I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 65. Narshil

"Saxson's dead," Graviny suddenly said.

It was Zin'rokh who had told her.

Char's footsteps slowed, but he did not turn around.

"I know."

"Aren't you curious who did it?" The Elf asked him.

"What if I say I know?"

Char turned around and smiled.

Full of suspicion, Graviny did not ask any further.

On their way back, the fog that had shrouded the entire City Lord's mansion had begun to dissipate. A beam of golden light rose up from the front and directly penetrated the dark clouds above their heads. Just by standing there, it made the sky clear.

It had nothing to do with the attribute of the power, the emotions and character it contained. Just looking at it, it did give off a feeling of justice and nobleness.

Far away, Char saw a figure.

Very familiar.

Even Zin'rokh looked familiar.

The mana suddenly gathered to form the shadow of Zin'rokh, which stood opposite him. Zin'rokh was obviously excited to see someone familiar.

A second before the 177th reincarnation ended, Ortlinde looked exactly like this. Her golden eyes did not contain a trace of human emotion. She held Narshil high, and the piercing light made it impossible for anyone to look at it directly.

Char had been wondering why that scene was the end of the closed beta. Was it a signal, a sign, or was it that sword that ended the closed beta?

This question would probably not be answered for a long time.

The shadow that Zin'rokh was able to congeal was restricted by the system, and it was only at the level 50 of a leader. With this level of power, it would be very difficult for him to fight against the Valkyrie, who had reached this level in advance.

There were only two players left on the field. Saxson was on the ground, and Nelwin was nowhere to be found.

Char took a look at the private chat. She had indeed hung up, and had even sent him a long roar that ended with an exclamation mark.

The gist of it was that she had witnessed Ortlinde's brutal behavior with her own eyes and could not help but attack her. She was sent back to the gathering place of the church outside the city, the temporary cemetery of God's Chosen One.

As for Maica...

"I can't feel him anymore. He has signed a master-servant contract with me."

"He's also been ridiculed," Graviny said, frowning.

"Yes, he's probably dead everywhere now. There won't be any accidents." Char shook his head slightly, "Ortlinde isn't a human anymore..."

"Is this the price of going against that voice?"

The Elf laughed at herself.

"What are you thinking about?" Char glanced at her. "Hurry up and find a place to hide."

"Hide?"

The Elf was in disbelief.

"Yes, hide first. She will indiscriminately attack all the monsters in her sight. You will only be a second of trouble to her."

Char moved his shoulders and neck as he slowly walked toward the Valkyrie.

It was a personal grudge.

Ortlinde's sword cut off the left hand of the giant shadow of Zin'rokh. The momentum of her sword did not slow down, and the large group of Monsters behind him who had yet to walk out of the fog were also crushed into powder.

Wherever the sword light passed, all the demons melted as if a red-hot knife had been stabbed into butter.

Zin'rokh raised his right claw and clenched it in the air. A steady stream of mana poured down from the sky, as if someone was pouring hot water from the sky onto the Valkyrie. However, the Valkyrie's burning sword suddenly expanded in light, faintly resonating with the golden pillar of light behind her. A huge arc of light shot out from the pillar of light and instantly shattered the mana!

Having failed in his first attack, Zin'rokh did not have time to dodge, and his left hand was cut off by Ortlinde's sword!

Just as Zin'rokh was about to be sliced into a magic staff, the Valkyrie turned her sword around and charged out without looking back.

A target with a higher aggro value had appeared!

"Char..."

The roar was accompanied by a sword light that shot out like a waterfall.

Char did not even try to dodge, and instead raised something in his hands to meet the attack!

The light surged and then dimmed.

Then...

He was completely unharmed.

What?

No one, not even Graviny, or Zin'rokh and Ortlinde in the middle of the battlefield, had expected this. Even Ortlinde, who no longer had any human emotions, could not help but pause.

This pause allowed Zin'rokh to catch up, and Ortlinde was forced back to her original battlefield.

Char shook his hand and looked at the key in his hand.

The pitch-black key from Ninja Blade was now completely clean, and the brass-colored gear pattern on its surface was revealed.

If one were to touch it carefully, they would discover that it was not a pattern, but a vein line.

This was a key made of exquisite brass. When it was inserted into the gate of the tin soldier enclosure, the key would disperse and return to its original shape.

Ortlinde's attack was filled with hatred. It was exquisitely polished, and the pitch-black keratin on the key was completely removed.

