I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 87. Cross-channel chat

"Are you curious?"

Feilulinde asked, his tone carrying the unique temperament of a researcher. This made Rosswealth even more convinced that the guy in front of her was not the Svartalfheim she had seen before.

The name board of the floating window would not lie.

She thought.

As the most special individual, the fact that she and Ortlinde couldn't share the same floating window explained everything. This matter couldn't be lied to.

"Teacher,"

As soon as he saw Feilulinde, 029 immediately lowered his head respectfully, acting like a well-behaved student.

Felurinde nodded at him and went straight to Mungo, sizing up the former Overlord of the grasslands.

Mungo bared his teeth at him, like a lion trapped in a cage, but not daring to act rashly.

If it was in the past, he might have directly spat at someone who was looking at him so wantonly.

But now, there was a terrible thing on the ceiling aimed at him, and he could feel a destructive power gathering from the dark hole.

He didn't dare to move.

No one answered Feilulinde's question. The atmosphere froze with his arrival.

His eyes stopped on Mungo's face, but he continued, "Ever since the genius mechanics of Ravesland discovered the divine breath, they've been trying to use this unstable energy. Although the things they obtained from it allowed them to stand at the peak of technology, there's a price to pay for doing so ... For example, the ruins you see."

"The dense spirit breath is solid, has a mirror, and is suspended in the sky. Therefore, what you see is the shadow of the ruins ... The reason why it wasn't a reflection was that I used a convex mirror to reverse it again, making it easier for me to observe."

"But you didn't answer our question, Your Excellency..." Laurentia mustered his courage and said, "What exactly is it that has confined your so-called 'divine breath'?"

"The answer has already been given, hasn't it?"

Felurinde looked at the Holy See.

"Do you guys believe in the existence of God?"

"Of course!"

A Holy Knight was the first to answer. From his devout eyes, it was not difficult to tell that he was a fanatical believer.

"Unfortunately, that's a wrong answer."

Feilulinde shrugged and replied apologetically.

Before the crowd could understand what he meant, the muzzle on the ceiling shot out a bright light!

Zi-

The Paladin who answered the question didn't even have time to scream before he was evaporated by the light.

He died on the spot, leaving nothing behind.

"But I don't believe it. I'm still trying to solve this mystery, and I won't allow anyone to be so stupid as to simply attribute the answer to 'God'. There is no God in this world, and if someone proves the existence of God, it must be the wrong proof."

Felulinde said simply.

Fear was like an ocean, suffocating everyone in silence.

The Holy See's face went pale, and he lowered his head in fear, not daring to look at him.

He was the one who said "perhaps it's God's power," and this fiend's eyes clearly meant that.

It was a warning, but also anticipation.

"So you're just saying it ... you don't even have the courage to defend your answer. Such a lowly existence. What a joke ..."

The Holy See's head was even lower. He gritted his teeth and felt his face burning.

Feilulinde looked away in disappointment, but when he saw Laurentia, his eyes lit up.

The Paladin's face was livid, and the veins on his neck were bulging. His whole body was trembling!

"You, you actually killed him... You killed him, right in front of me, less than a meter away from me... He trusted me so much, but I couldn't protect him ..."

He mumbled as if he was in a dream, but his body was gradually glowing.

Just like Mungo, the shackles on Lorenzo's body were also embedded in his flesh. As long as his muscles were tight, they would release a numbing electric current.

For example, the electric current was crackling, and there was a terrible burning smell on Laurentia, but he seemed to feel no pain at all.

"You are very interesting. At the very least, you're trying your best to prove that your answer is correct."

Feilulinde looked at the Paladin with great interest. He took off the window and put it on his nose, and a pair of exquisite monocles appeared.

He stared at Laurentia, who looked like a Saiyan, with great interest, and muttered, "Wonderful, wonderful..."

"Crack!"

It was the sound of shackles breaking. The blood-stained shackles was forced out of Laurentia's body. Not only that, but the silver prison carriage that imprisoned him also split open and shot out in all directions!

