Oh no!

Arnold instinctively realized that Lorne's "preparations" were complete. But up until now, he still didn't understand what Lorne had done.

What exactly was the purple crystal ball that appeared in his hands out of thin air?

Arnold cautiously reached into his waist bag, where he kept various magic props. Besides the "Explosion Charm" that he had used before, there were many other auxiliary spells.

He decided to wait and see for now, and respond accordingly.

Just at that moment, Lorne suddenly grinned and raised his hand in a stop motion.

"Um, let's take a break...we're going to make a substitution on our side."

"Substitution? Are you kidding? Do you think this is a game?"

The holy knight Arnold's veins bulged instantly.

In his eyes, this was a life-or-death, serious battle between good and evil. But from the beginning, that despicable demon on the other side hadn't taken the fight seriously at all, pretending one moment and laughing the next!

"Well, you can't even touch me anyway, so it's boring like this." Lorne shrugged and continued to show off, "With your strength, it's not worth it for me to bother fighting seriously...it is better to let my subordinate take the field and earn some experience. So, your opponent next is Helena!"

"Helena?"

The holy knight Arnold was slightly stunned. Then he realized that Lorne was referring to that low-level zombie.

"A zombie? You want to send a mere zombie to deal with me? Are you serious?" he growled, feeling insulted.

"I don't like what you just said. Helena is one of the 'Four Heavenly Kings' here." Lorne scoffed, "There's a saying you probably haven't heard. 'Three decades on the east bank of the river, three decades on the west bank, don't belittle a poor zombie!' Now Helena has changed a lot! Well...if my plan doesn't go wrong."

Saying that, Lorne turned his head and looked behind him.

Arnold furrowed his brow and followed Lorne's gaze. He saw Helena, who was standing by the wall, holding her head tightly, sweating profusely, and in great pain.

"It's coming...Helena is getting so strange...something is about to come out...ahhh..." she trembled and moaned.

Lorne was momentarily puzzled.

Hey, hey, there's something wrong with your lines. It seems like I've seen them in some kind of butter...

Wait a minute, didn't you say she would become stronger?

Just at that moment...

Suddenly, Helena raised her head and let out a loud, shrill roar!

The ground and walls started to tremble, and if there were any glass windows here, they would probably shatter in response. The poor skeleton soldier Aze almost fell apart from the shaking.

Thick black smoke burst out and instantly filled the whole room.

A few minutes later, when the smoke cleared, the zombie Helena had transformed entirely.

That's right, she evolved!

The wounds and seams that were originally all over Helena's body had disappeared. The old dress that draped over her like a tattered sack had turned into an exquisite black evening gown.

Even her figure became slightly taller.

She looked just like an elegant, sophisticated aristocratic lady...

No, more like a queen with a commanding presence!

However, her skin remained as pale as a dead person's. In her bright red pupils and indifferent expression, there was an aura of chilling evil... She was no longer a "zombie," but still a monster.

"Ha..." Helena let out a breath, "My lord, you sure are rough. Suddenly doing such things to me. Although I won't refuse...at least give a warning next time."

"Next time, I promise."

Lorne grinned, feeling relieved. This Helena person could not help but occasionally make suggestive comments like this.

Taking advantage of Arnold's shock, Lorne casually slipped to the edge of the wall. The effective time of the "Lucky Ring" was about to end, so it was better to keep some distance.

"But on the other hand...today's my lord is quite competent. I'm quite satisfied."

Helena nodded approvingly, then looked at the astonished holy knight. Her expression changed as her eyes emitted a fierce red light:"You want me to get rid of this person, my Lord? No problem... I can do it now," she said, slowly raising her left hand.

Symbols emitting a dark red glow appeared in the air, floating around Helena's body.

Lorne didn't have much knowledge of magic, so he couldn't figure out what it meant.

But Arnold, the paladin a few steps away, gasped and turned pale.

At the same time, Arianne, still trapped in chains, widened her eyes and whispered in amazement, "She has become a 'Dark Night Enchantress'... That's a very powerful creature..."

She shook her head slightly and sighed softly.

"Now, Arnold, you really have no chance of winning," she said.

...

Dark Night Enchantress.

This is an extremely dangerous and evil creature that occasionally appears in graveyards at midnight.

Humans have limited understanding of this creature. Even in the Adventurers Guild publication 'Monster Manual (16th edition)', there are only vague descriptions.

Most people who have encountered her have died.

So far, people only know that the Dark Night Enchantress possesses magic abilities above the seventh rank, enough to easily wipe out an experienced team of adventurers!

"Tsk..." Sweat beads formed on Arnold's forehead.

If he were fully prepared, he could take on this creature.

But now, Arnold was quite exhausted.

This exhaustion was not only physical but also mental. Continuous use of the "Soul Devouring Flame" had drained a significant amount of his energy.

...The odds of winning were slim.

However, as a paladin who served the light, he would never give up hope.

Arnold took a deep breath, put away the black flames on his longsword, and gently touched the "Holy Star" emblem on his chest, praying devoutly.

A faint and gentle white light enveloped his body.

This was the exclusive skill of a paladin - "Protection against Evil." It provided additional defense against evil creatures.

"Hmph, that kind of skill is useless," Helena scoffed, stepping forward.

Her high heels made clear, rhythmic sounds on the stone floor.

Like funeral bells.

"Just because you're slightly stronger, you dare to boast, monster?" Arnold forced a mocking smile, reaching into his waist pouch and grasping a "Flashing" rune.

If all went well, it would temporarily blind the enemy and give him a chance to retreat.

...Yes, Arnold was prepared to run away.

He wasn't a reckless fool and understood how unfavorable the situation was for him now. This Dungeon was indeed not simple. His current plan was to temporarily evacuate and quickly inform the Church, requesting support.

It was a rational choice.

Arnold swiftly took out the "Flashing" rune stone and forcefully threw it to the center of the room. To avoid being affected, he promptly closed his eyes.

Crack!

Bright and dazzling light instantly filled the entire room.

Success!

Arnold immediately turned around and rushed toward the door.

But just at that moment...

Suddenly, his whole body froze, unable to move at all.

Arnold felt an icy chill that penetrated his bones. His lungs burned with intense pain, and white frost gradually formed on the surface of his skin, covering his entire body...

At the same time, he heard a song.

It was Helena's song.

Gentle and serene, sweet and sorrowful.

Anyone who heard it would abandon all hope and embrace death calmly.

...

The so-called "Dark Night Enchantress" was a creature that used its song to cast magic.