God-Tier Extraction Talent: Reincarnated in a Game-like World!-Chapter 507: The Strength of a Monarch

Inside the king’s chamber, Gabriel froze.

His body would not listen. It felt as if a giant had appeared behind him, and an invisible mountain had dropped on his shoulders. The pressure was so heavy that even breathing became difficult.

Cold sweat rolled down his temple. His mind spun violently, and for a brief moment, the presence behind him reminded him of Sutre. That same helpless feeling returned, the same crushing difference that made everything else feel meaningless.

Gabriel’s teeth clenched. Just standing here made his insides tremble. A moment later, blood rose into his throat, and a thin stream spilled from the corner of his mouth onto the floor. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

He wanted to move.

...He really did.

But his limbs felt nailed in place, and even his fingers only twitched slightly. His Undead Heart was trying to keep him stable, yet this time even that terrifying passive skill was being overwhelmed.

The king still had not spoken.

Gabriel could not even see the man’s face clearly from his position. All he could feel was that dreadful presence behind him, silent and absolute, like a ruler who did not need to prove anything.

His breathing turned heavier.

The modest chamber now felt like a prison. The plain bed, the single drawer, and the unpainted walls no longer looked simple to him. They now looked like the room of a monster who needed nothing from the world because the world already lay beneath his feet.

He forced himself to think clearly and immediately pulled up his stats. Without hesitation, he dumped all one hundred free attribute points into Strength.

The numbers changed at once, and his Strength jumped to six hundred and thirty.

Power surged through his body, and the muscles in his arms and legs tightened. For one brief second, he thought the added force would allow him to break free.

However, it did not.

Gabriel’s expression changed.

Even with strength that already surpassed what most people could dream of, he still could not move more than a little. That result shocked him more than anything else.

Was this some kind of skill?

Was it the king’s raw presence alone?

He could not tell.

The king remained silent, yet the pressure only felt more dreadful because of that. It was as if the man did not even consider Gabriel worth speaking to.

A bitter feeling rose in Gabriel’s chest.

How had the world fallen when monsters like this existed? How did everything still collapse in his past life when monarchs with power like this stood at the top?

That thought angered him.

The fact that such strength still failed to stop the ruin of the world made Gabriel feel a deep irritation. At the same time, that anger hardened his determination.

If people like this could not save the world, then he would survive it his own way.

His legs trembled violently as a crack sounded from below.

Gabriel’s bones were already starting to fail under the pressure alone. The floor beneath his boots had not changed, but his own body was being crushed from the inside.

Suddenly, there was movement behind him.

For the first time since noticing the shadow, Gabriel sensed the king move.

Blood dripped from his mouth again as he forced out a single word through gritted teeth.

"Burrow Shift."

Instantly, he vanished underground and reappeared beside the window.

Gabriel felt as if the whole room had become narrower and his chest was about to cave in. Even his vision blurred for a moment from the weight pressing down on him.

He could not even stand straight anymore. Both his legs had already snapped under the force pressing on him, and blood was gushing inside the armor.

The king still did not attack, which made things even more puzzling. He did not say a word, nor did he attack.

That silence made Gabriel’s scalp tingle more than any shout could. Could it be that the king felt he was not worth killing?

Gabriel bit down hard enough to taste blood again. He gathered the last bit of strength he could control and threw himself toward the open window. He did not care how badly the fall would injure him.

For now, survival came first.

His body smashed through the opening and fell from the royal chamber. Cold night air hit him at once, and the sudden absence of that crushing pressure made his mind clear just enough to think again.

He was falling from the castle. The hill below looked distant and uneven under the moonlight. Buildings, walls, stone paths, and dark stretches of garden flashed beneath him while the wind roared past his ears.

As he fell, Gabriel looked up.

The king was standing by the window.

He still could not see the man’s face clearly, only the outline and the silence around him. The king did not move to pursue, did not raise a hand, and did not say a single word.

That was when he realized something. His pupils trembled.

The king had purposely let him live.

If that man truly wanted him dead, he would never have reached the window. The difference between them was so absurd that escape should have been impossible.

Yet here he was.

"I hate this feeling... this feeling of helplessness," Gabriel thought, his fist clenched.

The next second, he hit the ground.

Bang.

The impact was brutal. His body slammed into the earth at the foot of the hill hard enough to crack the ground beneath him. Bones that were already damaged broke further, and blood spread quickly into the dirt and dead grass around him.

The pain was so intense that even breathing became work. His ribs felt shattered, one arm bent at the wrong angle, and his back screamed every time he tried to shift even slightly.

Gabriel lay there in a growing pool of blood, his chest rising and falling rhythmically.

Pain spread through his limbs, chest, and back, but compared to what he had felt inside the chamber, this was nothing.

Step. Step.

Suddenly, a series of footsteps sounded beside him.

He turned his head with difficulty, and through blurred vision, he saw two figures walk toward him from the shadows near the lower wall of the castle grounds.

The first was the ordinary member from before, while the second was the blindfolded man.

At the blindfolded man’s side, the strange beast moved forward and sniffed the air. Its nose twitched once, then again, before it lowered its head toward Gabriel and sniffed him a few more times.

The first man looked down at Gabriel and allowed himself a small smile.

"So this is what White Phantom looks like when he’s half dead."

Now that they were closer, Gabriel, though his gaze was still blurry, could see them clearly. The first thing his eyes fell on was the Black Star headband.

Seeing that, he could not help but think with a bitter smile,

"You must be kidding me."

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