Logically speaking, this attack alone was enough to deal-massive amount of damage to allies.

But 029 stood up!

His figure moved at high speed, collecting every splash that was about to hurt the innocent at an incredible speed. After the dazzling explosion, the ground, walls, and ceiling were embedded with the fragments of the prison van, but the people around Laurentia were unharmed.

Feilulinde was still watching with great interest. Even though he could not see clearly due to the smoke, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, the smoke and dust seemed to be twisted by a hand, and then an unstoppable spearhead shot out from it!

It was made of gold and carved with faintly glowing runes. It had an astonishing aura as it shot out from the dust!

A fierce wind tore through the smoke and dust, and the runes on the spearhead seemed to be throbbing as they rubbed against the air.

[Gungnir, the Spear of Eternity]

The spearhead was thrust out, and then Laurentia jumped out of the dust and rushed towards Feilulinde. 029 saw that the situation was not good and immediately rushed over, trying to stop the Paladin like before.

Although he was fast, he was bounced away by the force of the spear as soon as he arrived.

As a mythical weapon that was born in the first era alongside the holy sword Narshil, and one that had defeated the abyss once in the first half of the first era, the power of Gungnir was beyond all 'rules'.

When the seven holy spirits gathered, the wielder of the holy sword would definitely "win."

And when the Holy Lance was activated, it would definitely hit and penetrate the enemy's defense!

It couldn't be dodged, and it couldn't be disturbed.

At the end of the 177th round, Char used his understanding of Laurentia to make him lose his combat power before he could even use the sacred spear. Otherwise, it would not have been so easy.

029 was sent flying. He watched helplessly as the tip of the spear easily pierced through Feilulinde. The latter was like a toy doll half the height of a man, flying backward with blood and flesh splattering everywhere.

"Ha..."

Lourenster gasped for breath, his hands holding the Holy Spear shaking, and his naked upper body was also covered in blood.

Blood rushed out of his pores, like a human shower, and he was dead in the blink of an eye.

"Pa"

The Paladin was also lying in a pool of blood.

The fight between the two happened in a flash. For most people, they first saw Feilulinde take a person away with a raise of his hand, then Laurentia exploded and died with the dwarf in the white coat.

And that was it.

The dead silence lasted for more than ten seconds. Everyone stared at the mess on the ground in a daze, not understanding what had happened.

Even a talkative guy like 875 was stunned.

Oh wait, its mouth was sealed...

"That fellow... He's dead, right?"

The one who broke the silence was Muru. He had not said a word since he was inexplicably involved in this dispute, as if he had been suppressed by the top because of the repetition of his ancestor's character. Now that Mungo was also shocked by this scene, he was the first to wake up.

"He should be dead..."

Mungo took his great-grandson's words.

'What a beautiful strike... If it were me, I wouldn't have any regrets."

He muttered.

It was as if he was intoxicated by the attack of Laurentia.

"Ancestor, I'm referring to that Shorty" ... Muru said weakly. If it was someone else, he would have directly scolded, "Stupid old man, I'm not asking about that person, but that person.

"He's dead." Meng Ge said, frowning.

He happened to be the closest to Feilulinde's body. He could see the Big Hole in the guy's chest and the wriggling organs inside.

But just as he said that, Feilulinde got up as if nothing had happened.

"Unfortunately, the answer is wrong again."

As soon as he said that, the gun above his head began to move again as if it was choosing a lucky child ...

This time, it chose Mungo!

Zi-

However, the strong light only melted the shackles on his body and did not cause any damage.

"We're the same kind, so I can't kill you, and I won't do that."

The midget with pointed ears, who had a big hole in his chest, flicked the blood off his clothes and said to himself.

The white coat was made of an unknown material, and the blood stains rolled down like dewdrops on a lotus leaf. The Big hole in his heart was also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"My consciousness is bound to the soul furnace. What about you?" He looked up and asked Mungo.

