Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

“Good, good, good, you are very good!” Sauron was consumed by rage, almost forgetting his tyrannical image.

In the depths of his mind, the Infinity Blade constantly stirred with bloodthirsty calls.

“Kill them, make these people who dare to insult you pay the price!”

“What, getting angry?” The heavily armored knight sneered, lowering his head and trying to lift Sauron's hood to reveal his true face.

However, just as his fingers touched the hood, a cold light flashed, and his entire arm snapped off in response, blood spurting out.

“Ahhh!” The heavily armored knight's wails were shrill and painful, shocking everyone present.

Sauron's eyes were cold, and without hesitation, he drew the Infinity Blade, turning and pouncing towards the knights behind him.

These knights, sent to occupy the maze gate, were by no means ordinary; the leader was a powerful seventh-tier knight, the heavily armored knight also had a sixth-tier cultivation, and even the weakest member possessed at least a second-tier beginner's strength.

Such a luxurious lineup was originally enough to deter anyone who dared to challenge them.

Hiltin blocked the seventh-tier knight's path, while Anka, though a step slower, closely followed Sauron, witnessing his ruthless slaughter of the knights before him.

Sauron's swordsmanship was fierce and ruthless, each strike accompanied by the fall of a knight.

Anka watched in horror, noticing that as the slaughter continued, Sauron's movements became more agile, as if an unstoppable aura of killing intent was rising from his body.

When the last knight died under Sauron's sword, he slowly turned around, his gaze coldly sweeping over the dumbfounded heavily armored knight.

At this moment, the heavily armored knight's eyes were filled with fear and unease; he looked at his superior, Loren, only to see that the Loren, who was invincible in his mind, was now being playfully suppressed by a black-robed figure, repeatedly being knocked to the ground, a scene that had gone beyond the scope of battle and was more like a cruel mockery.

“You, what do you want to do?” The heavily armored knight's voice trembled, as he tried to protect himself with his identity, “I am a guard knight of the Balulea Earl's family…”

However, facing Sauron's icy gaze, his voice grew softer and softer, eventually becoming almost a mumble.

Sauron's lips curled into a cold smile, “The Balulea family, I'll remember that.” Before the words finished, the light of the sword in his hand flashed, and the heavily armored knight's legs snapped off in response, his screams echoing in the air. However, Sauron did not stop; immediately after, he softly chanted an incantation, and a gentle healing magic enveloped the knight, stopping the gushing blood.

“Ahhh…”

The surrounding adventurers witnessed this scene, and they were all chilled to the bone.

They retreated one after another, fearing that they would become Sauron's next target.

The air was filled with an indescribable tension and fear.

“Disable that knight!” Sauron said casually, as if he were dealing with a trivial matter. Immediately, he walked towards the maze gate without looking back, Anka following closely behind, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

Hiltin received Sauron's order, and without the slightest hesitation, she struck decisively.

With a muffled sound, the seventh-tier knight captain, Loren, had his hands and feet broken, falling painfully to the ground. However, Hiltin did not deliver a killing blow; she precisely controlled her strength, not bursting the seed of life within Loren's body, as that would have truly crippled him.

At this moment, in front of the maze gate, the adventurers were as silent as cicadas in winter, looking at Sauron and Hiltin's backs, their hearts filled with awe and unease.

Entering the maze, it was dark and damp, the air filled with a musty smell.

The walls were stone, the surface smooth, but with traces of time.

Dozens of meters high stone pillars surrounded them, the pillars engraved with mysterious symbols, involuntarily creating a sense of fear.

The architecture in the maze was eerie.

Tall stone pillars supported the roof, as if it could collapse at any moment.

Some chains hung on the walls, seemingly having held something in the past, but now the emptiness created a sense of unease.

The monsters in the maze moved slowly and strangely, their figures blurry, making it impossible to distinguish their true forms.

They wandered in the maze, emitting chilling roars.

The entire maze exuded an atmosphere of solemn killing.

When Sauron played the game, there was a scene that always made him feel deeply uncomfortable—that was the Noraham Maze. Whenever facing this scene, even just in front of the screen, he could feel a sinister atmosphere; moreover, in this environment, the Infinity Blade in his hand seemed to sense the strange atmosphere around it, constantly trembling, emitting a strange, almost comfortable, humming sound.

“This is the feeling, it’s really too comfortable.”

Sauron frowned slightly, asking in his heart: “What did you sense? Do you know this place?”

The Infinity Blade slowly asked: “Do you know the origin of the Seven Deadly Sins?”

Sauron shook his head; he indeed knew very little about this, and the question caught him off guard.

It couldn't possibly originate from Catholic dogma, could it!

The Infinity Blade began to explain: “It originates from the Abyss, and the Seven Deadly Sins actually represent the seven most powerful Demon Emperors in the Abyss.”

Sauron was stunned for a moment, and then asked with some helplessness and confusion: “Do you mean that this place is connected to the Abyss Hell?”

“Smart!”

The Infinity Blade's praise made Sauron's heart clench; he felt as if he was instantly wrapped in a cold current, but immediately after, he quickly regained his composure.

He thought to himself, even in the game, Tyrant Sauron died more than twenty years later, and the Noraham Maze still existed stably, without any accidents. Now, he didn't need to worry too much about it.

The Infinity Blade then emitted a deep voice, reminding him: “But please note that this is only a gap between the Abyss and the mortal world. Moreover, I need to correct a common misconception of yours—the Abyss and Hell are two completely different planes of existence.”

After hearing this, Sauron couldn't help but nod curiously, his interest thoroughly piqued. “Then, what exactly are the specific differences between the two?” he couldn't help but ask.

The Infinity Blade seemed to fall into deep thought, and after a long time, it slowly opened its mouth: “The Abyss is a world filled with violence, madness, and bloodlust, every place permeated with primitive and barbaric power. Hell, on the other hand, is completely different; it is a world full of cunning, rationality, and cruelty, where the creatures are more cunning, act more planned, cold and precise.”

Sauron nodded, seemingly understanding.

“The negative energy released by the two is also different.”