"Spare me, leader! I've followed you for three whole years!"
In a passage made of an unknown metal, a young soldier, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, was kneeling on the ground, frantically kowtowing and begging Raymon not to let him test the mechanism.
But Raymon remained unmoved, his face cold.
The greatest desire of Ninth-Rank Transcendent Individual is to break through to the Legendary rank.
Taking the human race as an example, even if an ordinary person reaches High-Rank Transcendent level of life, they can generally only live for two or three hundred years, and some people with special professions can only live for a little over a hundred years.
Once you break through to the Legendary, regardless of race or profession, your lifespan is basically over a thousand years.
Of course, we are referring to intelligent beings here.
These special creatures, such as war machines or puppets, have lifespans that vary greatly. Some have very long lifespans, comparable to immortal beings, while others have very short lifespans, like a fleeting moment.
That said, few intelligent beings can resist the allure of immortality.
The longer people live, the more pronounced their obsession with lifespan becomes. Countless people are willing to pay any price to gain a longer life and greater strength, even if it means killing their wives and children.
Despite Raymon's usual generous treatment of his subordinates and his frequent leadership in battles, he has now fallen into a state of madness under the allure of the Legendary realm.
Anyone who stands in the way of Raymon becoming Legendary is his enemy.
Therefore, faced with the desperate pleas of his subordinate who had followed him for three years, Raymon did not hesitate at all. He walked directly up to the young man, grabbed him, and then threw him into the unexplored passage ahead.
Boom!!
Thunder rumbled, and blue-purple lightning, like a long, winding serpent, struck the young man's head with lightning speed, instantly turning him into a charred corpse.
"Next!" Raymon said coldly, his gaze sweeping ruthlessly over the remaining 40-odd people in the team. He paused briefly on the Black Spider Squad before quickly looking away.
It's not the right time yet. Raymon will only consider sending the Black Spider Squad in once he's used up all his mid- Mid-Rank Transcendent teammates.
After all, this squad had only been in the group for a short time, so no one would object to using them as cannon fodder.
Those High-Rank Transcendent cadres also crave cultivation resources; otherwise, they wouldn't have stood by and watched Raymon Brothers treat their teammates like expendable resources, throwing them out to their deaths one by one.
If they unite, Raymon will definitely not dare to act rashly.
But... human selfishness caused the team to disintegrate from within, and no one dared to resist the powerful Intimidation of Raymon, a ninth-tier Transcendent being.
After all, resistance would inevitably lead to death.
But if you try to navigate the traps, you might be lucky enough to get through. Nobody knows where the maze will lead or where it will end.
It was this vague fantasy and hope that prevented the Mid-Rank Transcendent Individual from rebelling against Raymon.
When they realized that being thrown out would almost certainly mean certain death, only forty or fifty of them remained. Even if they united, they couldn't defeat Raymon.
The weakness and tragedy of human nature were laid bare at this moment.
The group was gradually shrinking. Gustavo lowered his head, his bright silver pupils appearing dull. Of the three puppets, only Lennar's eyes remained lively; the other two also looked dazed.
This is because Gustavo concentrated part of his consciousness on the information panel.
Just now, due to the Luck Deprivation skill frantically plundering the luck of those around him, his Luck attribute reached 31 points, granting him Attribute Talent.
[Flame of Luck] Active - You can ignite your Divine Power, briefly transforming it into Flame of Luck, thereby greatly increasing your luck attribute. The duration of the Flame of Luck is linked to the amount of Divine Power you have and the intensity of the Flame of Luck.
Note: This ability should not be used frequently, otherwise it will cause a permanent decrease in mental attributes.
"Holy crap, it's an active type of Luck ability!" Gustavo exclaimed inwardly.
Luck-related abilities are very rare, and active abilities among them are even rarer.
Gustavo never awakened an active luck-type ability in his previous life, but unexpectedly, in this life, he awakened an active luck-type ability with only his first Attribute Talent.
"Now that this talent is activated, my luck attribute can be used in combat, right?" Gustavo pondered to himself.
Luck-based characters are actually quite strong; if used well, they can make enemies suffer terribly.
In the game's parlance, every strike is a critical hit, every shot a fatal wound.
Even more absurdly, the enemy might very well develop all sorts of problems themselves as the fighting progresses.
"Not bad, not bad, now my strength has increased again." Gustavo muttered, his gaze shifting to the combat power level column below. He found that his highest combat power level had reached 699 Dale, just one step away from 700 Dale, the realm of High-Rank Transcendent.
However, the gap between 7th and 6th tiers, while not as vast as the difference between 9th and Legendary, is still a huge chasm.
Despite the slight difference in combat power level, their actual combat strength differs by nearly double.
"Although I still can't beat Raymon, with the Flame of Luck, I think I can run away and he definitely won't be able to catch me, especially in this maze-like area." Gustavo thought to himself, his sense of security greatly increased. He didn't want to waste the spatial marker given to him by Spider Mom unless absolutely necessary.
As time went on, the number of people in the team continued to decrease.
Mid-Rank Transcendent Individual remained, the corridor in front of them finally lost its traps.