Mungo frowned slightly.

He did not answer.

This guy had exposed his origin in one sentence...

He was right. Mungo's soul was tied to the Holy Grail, but that thing was now called "Nth Pawnshop" and was stored in Char's Pseudo Divine Space.

Ever since Char took that thing away, the two of them did not even have time to talk much before this series of changes happened. He did not have the chance to confirm his current state... It was clear now.

From what Feilulinde said, he wouldn't die for a while. Even if he did, it wouldn't be a real death. At most, he would be summoned again.

And the other party was the same as him, just as he said, tied to some 'soul furnace'.

What kind of place was that?

"You're not answering? Then forget it. "

Feilulinde picked up the Holy Lance and walked back to Laurentia.

Upon seeing this, Mungo suddenly stepped forward and blocked his way.

"What are you doing?"

Because of this shot, his favorability towards the Paladin was temporarily maxed out. Seeing that the Paladin was like a candle in the wind, he couldn't just watch the other party hit him while he was down.

"This spear's power is amazing. No, I should say that the energy flow trajectory when this guy activates the spear's power is amazing. I've only seen it once and I've gained a lot of inspiration. This is enlightening for me to study the power of 'God'. Please step aside, " Feilulinde said calmly. "Don't disturb my experiment..

Mungo was stunned and could not help but ask, "You... How do you want to do it?"

"I'm going to stuff this spear back in."

"???"

Mungo looked at the huge Gungnir and then at Laurentia, who was lying in a pool of blood. He snorted. "That's not appropriate, is it?"

"Why is this not appropriate?"

"It's so big, can he handle it?"

"Yes, and you'll even feel fulfilled and happy because of it. And the God he believes in will protect him, if 'God' really exists," answered Feilulinde.

"A God would do such a thing?"

Mungo was shocked, and he looked at the members of the church who were equally stunned.

"You mean they're all... Would you like to do this?"

"It depends on whether they are devout enough, " Feilulinde said. if faith is regarded as an investment, and God's gift is regarded as a benefit, then the more investment, the greater the benefit, and the more precious it is... For example, to the guy behind you, putting this spear back might save his life."

Mungo looked at the spear.

He then looked at the people from the church.

His big eyes were filled with shock.

"This can f*cking save lives? And the more devout, the more precious? The people from the church are really good at playing..."

Mungo stepped aside, ready to see how this scene that he could not imagine would unfold...

The cross-channel chat between the two ended successfully, but the scene Mungo was looking forward to did not appear. The spear only approached the Paladin and was absorbed by him!

So this was what happened...

Mungo heaved a sigh of relief. but at the same time, he was also a little disappointed.

Eh?

No, why would I be disappointed...

Just as Feilulinde had expected, Laurentia opened his eyes and staggered out of the pool of blood.

Thick blood dripped from his body, and he looked a little fierce.

"Come on, continue with that move. I want to see what's going on."

Feilulinde said as he put on his glasses.

Laurentia stood there indifferently.

His ears were buzzing, and his vision was blurry.

He did hear the other party's request, but he couldn't do it ...

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he simply couldn't do it!

Putting aside the fact that he had been completely hollowed out by the attack just now, he was already considered lucky to be able to stand up now. More importantly, the emotions that he had suppressed to the extreme just now had finally erupted, which was why he had unleashed such a magnificent attack. The Holy Spear was usually hidden in his body and would not awaken at all!

He really couldn't do this.

"Not compatible?"

Felurinde's eyebrows twitched. He raised his hand slightly, and with a sizzling sound, another Paladin was vaporized without even a scream.

"You..." Laurentia's eyes were almost popping out of their sockets.

"No, it's not enough. It's far from what it was just now."

Felurinde frowned and raised his hand again.

At this moment, a very untimely voice interrupted, sounding a little breathless.

"Even if you kill everyone, he won't be able to recreate that scene."

Felurinde turned around and saw a stranger.

It was Char.

He held the door and panted.