I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 16. Open The Door!

"He's letting us go just like that?"

"What else?"

"What did you say to him?"

"I told him that I was poisoned and that I'm going to explode tonight. The poison seeped out from the corpse, and anyone who smelled it would laugh until they died of laughter. Then, he let me go."

Evelyn snorted and ignored the childish joke.

A few minutes ago, Shaya had found Orivande, and the two of them had whispered a few words before he let them go. Many of the Elves in the camp who had developed a relationship with Char were dumbfounded.

Evelyn was also very curious.

After that, Char did not say a word until they were far away from the camp, and the light of the sentinel could no longer be seen behind her.

"Alright, I was just joking."

Char held the Dark Elf's hand and asked with anticipation and apprehension,

"Evie, did you really not remember anything?"

Evelyn's heart tightened.

She could not give a negative answer, because she had indeed thought of something, but it was hazy and not real at all.

Moreover, the memories related to the Lucius were not very good. They were intertwined with conspiracies and hatred, but she deliberately avoided them. She did not believe that the Lucius was that kind of person. She even suspected that her mind had gradually become distorted after falling into the abyss, and she could only speculate about others with malice. Even the last pure land in her heart had been affected.

That was why she even avoided the memories of Char.

After a long struggle, the Dark Elf slowly shook her head.

"Alright, maybe people are different."

Char laughed at herself.

Just a few minutes ago, he had an unbelievable conversation with Orivande.

Corpse swamp was an open dungeon, and it was her first time-perhaps so. After all, every experience Char went through was considered her first time.

The plot that could only be experienced for the first time had something to do with Orivande's party.

However, the ending was the same every time. This young, promising, righteous, and Noble Elven Knight Officer would be buried here.

The reason for this was his uncle Felix.

Felix's obsession with money had always been his weakness. Coupled with his unlucky experience in Astan City, he was the most suitable person to be seduced and corrupted by Zin'rokh.

Orivande would give up his life to save him.

This time, Char did not do what he usually did. He stayed in the military camp and deal with Felix's problem when an accident occurred in the second half of the night. Even if they could not save Orivande in the end, they could at least save the 500 Fury Guards.

However, this time, he had an idea.

Orivande had died here every time. Now that he was returning to this place and was about to experience the same death, would he remember something? Just like how Mia recalled the fire.

If the NPC's awakening was really happening on a global scale, the elven officer would also sense it.

Hence, he went straight to the point and told the other party, "You will die tonight."

The answer was both unexpected and within his expectations.

Orivande smiled at first, then said in a playful tone, "The first human I killed when I was 24 years old was a liar who claimed to be The Star.

"He did that to trick little girls into sleeping with him. I'm different from him." Char replied.

In the past, Felix would be rescued and tell him everything about Orivande, including this story. So, other than the liar who died in that incident, the elf himself, and his uncle, no one knew about it.

However, Orivande was not surprised at all. He only gave him a deep look.

"What I want to say is that I didn't believe that people could see the past and future in the past, but now I have to believe it."

It was as if he had already accepted everything from the moment Char spoke.

He then let Char go.

For the past few minutes, Char had been thinking about the officer's reaction. He seemed to have recalled something, but he did not believe it was true.

He was still hesitating, or perhaps overconfident in his ability to change.

Such a realistic reaction made Char more and more confident in the judgment of the overall awakening.

If that was the case, it meant that he did not need to personally change the blueprint of Zin'rokh. He could change it indirectly.

Even from the second round, he had been playing the role of a plot destroyer.

However, who could guarantee that the plot that he had manipulated was not in IT's original script?

As long as it was a written program, as long as it was a specially compiled plot, there would always be a limited branch and direction. The so-called open world was nothing more than the freedom of restrictions. The so-called close to reality was far less than the real reality.

However, this time, if the world really woke up, IT would have to use something similar to a blueprint to control them from behind.

Could IT just turn a blind eye?

This was what Char was thinking.

If his opponent did not appear, he would force him to appear.

At the very least, he had to force IT to attack.

As long as he made a move, the invisible and unpredictable fear would instantly lose its bearing and become something that could be conjured. The two sides would once again sit in front of a game of chess.

Char was looking forward to that moment.

​ "We're here."

Char stood still.

Evelyn looked around. It was pitch-black, and the cold night wind blew through the dark forest, making a rustling sound.

There was no sign of a hot spring!

Just as the Dark Elf was glaring at Char, he suddenly conjured a large fireball in his hand and shouted, "Open the door!"

Bang! Bang!

The fireball shot out and smashed into the air, but it seemed to hit a wall and let out a violent explosion!

The scattered light illuminated the rhythmical ripples in the air. It turned out to be a barrier created by a phantom spell that covered the scenery behind him.

Evelyn understood. She immediately summoned a magic-infused sulfur stone and hit it with her head.

Under the continuous bombardment of the two, a terrible hole was torn in the illusion like a curtain, and it was still expanding.

The light behind her was extremely dazzling in the darkness. At the same time, she also smelled the smell of incense, faint music, and white mist.

Just these three items were enough to outline her imagination of a comfortable life here. With the hot spring that Char had mentioned, the Dark Elves were almost the first to rush in.

"Don't worry."

Char quickly stopped her.

"Summon a small Soul Sucking Monster first."

Hearing that word, the Elf shivered at first, then glared at him.

However, she still did it.

The pitch-black magic summoning door stood tall in the air, and two slippery tentacles stretched out from it. Then, an ugly thing less than half a meter in length crawled out from it, using four tentacles to support itself like an octopus.

This thing had no facial features, but its entire body was filled with sensory organs. As soon as it came out, it locked onto the spellcaster other than its master, Char. Its body was like a bow pulled into a full moon, ready to attack.

It was only when the latter pulled out his sword that it shrank into a ball in fear.

At this time, the master of the phantom rushed over and said angrily, "Who is it? Ah! A Soul Sucking Monster?"

The little one spread its tentacles and flew over. It smelled the spellcaster's brain.