I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years-Chapter 471 - 472

A familiar figure appeared next to him.

He quickly pulled out the ‘nail’ and picked up Shaya, who was suffering.

In two or three leaps, he left the place.

Returning to the shelter, Cynthia helped Shaya sit against the wall and skillfully treated her wounds.

” Our teamwork is really tacit, Cynthia.”

Shaya grinned.

At the critical moment, Cynthia had used the Misfire Bullet to hit the defenseless Sitar, thus resolving the crisis.

The gun was picked up from the ground, and the key blunder bullet was secretly given to her by Shaya when they were hugging.

“What did you give me?” She finally had the chance to ask.

There was no prior notice for Shaya’s action.

The item was also hidden in the knife band on her thigh.

If she had not killed her enemy, she would not have noticed such a secretive move.

“Lost Wave Bullet.

Or you should have heard of its other name, the God-Slaying Bullet.”

Cynthia was stunned for a moment before she smiled.

“So, cute little boy, you asked me to kill a god?”

She clung to him like a snake, her hot breath like a dangerous aphrodisiac.

“Then how should I reward you?”

“Stop fooling around at a time like this…” “To be honest, this is not a joke,” Shaya said with a bitter smile.

You really did kill a god.”

“Really?”

Cynthia was stunned and stopped teasing Shaya.

“Wait a moment.”

She suddenly left and returned with Sitar’s body not long after.

“It does seem a little different…The other corpses had clearly died not long ago, but they were all stinky.

Only this fellow seemed to be alive…Is he still Sitar?”

“Try reading his memory and you’ll know.”

“What is it?

Are you kidding me?

The talent of the elves is useless against the dead…”

“Let’s try.”

Shaya sighed, and her gaze on Sitar’s face became sorrowful.

“He might be ‘dying.'”

Strictly speaking, this corpse was no different from a corpse that had fallen apart from a giant’s body.

Once the ” will ” that controlled them disappeared, they would immediately degenerate into worthless ” raw materials “, which were the corpse pieces that emitted a rotten smell.

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The reason why Sitar was different from the rest was because he still had a trace of will.

It was not the will of the Ultimate Sacred Spirit, but the will of Sitar himself.

The elves could read the passing lights of the living when they were on the verge of death.

This was the best opportunity.

Cynthia placed her finger gently on Sitar’s forehead and closed her eyes in shock.

Her body trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were filled with sorrow.

“Rest in peace.”

She sighed softly and closed her eyes.

Seemingly having heard those words, Sitar’s corpse collapsed in an instant.

Just like the Ultimate Giant, it instantly decayed into primitive particles that dispersed in the air.

Cynthia moved her fingers, and a breeze rose around her, sending the particles away.

She then leaned on Shaya’s shoulder.

“What an unpleasant smell.” she said half-jokingly.

“Yes, I am.”

Shaya smiled.

The two of them were joking, but they could not wash away the sadness.

After a few minutes of silence…

“I believe it now.

You are indeed an enemy of the gods…Sitar was controlled by the enemy in the first exchange.

At that time, magic was not allowed here.

This kind of unstoppable power is not a spiritual spell.

It is definitely not something that mortals can possess.”

Therefore, it was true that some kind of power had controlled Sitar.

Shaya thought to herself, temporarily suppressing this question.

“After that, where was he imprisoned?”

“In a nightmare.”

Cynthia closed her eyes, her voice trembling slightly.

” An endless, repeating nightmare…”

Reading memories was not as simple as ‘reading’ to the caster, but experiencing it personally.

In other words, she had experienced Sital’s nightmare, which should be related to Theradras ‘death.

The pain of losing a loved one replayed over and over again.

No one could stand it, but to her, it was so empathetic.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

Shaya hugged her gently and kissed her forehead.

“Let’s talk about this ‘god’.

When did you come over?”

“After his first spell hit the air.”

“Ha, you are indeed good at reading the situation…”

Shaya couldn’t help but laugh.

