Chapter 618 - To Capture or to Kill (2/2)
Roland laughed even more.
Now, he even knew what the True Ancestor looked like.
Looking at Roland’s smile, the black-haired girl frowned and said, “I sense a deep malice in your smile.”
“There’s no such thing.” Roland smiled even more brightly. “I came to the Netherworld to find you, True Ancestor of the vampires.” “Your smile gives me goosebumps.” The black-haired girl turned to look at the scythe-wielding woman. “Sophie, he has ill intentions. Can you beat him up for me?”
The scythe-wielding women gave the black-haired girl a deep look. “Can’t… He has another god standing behind him. If I make a move, the other side will surely do the same, so settle your dispute on your own. I don’t want the Netherworld to become a place where both gods fight.”
The woman put away the giant scythe and then disappeared.
Watching the scythe-wielding woman disappear, Roland condensed a blue fireball with both hands; the quest required detaining or killing the True Ancestor of the vampires.
Roland preferred the latter to detention.
Looking at the fireball in Roland’s hand, the black-haired girl grunted and waved her hand, and the whole space started to collapse.
In half a second, it was in fragments.
Before Roland could even throw the fireball in his hand, he was ejected from this spiritual illusion.
Back in reality, Roland was still standing in the room he was in before, surrounded by his friends who were chatting away. Then Roland spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body fell backward onto the ground.
His four friends looked at him, froze for a moment, and then immediately reacted.
They rushed forward and worked together to lift Roland to the stone bed next to them.
Schuck immediately used the Light Healing and even took the time to cast Sunlight in the room as this spell increased the effect of Light Healing
It also dispelled the cold air around.
Roland didn’t pass out and coughed up blood for a while longer. The effect of Light Healing and Sunlight was quite powerful, and Roland’s nearly empty health bar was brought back up. After a few minutes, he was able to speak. “I saw the True Ancestor of the vampires. She was just in a soul illusion.”
“She injured you?” Schuck was quite surprised. He didn’t feel anything just now, but Roland had already fought with the boss in the spiritual world. “She’s that strong? Will she pull in the rest of us and beat us up too?”
He was not wrong to have this worry.
For pure mental resistances, Schuck had the highest.
But when it came to the strength and application of mental attacks, Roland was the strongest among all the players on the server.
Even he had been beaten like this by the boss in the spiritual world. How would the others fare?
Roland shook his head slightly. “No, it was a fight with the Nether God that made me this way… Speaking of which, if my speculation is correct, the other woman in the spiritual space is the Nether God.”
Then, Roland went over what happened in the spiritual space just now in simple words.
Schuck fell silent.
“The system shows that I now have a ‘divine power residue’ effect on my body.” Roland laughed bitterly. “According to the system’s explanation, this is a body extinguishing divine spell, which has only a ten percent effect on the soul, but ninety percent effect on the physical body. And it will work from the soul to the flesh.”
“That’s why you were seriously injured immediately after exiting the spiritual space?” Schuck understood and found this troublesome. “That’s a problem. We’re not strong enough to slay a god.”
Roland laughed. “Your beloved Goddess of Light is also a god, but as a Saint Samurai, you talk about slaying gods. Won’t she dislike you?”
“No way…” Schuck wasn’t too sure. “After all, I’m handsome. I should be somewhat privileged.”
All of a sudden Roland felt his whole body hurting, sore and aching.
It doesn’t make sense, I thought the game was only a tenth as painful!
The other three friends also looked dumbfounded.
And in the livestream, the pop-up comments were even crazier.
“Holy sh*t, this man is too narcissistic… what, he’s a Saint Samurai? Then that’s okay.” “This Goddess of Light is spoiling her Saint Samurai too much.”
“The gods all have appearance complexes, please refer to Greek mythology.”
“F**k, is it too late for me to delete my account now and add everything to Charm.”
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“It’s no use, I’ve tried it. Went to the Temple of Light with everything in Charm, prayed to the Temple of Wind, and so on, and the gods don’t give a s*it.”
“Upstairs, I’m sorry for your real looks and charm.”
“I’m no good all right, you do it if you can.”
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“You guys are still missing the point. Now the question is, Roland actually fought with the Nether God? According to the information I gathered, the Nether God also seems to be a great beauty with long legs and an extremely thick chest plate. Roland actually fought with her for 300 rounds, how enviable.” “Wtf, why do people in F6 always meet extremely beautiful women, the dragoness, the queen, goddesses, goddesses, and goddesses.” “Maybe because they are F(uck)6.” “Why are you guys chatting about women again, every one of you is an old pervert. What’s happening now is that Roland knows what the True Ancestor of the vampires look like, and I am curious about his quest… What, the True Ancestor of the vampires is also a woman, then pretend I didn’t say this.”
Roland still forgot he was on the air, and after continued healing, he was able to stand up.
“Although I know what the True Ancestor of the vampires looks like now, she also knows what I look like,” Roland said breathlessly as he sat on the bed, his back against the wall, “so we have to take measures immediately as well.”
“How?” Schuck asked.
Roland laughed. “It’s easy. I’ll just hide. She hasn’t seen you guys, so you can all move normally. We’ll keep in touch through the guild chat. I can send three magic spiders out to gather intelligence as well. Schuck, do you think it’s better to capture the True Ancestor or kill her?”
“Is it necessary to ask? If it’s a beautiful girl, capture her, if it’s a man, kill him.”