413 Meeting Falken Again (2/2)

Andonara smiled after hearing that.

At this point, Roland came out of the woods holding his chest. He was very unsteady, as if he would fall the next second.

”You're still alive!”

Diablo roared in fury, and his body jerked, as if he were trying to kill Roland again.

But at this point, Andonara pierced her sword into Diablo's forehead and instilled the blue flames. Soon, his head was burned to ashes.

A gigantic shadow suddenly emerged from nowhere and grinned at everybody hideously, before it slowly disappeared.

Did he return to the Realm of Devils?

Roland walked to Andonara and asked her in surprise, ”You're already Legendary!”

Andonara nodded.

At this point, Vicent and Liz came out of the woods too and both looked at Andonara in shock.

The aftermath of Andonara and Diablo's battle was powerful enough to blow them away. It was too unbelievable.

”We're just here to hold you back.” Looking at Diablo's burning body, Vincent sat down in disappointment. ”Damn it. I couldn't even break his scales. I really wonder if I should continue my magic studies.”

Liz sat down next to him and comforted him. ”You're now a level-five Mage. You're already among the best. Don't compare yourself to Roland. That's meaningless.”

Roland waved his hand and said, ”I didn't do anything, either. Andonara did all the work.”

”At least you could hurt him, and Liz could blow him away. You were able to break his defense.” Vincent admitted regretfully, ”I couldn't break his defense at all, which means that I couldn't have beaten the monster even if I were here with forty teammates. That's really frustrating.”

Liz added, ”This evil god was extremely enfeebled. What could he have done if he were in his best state?”

”He could've summoned meteorites and sunk this island.” Andonara grabbed Roland's arm like a clingy little bird and said, ”The memory I acquired told me that Diablo was actually a Mage and not a Warrior. However, he cast nothing but a shield just now.”

”Damn it. He's so good at melee battles when he's a Mage?”

”He's an evil god.” Liz sighed and asked, ”But why didn't he use spells?”

”Because of the sealing,” Andonara explained. ”The Phoenix descendants are naturally capable of suppressing magic.”

”What if he comes back for revenge after he recovers?” Roland looked at Andonara worriedly.

Players could always be resurrected, but if anything happened to Andonara, she would cease to exist.

”Don't worry,” Andonara said with a smile, ”I estimate that it will take at least twenty years for him to recover. Besides, it's not easy to come to the main plane. He has to prepare cross-dimensional portals. He can't come back until decades from now.”

Roland was much more relieved after hearing that.

A couple of decades were enough for Roland to grow up. If the game was still open by then, he would be confident to teach Diablo a lesson as a player.

They talked for a while. Then, the blue flames burned Diablo's body into black ashes, so black that the ashes were almost absorbing light.

Roland divided the ashes into three parts and said, ”If the ashes of vampires can be sold for money, so must an evil god's.”

”Aren't you smart?” Vincent chuckled and put his share of the ashes into his system Backpack.

Liz did the same. She said with a smile, ”I hope that they can be sold for a dozen gold coins.”

”I think they're worth more than that.” Vincent stood up and looked at Roland, before he continued, ”You and the queen can go back to Delpon first.”

”You're not returning with us?”

Vincent shook his head. ”I intend to travel and learn like you did. Hopefully, I can pick up more things. Although I've been growing in the Magic Tower, I always feel that something is missing.”

Roland nodded. ”Fine, but be back soon. You're the deputy chairman.”

”Okay, no problem.”

”I'm going back to the Temple of the Water God.” Liz had already put on a linen robe from her system Backpack. She smiled and said, ”You two enjoy your honeymoon.”

Roland took out five gold coins and gave them to her. ”This is the payment that I promised.”

Liz accepted them with a smile. The Priests of the Water God Church were always short of money.

Together, they went to the beach and returned to Bluewater Harbor on the boat. Then, they split up.

Roland checked in at an inn in Bluewater Harbor. He intended to take a rest first.

Andonara fell asleep soon after a bath. Though the battle didn't last long, she was actually quite exhausted.

Roland, on the other hand, continued his magic studies.

But when it was late at night, he started to feel drowsy and soon fell asleep.

Players didn't need sleep, but he somehow fell asleep on his desk.

When he woke up, he found himself in a special space where everything was ivory-colored.

He was standing on a ritual table, surrounded by a lot of people that were of different ages and genders.

He looked around and, to his surprise, found a familiar face.

”Falken?”