This was indeed divine power.

Char narrowed his eyes.

This was only the second time he had become stronger. Even if sacred souls were to cheat, he would not exceed level 40. Suppressing Zin'rokh at this level was nothing more than a victory in terms of quality.

As expected...

He had also inherited the divinity from the 177th round.

"What did you just hit!"

Char suddenly said, "You're the Destroyer of Worlds, don't you know to hide and let your little brother go first? What kind of boss would appear directly?"

Zin'rokh suddenly came to a realization.

"That's right, I'm really too stupid. I'm so envious and confused at the sight of my former enemy."

He immediately entered the state of mind and let out a villainous laugh. His huge figure suddenly dissipated, but the dissipated mana did not disappear. Instead, it integrated into the bodies of the monsters behind him. They swept out from different directions and pounced on Ortlinde!

The Valkyrie immediately raised her sword.

"Her AoE skill has a 40 second cooldown, and the maximum range is 135 degrees, 12 meters away."

Char reminded.

Zin'rokh understood and controlled the demons to spread out.

Ortlinde was expressionless, and the flames on her sword were once again filled. The skill she used was exactly as Char had described.

If it had been before, this would have caused heavy losses to the monsters, but now only a few unlucky ones were affected, and the rest of the monsters kept rushing forward.

"Let the Heart Devourer spit acid around it. The Valkyrie's poison resistance isn't as high as you think.

"In addition to diving into the battlefield, the Dark-robed Magic Puppet can also throw [Unstable Magic Fruit].

"That sword isn't that sharp. Let the Giant Demon God Puppet carry it."

It was as if Zin'rokh had returned to the battle at the end of the 177-week cycle. He was so touched that his eyes were filled with tears.

As expected...

This was the true Child of The Abyss!

After a few rounds, with Char acting and providing battle tactics, Zin'rokh gradually turned the tables. On the other hand, Ortlinde was being forced to retreat and had already retreated to the area around the cocoon of light.

She did not look as spirited as before, and her body was stained with the blood of many monsters.

Before this, all the monsters she had killed were five meters away! They were forced into close combat!

"Char..."

Ortlinde had also discovered the problem. She let out an inhuman growl and retreated.

She had the intention to retreat.

With a powerful swing of her sword, she knocked away the invading monsters. With little divine power left in her body, she was about to take the opportunity to escape into the light pillar. However, an ice coffin appeared between her and the light pillar. Pure ice crystals instantly trapped her inside.

[Ice Casket]!

A hand reached out and smacked away the long sword in her hand.

Under Ortlinde's horrified gaze, Saxson, who should have been dead, pressed his chest and stood up shakily.

Char quickly walked to Saxson's side and held him up, handing him a bottle of basic holy water.

The Elven Duke glared at him expressionlessly and took a small bottle from his waist. When he opened it, a surge of life force rushed out.

[The Sap of the Holy Tree]

In comparison, Char's holy water was as cheap as plain water.

He smiled awkwardly and took Saxson's sword. The sword was still burning with flames, but without Ortlinde's energy, the light quickly dimmed and the sword returned to its original appearance.

Char looked on and chuckled.

"Should i call you stupid or smart, my friend?"

His words were obviously meant to mock Ortlinde, but there was no emotion in his eyes for the Valkyrie. It was more like he was talking to a stranger who he had been waiting to meet for a long time.

Ortlinde's golden eyes were still emotionless. she was trapped in the ice coffin and couldn't move, but her body suddenly burst out with light.

Char immediately turned the tip of his sword and placed it on her neck, his eyes as cold as steel.

"Leave her, or I'll let you see what the fallen Valkyrie looks like."

"Haha..."

The Valkyrie laughed slowly, and the light on her body seemed to be stripped away. The golden light pillar in front of her produced a great attraction, sucking all the light back.

Then, a face condensed on the pillar of light. It was not the face of a living creature, but the Energy Tangram of the Light Holy Spirit.

"This is more like it."

Char kept his sword as if nothing had happened, and gave Saxson a look. The mage understood and dispelled the spell.

The Valkyrie's body went soft and she fell into Char's arms.

He laid down on a rock with Ortlinde in his arms and returned to the Energy Tangram.

Saxson was also sizing up this guy who was faintly exuding power.

"You're saying that it was the one that wanted to kill me?"

"That's right, it's IT."

