Chapter 482

The smoke was thick and the fire was burning.

The devil spread like a plague in Amen with the fire.

There are no vendors coming and going and guards chasing players all over the street. Instead, there are all kinds of strange demons.

The North Gate City was broken, and almost all the players on the north city wall were killed. Only a few lucky or powerful bosses escaped and disappeared.

When the players of other city walls learned that the city gate had been broken, they were more careless to defend the city and began to consider how to protect themselves.

Some players with more flexible minds immediately thought of the dawn temple and the mother of the earth temple. After all, these two temples are experts in dealing with evil.

As the saying goes, there are two when there is one. When you see that fewer and fewer players continue to defend the city on the wall, the rest of the players are thinking of running away.

——This exacerbated the chaos in the city.

Even if the devil hasn't occupied the whole city, you can see many players who don't know where to run like headless flies in the street. A group of mobs can't organize effective resistance. Relatively speaking, some small groups or temporary teams led by star players have more clear goals than those scattered people.

The walls of the temple of dawn!

This is their goal.

Generally speaking, it is the safest choice to go to the temple when attacked by demons, but the dawn temple is almost elite to guard the city wall, so the current dawn temple is almost an empty shell, and players will not get any help and security when they go there.

"Lion War roar!"

One punch blows away the devil in the way, and Lin Linglin kicks the devil sideways:

"Phoenix day drive!"

The heat of the energy is like the fire of the real immortal bird. The demon face that is hit doesn't scream and turns to ashes.

"How far is it?"

Tu Hongyu on one side obviously couldn't hold on. He didn't return to full status, and sadly, he was the weakest of the three, not as good as two sisters.

Lao Tu's heart was hurt

"It should not be far. Cross two blocks to the assembly place of the paladins."

The answer is Liu Lina. She should have been with the paladins, but she secretly ran to the city wall where Lin Linglin is located, so she knows where the paladins gather.

The density of demons here is much lower than that in the north, and almost all of them are wounded. I'm afraid they are all caused by paladins.

Lin Linglin looked into the distance and said to the temporary team behind her:

"Do you need help?"

"Thank you. I'm ok."

Red is carrying blue, who is already in a semi coma, and they have just encountered the most powerful baroyan devil. If blue hadn't tried his best to drive the baroyan devil away, the six of them would have been finished.

"Lingling, look"

Liu Lina pointed to the sky and said.

A round gate with holy light slowly opened, and many angels with wings on their backs poured out with huge swords.

The support from heaven finally arrived.

But because the preparation time is too short, the portal is opened in a hurry. The angels sent by the heaven are not only a small number, but also not of high quality. Almost all of them are ordinary two winged angels, not even a four winged angel. It is unknown whether they can beat the nearly endless demon army

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Death.

That is people's eternal fear. No one knows what the world will be like after death.

The brave invincible only feels that he is in the dark. He has no strength and can't open his eyes. He is like a duckweed floating in the water. I don't know how long he will float.

At this time, he felt an attraction, falling like bungee jumping. The strong sense of falling made him open his eyes. He found himself in another place.

"Is this the underworld?"

The brave ask questions.

It looks like a basement with yellow candles, cold tables and people behind them.

It was a guy in a robe, with only the lower half of his face and hands exposed. He looked very young and his skin was still shiny, just in his twenties.

Behind him, there are two doors. One door says "you can save it", and the other door says "no help, bury it".

——There seems to be something wrong with the painting style of the underworld?

"This is the underworld, the realm of the dead"

The man behind the table replied, his voice familiar to the brave invincible.

He wondered why he felt this way. He looked carefully at the lower half of the man's face and said in surprise:

"Angie?"

But the man was more surprised than the brave. He took off his hood and showed his face:

"Do you recognize it?"

"No, no, you're not Ango"

The brave invincible found something wrong. Ann is as like as two peas. He has a pair of blue eyes, and the person in front of him is almost identical to his appearance, but his eyes are the standard of the yellow race.

"I'm not an Yizhi, um... Just call me, right, copy."

"Copy? It seems that I've heard of...? but why do you look the same as Angie?"

"Just because my name is copy"

I have to say that the mind of the brave invincible is really unique. I once met copy in the copy, but because the game was suddenly beta, the brave invincible hasn't had time to fight with copy. (see Chapter 48 for details)

However, this is not the time to consider why the name copy sounds familiar. The brave invincible suddenly remembered the burning explosion after the death of freedom not long ago. At that time, he was unable to avoid and died with freedom.

"Am I dead?"

