Chen Lun stood in a sparsely populated alley and glanced back at the streets of Huangtie City.

'Go back and help Floyin complete the promotion ceremony.' ’

With a smile on his lips, he stepped into the spirit realm.

When the surroundings were covered by the blue Mohu Vision, Chen Lun was stunned to find that not far in front of him, a figure was walking quickly.

When he saw the appearance of the comer, he was a little surprised.

It's the Spiritual Messenger of the Murder Club, the waiter with no facial features.

"Mr. Qiao Ke, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The waiter also looked a little surprised.

"I didn't expect to meet you here......"

"Are you delivering a letter for the members of the club?"

Chen Lun asked curiously.

The waiter bowed slightly and handed the tray forward.

"Yes and no...... This is an urgent commission from Mr. Drinker, a member of the club. Due to the special situation, he is now seriously injured and has little time, so please ask me to issue a mission to the other club members nearby. ”

Chen Lun didn't pick up the envelope on the tray, but frowned and asked:

"Drinker? How could he be in Huangtie City and be seriously injured...... What's going on? ”

"I don't know ......"

The Faceless Waiter reminded Chen Lun:

"Mr. Choco, I hope you should know that as a member of the Murder Club, you are obliged to accept an urgent commission, and you cannot shirk it...... And you're the only club member I can find in the area. ”

"I see."

Chen Lun said in a deep voice, picked up the letter on the tray, and quickly opened it to check.

Drink's letter was short, with only one sentence on it:

"No. 5 Spin Street, Underground Drainage!"

The paper was crumpled, stained with dirt and blood, and the handwriting was crooked, indicating that Drinker was in a terrible state at the time of writing.

"I've entrusted me to take it, and I'll go to him now."

Chen Lun folded the letter paper, put it in the pocket of his windbreaker, and then said to the messenger.

Drinker summons the Faceless Acolyte with a token, but instead of calling for help, he asks him to find a nearby club member and rush to the sewers.

Chen Lun has a bad premonition, and there is only one possibility for Drinker to do this kind of behavior.

That is, he feels that he is hopeless and is ready to find someone to entrust his last wish...... It doesn't even matter who this person is.

After bidding farewell to the messenger and returning to the present world, Chen Lun immediately rushed to No. 5 Spin Street. Because he was not familiar with the city, he also asked pedestrians for directions a few times on the road.

It took him a few minutes to reach his destination as fast as he could.

Taking advantage of the gap when no one was looking, he jumped into the sewer on the side of the street, and then endured the disgusting dirt and burrowed into the passage on the side of the wall.

Within a few steps, he came across a locked iron gate.

This is a barrier specially installed by the city planning department in order to prevent accidents.

But for Chen Lun, this is nothing.

I saw that he flicked his fingers, and with a bang, the lock part of the iron door was beaten to pieces.

Chen Lun pushed the door and entered, walking along the stone path on the right side of the sewer.

After another two minutes or so, he heard faint breathing in the darkness.

'Found it! ’

Chen Lun snapped his fingers, and his gloves ignited a fist-sized fireball, which hovered above his head and illuminated the surroundings.

Drinker was leaning against the wall, covered in blood.

His legs were gone, and the fracture was scorched in the shape of a lake, and there was a faint black purple light, faintly burning. The left arm was swollen and fat, completely out of proportion, and slumped to the side.

"Yes...... Who is it? ”

Drink's consciousness was a little foggy, and his eyes struggled to open, revealing a cloudy child's hole.

"Don't talk yet, I'll treat you."

Chen Lun said in a deep voice.

He reached out and activated the power of the [Sting] bookmark, which bloomed with a glowing green light and instilled life in Drink.

Although he doesn't have a deep friendship with Drink, at least he has fought side by side, and he can be regarded as a comrade-in-arms, Chen Lun doesn't want to watch him die like this.

But within a few seconds, Chen Lun frowned.

Because he found that the life force he transmitted from the past seemed to have fallen into a bottomless pit, and as much as he entered, he passed as much as he entered, and Drink's body did not play a role at all.

"It's you...... Jack. ”

Drinker shifted his gaze to the handsome young man's face in front of him, and pulled out an extremely ugly smile.

"I didn't expect it to be you."

He didn't know where he got the strength, but he grabbed Chen Lun's wrist.

"Don't ...... Don't waste your energy, I'm hopeless. ”

Chen Lun did not withdraw the treatment of the green light, sighed secretly, and while thinking about a way, he said to Drink:

"What happened to you, who beat you like this?"