Char nodded and raised his chin.

"Don't you want to ask me something?"

"This is very interesting."

The sound made by the Energy Tangram had no tone. It was ethereal and melodious, as if it came from the depths of the soul.

"The reason?" IT asked.

Even though the question was vague, Char understood what it meant.

"You've been listening in on everything since this cocoon of light was formed." Char said, "then pointed at Saxson. before I left, I specifically told him to be careful of the mushroom head's secret technique of playing dead. You didn't care about this at all because you were uncultured, but how could an Elven scholar not understand Andaheim's mushroom head?"

"They didn't have any secret techniques to play dead," he laughed. "I was just hinting at him to play dead."

In fact, ever since he was stared at by Ortlinde's golden eyes and saw the sword in her hand, Char had a faint guess. The light cocoon had confirmed his guess.

Back then, the fallen Ortlinde had also formed a demonic cocoon.

It seemed that his guess was completely correct. Furthermore, Saxson had perfectly understood his intentions.

The Elf's mouth twitched, and it was clear that she was full of complaints about Char.

Understanding it was one thing, but this matter was really dangerous.

Fortunately, it was him, an Elven scholar. In fact, the research had never stopped. The Dark Elves' territory had not been taken back by the Royal Court only because the United Holy Kingdom was eyeing them covetously. They were not at ease to watch the Elves grow.

The Tangram did not seem to be satisfied with the answer, but when it saw the sword in Char's hand, it seemed to understand something.

"You, recognized it?"

"Of course."

Char raised his sword and placed it on his shoulder.

Although it was just a brick that did not show much power, its power was enough to shake the world.

[Sacred Sword - Narshil]

The Sword of Hope that God had promised to the intelligent civilization. With the guidance of this sword, they would eventually win!

[Justice (visible): Permanently sacrifices a monster that is 5 meters away from you, dealing 1% of its current health points as damage. Maximum 1.2*AD.]

[Humble (hidden)]

[Benevolent (hidden)]

[Tenacity (hidden)]

[Diligence (hidden)]

[Temperance (hidden)]

[Loyalty (hidden)]

"Those who break the oath will be betrayed by this sword."

"You guys really think you're smart. Do you think I can't recognize you just because you're covered in a layer of fire? But forget it, I've spent more time with this sword than any other woman. I recognized this stupid woman when she descended from the sky on the Silver Dragon."

He gestured the holy sword in front of the Tangram and said teasingly, "I thought that you would remember after 'that incident', but who knew that you would still be so stupid-after the holy sword killed someone recognized by order, it would betray its original master. But when you think you killed Saxson and then used it to kill the monsters, didn't you think that its power wouldn't be damaged at all?"

"Indeed not."

The Tangram very calmly admitted.

"This is just an attempt."

Char's eyes narrowed.

He could already confirm that IT was the Holy Spirit in front of him, but at this critical moment, there was no news of the unreliable goddess Mitsuya.

The Holy Spirits said they were trying something.

It sounded like he was going through the same process of change.

However, the difference was that their methods were clumsy. They could only use such a crude leaning method and control Ortlinde to move forward boldly.

It was very violent and effective, but it was also easy to be restricted, such as what was happening now. The Valkyrie's power was divided into two parts. One part came from the newly born divine power in her body, which was unstable and had been exhausted in the previous battle.

The other part was this sword.

She had lost her sword, she was nothing more than a level 40 ordinary Swordswoman with slightly better attributes.

Then...

"Didn't it have a backup plan?"

"You might have thought of it."

The Tangram suddenly spoke, "While you control the abyss, we also have people we can use."

The second sentence went straight into Char's mind, and no one else could hear it.

Char suddenly quivered, and a terrifying name flashed across his mind.

It was Fredrick!

"You've thought of it."

The Tangram said with a faint gloating tone.

"You are very smart, Char.

"You've won this time.

"But the days to come will be even more interesting."

After saying that, the Tangram shrank back and disappeared into the pillar of light, then suddenly extinguished.

The originally clear sky turned dark again in an instant. The dark clouds that had been washed away gathered again, and the fog was restored. The surrounding monsters roared and swarmed up again.

The Sacred Sword in Shaya's hand was like a torch in the dark night. It was particularly dazzling and attracted a large number of mosquitoes.

He frowned and stood back to back with Saxson, who had not yet recovered from his serious injuries.

'Damn it, why did the situation become complicated again?'