Quick Transmigration: I'm the Villain's Assistant to the Protagonist

Mission accomplished, game completed, and a portal appears before everyone.

Shen Ying wanted to ask Zhang Wei if they should continue to team up for the next dungeon, but she hesitated for a moment and swallowed the words back.

In the end, Shen Ying simply smiled and said goodbye to Zhang Wei, then took a deep breath and stepped into the shimmering portal first.

The moment she stepped in, her figure was enveloped in dazzling light, and then she disappeared, transported by the portal to a space where she could rest briefly.

After seeing Shen Ying's figure disappear into the portal, the elemental spirit flapped its wings and flew to Zhang Wei.

It lowered its head slightly and asked respectfully, "My lord, why have you come here in person? Is there a problem?" Its voice carried a hint of caution and awe.

Zhang Wei frowned slightly, his previously gentle attitude towards Shen Ying completely changed.

At this moment, his expression was indifferent, like the snow that never melts on a high mountain, exuding a cold indifference that kept people at a distance.

His gaze was as cold as ice as he glanced at the elemental spirit, the majesty in his eyes pressing down on it as if it were a tangible force.

The elemental spirit was struck dumb, its body trembling slightly, and even the flapping of its wings became somewhat chaotic. It cowered, not daring to utter another word, as if saying another word would bring about its annihilation.

In the Dark Castle instance, the aura of dark magic permeates the air like thick ink, seeping into every corner. The heavy atmosphere weighs heavily on the hearts of every intruder, almost suffocating them.

This is the territory of the Dark Knights and Ghost Mages, who roam here in droves like shadows born from the darkness.

Shen Ying stood in the gloomy hall of the dark castle, her heart filled with helplessness and despair.

This time, her mission is to defeat the leader here, the Dark Arbiter.

Shen Ying couldn't help but mentally rant: "What kind of despicable mission is this? It's practically pushing me into a fire pit! The leader here is an SSS-level being, isn't this sending me to my death?!"

Looks like I won't even need the system to eliminate me; I'll just be game over right here.

Shen Ying cautiously made her way through the dim and secluded corridors of the dark castle. The air was thick with a pungent, putrid stench, and the flickering eerie green flames on the walls stretched her shadow into a distorted and bizarre shape.

As I turned the corner in the corridor, a chilling cold swept over me.

Looking up, the towering Dark Knight stood before them like a mobile black fortress.

The Dark Knight was clad in heavy black armor, which was covered with evil runes and emitted a chilling, eerie light.

Shen Ying's heart tightened suddenly, and her hand instantly reached for the spatial buckle at her waist.

The instant she touched it, a flash of light appeared, and a majestic, enormous battle axe materialized out of thin air and landed steadily in her hand.

The Dark Knight launched the first attack, raising its black spear, the tip of which gleamed with a ghostly blue magical light, and thrusting towards Shen Ying like lightning.

Shen Ying dodged to the side, simultaneously swinging her giant axe and using the force of her turn to draw a deadly arc, slashing towards the Dark Knight's neck.

The Dark Knight reacted swiftly, blocking the attack with his lance; the sound of metal clashing was deafening.

Immediately afterwards, the Dark Knight swung his spear violently, the shaft twisting like a python as it swept horizontally toward Shen Ying's abdomen.

Shen Ying leaped into the air, adjusted her posture in mid-air, gripped the axe handle tightly with both hands, and cleaved down at the Dark Knight with the force of Mount Tai crashing down.

The Dark Knight raised its shield to block, but Shen Ying's full-force attack forced it to retreat repeatedly, leaving deep footprints in the ground.

After landing, Shen Ying gave her opponent no chance to catch her breath. She took several quick steps and swung her giant axe rapidly, creating a series of axe shadows. Each strike carried immense power.

Under Shen Ying's relentless onslaught, the Dark Knight's defenses gradually began to falter.

Its shield was riddled with holes, its heavy armor was full of cracks, and the evil runes that once emitted a ghostly glow were now flickering and their light was weak.

Suddenly, the Dark Knight made a desperate struggle and hurled his lance.

The spear, imbued with bursting dark magic, was like a black lightning bolt, aimed straight at Shen Ying's throat.

Shen Ying was unable to dodge in time and could only barely defend herself with her giant axe.

The impact caused her hands to split open, blood trickling down the axe handle, and she was knocked back several steps.

Shen Ying stared intently at the Dark Knight, let out a loud shout, and charged forward at an incredible speed.

She swung her giant axe high into the air, creating a whooshing sound as it drew a huge semicircle before slashing fiercely at the Dark Knight.

This attack brought together all of Shen Ying's power.

The Dark Knight hastily raised his shield to defend himself, but Shen Ying's deadly strike, filled with murderous intent, severed the shield along with its arm.

The Dark Knight was thrown off balance by the force and fell to one knee.

Shen Ying's eyes flashed, and she quickly circled behind the Dark Knight, using all her strength to stab the giant axe fiercely into the gap in its armor.

The Dark Knight let out a painful roar, his body trembled violently a few times, and then he crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Shen Ying stood there, her chest heaving violently as she gasped for breath.

Her hair clung messily to her sweaty cheeks, her gaze fixed on the fallen enemy before her, whose body was gradually becoming transparent.

As time slowly passed, the Dark Knight's silhouette gradually blurred, and his once cold and hard armor, engraved with evil runes, seemed to be dismantled by an invisible force, turning into specks of black light that gradually dissipated into the eerie air.

Shen Ying gripped the giant axe tightly and strode deeper into the castle.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the sound of her footsteps echoing on the stone slabs in the empty corridor.

After turning a corner, a spacious hall suddenly appeared before us.

The ceiling of the hall was extremely high, carved with various ferocious monster patterns, which appeared even more sinister and terrifying under the flickering eerie green firelight on the walls.

Shen Ying stood in the center of the hall, scanning the room warily before lowering her eyes and focusing her attention on the wristwatch on her wrist.

She frowned slightly, her fingers swiping rapidly across the watch screen, zooming in and out on the map showing the castle's interior.

On the map, the intricate lines and markings shimmered faintly in the dim light, appearing somewhat blurry.

Just then, a sound of footsteps came from far away.

The sound echoed in the empty, gloomy hall, striking Shen Ying's heart again and again.

Shen Ying's heart skipped a beat, and a look of vigilance instantly flashed in her eyes.

She turned around quickly, instinctively gripping her battle axe tightly, assuming a fighting stance.

A familiar figure appeared before me, his silhouette outlined in the shadows as resolute and upright.

Their eyes met, and for a moment, the surrounding darkness seemed to fade.

"Found you." Zhang Wei revealed a gentle smile, a smile that seemed to have warmth and could dispel the chill in this dark castle.

Shen Ying took a deep breath, trying to calm her somewhat disordered heart, nodded slightly, and responded with a smile, "You've come."