Chapter 514: Demon King-Level Forbidden Zone
Before she finished speaking, she had already run like the wind towards a stall with a wooden sign in the market, even faster than when she was on her way.
The middle-aged woman selling juice was startled by her imposing manner and hurriedly scooped three cups of pale red juice from the wooden bucket and handed them over.
Feng Qingyan took the first cup and drank it all in one gulp. He only managed to drink half of the second cup before he recovered and let out a satisfied sigh: "I'm alive again!"
Tie Dun followed closely behind, then, as if suddenly remembering something, slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "I'm going to buy some food too! I'll be right back!"
He strode towards the barbecue skewer stall next door. Before he even arrived, his loud voice carried over: "Boss, grill me ten skewers first, extra chili! I've been eating dry rations every day for the past few days on the march, my mouth is practically tasteless!"
Looking down at the lively scene filled with the warmth of everyday life, Lin Feng's lips unconsciously relaxed slightly.
It's good to see everyone so relaxed when war is about to break out.
He waited until Feng Qingyan hurriedly returned to the team with juice and Tiedun with kebabs before he and Jiang Zhaoyue slowly landed on the ground.
At the entrance to the underground city, ten Beacon Guards were already lined up in two rows.
As Lin Feng approached, all ten men simultaneously placed their right fists against their chests, their movements synchronized and swift, their voices resounding: "Lord!"
The sudden chilling atmosphere drew the attention of the surrounding vendors and passing adventurers.
Someone recognized Lin Feng, let out a low "whoa," nudged the person next to them with their elbow, and looked at him with awe.
Lin Feng nodded slightly in return, then stopped in front of the entrance.
His gaze swept over the crowd that was gradually gathering behind him.
After waiting for about half a minute, Feng Qingyan, carrying her third glass of juice that she hadn't finished yet, and Tiedun, holding the last two skewers of grilled meat, squeezed into the crowd, panting, and quickly returned to their positions.
Lin Feng confirmed that everyone had arrived, then turned his gaze back to the deep entrance: "Everyone's here, let's go."
He strode toward the entrance to the underground city, followed by the crowd.
The light screen flashed briefly the moment he touched it, then returned to calm, as if nothing had been touched.
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At the entrance to the seventh-level passage, thirty elite Qin warriors stood in two rows, their halberds planted firmly on the ground, silent as iron.
Four centurions stood at the front of the line, and a five-hundred lord stood in the middle of the passage.
As Lin Feng and his group approached, Wu Baizhu was the first to put his right fist to his chest: "Lord, the entrance to the seventh floor has been sealed off as you ordered, and no one has entered."
Thirty-four elite soldiers behind him saluted in unison, the sound of their armor plates clashing echoing in perfect unison.
Lin Feng nodded slightly: "Thank you for your hard work."
Five hundred main warriors stepped aside to make way, and thirty elite soldiers followed suit, revealing the deep entrance leading to the seventh floor.
Lin Feng didn't turn around, but strode forward.
Jiang Zhaoyue followed him half a step to his right, while Jiang Yelan stayed on his left.
The moment all three of them crossed that invisible boundary, a cold system notification popped up in front of them simultaneously.
【WARNING: The seventh floor is a Demon King-level restricted area; a maximum of three people can enter at a time.】
Lin Feng looked at the line of text, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes, and then gently shook his head.
He still held onto a sliver of hope, planning that if he could overwhelm the Demon King-level BOSS with sheer numbers, he might find a shortcut.
It now appears that this loophole was patched up long ago by the rules of the Nightmare World.
He stopped and turned to the group following behind him, saying, "The seventh floor has a limit on the number of people. Only Ye Lan, Zhao Yue, and I will go in. Zhao Hu, you take the others and wait on the sixth floor, ready to provide [N O V E L I G H T] support at any time."
Zhao Hu clasped his hands in a fist salute and replied in a deep voice, "Yes!"
Feng Qingyan pumped his fist from behind and shouted, "Go, Lord!" Su Yurou also said with concern, "Be careful."
Lin Feng nodded slightly, then turned and led the two women into the light curtain.
Passing through the light curtain, there is a straight and deep corridor.
At the end of the corridor was that familiar entrance hall.
The dark red carpet on the ground was already worn and faded, but the interwoven patterns of oak leaves and crowns were still faintly discernible.
The black stone door at the end of the hall was not locked. Lin Feng reached out and gently pushed it, and the stone door slid open silently.
The light in the hall was dimmer than when I last visited. The crystal chandelier on the dome still emitted a faint glow, but it was a shade dimmer than before, as if it had completely transitioned from the end of dusk to the deathly silence of night.
Lin Feng shifted his gaze from the chandelier and slowly walked forward on the white marble floor.
Jiang Zhaoyue followed two steps to his right, the Silver Moon Heavenly Spear already in her hand, its tip pointing diagonally at the ground, ready to be unleashed.
Jiang Yelan was positioned slightly behind him on his left. Although her Shadow Moon Blade was not drawn, her aura had been concealed to an almost imperceptible degree, as if she had blended into the shadows.
Lin Feng did not stop, but went straight across the front and middle areas and directly crossed the boundary line of the back area.
Last time, he only glanced at the corpse on the throne from afar at the entrance before decisively retreating, but this time, he stepped inside.
Jiang Zhaoyue and Jiang Yelan silently separated behind him, one on the left and one on the right, each three meters apart, instantly forming a triangular killing formation.
The moment his boot sole landed on the rear circular platform!
On the throne, the corpse that had been silent for countless years opened its eyes.
Her silvery-white eyelashes slowly lifted upwards, revealing two faint yet unsettling dark purple glints deep within her eye sockets.
She raised her head, and her cervical spine emitted a dry and harsh "crackling" sound, as if rusty gears were being forced to turn.
As she moved, the dust that had accumulated on her golden armor for hundreds of years fell away.
Her right hand tightened its grip on the hilt of the Sword of Eternal Night on the armrest of the throne, one finger at a time.
Severine Oakleaf Eldran stood up.
Freed from the constraints of the throne, she appeared even taller than expected.
Golden armor covered his entire body, with each armor plate engraved with fine and intricate oak leaf patterns.
Nine dazzling golden halos slowly swirled around her, radiating a suffocating pressure.
A line of blood-red information appeared above her head:
【Severine Oakleaf Elderland | Level 49 Nightmare Clan | The Fallen Last Monarch】
"Ye Lan, left flank containment. Zhao Yue, right flank skirmish."
Lin Feng's voice was very low, yet it clearly reached the ears of the two women.
He suddenly flipped the Wildfire Spear in his hand, and the golden light from the spear tip drew a sharp arc in the dim halo of the crystal chandelier.
"Her skills are unknown, so let's test her first and not take her head-on."