The remaining six people burst into tears of joy, finally spared from being thrown out by Raymon to "sweep mines".
A smile appeared on Raymon's face, thinking he had finally arrived at his destination.
But reality soon slapped him in the face.
The mechanisms are gone, but the maze hasn't disappeared; in fact, it's become even more complex.
Half an hour later.
Raymon, now back in the same spot, finally couldn't contain his anger and roared to the sky.
Countless arcs of electricity crackled across the giant-like body, and bolts of lightning emitted chilling hiss, sending shivers down one's spine.
The other team members, including Harry and Nelson, all retreated far away. In his current Berserk state, no one dared to approach Raymon.
Except for the Fairy Puppet Lennar.
"Huh? What's this guy doing?" Harry and the others were puzzled as they watched the golden goblin fly towards Raymon. Could it be that the little guy had been scared silly?
"Leader!" The Fairy Puppet touched its chest, bowed slightly, and appeared very polite.
Raymon whirled around, grabbed the Fairy Puppet in his palm, and squeezed it tightly. His eyes, the size of a human fist, were bloodshot, as if he were about to devour the Fairy Puppet alive at any moment.
"I have a way to get through the maze," the Fairy Puppet said calmly.
"What?" Raymon was taken aback. The bloodshot and Berserk in his eyes quickly subsided. He hurriedly released the Fairy Puppet and carefully held the little guy in his hands.
"What's your plan?" Raymon asked expectantly. "Tell me quickly. If you can lead me through the maze, I'll reward you handsomely once I become Legendary being."
Gustavo, whose consciousness was attached to the Fairy Puppet, secretly rolled his eyes.
And it's become Legendary?
You should focus on living well first.
Once the Luck attribute reaches 31 points, the speed at which Luck Deprivation and plunders the Luck power of surrounding creatures increases even more. These guys are now under a cloud of bad luck, and they might just die at any moment.
Gustavo's manipulation of the Fairy Puppet to stand out was solely for the sake of the treasure.
After all, he needs a large amount of Ta Pound to acquire the various materials required by Hades.
Furthermore, if he has access to high-quality resources to support his cultivation, he will grow even faster.
"My pet has a special talent: it can discern complex spatial orientations. If it leads the way, it should be able to guide us out of the maze," the Fairy Puppet said, pointing to the Black Spider lying blankly on the ground.
"This spider?" Raymon looked at Gustavo's true form with suspicion.
This guy looks completely clueless, like he has no sense of direction. Can he really lead me out of the maze?
However, given the circumstances, Raymon Brothers had no choice but to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.
He took a deep look at the Fairy Puppet in his hand, then instructed it to tell its pet to lead the way.
As for the Fairy Puppet and the other two puppets, they were taken hostage and surrounded by seven High-Rank Transcendent Lifeform beings, including Raymon, Harry, and Nelson, and the remaining six Mid-Rank Transcendent Lifeform.
The Black Spider slowly crawled out of the group, looking back every few steps like a child, glancing at Lennar and the other two.
This reaction further convinced Raymon that he had to keep a close eye on these hostages; with them around, Black Spider would never dare to disobey.
"Lead the way!" Raymon ordered.
Gustavo focused 80% of his main consciousness on his physical body, turned around, and his previously dull, bright silver pupils became cunning and lively.
If Raymon and the others saw this expression, they would definitely realize something was wrong.
"Luck attribute, it's up to you now," Gustavo muttered, randomly choosing an exit and walking in.
He had no ability to recognize complex spatial structures; Gustavo was confident in leading Raymon and the others out of the maze simply because of his 31-point luck attribute.
As the saying goes, if you lack ability, make up for it with luck.
The maze area is the domain of luck-based abilities.
In fact, at this point, he could have easily gotten rid of Raymon and the others and gone to retrieve the treasure on his own.
However, based on past experience, Gustavo must leave these shields in place before he Luck Deprivation his full potential.
If there's any danger, we can all share the burden.
And so, Gustavo led the way, with Raymon and the others following closely behind, holding the three puppets hostage.
After about ten minutes, as Gustavo passed through the last exit, the view suddenly opened up before him.
A faint white-green light shone down from above, revealing a huge plaza.
In the center of the square stands a 100-meter-tall stone statue.
The statue is very well preserved, and it is clearly recognizable as an elderly human man dressed in a Mage's robe, looking up slightly with his right hand holding a spellbook.
Upon seeing the magic book, Nelson's breathing quickened, his eyes widened involuntarily, and he roared inwardly.
"Legendary Spellbook!"
"Hmm?" Raymon noticed Nelson's expression and his gaze also fell on the spellbook. Although he didn't have Nelson's eye for it, the thing must be very valuable to have made the latter so flustered.
Immediately, Raymon leaped into the air, transforming into a bolt of lightning, and pounced on the spellbook.
Seeing this, Nelson's face turned ashen, but he would never dare to compete with Raymon for it.
However, no one expected this.
Just as Raymon was about to approach the spellbook, a hundred-meter-tall hydra, seemingly lurking in the shadows, pounced from the side.
Seeing this, Gustavo perked up, "They're here!"