After talking to the other teller, Heloise turned and walked in the direction of the center of the core, where several of the tellers were one position behind her. Wherever Heloise passed, the monsters did bow down and surrender, without showing any gesture of attack.

And it was a matter of course, their former masters, gave the order to make them wait here, and in the absence of a new order, they waited silently for two hundred years, until now, a new god was born.

"Wait a minute!" Just as Heloise was about to leave, Alvin's voice rang out.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Heloise paused and said.

"I should ask you this!" Alvin said, "Are you going to leave without saying anything?" ”

"Is there anything you need to say?" Heloise's voice didn't hear any emotion.

"You already know what the heart of oblivion really does, right?" Alvin asked.

"That's right." Heloise replied that if the Heart of Oblivion was just a simple artifact, then it was not worth the cost of all forces, the real situation was that the Heart of Oblivion was a token that contained the entire legacy of a fallen god, divine power, inheritance, territory, and an endless army of monsters. Anyone who gets it can reach the sky in one step.

"And then, you've got these things, what do you want to do next?" Alvin continued, "Inherit the evil god's last wish and conquer the world?" ”

"Or else?" Heloise turned her head, "The Dead, we've been silent for too long, but since we're not dying in silence, it's time for us to take center stage!" ”

"......" Alvin fell into a long silence after hearing this, in fact, he should have expected such a thing, the adventure group and the Dead Clan, because of the common goal, come together, so when the goals of the two sides diverge, there will naturally be contradictions. The previous incident of the Source Blood Warlock was a living example, but when things were put on him, people's judgments would inevitably become different, and the countless births and deaths before made Alvin involuntarily trust Heloise, subconsciously, Alvin ignored this possibility, but just when he was most lax in his defense, an accident happened.

"Do you know what the consequences of this are?" Alvin asked.

"Of course I do." "To choose this path is to be an enemy of all races except the dead." However, the world is inherently the jungle, and we can't avoid fighting wherever we are, so we have only one choice left, and that is to be the winner of the battle, isn't it? ”

Alvin: "......"

"Of course." Heloise paused for a moment before speaking again, "No matter what kind of person you are, it's always better to have one more ally than one more enemy. How about it, would you like to stand with me? After all, in a way, you are also one of the suing dead. ”

"You should have known the answer to this question for a long time." Alvin said.

"That's right, with your character, it's simply impossible." Heloise said this, as if sighing slightly, "In this case, it can only be a pity, the next time we meet, we may be enemies." ”

With that, Heloise walked forward again, and was stopped by Alvin after a short walk.

"One last question." Alvin pondered for a long time before finally speaking, "Is this really your own will?" ”

"Of course, it's my own will." Without hesitation, Heloi replied, "And...... This is also fate, fate is predestined, I will lead the dead to glory, and nothing can change this. ”

"......" Alvin was silent again for a long time, this time, Heloise was really gone, several important people of the Dead Clan followed behind her, demigods and epic monsters greeted each other, and Heloise's figure disappeared from everyone's field of vision little by little. At this moment, everyone heard a system prompt, and a line of purple text appeared in everyone's taskbar.

Final Battle: The Ancient Power is resurrected again, a new evil god has descended into the world, and the final battle is about to begin, so please gather your strength to defeat the new evil god and draw a real end to this war.

Mission Class: Mythic.

Duration: 10 days.

Success Condition: Defeat Heroise, the Grim Reaper.

Since the exploration of the Lost Lands, everyone has taken on countless tasks from the hands of Heloise, and this time, it happens to be the last.

……

When the army of the deceased had departed, they sent some of them back, retrieving the supplies they had abandoned to tell the march, and then regrouped their ranks before dragging their heavy bags in the direction of the teleportation array, and it took several hours before they left the area.

Boulder Arch, where the adventure party is stationed.

Click! Because of the distortion and deformation, the armor made a screeching sound when it was taken off, and Alvin put the removed armor on the shelf next to it, intending to repair it later, after all, many impurities had already entered the damaged parts of the armor, and it had to be cleaned up deeply before it could be repaired. After removing his armor, Alvin ripped off the tattered clothes inside and threw himself directly into the bathtub.

"Do you see the old black?" In the corridor on the second floor, Duxiao Frost Lin grabbed a life professional player and asked.

"I'm back to my room." The player replied.

Duxiao Shuanglin hesitated for a moment, and was thinking about whether to take a look at the other party's condition, when the sound of the door opening sounded, and Alvin, dressed in a set of home clothes, walked in the direction of the hall, met the two of them, and nodded to them.

"Did something happen?" After making sure that Alvin was far away, the player spoke and asked Duxiao Frost Forest. The way it looked just now may be normal for other people, but for Alvin, this situation is obviously not right, you know, when Alvin is in the best mood, when he is in the station, or rather, after he washes away the dust, he did not run to find Kelaia in the first place, which is an incredible thing in itself.

"Well, that's a long story." Duxiao Frost Lin let out a long sigh when he heard this question.