“It’s too dangerous…” Cynthia held his hand tightly.” It’s really too dangerous…If our cooperation is not enough, if I can’t keep my cool, things will…”

“There’s no ‘if’.” ” Besides,” said Shaya with a smile,” I’m not the only one who can fool you with my perfect acting skills.

How can the Walking Aphrodisiac be so easily controlled?”

“You…”

Cynthia rolled her eyes at him.

“So…When did you realize that something was wrong with him?

Did you expect this from the beginning?”

“It’s not that exaggerated.”

Shaya shook her head.

In fact, he did not expect things to develop to such an extreme.

The reason why he left behind the Lost Wave Bullet was also as a backup.

He had initially prepared for the worst, which was that his every move in the dark alley was monitored, so the sanctuary had used the most covert means to ensure that even if they were monitored, no one would notice the transmission of the lost wave bullet.

As for the suspicion that Sitar was possessed, it was only after he switched his main consciousness from the giant to Lexie.

The original giant could be described as a man of great wisdom but appearing foolish.

Whether it was his perception that covered the entire field or his operation of deflecting attacks to kill survivors, it was amazing.

However, when Shaya got close, the giant’s intelligence suddenly dropped, and it became a silly fool who only knew how to jump and attack.

The difference was too great!

Therefore, he was more careful.

After opening his eyes, Sitar’s every move was normal, but Shire still found the flaw.

Sitar did not even frown when he drank the bottle of ‘Calming Potion’ that was mixed with the Roland fruit.

Moreover, he said that it was not bitter…This was very unreasonable!

Indeed, in the past 177 cycles that Shire had experienced, Sitar, who was intoxicated by the afterglow of the setting sun, had a tolerance for bitterness that was several times higher than ordinary people.

Indeed, he did not even frown…

However, that was the data of the old era.

This week, Shaer had arrived here more than ten years earlier than usual.

Sitar’s tolerance had not reached that level yet.

Furthermore, after Shaer had helped him take revenge, Sitar had changed his taste and liked fragrant fruit wine.

His tolerance for bitterness was getting worse by the day.

How could he not frown?

Although he had already discovered it, Shaya could not point it out.

The other party had two vessels, and they could be moved at any time.

He could either destroy them at the same time or destroy them one after another.

The latter was his only choice.

Moreover, once he confirmed the composition of the other party, he had a better understanding of their strength.

Just as he said in person, they could not ” fabricate ” data like the system.

They could only gather data in a small range.

In other words, strength and individual data were linked.

Previously, when he saw Sitar and the giant fighting hard, Sitar was only pretending to be in a state of ” Shark Madness “.

The real magic power came from the giant.

Therefore, when the giant fell, although he gained Shaer’s trust, he lost two of his most precious things.

One was the giant’s terrifying perception of the entire scene.

Shaer had also tested this with the story of ” The Wolf Crying “.

The second was the terrifying magic power.

In other words, the person standing in front of Shaya was just a controlled Sitar.

Shaya knew his data like the back of her hand.

Next was a simple math problem.

A bottle of ” Calming Potion ” could provide an accelerated mana regeneration effect.

On this basis, he had cast ” Aquaheal ” several times,” Arcane Storm ” once, and ” Annihilation Ray ” once.

In addition, he had maintained his magic shield…

Furthermore, the spell that he had missed earlier had also highlighted a problem-his mana was so unhealthy that he could not spread his perception, so much so that he would fall for such an obvious trick.

It was not until he used a non-instantaneous spell to heal Shaya that Shaya was convinced that his mana was indeed unhealthy when the giant died.

So, after he had formed the wind blade and used the Mage’s Hand to hold it up, he had completely run out of mana to maintain his magic shield.

Just like that, the Ultimate Sacred Spirit was being played around by Shire.

Finally, as a killer who used needles as weapons, Cynthia would undoubtedly aim the Lost Wave Bullet at the place where it should go the most-the mark between the Sacred Spirit’s eyebrows.