Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Soren immediately lowered his head and respectfully said, "Welcome, Your Excellency, to this humble place."

Soren's voice echoed in the palace, filled with piety and awe.

The appearance of Your Excellency will change the entire situation.

Selena slowly opened her eyes, and within those eyes seemed to be hidden an endless sea of stars, mysterious and majestic.

She looked at Soren, who was kneeling on one knee, and the corners of her mouth slightly curved, revealing a satisfied smile.

Soren knew very well the power and majesty of Your Excellency. To receive Your Excellency's praise was an unparalleled honor for him. The palace was silent, with only the powerful aura emanating from Selena slowly flowing.

Suddenly, Selena abruptly raised her head. Her eyes instantly became incomparably sharp, as if they could penetrate the walls of the palace and see everything outside.

A powerful aura emanated from her body, causing the entire palace to tremble slightly.

"Someone is attacking the palace," Selena's voice was cold and stern, filled with majesty. Her words resounded in the palace like thunder, causing Soren's heart to tighten.

Soren quickly explained, "When we entered the palace, we encountered the Orc Labyrinth Exploration Team. A fierce conflict broke out between the two sides. The overall strength of the Orcs is slightly stronger than ours, and this is already my limit."

There was a hint of helplessness in Soren's voice. Facing the powerful Orc forces, he also felt powerless.

Selena nodded, a hint of understanding in her eyes. "Let your people in!" Her voice was calm and decisive, as if everything was under her control.

Soren was overjoyed. A strong sense of gratitude welled up in his heart.

Your Excellency is going to help him solve the Orc problem.

He quickly turned around, eager to summon his subordinates in to take refuge.

Outside the mysterious palace, a fierce battle was in full swing.

Robert and Hank, two Saint-level powerhouses, cooperated with the tall Abomination to jointly fight against the Orc Sword Saint Rasga.

The double-bladed axe in Robert's hand gleamed with a cold light, each swing carrying a powerful force, as if it could split the air in two.

The golden sword芒 Hank unleashed weaved into a magnificent and dangerous picture in his hands.

The Abomination's massive body was like a mobile fortress. It swung its huge arms, and each attack could make the ground tremble.

The Orc Sword Saint Rasga was like lightning. His figure quickly shuttled across the battlefield, and the precious sword in his hand exuded a fierce aura.

He sometimes rushed towards Robert, sometimes attacked Hank, and sometimes engaged in fierce collisions with the Abomination.

Shadow and the short Sword Saint each blocked a Saint-level powerhouse.

Shadow's figure was like a ghost, looming in the darkness.

The dagger in his hand gleamed with a strange light, and each attack was unpredictable.

Although the short Sword Saint was short, his swordsmanship was extremely fierce. His figure was like a nimble bird, dancing on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, the collision of magic and martial skills constantly emitted dazzling light and huge sounds.

Flames burned in the air, frost spread on the ground, and lightning flashed in the sky.

The shouts of the warriors, the collision of weapons, and the roar of magic intertwined to form a war symphony full of blood and passion.

Robert stared intently at the Orc Sword Saint Rasga, his heart full of vigilance. He knew that this Orc Sword Saint was an extremely powerful opponent, and a slight carelessness could put him in danger. He swung the long sword in his hand while looking for Rasga's flaws.

"Hank, watch out for his sneak attacks!" Robert shouted loudly. His voice echoed on the battlefield, reminding Hank to pay attention to the movements of the Orc Sword Saint.

Hank nodded, his eyes full of focus.

He constantly cast spells, trying to put more pressure on the Orc Sword Saint. "I'll be careful, you be careful too!" Hank responded.

The Abomination roared, its attacks were powerful, but the Orc Sword Saint Rasga's speed was too fast, making it difficult to hit him.

However, the existence of the Abomination also brought great pressure to Rasga, preventing him from launching a full-force attack easily.

Shadow and the Saint-level powerhouse he blocked engaged in a fierce close combat.

Shadow's dagger was like a poisonous snake, constantly stabbing towards the opponent's vital parts.

The Orc Saint-level powerhouse was not to be outdone, he waved the weapon in his hand, trying to force Shadow back.

"You think you can stop me?" The Orc Saint-level powerhouse roared. His eyes were full of anger,

He was unwilling to be stopped by a small Shadow.

Shadow smiled coldly, "Try it and you'll know." His voice was full of confidence. He believed in his own strength and that he would be able to stop this Orc Saint-level powerhouse.

The short Sword Saint and his opponent engaged in a wonderful swordsmanship duel.

Their figures quickly shuttled across the battlefield, and the precious swords in their hands were like lightning, constantly colliding with each other.

"Your swordsmanship is good, but you are still not my opponent," said the Orc Sword Saint Camille, a Saint-level powerhouse.

His eyes were full of arrogance, and he believed that his swordsmanship was unmatched.

Unfortunately, the short Sword Saint was a undead puppet and could not respond to the other party's words.

The battle became more and more fierce, and both sides were in a stalemate.

The shadows of swords and blades intertwined, and the light of magic shone, and every collision seemed to shake the entire maze.

Suddenly, the door slowly opened, and the heavy sound echoed on the battlefield like muffled thunder.

This sudden change caused both sides of the battle to stop, and they quickly retreated to both sides, vigilantly looking at the slowly opening palace gate.

Everyone's eyes were attracted to it, and their hearts were full of curiosity and tension.

As the palace gate opened, in addition to Soren, who was struggling to push the door, everyone also saw the black Valkyrie sitting high on the throne.

Her figure was like a flash of lightning in the darkness, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The Valkyrie was wearing black armor, which shimmered with a mysterious light, as if it contained infinite power. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, and her eyes revealed a kind of indifference and majesty.

The battlefield was silent, and everyone was shocked by this mysterious Valkyrie.

Her appearance seemed to bring an invisible pressure to the entire battlefield, making people breathless.

Soren stood next to the door, looking at the figure of Your Excellency, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Your Excellency is so damn good at acting!"