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Chapter 130. A Fight Between Immortals!

Einstein: [President, you have to give me justice! ]

Ninja little blade: [Ein...]

Einstein: [My name is Einstein, not little Ein!]

Einstein: [No, President, you have to answer my voice call!]

Ninja Blade: [If you have something to say, say it then.]

Einsten: [That guy is too much. You said he'd give me an opportunity, but you didn't say he'd send me to the cemetery! I've lost a level of experience! ]

Ninja Blade: [Big brother Char has his own plans for what he does. He'll definitely make it up to you. by the way, are you not as good friends as him?]

Einstein: [But he ignored me!]

Ninja Blade: [Yeah, he's ignoring me too. Maybe he's busy. It's fine as long as he has a friend slot. I almost didn't add him as a friend back then. One must be content with what they have.]

"I think he's a liar!"

Einstein mumbled and did not reply. He walked out of the church's cemetery.

The clergymen in red and white robes were walking in and out, their footsteps were a lot more hurried than usual. He could not help but look back curiously.

'F*ck, when did they die?'

From time to time, players would climb out of the tomb behind him. The scene was like an RTS game where the army camp accelerated and the people coming in and out were all familiar faces!

Einstein's heart skipped a beat. He immediately ran out of the church and stood on the street, looking at the City Lord's mansion.

At the entrance of the City Lord's mansion, there was a large crowd of people. They seemed to be the guards, servants, and family members who had been pushed out from inside. All of them were injured and their condition was not optimistic.

In the sky above the City Lord's mansion, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and a storm raged!

The entire City Lord's mansion was shrouded in a layer of purple-black enchantment. The castle, which had half of its roof cut off, stood in a strange color. Behind the dark filter, a golden sword light flashed from time to time, piercing a big hole in the enchantment, but the enchantment would recover very quickly.

"The immortals are fighting."

He muttered.

"Einstein!"

A few guild members quickly surrounded him, all of them looking at him excitedly. The latter looked around and realized that most of these people were the backbone of the guild.

"Did the guild leader give you guys special treatment?"

Of course, but before we could find him, we were sent out by that officer NPC. A player said excitedly, "It looks like you died. How did it go? Did you find that big shot? What did he give you? Is it a hidden profession or a hidden skill?"

Einstein pursed his lips. He felt that he would be laughed at if he told the truth, so he simply snorted and pretended to be mysterious.

"Guess what that big shot was doing when I found him?"

"What?"

"Him? He's talking and laughing with the City Lord!"

"Oh, Duke Saxson? The City Lord of Golden Butterfly City. That level 60 Mage?"

He had earned enough gimmicks, and he smiled enigmatically.

"Who else could it be besides him? And guess who's fighting who here?"

"We only saw a Dragon crash into the castle. Could it be that there are people on the dragon's back?"

"Of course!"

"It was a woman," said Einstein. "I was killed by one of her skills. It was called [Holy Spirit Sword, Sudden Thrust]. It was obviously a church skill. I would have died more than a hundred times."

He shared the heaven-defying damage in his battle log with the others, and they all clicked their tongues in wonder.

Soon, someone could not stand him showing off and continued to ask, "What benefits did the big boss give you?"

Einstein's face stiffened. Just as he was about to find an excuse, he suddenly received a private message.

[Come to Crimson Forest. 745,1145'. In the south of the city.]

The message came from Char.

"I'll tell you when I get back."

Einstein smiled and turned to the south of the city, the gloominess in his heart swept away.

A few minutes ago, when both Einstein and Ninja Blade were unable to contact Char, he was walking the long black and white road.

After players died, they would enter the darkness and wake up.

Everything in his field of vision was black and white, and only a holy expression was radiant.

It was an angel with a slim waist, thin legs, and big breasts.

The players had to complete the path of rebirth under her leadership, and the exit was the coffin. The difference was whether it was a broken coffin in the wild or a stone coffin carved with the Seven Holy Spirits in the church cemetery.

Char had not seen this angel for a long time. It had been dozens of reincarnations, and she was a little excited to see her again.

It was a pity that she could not speak and could only smile.

She extended her hand to Char, and he held it as if he was holding a soft and fragrant jade wrapped in silk.

"If it wasn't for the fact that so few of us died, we might have even conquered you."

Char muttered to himself.

However, just as he said this, the angel suddenly turned around.

"Are you still human?"

"Why?"

Char was suddenly stunned, and he looked at her as if he had seen a ghost.

Not only did she turn around, but she was also smiling at him.

It was a very natural and holy smile.

"Did you just take a step back?" She asked.

Char swallowed.

"You..."

"What's wrong?"

"You're alive?"

"Nonsense, if I'm not alive, how can I take you out? If you don't get out of the death corridor within three minutes, you won't be able to live."

Char was in a daze as she led him forward for a long distance. He only woke up when the light in front of him became stronger and stronger, and he immediately stood still.

"Do you remember what happened in the past?"

The angel frowned and thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"I don't remember."

"Then why did you say those things to me?"

"Well..."

The angel hesitated.

"I feel like I'm very familiar with you."

She thought for a moment and grabbed the halo from the top of her head.

The f*ck?

Did she just do that?

Char was shocked again.

She fiddled with the halo, and an image was projected in the air. As her fingers moved, the image flickered back and forth as if it was fast-forwarding and rewinding.

Char noticed that it seemed to have happened in the past.

He suddenly had a bad feeling.

"F*ck, there's actually someone here. Can't you talk?"

"This is the first time I've touched a girl's hand. Your hand is so soft."

"Do you really not know how to speak?"

"Hi, we meet again. No, I should say I hung up again."

"I'm going to fight the last boss soon, maybe I'll be out soon. If I see you again, it'll be a failure, hahahaha.

"F*ck, when will this game end?"

The further he went, the more blank he became.

It had something to do with Char's decreasing rate of death, and also his increasing silence.

Char's initial public execution did not matter to her, but her heart was in turmoil.

This thing was like a phonograph, witnessing how he had transformed from an innocent little boy to this perverted appearance.