeated.

However, after they used all their strength, many Arcane Eternal Star spellcasters were unable to balance their own defense against the poison pool and fell to the ground, being poisoned to death.

"Hurry, there's a platform over there where we can stay!"

Les O Shuangyu had no choice but to lie and give directions so that his subordinates could move forward quickly.

The team had not advanced far when they saw a large plateau appear in the scarlet poison pool, allowing the trial participants, who had been tortured by itching all the way, to rest.

"Fortunately, the number of enemies is not large. If I were that lord, I would definitely place a few long-range attack enemies next to the land that is sure to arrive to serve as targets!" Phyllis, who breathed a sigh of relief, spoke again.