My Soul card is a Reaper

Three weeks later;

The Crypt of the Forgotten King;

Hidden in a desolate valley, shrouded in an eternal mist, lies the entrance of this dungeon.

Legends speak of a once-mighty ruler whose pact with dark forces led to his kingdom's downfall. Now, his crypt serves as a cursed resting place for him and his loyal subjects.

For hundreds of years, this dungeon remained stable, never to show signs of breaking and it was so formidable that only three warriors ever said to have succeeded in even entering this place, although they never got out.

So, what was in the dungeon is a huge mystery.

Historical books all over the world say that the Crypt of the Forgotten King is one of the three dungeons that are impossible to conquer.

The reason is its pair of guardians at the entrance.

This native world of Louis divides the warriors in terms of combat power and the natives of this world are born with the gift of gauging one's combat power, although their accuracy depends on their expertise.

These two guardians are known to have a combat power of 980 million each. If compared to the terms in Gaia, each of them is more or less a Supreme Being.

As if that wasn't enough, they are immune to all kinds of energy attacks.

So, just the first step itself is nothing more than facing death.

However, Louis and his wife were standing there and watching the scene in a daze as both guardians were being toyed by Azzy and Leah respectively.

"They were dodging every attack from those giant stone gargoyles like veterans, hitting their knees and elbows over and over to slow them down."

Fun fact, both of them are in very much sync with each other fights; they were also exchanging their positions quite often without even signaling to each other. It's like they only have one mind but two bodies.

Fey couldn't help but comment as she watched the fight, "No matter how many times I have watched this scene, it just feels unreal. You know what am I saying?"

"Yeah, I know," Louis nodded in agreement. "Even I never expected they would achieve such a stage with our tribe's Mind synchronization technique, in just two weeks. They must really trust each other with their lives."

"Uhh…" Elias, who was standing behind them, patted Louis, and asked in his broken Orlon language he had been learning for the past few weeks, "What mind synchr… synchronization? I not understand…"

The elven beauty answered in her husband's place, "Mind synchronization is just as implied. You trap each one's soul energy in each other's mindscape. Using that connection, they sync their thoughts to move as one. It is easy to learn but very touchy to master, because it needs two to trust each other as much as they trust themselves."

"Uhh… Okay," Elias didn't understand fully due to the language barrier but he understood the basic part of trust. Meanwhile, the white-winged lion just stared at them in silence.

This white-winged lion wasn't exactly the guardian. It was a physical clone, created by the original by splitting apart its soul and then using Excalibur's ninth soul skill, the 'matter creation' technique.

Back to Azzy and Leah, the former threw his plasma scythe in the air as he slid to the left with his left knee and swept his right leg to trip the stone gargoyle while Leah caught the plasma scythe and sliced the other gargoyle's remaining arm.

Azzy then stomped the gargoyle's neck with his right leg, followed by Leah doing the same thing to the other one.

Both of them mumbled at the same time, "Embodiment of Heavens, Leg Crush."

At once, both of them crushed the necks of the gargoyles, using the variation of the Buddhist technique.

Originally, this was supposed to alter their sizes, but after realizing the simple fact that their weight is also altered when they change the sizes, they worked together to increase the weight of their legs, up to three hundred times, but without altering their size.

They haven't mastered it yet and still have a long way to go, but upon seeing the effects of a half-mastered skill, Azzy couldn't help but have hopes to develop this skill.

After killing the stone gargoyles at the same time without getting a single scratch on their skin, they looked at each other and walked toward one another with smiles on their faces.

Fey was almost trying to cover her eyes as she watched them reach each other, but to her disappointment, they just gave a one-hand high-five to each other and walked together toward the giant door that was opened.

"Aww… I expected them to kiss…" Fey slowly spoke under her breath.

Louis shook his head with a smile, "I told you many times, Dear. They are nothing more than friends."

"Friends?" Fey instantly scoffed at his remark, "A man and a woman cannot be friends. They can be siblings, lovers, a couple, relatives, and only acquaintances. She definitely likes him and he knows that. A woman's intuition cannot be wrong."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever…" Louis rolled his eyes, clearly not taking her words seriously, "Let's go. They will leave us behind."

Louis and the others hurriedly followed into the dungeon.

For a while, they walked through a narrow path in complete silence. It is not that they don't want to talk. They couldn't.

Not even the sounds of their footsteps could be heard in the dark corridor until they reached the end of it to enter a wide space, where they found skeletal mages waiting for them.

There are about six humanoid skeletons in black robes and have wooden staffs adorned with a scarlet gem on top of them.

At first, they were merely sleeping against the wall, like tired travelers, but as soon as Azzy stepped in, all of them rose to their feet and raised their staffs. The scarlet gem then started glowing.

In a matter of seconds, everyone found themselves in the middle of a graveyard and the sounds of distant moans filled their ears.

Azzy furrowed his brows as he observed his surroundings. Corpses were slowly getting out from the ground.

"Kyaaa…" Leah let out a scream of fright and hugged Azzy from behind, bringing a grin to Fey's face.