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

In a dark, cobweb-covered, secluded corner of the castle, a shadowy figure moved uneasily, and a voice trembled with fear as it spoke.

"Won't we be held accountable for what we're doing?" a shrill voice asked, filled with hesitation and fear, like a frightened mouse.

"Probably not, after all, it was that person who personally requested it, he wouldn't turn around and accuse them." Another voice tried to remain calm, but the slight tremor in its tone still betrayed the fear in its owner's heart.

"That man's aura was simply suffocating. I almost knelt down on the spot. When I looked into his eyes, I felt my soul freeze instantly!" another person said, trembling, the fear in their voice spreading like ripples.

Just then, a timid voice echoed in the darkness: "Should we inform the boss?" The voice was full of hesitation, and it was especially clear in this quiet corner where you could hear your own heartbeat.

In an instant, the entire space became extremely quiet, as if time had stopped.

After a while, a low voice came from the corner: "Isn't anyone going to send a message to the boss?"

"I thought you had reported it."

"I think so too..."

The voices of the crowd gradually faded, and silence descended.

After a long silence, a voice broke the stillness: "In my opinion, we still need to tell the boss, otherwise if he accidentally offends that person, we'll all be in deep trouble. Everyone has witnessed that person's ruthless methods!" His words were full of worry.

Inside the luxurious palace, the Arbiter reclined languidly on soft cushions, a beautiful woman with a graceful figure in his arms, completely at ease.

The beautiful woman smiled radiantly, gently picked up a crystal-clear grape, and slowly offered it to the judge's lips.

The arbitrator smiled, opened his mouth and took it in, enjoying the moment.

Suddenly, the arbitrator sneezed loudly without warning.

This happened so suddenly that, in an instant, saliva mixed with grape skins and pulp shot out like a "cannonball" straight at the beauty opposite him.

The beauty's originally bright and charming face was instantly blurred into a complete mess.

The fruit pulp slid down her cheeks, and the peel clung to her eyelashes, making her look utterly disheveled.

She gritted her teeth, suppressing her resentment and disgust, but her voice remained gentle: "My lord, what's wrong?"

The adjudicator frowned, casually wiped his face, and said with a puzzled look, "Strange, I don't know why, but I suddenly feel cold all over."

The beautiful woman hesitated for a moment, thinking the question absurd, but she couldn't help asking, "Sir, could it be... that you have a cold?"

Upon hearing this, the judge froze, staring at the beauty as if she were a monster.

He thought to himself: What a joke! How could I be as fragile as those humans and catch a cold!

After a short rest, the two set off side by side into the depths of the castle.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, and their steady footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.

Before long, they arrived at a dimly lit and secluded hall.

The hall was shrouded in heavy shadows, with only a few faint rays of light struggling to penetrate through the gaps above, barely outlining the surroundings.

Just then, a tall and imposing figure came into their view.

The man stood with his back to them, his posture upright, like a majestic mountain peak, exuding a powerful and intimidating aura.

Shen Ying's heart leaped into her throat. She instinctively moved closer to Zhang Wei, her lips parted slightly, and her voice was as low as the buzzing of a mosquito's wings: "Is it the Dark Arbiter?"

Due to excessive nervousness, she did not realize that she and Zhang Wei were getting rather intimately close.

Zhang Wei sensed Shen Ying's presence beside him, and his grip on the sword tightened unconsciously, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

At the same time, a barely perceptible blush crept up to his ears.

He nodded slightly and squeezed out a single word: "Mm."

Shen Ying's gaze was completely drawn to the terrifying figure in front of her, and she did not notice Zhang Wei's subtle change at all.

At that moment, the air in the hall seemed to freeze. The figure slowly turned around, revealing a ferocious face.

The Dark Arbiter charged towards Shen Ying and Zhang Wei like a surging black wave, its powerful pressure seemingly crushing the surrounding air.

Shen Ying tensed up instantly, as if facing a formidable enemy. She could clearly hear her own heart pounding, the "thump-thump" sound like a war drum urging her on.

At this moment, Shen Ying was as tense as a fully drawn bow, ready to be released.

She gripped the giant axe tightly with both hands, her eyes fixed on the front, completely focused, waiting for the Dark Arbiter to approach before fiercely swinging the axe to meet him.

In the blink of an eye, the Dark Arbiter had arrived.

Zhang Wei reacted extremely quickly, suddenly swinging his sword. A flash of cold light appeared, and the wind howled through the air.

At the same time, Shen Ying also used all her strength to swing the axe at the other party.

But who could have predicted that just as the weapon was about to touch the Dark Arbiter, the figure vanished into thin air like a phantom.

In this moment, neither of them could stop their momentum in time, and they almost struck each other.

Fortunately, they reacted very quickly and stopped in time at the critical moment, thus avoiding an accidental injury.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing disbelief in each other's eyes, before turning in unison to look at the spot where the Dark Arbiter had been standing.

The Dark Arbiter was kneeling upright in front of the two in a ridiculously comical posture.

Shen Ying, her eyes wide with surprise: ...

Zhang Wei, with an indifferent expression: ...

The Dark Arbiter, who never expected his legs to suddenly go weak: ...How embarrassing, I want to dig a hole and bury myself!

He secretly glanced up and caught a glimpse of Shen Ying's astonished expression and the fleeting surprise in Zhang Wei's eyes. He wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

"What... what's going on?" Shen Ying muttered softly.

Just as the kneeling Dark Arbiter was about to speak, Zhang Wei, who had been silent, suddenly sharpened his gaze, and his aura instantly turned murderous.

He suddenly lunged forward, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

The long sword in his hand seemed to be in sync with his thoughts, instantly bursting forth with a dazzling cold light.

The blade, imbued with a fierce aura, tore through the air, emitting a sharp hissing sound, and slashed fiercely toward the neck of the Dark Arbiter with overwhelming force, filling the air with a dangerous atmosphere.

The Dark Arbiter was filled with terror, staggering backward as he desperately retreated.

He was filled with doubt, completely unable to figure out what he had done to offend this person.

But before he could think, Zhang Wei's sword, like a dazzling silver lightning bolt, carrying a strong wind, pierced right in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The Dark Arbiter's heart clenched, and out of instinct for survival, his body reflexively dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the fatal sword strike.

Before he could regain his footing, Zhang Wei's continuous sword strikes came crashing down like a surging tide.

The Dark Arbiter could only frantically defend himself, hastily raising his arm to use his black-scaled bracers to block Zhang Wei's sword.

With a loud "bang," the surrounding air trembled as the two forces collided violently.

While fending off Zhang Wei's fierce attacks, the Dark Arbiter cast a questioning glance at Zhang Wei.

The moment their eyes met, the Dark Arbiter was struck as if by an electric current, his whole body jolting violently.

Immediately afterwards, a barely perceptible look of surprise flashed deep in his eyes.

That hint of surprise flashed by, replaced by an unprecedented ruthlessness.

In the blink of an eye, the Dark Arbiter's attack style suddenly changed.

Previously, it could only barely parry and passively defend, but now it was as if it had become a different monster, and its offensive suddenly became as fierce as a storm.