Black Tech Internet Cafe System Chapter 605
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Black Tech Internet Cafe System Chapter 605 – All of You Can Stay
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
“Oh! Are these people the weak and stupid barbaric natives they told us about?” For the audience in White Pigeon Square, the war was already over.
The Spiritual Spell Visual Projection had been turned off since they couldn’t show the frantic withdrawal of troops of two big families to the public.
“Oh! Didn’t they say that these people are filthy and despicable and live in an ignorant nation?” Stupefied, the members of the Golden Griffin Knight Legion found that what they heard didn’t match up with what they saw.
They saw magnificent figures wearing white robes instead of armor on the distant and ancient land. The bloody, maniac-like figure dashing to the forefront of the battle, the miraculous godly mirror, the huge lightning cannons, and the white-clothed figure who forced tens of thousands of people to retreat with a sword…
They saw that in another continent, the people lived differently and had their own glamour. Those people were definitely not a group of ignorant people living in misery and waiting to be rescued.
“Oh! These damn people are using such despicable tricks to fool the ignorant citizens and beautify their invasion again. But obviously, their lies backfired this time!” In an alley behind White Pigeon Square, a figure wearing a cloak whispered to his peer.
“I praise those people. If our kingdom was half as strong as them, it wouldn’t have…” Another person said with envy and excitement, and he spoke louder and louder and attracted some attention. He quickly lowered his voice and added, “Oh, I’m sorry. I got a little too excited.”
“Let’s go, brothers. We’ll soon enter the battlefield. That damn big mouth monster, Luther, even said that he is going to bring the godly light to the elves…”
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“This time, we must teach him a good lesson. They’ll get a taste of the power of our Underground Council!”
“I heard that our brothers of the council could have come here…”
“Oh! I wish for the arrival of dawn!”
“I hope we’ll say goodbye to the smelly sewers and hard black bread soon!”
“Hahaha! Your dream should be bigger, Brother.”
“Unlike you, I grew up in the slums…”
“…”
As they went away, their voices gradually disappeared in the alley.
At this moment, Mr. Fang who had been watching the war in White Pigeon Square was long gone.
…
For the cultivators of the Spiritual State and Deserted Sea Realm, the war wasn’t over.
“They want to run!” On the Spiritual State Battlefield, the space behind the almost ruined stone palace suddenly cracked open!
After these outlanders opened the portals, they just hid them instead of taking the time to seal them.
They didn’t expect that their act to save energy now became their saving grace.
The legion of the Thorn Flower Family deserted the huge palace and retreated to the dark void under the cover of the small stone arrays.
However, they saw a small golden battleship flying to them. It was the Corsair!
In the blink of an eye, that horrifying energy beam shot from the Corsair almost destroyed most of the magic stone arrays flying in the front!
Meanwhile, the spiritual ships behind the Corsair turned bright with dazzling light of spiritual spells, swallowing the flying objects left behind.
At this moment, the outlanders found that even withdrawal was a luxury that they couldn’t afford!
Without protection, no one could pass that portal alive!
At this moment, Land of Thorns Wilson turned into a colorful light beam. With his explosive godly power and extremely high speed, he got away from the many spiritual spells shot from the spiritual ships of the Spiritual State and the attacks from the Corsair, flying toward the tunnel in the void!
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“Don’t let him get away!” Furious yells sounded on the battlefield. The cultivators of the Spiritual State would allow some ordinary knights and mages to escape, but they couldn’t let the evil leader go.
“Do you think that you can stop me if I want to leave?!” Wilson’s pale and slightly weathered face was vicious and distorted. “Do you want to fight with me to the death!?”
Unlike the others, he had reached level 9 without the aid of godly power.
He was a true level 9 super master! He didn’t believe that anyone in the world could kill him. If these barbaric natives tried to keep him here at any price, he could kill most of these damn people alone!
He still had some treasures which could help him dodge those heavy cannons and land on his opponents’ spiritual ships.
At least, he could kill most of the elite fighters on this battlefield.
Also, he was sure that these people had used up of all their hidden cards.
He was also sure that not every one of these barbaric natives wanted to fight with him to the death.
In fact, the Morning Star of Flames, Austin, had the same thoughts.
With his great power, he could see that Nalan Hongwu and Su Tianji had used lots of energy in the previous powerful attacks. They might not have enough energy to deal with him.
A gloomy sneer appeared on his face as he said, “Despite the order from Mr. St. Heinz, I think… we are not in a hurry to withdraw.”
After being defeated, he hated these damn barbaric natives to the guts. Seeing that Nalan Hongwu and the other masters had used lots of their energy, he was eager to take this opportunity to kill more people to vent his anger.
“I admit that you have enough strength to protect yourselves.” Hovering in the high sky, Austin stared down with cold eyes. “You can freeze space and have a spiritual spell that has similar power to those huge destructive cannons. I must compliment you for your abilities, but you barbaric natives are still stupid!”
He snickered and said, “You used all your strength to protect those… cannon fodders?”
“As masters, you must protect yourselves. After all, you can be called a master only when you’re alive,” Austin said with a sneer, “You’re nothing when you’re dead.”
When he spoke, the sky suddenly turned gloomy.
It began to drizzle even in the cold snowy mountains in the Ultimate West Realm, which was the Spiritual State Battlefield since it was on the edge of the border.
The rain was so chilly that Jiang Xiaoyue even sneezed.
“How come it’s so cold?!”
The gloomy clouds seemed to come from the dark abyss, and they condensed into two figures who were hidden in black robes; others couldn’t see their faces.
“I think all of you can stay.”
The two figures said simultaneously. Right now, one of them was in the Deserted Sea Realm, and the other was in the Ultimate West Realm.
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