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The Strong One Who Walked Out of the Mental Hospital

I'm not crazy; I'm just an ordinary person living in a mental hospital, seeking to become stronger.

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Chapter 582: Sorry, I really came to the wrong place.

"This inexplicable fellow is truly baffling."

Lin Fan looked at the scattered armor. The guy who had just ridden the flaming skeletal warhorse seemed ferocious, but to him, he was just a paper tiger.

It crumbled with the slightest touch.

Utterly uninteresting.

"Is this a minion of the Dark God?"

Lin Fan pondered. In his opinion, anyone who could become a god's subordinate should be quite powerful. How could they be so weak?

Perhaps the true powerhouses were still to come.

The Great Tomb was filled with tombstones and decaying bones. A gloomy wind blew from time to time, giving the impression that this was not a place where the living could survive.

At this moment.

Deep within the Great Tomb.

A giant skeleton, formed entirely of bones, held a skeletal scepter and sat upon a throne composed of countless skulls. Servants and subordinates stood on both sides below the throne.

Here, one could see many legendary creatures of the undead.

Undead Dragons!

Undead Reapers!

And so on.

"Another brave warrior has stepped into the Great Tomb. Is he a powerhouse from the Locke Empire?" A mirror floated before the Undead Monarch, reflecting Lin Fan's figure.

The moment he entered the Great Tomb, he had attracted the Undead Monarch's attention.

"Great Monarch, someone dares to disturb your magnificent rest. Please allow your humble servant to go forth and twist off his head as an offering to you." A mysterious creature clad in heavy armor and wielding a giant sword knelt on one knee.

He sought permission to confront Lin Fan.

The Undead Monarch pondered, looking at his loyal and powerful subordinates, and slowly said, "Go. I am very interested in him. Bring him back. I want to ask who sent him here. To dare enter the Great Tomb alone, perhaps he has some unique trump card. I am very curious."

"Yes, respected Monarch." The giant sword-wielding armored warrior said in a deep voice.

Elbad, a respected warrior in his previous life, came to the Great Tomb in his twilight years, unwilling to die of old age. He was transformed into an undead by the Undead Monarch, gaining an immortal body. He even felt that his current body was full of power. The human body was simply too weak; only the undead body was truly powerful.

"I truly envy Elbad, being able to fight for the Monarch himself."

"He snatched the opportunity. How hateful."

Those who could appear on the deepest level of the Great Tomb were the most powerful undead servants of the Undead Monarch. They retained the memories of their past lives, but their loyalty to the Undead Monarch was absolute.

Even if it meant sacrificing their own lives, they would never betray their Monarch.

At this time.

Lin Fan saw an entrance leading to the depths of the earth. The aura he sensed was within. The Dark God he was searching for should be inside.

Stepping into the dark passage.

Suddenly.

Torches embedded in the walls on both sides lit up, illuminating the path ahead.

Not long after.

Lin Fan arrived at a relatively open area, like a great hall. It was very quiet, without a sound, but he knew someone was here.

"Intruder, you have arrived."

A figure slowly emerged from the darkness. A tall body, wielding a giant sword, gave off an extremely oppressive aura. The dark armor was filled with a gloomy, eerie aura, making it difficult to breathe.

"Hello!"

Lin Fan greeted casually.

Having watched many movies, he knew that to challenge the ultimate Dark God, he would certainly have to overcome many obstacles and endure hardships before finally meeting the Dark God.

What he was encountering now was just a challenge.

Elbad said, "You dare disturb the Monarch's rest. You will atone with your life and seek forgiveness with your soul."

Lin Fan looked at him. Honestly, he didn't quite understand what the other party was saying.

It felt somewhat profound.

Yes, profound.

In his opinion, it wasn't exactly human language.

"Excuse me, is the Dark God your boss?" Lin Fan inquired.

He still hadn't figured out if the most evil, most powerful being he sensed was the Dark God. The "most powerful" was only relative to others.

But in his opinion, this "most powerful" was truly weak.

"Dark God?" Elbad pondered, then let out a gloomy laugh. "Dark God, such a noble title for my master. Indeed, not bad. But your actions are unforgivable. Offer your soul."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Elbad raised his giant sword and fiercely slashed towards Lin Fan. Instantly, a jet-black sword Qi swept forth; it was a legendary battle technique.

Having been a great warrior in his previous life, his strength had increased since becoming undead. Even those who could match him in his previous life were no longer his opponents.

Boom!

Clang!

A helmet rolled like a soccer ball, all the way to a dark corner.

Thud!

