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

She keenly sensed that Shen Ying's appearance was definitely not simple; it was like an instinctive intuition, a feeling that spurred her on, yet she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She could only force herself to remain calm and patiently wait for the system's response.

Shen Ying stood in the vast underground chamber, the walls of which were inlaid with crystals that emitted a faint blue light. The light intertwined like threads, making the entire space seem to be immersed in a mysterious and dreamlike dream, yet also exuding a slight chill.

The secret chamber is filled with many strangely shaped instruments, which, under the changing light and shadow, resemble dark monsters sealed away in ancient legends.

Busy crowds moved about among them, dressed in simple work clothes adorned with mysterious runes.

Some held sheepskin blueprints with intricate patterns, whispering and discussing, their brows furrowed; others pushed carts filled with parts that shimmered with magical light, their hurried steps echoing in the silence; still others were using magical tools to cast wondrous spells on machinery, sparks flying like twinkling sprites in the night sky.

Not far away, Calvin frowned slightly, his deep eyes fixed on the huge and mysterious weapon before him, as if scrutinizing it.

The weapon gleamed with a cold, hard, and dazzling metallic luster, with ancient runes deeply engraved on it. These runes intertwined to form a mysterious and unpredictable network of magic, with azure and blazing light flashing between them, continuously infusing the weapon with powerful magic.

Its structure is extremely ingenious, and the whole is made up of various metal parts of different sizes that fit together tightly. Although there is no obvious sense of splicing parts, one can feel the complexity and wonder of its internal operation, and it faintly exudes a power of order that is beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

The weapon was surrounded by a faint aura of magic, within which strange magical symbols flickered intermittently. These symbols echoed the runes on the weapon, seemingly constantly amplifying its inherent power. A massive gem was embedded at the weapon's tip, radiating a dazzling light that not only pierced the darkness but also seemed to possess a world-destroying power, as if with the slightest activation, it could unleash energy capable of rewriting the fate of the world.

Shen Ying stared wide-eyed at the weapon before her, speechless. She stammered, "This...this is..." Her eyes widened like saucers, filled with shock, her gaze shifting between the weapon and Adrian, her mind filled with disbelief at this astonishing creation.

Adrian nodded solemnly, his gaze fixed intently on the weapon radiating immense pressure before him. "Judgment," his voice was deep and resolute, echoing in the empty space, "is the key to our complete annihilation of the Shadow Abyss Demon. The power contained within this weapon is a sharp blade capable of severing the Shadow Abyss Demon's connection to this world."

Previously, Adrian had already told Shen Ying about his plan to break the seal on the Shadow Abyss Demon and then personally destroy it from this world.

Shen Ying already knew about Adrian's plan from the game's introduction. She wasn't particularly surprised to hear it from Adrian again. However, when she actually stood there and saw the weapon—the core of the plan—before her, she was deeply shocked.

The contents of the game introduction kept flashing through Shen Ying's mind. The thought of "Judgment"—a divine artifact that everyone had high hopes for and which possessed the power to destroy the world—ultimately failed to destroy the Shadow Abyss Demon Corpse made her heart sink.

Just what kind of terrifying existence is this Shadow Abyss Demon Remains?

Shen Ying couldn't help but shiver. She seemed to see the huge and twisted figure of the Shadow Abyss Demon Corpse, which blotted out the sky and exuded a dark aura that made people despair.

She thought with lingering fear that if she, with her small frame, had recklessly run to help the protagonist, she probably would have been swatted away by that demon and sent flying straight to her great-grandmother. The thought of that scene made her feel utterly hopeless!

Deep within the mountains behind the capital, a chilling stillness pervades the landscape. Towering ancient trees block out the sun, scattering sunlight in dappled patterns across the ground strewn with fallen leaves and withered branches. The place seems forgotten by the world, save for the faint whisper of the wind, like the murmur of something hidden in the darkness.

Adrian led his group into this eerie place, his gaze resolute and determined. Upon arrival, the group moved in an orderly fashion, while a massive, mysterious figure appeared at the rear of the group—the heavily guarded weapon "Judgment." It radiated a cold, hard, and dazzling metallic luster, ancient runes interwoven into a mysterious and unpredictable network of magic, with ghostly blue and fiery light flickering between the runes.

It was surrounded by a faint magical aura, within which strange magical symbols flickered from time to time, and the huge gem at the top shone with a dazzling light, as if it had the power to destroy the world.

Leon was a completely different person, a far cry from his usual boisterous self. His eyes were sharp as lightning as he alertly scanned his surroundings, instantly assessing the current situation and potential dangers. After doing so, he moved like a nimble cheetah, silently and vigilantly following closely beside the prince, ready to deal with any crisis that might arise.

Calvin, his brow furrowed and his eyes sharp, paced back and forth, giving instructions to his personal guards in a low voice. His gaze frequently drifted to the brought-in "Judgment," as if he were considering how to maximize its effectiveness in this operation.

Elena, wand in hand, gracefully approached the key node of the magic circle. Her expression was solemn, her red lips slightly parted, and the crystal at the tip of her wand emitted a dazzling light. That light, like a nimble sprite, leaped into the surrounding magic circle, strengthening the sealed magic. At the same time, she also paid attention to the location of "Judgment," knowing that it was the key to this battle.

Eric directed his royal guard members to quickly spread out, forming a solid defensive line around the perimeter. The guards stood in perfect unison, their long spears gleaming coldly in the dim light. They were on high alert, like an iron wall guarding the kingdom, and also protecting the beacon of hope that was "Judgment."

Shen Ying stood quietly beside Adrian, witnessing everything before her. The heavy atmosphere enveloped her like a thick fog. She involuntarily tensed, her expression becoming extremely serious.

Her gaze fell upon the place where the Shadow Abyss Demon's remains were sealed. She swallowed hard, cold sweat trickling down her face and soaking her palms. Her heart pounded violently in her chest, as if warning her of the unknown terror.

"Don't be afraid." Adrian's voice was deep and powerful, like a ray of light in the darkness, shining directly into Shen Ying's panicked heart and dispelling some of the fear and gloom that lingered in her mind.

Upon hearing Adrian's words of comfort, Shen Ying nodded slightly, though a hint of nervousness still lingered in her eyes. The gentle nod seemed to be a way of encouraging herself, trying to appear more composed in this tense atmosphere.

The ritual to break the seal began. Elena stood solemnly, her wand raised high, the crystal at its tip gleaming brightly, its dazzling light spreading like threads towards the seal. She parted her red lips, and an ancient, mysterious incantation flowed from them, each syllable seemingly imbued with magic, vibrating in the air.