Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Solon slowly walked towards the palace gate. As he approached the mysterious gate, an ancient and mysterious aura rushed towards him, as if telling the story of endless years.

The gate was carved with intricate patterns, like mysterious runes, emitting faint magical fluctuations.

This was an architectural style completely different from the necromantic forces of the Honored One.

It filled people's hearts with light and justice.

Solon gently reached out and touched the surface of the gate, feeling its cold and hard texture.

Taking a deep breath, Solon forcefully pushed open the gate.

With a heavy thud, the gate slowly opened, revealing the dim space inside.

A musty aura wafted out, mixed with a faint magical scent.

Solon narrowed his eyes, adjusting to the light inside.

The interior of the palace was spacious and empty. The walls were inlaid with gems that shimmered with a faint light, illuminating the surrounding environment. The ground was paved with huge stone slabs, engraved with ancient patterns and runes.

In the very center of the palace, there was a huge stone platform with a mysterious box placed on it.

Solon's eyes were fixed on the box, his heart filled with curiosity.

He cautiously approached the stone platform, carefully observing the box.

The surface of the box was carved with exquisite patterns, emitting a mysterious aura.

Solon gently reached out, wanting to open the box, but hesitated for a moment.

Just then, a low rumble suddenly echoed in the palace.

Solon was startled and quickly looked around warily.

He saw strange lights flickering on the walls of the palace, like flowing magical energy,

making people feel extremely shocked.

As the lights flickered, some illusory images began to appear in the palace.

In those images, there were ancient battle scenes, mysterious rituals, and some figures whose faces could not be seen clearly.

Solon was deeply attracted by these images. He seemed to see the history and secrets of the past.

However, he knew that he could not be confused by these images. He had to keep a clear head and complete the task given to him by the Honored One.

Solon took a deep breath, shifted his gaze from the images, and focused again on the box.

He slowly reached out and gently opened the box.

A powerful magical wave emanated from the box, and a dazzling light instantly illuminated the entire palace.

Solon narrowed his eyes, looking at the object in the box, his heart filled with shock.

Inside the box lay an ancient key, shimmering with a mysterious light.

Solon knew that this was what he was looking for. He carefully picked up the key, feeling its powerful magical power.

Just then, a rumble echoed again in the palace.

The illusory images became clearer, as if they were about to walk out of the walls.

Solon's heart tightened. He knew he had to leave here as soon as possible.

He tightly grasped the key and turned to walk towards the palace gate.

However, when he reached the gate, he found that it was already closed.

An uneasiness welled up in Solon's heart. He pushed the gate hard, but found that it did not budge.

Just then, the magical fluctuations in the palace became more intense.

The illusory images began to close in on Solon, as if to devour him.

Solon quickly used his magic, trying to open the gate. However, his power seemed so small in the face of this powerful magical wave.

At this critical moment of life and death, Solon's heart was filled with awe and piety towards the Honored One. He kept praying to the Honored One's name, his voice trembling slightly but full of firm belief.

"Serena Buffettos, Serena Buffettos" Each call seemed to be seeking redemption from the endless void.

A mysterious light emanated from the token, initially as weak as a firefly, but instantly became bright and dazzling.

This mysterious light echoed the magical fluctuations in the palace, as if two powerful forces were conducting a silent dialogue.

As the light flickered, the magical fluctuations in the palace began to change.

The originally turbulent magical fluctuations, like a tamed beast, gradually subsided.

The powerful sense of oppression slowly weakened, allowing Solon's tense nerves to relax slightly.

At the same time, those illusory images slowly disappeared.

They were like dream bubbles, gradually dissipating under the light, leaving only a silent palace.

Just as Solon breathed a sigh of relief, a faint phantom quietly appeared above the palace, overlooking Solon.

The phantom seemed to come from another world, exuding a mysterious and majestic aura.

A strong sense of awe welled up in Solon's heart. He knew that this must be a manifestation of the Honored One's power.

Solon did not hesitate to raise the key high, as if offering the most precious treasure.

Then, he hurriedly took out the magic circle bestowed by the Honored One, held it in both hands, and prayed loudly: "Most High Spiritual Energy Expert, Serena Buffettos, your humble subordinate Solon Bragg prays to you. I have completed the task you entrusted to me and found the key. May your power forever bless me and lead me to victory and glory."

Solon's voice echoed in the palace, filled with loyalty and desire.

The next second, the key in his hand turned into spots of light and exploded in Solon's hand, dissipating.

That sudden change startled Solon. He looked blankly at the gradually disappearing spots of light, feeling somewhat at a loss for a moment.

The phantom that had been overlooking Solon also let out an angry roar at this moment, a sound that seemed to come from an ancient beast, carrying endless anger and unwillingness.

Then, the phantom dissipated like smoke, leaving Solon alone in the palace, filled with confusion and unease.

Just then, a huge pillar of light descended from the sky.

The pillar of light was dazzling and magnificent, as if it were a bridge connecting heaven and earth.

The pillar of light emitted powerful energy fluctuations, causing the entire palace to tremble.

The light of the pillar was initially dazzling, then slowly turned grayish-white, like a mysterious mist enveloping everything.

The Honored One, Serena, slowly emerged from the pillar of light. Her figure was like a god descending, exuding unparalleled majesty and a powerful aura.

She looked down at Solon, her eyes revealing profound wisdom and endless majesty.

Under the gaze of the Honored One, Solon felt unprecedented pressure, but at the same time, a strong sense of awe welled up within him.