The giant sword spun in the air before plunging into the ground. The clamorous sounds completely dissipated.

"Sigh!"

Lin Fan sighed regretfully. He only wanted to ask a few questions, but the other party clearly didn't want to give him any chance.

In this situation, he could only ask... why?

At the deepest level of the Great Tomb.

"This..."

The Undead Monarch pondered. The turn of events was a bit beyond his expectations.

His undead warrior had actually been defeated.

It was indeed unexpected.

However, this didn't make him feel uneasy. A while ago, the Locke Empire's only Holy Magician came to cause trouble, and he was severely injured. He had absolute confidence in his own strength.

No one could challenge the Undead Monarch's authority.

"Great Monarch, Elbad is truly useless. Allow me to harvest his soul." The Undead Reaper said.

He greatly disdained Elbad's strength.

The weak deserved no sympathy.

"No need. Let him come. I will harvest his soul myself and make him my undead servant." The soul fire in the Undead Monarch's eye sockets flickered, then faded into darkness, as if filled with interest in Lin Fan.

He just hadn't realized the gravity of the situation yet.

The Undead Monarch still believed things weren't as bad as they seemed.

He even thought of turning Lin Fan into his undead servant.

Perhaps his confidence in his own strength had long since made him lose his sense of danger.

At this time.

Lin Fan continued down the path, layer by layer. He encountered no danger along the way, nor did he encounter anyone blocking his path. He had thought he would encounter many troubles along the way.

But looking at the current situation, it didn't seem so dangerous.

It seemed he had overthought it.

The aura grew closer.

The aura he sensed was just ahead.

Soon.

He reached the final level. A large door blocked his path. The door was made of various precious gems, glittering with gold and brilliance, as if behind the door, an unforgettable scene would appear.

Pushing open the door.

A blinding light shone forth.

Swish! Swish!

Several gazes simultaneously turned towards him.

Lin Fan saw the situation inside clearly. Indeed, there were many strange creatures, and on the highest throne, should be the Dark God he was looking for.

"Human, welcome to the Undead Great Tomb. Your arrival here is an honor in itself."

The Undead Monarch's voice was full of majesty.

It had a very imperial air.

"Finally found you." Lin Fan said with a smile. "I thought I would encounter someone blocking me, but I didn't expect it to be so smooth. Thank you for waiting for me here. I'm here to complete my mission and eliminate you."

The Undead Monarch let out a low chuckle. "Many human warriors have been just like you, harboring the thought of eliminating me. But in the end, they all became members of the undead. Your arrival marks the time for the Great Tomb to add a new member."

"You should feel honored."

Lin Fan said, "I'm really here to eliminate you."

He always felt that this Undead Monarch was a bit strange. His words were a bit odd, as if they couldn't be communicated with normal thinking.

But he didn't think too much about it.

Perhaps this was just their special way of communicating.

"Are you the Dark God?" Lin Fan asked.

The Undead Monarch was startled by these words, not knowing who the Dark God was. "I didn't expect the outside world to have already honored me, the Undead Monarch, with the title of Dark God. What a noble title, standing shoulder to shoulder with gods. This is the ultimate dream of all beings. I accept your title."

"Huh?" Lin Fan's face showed surprise, and he asked, "You're not the Dark God?"

Although Lin Fan didn't like to use his brain much, he had felt something was wrong from the beginning. How could the Dark God be so weak?

He asked if the other party was the Dark God, and the other party said he liked the title very much, which meant he wasn't.

"Your behavior puzzles me, human. The title of Dark God is what you call me. Are you mocking me?" The Undead Monarch said coldly.

"It seems you're not. I've come to the wrong place. Excuse me." Lin Fan shook his head. He didn't expect he had really come to the wrong place. Since it wasn't him, then forget it. He then thought of leaving.

"Stop!" The Undead Monarch said in a low voice. "Coming to the Great Tomb and showing such disregard for me is blasphemy against the great Undead Monarch."

Gradually.

The surrounding space became oppressive. The Undead Monarch released his terrifying pressure. Any living being facing this pressure would be unable to bear it and would eventually kneel down in humility.

Those undead servants felt the pressure intensely.

The undead fire within their bodies trembled.

Sweat dripped from their foreheads.

They knew the Undead Monarch was enraged. This foolish human had actually angered the great Undead Monarch. Damn... truly damn.

Lin Fan looked at him in confusion, not knowing what he wanted to do.

In his opinion,

I really came to the wrong place. I've already made it very clear to you, so why are you acting so angry? It's really baffling.