Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

The female Sword Saint gracefully waved her hand, and a ring shimmering with a mysterious light traced a beautiful arc, landing lightly in Soren's palm.

As her figure gradually dissipated like smoke, her overwhelming power seemed to linger in the air.

"Take care of the things, I will come to collect them next month."

Her words revealed an unquestionable majesty.

Soren's heart stirred, and he immediately understood that the 'things' the female Sword Saint spoke of were the magic crystals.

No wonder magic crystals never appeared above the seventh floor of the maze in the game.

He used to think it was a game setting, but now it seemed that someone had taken them away in advance.

Soren stared intently at the ring in his hand.

Hiltin and Anka looked at the mysterious ring in Soren's hand, their eyes flashing with curiosity and desire.

As the female Sword Saint's figure disappeared, their tense nerves finally relaxed, but the light in their eyes became even more intense.

"Your Highness, could this be the legendary space ring?"

Hiltin's voice was filled with unconcealed surprise and anticipation.

Throughout the entire empire, the number of space rings was very few, each one being extremely precious, symbolizing supreme power and wealth.

Soren smiled slightly, not answering directly, but the greed and determination in his eyes were already obvious.

This ring not only represented the female Sword Saint's trust, but also the key to his path to a higher realm.

Soren took a deep breath and carefully followed the steps in the textbook to make the legendary space ring recognize him as its owner.

This was a process that required high concentration and precise control of magic power, and any slight mistake could lead to failure.

He gently stroked the ancient and mysterious ring, feeling a surge of powerful energy within it.

The ring's appearance was not glamorous, but it exuded a majestic and ancient aura, as if telling the story of its past glory.

Soren slowly opened the ring, and a space of about ten cubic meters appeared before him.

Although this space was slightly smaller compared to the larger ring inherited by the Emperor, it was still quite considerable in the Empire.

He examined the ring space and found that there were not many things left for him, but they were all extremely valuable.

Those bottlenecks that once gave you headaches will become within reach."

Soren's eyes widened. He didn't expect the Infinity Edge to know so much about it. This surprise surged in his heart like an undercurrent.

He casually took out the set of armor, looking at the Infinity Edge with anticipation.

"Oh, this!" The Infinity Edge glanced at it and said casually, "Saint Light Knight Armor, standard equipment for the Saint Light Knight Order."

When Soren heard this, a wave of disappointment surged in his heart. He thought it was some rare armor.

However, the Infinity Edge's next words made his spirits rise.

"I almost forgot, the Saint Light Knight Order is a team composed of elite Saint Knights."

The Infinity Edge looked at Soren meaningfully, "How could their armor be ordinary?"

Soren's eyes immediately flashed with a fiery light upon hearing this.

At the very least, it was a Saint Knight's armor, which was undoubtedly a rare treasure.

The disappointment in his heart instantly vanished, replaced by an indescribable excitement and anticipation.

Subsequently, Soren presented the mysterious potions to the Infinity Edge one by one.

The Infinity Edge quickly recognized these legendary and precious potions.

There was the Super Saint Potion, which could significantly improve one's cultivation talent, the Mind-Calming Potion, which could help one calm the mind and assist in cultivation, and the precious Ancola Potion, which could help practitioners break through long-standing bottlenecks.

Imagine what a frenzy these potions would cause if they were displayed at an auction!

Each potion, even the cheapest one, could easily be exchanged for hundreds of thousands of gold coins.

And the extremely rare Super Saint Potion was even more priceless, with a selling price of up to millions of gold coins!

Soren seemed to see a spectacular scene of gold coins piled up like mountains and wealth rolling in.

He had truly made a fortune. This gain was enough to make his future cultivation path smoother.

"Your Highness!" Hiltin lowered his voice, calling out urgently.

His eyes flashed with nervousness and anticipation, as if something important was about to happen.

Soren responded immediately, his face filled with confidence and composure.

He smiled and took out a shining armor from the space - the Saint Light Armor - and began to put it on.

The armor shimmered with a sacred light, as if containing endless power.

"This is a precious gift bestowed upon me by His Excellency."

Soren's tone revealed a hint of pride.

As the Saint Light Armor tightly enveloped Soren's body, a strong light suddenly erupted, as dazzling as the sun.

Hiltin and Anka covered their eyes with their hands at the same time to avoid being hurt by the blinding light.

Soren's voice revealed a hint of provocation: "Come, try attacking me!"

Anka and Hiltin looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.

But in the end, Hiltin stepped forward. He took a deep breath and suddenly threw a punch, hitting the Knight's armor on the chest hard.

Although Hiltin restrained himself, the power of this punch was still equivalent to the full blow of a sixth-order powerhouse.

Under the protection of the Saint Light Armor, Soren's body remained motionless.

He clearly felt that the moment Hiltin's attack landed on his body, more than 90% of the power was miraculously transferred to the ground.

This scene shocked Hiltin and Anka. They widened their eyes, looking at the unharmed Soren in disbelief.

The uniqueness of the Saint Light Armor lies not only in its indestructible defense, but also in its ability to cleverly transfer the attacking power.

This allowed Soren to cope with ease when facing enemy attacks.

Soren said, "Hit harder!"

However, he was also very cautious, worried about being injured by Hiltin.

Hiltin increased his power to the seventh order, but it only made Soren take a step back, and it also made his chest feel a little stuffy. The attack of this punch made him feel uncomfortable.

"This should be the limit."

Soren muttered.

The Infinity Edge taunted, "It's your limit, not the armor's limit. You're just too weak."

Soren was silent for a while, not wanting to answer, but nodded to Hiltin and Anka.