"Yes, you're dead"

"But I remember the player's death will appear directly on the resurrection stage"

"That would be normal, but..."

I clapped my hands, and a light screen lit up. The brave invincible saw through the light screen that the resurrection of Amen city had been completely occupied, and there were demons everywhere.

"That's it. You can understand that when the demon invasion is not over, the player's death can't be resurrected as usual, so they're all here."

"The underworld... Is this a new copy that hasn't been opened yet?"

"You can say so"

He smiled and even his facial expression was very like an Yizhi, but the man smiled and made the brave invincible feel like a spring breeze, a very peaceful and kind smile, rather than an Yizhi who knew that the goods wanted to make trouble as soon as he smiled.

"I don't know how everyone in the final copy is. Can I have a look?"

He shook his head:

"It's easy to find that copy. I don't want to"

Not that I can't, but that I don't want to.

The brave invincible did not realize that the copy in front of him was stronger than many NPC leaders, because even the heaven could not observe what happened in the final copy, but he could do it.

"What should I do? Sit here?"

"If you can, I hope you can tell me your adventure story. You see, I'm bored here."

Perhaps copy's appearance is similar to an Yizhi, which makes it win the trust of the brave invincible, or maybe the other party's temperament is not like the bad guys, and the brave invincible is not wary. From the beginning of entering the game, he told copy one by one slowly.

Another person will obviously find that copy is obviously very interested in the part where an Yizhi appears, and seems to pay close attention to him.

"Your character and behavior are completely opposite to that of an Yizhi. Why do you trust him so much?"

"Angor himself said that he is not a good man, but I think I can't impose my ideas on others. I am willing to be a good man, but I can't force others to be a good man. That is moral kidnapping, so I don't think angor's behavior is wrong."

"But why are you chasing freedom?"

The brave invincible thought:

"He is different from Ango. Ango is good for himself even if he does evil things. Most players are like him. Usually he is lazy to do those things, and doing evil things freely is purely in bad taste. Of course, if Ango does something bad, I will definitely stop him."

"An Yizhi has a good friend"

He said with emotion that his tone was a bit like a father talking to his son's friends, which made the brave invincible a little embarrassed.

"Well, you can choose one door to enter. Go to the hopeless door on the left and you can go offline. Wait for the results. Go to the other one and you can see the war situation through the live broadcasting platform inside, but you can't see the situation in the final copy. By the way, the one who came to you went offline."

"Free?"

"Well"

The brave invincible did not even think about it, so he walked into the door of "what can be saved". His figure gradually faded and soon disappeared.

"Alas... It's really boring."

He sighed, and then the white light of communication lit up in his ear.

"Well, I know. I'll watch. Don't worry."

He was talking to someone somewhere when suddenly another figure appeared in front of him.

He was a dusty soldier, dressed in broken and old armor, with a heavy sword in his back.

"I'll talk about it later. Well, I'll go home after I finish this."

After hanging up the communication, he smiled at the man who opened his chair and sat down:

"The king of the dead can't help showing up?"

"Don't laugh with me"

The man glanced at copy. The latter was unmoved. They had known each other for a long time. This verbal impoliteness is a symbol of their close relationship.

"What the hell do you think?"

"Huh?"

"Don't pretend, you know what I mean."

"Okay, okay, I surrender"

He raised his hands and said:

"Kelanwo, do you think the existence of God is good or bad for mortals?"

The dusty soldier turned out to be kravo, the God of death, a God with powerful divine power.

"I asked you, but why did you ask me?"

Cranword mused:

"I am a God, but I was once a mortal. When I was a mortal, I felt that there was no need for God to exist. If there was a world without any gods and dominated by mortals, it would be better."

"You said the answer"

"What? Oh, what!"

Kelanwo jumped up like burning his ass. he couldn't believe it and looked at him:

"Do you want to?"

"Haha, just kidding, I can't represent all mortals. I'm not so arrogant. I just want God to intervene in mortal things less."

"That's why you played this game?"

"Yes, this is a masterpiece of me and another good friend"

"You're crazy"

"If you are not crazy, how can you get involved in the game between gods? And how can you attract all gods and Buddhas to bet?"

"Aren't you afraid to take it off?"

"Fear, so I'm here, in your divine realm, in the underworld"

Staring blankly at him, kelanwo sighed:

"Well, I see. You are free to use this area."

"Thank you, old man"

"Hum, if you really want to thank me, don't make trouble everywhere, you troublemaker!"

Shrug:

"No way, family inheritance"

The figure of the God of death klanvo disappeared into the room