The sky at the Fire Transmission Ceremony changes with the external time.

At dusk, the yellow sunlight on this ancient place, worn down by time, still looks somewhat like honey.

Under this yellow sky, the members of the Dark Moon Sword were lined up sitting, like high school students waiting for a teacher to lecture after an exam, each person's behavior and expression seemed extremely obedient.

Oh no, that's not obedience; it's because everyone has lost their spirit, feeling too lazy to move, each looking like a puppet without a soul!

"Well, judging by the result, we are, undoubtedly, a total failure..."

Tusi's weak voice came from the bonfire side; he was kneeling with his sword sheath, trying to maintain his last shred of dignity rather than collapsing in disgrace.

However, judging from his stuttering words, his body was already extremely exhausted, better off lying down honestly.

But Tusi absolutely wouldn't do that because he learned elegance and composure from his admired big brother, Fingerley. How could he abandon his demeanor over such a small matter!

"Ah..." x14

When he finished his sentence, the others simultaneously let out a long sigh, like they were exhausting all the air from their lungs.

After the sigh ended, including Tusi, they sat there cosplaying as statues, without sound, without movement, without post-battle reflection, just sitting like statues.

Everyone stared at the yellow sky with dead fish eyes, revealing weary expressions.

If one didn't know they were adventurers, someone might mistake them for a group of corporate slaves exploited by some sweatshop.

The atmosphere was already so persistently low and oppressive that it wasn't surprising if these "corporate slaves" started discussing politics!

But thankfully, this is another world; even if the adventurers wanted to vent their anger, it would only be at Sain Dungeon. Moreover, they didn't actually have the energy to curse anyone.

Because they were just drained by the Four Kings of Little Londo in the Abyss.

Not only were many souls accumulated along the way extracted, but even a significant amount of spiritual power exploded, leaving everyone spiritually exhausted, viewing everything as empty, their mindset like that of monks freed from worldly struggles.

Losing too much spiritual power at once can lead to emotions becoming like those of slackers, another trait that might amuse the City Lord.

Among this group of slackers was the only person who had previously attacked the main body of the Four Kings of Little Londo, the Starfire Knight, who now looked no different from other slackers, even having his armor shattered, making him financially the worst off.

Though eventually, they couldn't avoid being defeated, the Starfire Knight's prior assault was not entirely fruitless.

At least he managed to figure out some characteristics of the Four Kings of Little Londo.

At that time, he used a Giant Thunder Spear to strike the Four Kings of Little Londo, the thick currents immediately burst on the enemy, spreading across instantly, with lightning slipping through the gaps in their twisted armor, causing an almost imperceptible moment of delay in their physique, though this brief delay was entirely useless against warriors who aren't top-notch.

Characteristic one, the armor of the Four Kings of Little Londo looks like bones, but it actually conducts electricity, its resistance to lightning or impact might not be particularly strong.

The retaliation from the Four Kings of Little Londo was extremely deadly.

Every swing of the broken blade with an unusual aesthetic would cause the abyss below to surge, the writhing abyss splattering like an extension of their bodies, attacking alongside their movement, even proactively delaying the attack frequency by a second or two.

Again, the Fast and Slow Blade!

Characteristic two, every attack by the Four Kings of Little Londo had a fast and slow blade....

Fortunately, this Starfire Knight was an astonishing elder who had been training in the Yanor Kingdom, enduring the overwhelming fast and slow blades, still finding opportunities to strike twice on the enemy, he's truly a master of seizing opportunities.

His aim was to cause armor break on the Four Kings of Little Londo by repeatedly hacking at the same spot, then test reactions by using various attribute attacks on the armor break.

This aspect of the encounter was where he met his biggest trouble.

Clearly, a moment ago, he swung twice heavily at the same spot on the armor, seeing small cracks appearing on it, estimating another couple of hits could shatter it directly.

But when he focused on avoiding some attacks and found the chance to strike again, he was shocked to find the cracks on the same spot of the armor were gone!

Could the armor actually have an auto-repair function?

The Starfire Knight initially thought so, since the Four Kings of Little Londo's armor seemed integrated with their physique, until subsequent changes overruled his assumptions.

Because sometimes he saw familiar cracks appear on the armor of the Four Kings of Little Londo, sometimes it was slick as new, sometimes there were traces from previous attacks.

All these clues combined made the Starfire Knight use his extraordinary imagination to immediately realize one thing: