Skill Extraction: Exploring Dungeons

As they were still studying the sudden enhancement effects within their bodies.

A flash of light flickered, and the surrounding environment changed dramatically.

They returned once again to the high platform they had been on before.

The sudden change of scene left them a bit confused.

"Alright, no need to be puzzled, you've passed the trial." Aikronende's voice carried a hint of helplessness.

He did not anticipate that Kane and his team's strength had already exceeded the level they displayed, which was that of a Silver Explorer.

This time, he watched Kane and his team's trial throughout.

When he saw Cotton Candy grow large enough to accommodate all of Kane and his team, he knew things had gone awry.

However, he didn't expect that the final boss of the trial would directly appear in front of Kane and his team since this dungeon was real, unlike the first trial, which was completely fabricated by Aiklon.

Thus, he couldn't interfere with the external world at will.

As a result, the Giant Dragon, just like the time he had encountered it before, made some tough remarks and was then beaten to a pulp without any ability to fight back.

Especially when Meizike used that skill, Aikronende directly had them transported out as there was nothing left worth waiting for. Now, killing that Evil Dragon was as simple as killing a chicken for them.

It was better to transport Kane and his team out directly, allowing them to pass the trial successfully, so as not to waste unnecessary energy.

"Your strength indeed exceeded my expectations, and I am very satisfied with you. In fact, with your current strength, you are fully capable of inheriting my legacy."

Seeing Kane wanting to say something, he waved his hand to interrupt, saying, "The rules of the trial are set by the Mist, not even I can break them, so the third trial is mandatory."

After saying this, his phantom figure gradually became corporeal.

He stomped on the high platform, and from the spot he stomped, countless cracks spread out across the altar.

Then the entire altar began to shake violently, and Kane and his team started to sway along with it.

"Crack!"

The cracks on the altar grew larger and eventually completely shattered into heaps of rubble.

The Cotton Candy behind Kane, seeing this scene, instantly swelled to its maximum size, trying to hold Kane and his team.

Nevertheless, they remained steadily standing in the air, as if the altar below them still existed.

Dark clouds high in the sky began to swirl around them, filled with thunder, spinning faster and faster, making them feel as if they were in the eye of a typhoon, surrounded by dark clouds but clear in the center.

Subsequently, the clouds burrowed into the ground beneath their feet, transforming into a massive platform. A strong light flashed, and Kane could not help but raise his hand to shield his eyes from the intense brightness.

When the light dissipated, and they opened their eyes, they found themselves standing on a gigantic platform.

They were no longer in mid-air, and the giant platform was surrounded by an endless ocean, stretching to the horizon.

"Well, this is your final trial ground."

Aikronende had now become corporeal, but the clothes he wore were no longer the armor from before; instead, he wore a white training uniform.

The face, which was once a robust image of a middle-aged man when it was a phantom, had now aged somewhat, with hair, eyebrows, and a neatly trimmed beard all turning pure white.

Perhaps due to his age, his entire visage appeared more gentle and kind.

Yet his gaze remained sharp and clear.

"Um... you now look like this."

Aikronende seemed to know what Kane wanted to say and cheerfully responded.

"Are you referring to how I look now? This is my true appearance. I am no longer young, otherwise, why would I seek someone to inherit my legacy?"

"Alright!" Listening to Aikronende, Kane no longer said anything further and then asked, "So, what is the final trial?"

Aikronende waved his hand, and a round cushion appeared beneath them, followed by a small wooden table appearing in front of them.

"Take a seat first; this trial will take some time."

Kane and his team obediently sat cross-legged, all except Kreya, who simply reclined her horse body.

Seeing them relaxedly seated, Aikronende then said.

"This last trial could actually barely be called a trial because, in my heart, you have already passed, and I acknowledge you. I want to pass on my legacy to you."

"So this final trial, rather than a trial, is more about assessing you, understanding your weakest points, figuring out what you're missing, and then helping you grow and become even stronger. Then, I will give you each the most suitable part of what I have."

"So, is it time for us to reap rewards?" Kreya asked.

"Thinking like that is completely fine."

Longbei asked after hearing, "So, how will you assess us?"

"Hahaha, it's simple." Aikronende, with a bold smile, crossed his hands behind his back.

Then his gaze suddenly sharpened.

"That's a one-on-one duel with me. Show me your strongest skills, your most cunning techniques, even if it's the kind of move used to stake your life against the enemy, injuring them by a thousand and losing eight hundred, a move that can only be used once in a lifetime. Show me your truest and most powerful selves. Treat me as your deadliest enemy and kill me."

Upon hearing Aikronende's words, everyone couldn't help but ponder, then Mezkefa asked.

"Using our skills here won't cause injuries or have any consequences, right?"

"Haha, of course, this space allows you to fully unleash your power and fight to your heart's content without any psychological burden, as none of it will become a reality."

Hearing this, everyone understood.

The various skills they have that typically cost a great deal to use will exact no price here.

Even if one were to die in battle, become disabled, or lose their soul, these happenings won't come to pass.

Because this is how the rules of this space are.

"Yes, we understand."

"So are you ready?"

Upon hearing his words, Kane looked at his companions and saw a definite answer in their eyes.

"Yes, we are ready."

"Good!"

After listening to Kainder's answer, Aikronende waved his hand, and a transparent protective shield enveloped where Kane and his team stood.

A variety of food, desserts, and drinks appeared on the table before them.

"Enjoy yourselves, and then watch your teammates' valiant figures."