"Ahem...... Rafah, is the Archbishop of Rafah of the Red Apple Church...... She descended into a physical avatar, and I am no match. ”

Drinker spat out a mouthful of blood and continued:

"Don't talk yet, listen to me...... I can't hold it anymore. ”

He held his breath and said with difficulty the reason why he came to Huangtie City.

Chen Lun listened silently, and kept transmitting life force to Derink in his hand, although the effect was very small, but it was able to relieve Delinck's pain, and he spoke a little more smoothly.

The other party gave a grateful look.

At the same time, Chen Lun also secretly sighed that after being injured like this, if he were an ordinary transcendent, he would probably have died a long time ago.

It is also thanks to the fact that Drinker is a flesh and blood faction transcendent known for his strong vitality, so he can last so long.

Through Drink's words, Chen Lun roughly understood that the other party was here for revenge...... followed a group of monks from the Red Apple Church and chased them all the way here.

The other party talked about his past in general, so that Chen Lun understood why he had such a deep hatred for the Red Apple Church.

'Is this the story of Drink......

Chen Lun felt a lot, and his emotions were slightly complicated.

In his previous life, he dug into the backstory of the game, and although he also had a lot of feelings, it was far less intense than it is now.

Since he crossed over, he has experienced a lot of things that have made him hate and pity the world more and more. Because what happened in front of him was a living person, a real reality.

"Beware of the leaders of the Red Apple Church who sacrificed themselves to bring the incarnation of Rafah...... The city can't stay any longer, and even Amber City could be affected. ”

Drinker shivered and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, the last one of which remained.

But his stiff hands were never able to take it out.

Chen Lun noticed that Drink's fingers were scorched and his joints were necrotic, and he couldn't even do the simple operations he used to have.

After several unsuccessful attempts, Drinker angrily tossed the cigarette case aside.

He laughed miserably.

Chen Lun silently picked up the cigarette case, took out the flattened cigarette from it, and personally brought it to Drink's mouth, and then with a flick of his fingers, the spark lit it.

"Thank you......"

Drinker sucked greedily and let out a long puff of smoke.

"The reason why I didn't ask for help, you should know it now......"

He said as he smoked a cigarette.

"That's Rafa's 'moon shine' power, and the curse of a sword...... I will surely die. I just want to be able to find a random person and talk to each other. ”

Drinker's voice became solemn, with a hint of pleading:

"Jack, when I die, you take the remnants of spiritual precipitation, and give you the contents on my body, including the Barag necklace on my chest...... Just help me with one thing......"

"You say."

Chen Lun said in a deep voice.

"Destroy the Red Apple Church...... It's an excessive, but I can satisfy even one more Red Apple Church minus killer...... Cough! ”

Drinker coughed violently.

His eyes began to bleed, as did his nostrils and ears.

"Most of the people in the murder club are only interested in profit, but I can see that you are a sentimental person...... To be able to meet you before death must be guided by fate. ”

Drink's last sentence made Chen Lun emotionally complicated.

'Is Destiny Guided......

After a few seconds of silence, Drinker's voice grew quieter, and finally he only said thank you.

He's dead.

Looking at the unburned cigarette on Drink's mouth, Chen Lun squatted in front of him and was silent for a long time.

I don't know how long it has been.

Drink's body vanished, reduced to a roll of white bandages.

The necklace he was wearing around his neck also fell to the ground with a clang.

On the side, there is also a wallet for money.

The burnt cigarette butt went out, and a wisp of green smoke ignited.

Chen Lun took a deep breath, picked up all the things on the ground, and then turned around and left without looking back.

However, even without Drink's request, he would have actively participated in the hunt for the Red Apple Church.

But in the end, he agreed to Drink.

'Is Rafa again...... What will happen to her this time? ’

Chen Lun felt a little dull and quickened the pace of leaving.

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Drink's death did not cause any waves.

He has almost no friends on weekdays, and in the murder club, he is extremely unpopular.

In a village in the Gem State.

"Teacher, why did you pour three glasses of wine?"

Maggie was at the dinner table, and after seeing Akebin's movements, she was a little puzzled.

Akbin calmly poured the wine and said:

"It's a friend's wine, and it's kept with me for the time being, but he'll probably never get it."

"He's dead?"

Maggie furrowed her eyebrows, surprised.

Akbin didn't answer, just took a sip of the wine in his glass.