As the surging orange sea of ghosts gradually approached Erica, she remained motionless, like a frozen statue.
Even Vega, perched on her shoulder, couldn't help but show a hint of doubt as she gazed at the surrounding souls.
It knew that at this moment, the soul of 'Erica's' body had been replaced by Victor.
The goal of this challenge is simply to withstand these undead warriors for one hundred minutes.
For Viktor, it was as simple as drinking water or eating.
However, Viktor remained motionless at that moment.
This left Vega feeling somewhat puzzled and curious.
Normally, if Victor encountered so many enemies, he would have already unleashed a war spell.
What's going on today? Did the sun rise in the west?
Could it be that because she changed bodies, her personality also changed?
It couldn't fathom Viktor's thoughts.
Only Viktor himself knows.
He stood quietly in place, actually observing the restless, slowly approaching souls.
They closely observed their every move, not even missing the subtle rhythm of their invisible bodies moving.
Viktor stood there for a long while, then finally spoke:
"You know that, Erica?"
"Although the goal of this trial is for you to last for one hundred minutes, you need to know this."
"The number of enemies in each stage is fixed."
Although there are many enemies, they do not keep respawning.
If all these souls are dealt with within the allotted time, then the trial can be passed directly, regardless of the time limit.
However, most trial participants are unaware of this.
Because the first two trials only required them to endure for one minute and ten minutes respectively, they habitually believed that procrastination was the key to passing.
However, enduring a hundred-minute challenge in this dense sea of dead souls is extremely difficult.
Facing ten enemies, lasting for one minute is quite easy.
Facing a hundred enemies, you can barely get through if you hold out for ten minutes.
It can withstand a thousand enemies for a hundred minutes.
This is inherently unreasonable.
In reality, this was a desperate struggle for survival.
We cannot simply hide forever; instead, we must enable the trainees to fight their way out of desperate situations.
This is the true meaning of this trial.
Finally, Erica's observation came to an end, and a ghost wielding a spiked iron club walked up to her.
The ghost raised its weapon high and slammed it down with tremendous force towards Erica's location.
Thump—
The impact shook the entire steel arena.
Viktor transformed into a pure elemental flame, dodging the attack by following the direction the iron rod was about to strike.
At that moment, the entire sea of the dead underwent a complete transformation, and the deathly stillness vanished instantly.
A crimson light suddenly flashed deep within the single eye of the undead, locking onto the rising crimson flames.
Viktor's dodges and movements drew the attention of all the dead to him.
The next second, countless souls transformed into a churning orange current, rapidly converging towards the crimson flame in mid-air.
However, no one noticed that where the iron bar had been struck, a seed with a faint glow remained.
The flames were so tiny that they were perfectly concealed within the hellfire erupting from the gears.
The crimson flames in mid-air fell into a corner of the trial grounds and transformed into Erica's body.
But at the end of the orange current, several undead suddenly emerged.
They brandished their black, wolf-tooth iron clubs and lunged at Victor.
This time, she once again vanished from the spot as a blur.
The crimson glow of the departed souls vanished instantly; the disappearance of their target left them momentarily bewildered.
However, they quickly turned their heads 180 degrees and locked onto Viktor again.
But it was too late.
Because Victor had already silently slipped behind them and struck them with a sudden palm strike.
The powerful impact did not scatter the spirits; instead, it slammed them into the center of the trial grounds, right where Victor had been.
Behind that departed soul, a blazing flame remained.
Correspondingly, because Victor had switched places with the ghost, he was now surrounded by the orange ghost current.
But he remained completely calm, his face expressionless, and he even had the leisure to chat idly, muttering to himself:
"Even if you encounter this situation, don't panic."
To live in the face of death.
In an instant, countless souls emerged from the ocean currents, their outstretched palms lunging toward Erica's body.
"Remember the abilities you possess and how to break through the impasse."
The moment these ghosts pounced, Victor had already manipulated Erica's body into a stream of water.
Like a giant shark, it leaped up from the ground and lunged forward.
The enormous maw, covered in sharp teeth, snapped at the foremost soul, swallowing it whole and then rampaging through the trial grounds with it.
Immediately afterwards, 'Erica' broke through the encirclement of all the monsters like lightning and arrived at the very edge of the trial grounds.
Upon landing, the enormous shark-shaped object exploded with a deafening roar, sending water churning and surging around it.
Erica, who had transformed into a stream of transparent water, also returned to human form, still clutching the enormous, struggling ghost in her hand.
She glanced at the undead monster in her hand, then with a wave of her hand, slammed the undead back into the ocean of souls.
Incidentally, a crimson spark was left on its body.
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