Chapter 160. I''m done.


    Char felt as if he had just pped Fred''s forehead, and the scene was frozen at this moment.


    As long as he raised his hand, the conversation between the two would suddenly be interrupted, just like the Ubisoft server.


    It was enough to think about it.


    Half an hourter, no one knew what Mitsuya said to Fredrick, but Fredrick''s poker face turned gloomy, then relieved, then tense, and finally rxed helplessly.


    "I''m done," He said.


    "What the hell?


    "What?"


    "Oh, I''m sorry. I misunderstood."


    Char pulled his hand back and rubbed it against his clothes.


    The Archbishop had a lot of facial oil on his forehead.


    "What did you say to him? If he''s God''s Chosen One, then what''s up with me?" He asked in his heart.


    "You can ask him yourself."


    Mitsuya''s voice sounded tired.


    "I''m crazy! Only a lunatic would ask!"


    Char cursed in his heart.


    "Your holiness, what did you guys talk about?" He asked calmly.


    Fred''s expression remained the same as he said indifferently, "She told me that life and death are the norm. Nothing subjective is eternal. The two Gods who created everything in this world and maintained the rules of the world can be said to be dead, but they can also be said to be eternal-they have be a part of this world. Matter, energy, the changes of matter and energy, and thews of operation. If I want to be truly eternal, I have to be such an objective existence. Otherwise..."


    He shook his head, as if he was unwilling to continue.


    "Then are we..."


    Fred shook his head, and his body suddenly exuded a kind of overbearing aura.


    "She said that no one can be eternal, which means that no one has ever appeared before. I will try to find this path. What''s judged bymon sense is an ordinary life, and I''m different from them.


    "Since I''ve never seeded in the past, perhaps this is a feasible path. of course, I''ll continue to walk down this path."


    Hearing this confident deration, Char''s eyes narrowed. "That''s not right, your holiness. We''re both traitors, so we shouldn''t have such a bad rtionship, right?"


    "A traitor?"


    "It means that you are a traitor, standing against the Holy Spirits, isn''t it?"


    Fred smiled.


    "What you said is reasonable. But you should understand that the premise of an alliance is equal strength. Otherwise, there will only be very and attachment. No matter how beautiful the coat is, the core is the same."


    "I naturally understand." Char smiled.


    He was not just a powerful priest who had transcended the realm of mortals. He was also the highest authority in the United Holy Kingdom. The mentor was a noble existence sitting at the head of the round table. His words were clearly saying, "You''re too weak and don''t have the right to form an alliance with me."


    Indeed, even the insufferably arrogant Royal Court had to allow the army of the Holy United Kingdom to freely enter and exit Elfheim. Such an alliance was no different from the tyrant forcing himself on it.


    However, for him to express his thoughts so subtly, it showed that he valued Char.


    What he needed to do now was to increase the stakes.


    "Have you ever thought about how to leave this ce?"


    Char asked him.


    Fred was just about to answer when his expression suddenly changed.


    With his perception, it was not difficult for him to notice the sudden appearance of more machines around him.


    They had indeed suddenly appeared, as if they had never existed before and had just suddenly emerged from the ground.


    "The living beings inside, listen up! You''ve been surrounded by thew enforcement team of the master craftsmen!


    "There are only three paths in front of you: First, put down your weapons and surrender. The second is to resist and be beaten into a pulp by us. The third is to beat us into scrap metal and make us surrender.<novelnext>  </novelnext>


    "Choose!"


    A loud voice came from outside.


    Fred nced at Char''s face.


    "You did it?"


    "What else?" Char shrugged. "As a human, it''s a process of constant trickery and counter-trickery. You im to know me well, but in fact, you''re far from being good enough."


    "When?" Fred asked with interest.


    "The group of aircraft you destroyed is called the Rusty Feather II Reconnaissance Aircraft. The purpose of their existence is to indicate whether there are intruders. They don''t have any image transmission or tracking functions. I only took a few more nces before you destroyed them. This is the distress signal."


    "What about the location?"


    Char exined, "When we stepped on the bridge of light and passed by the ck oilke, I rubbed some of it on the sole of my shoe. When we passed by the base, I left some smelly footprints inside. The base will clean up every afternoon at this time. The cleaning robot will first sweep my footprints, and their trajectory will form a symbol, representing a kind of mineral."


    He stood up and knocked on the rock wall. A stone with white crystal particles fell down.


    "This is not a safe cave, but the ce where those minerals are produced. The machinery you destroyed was a miner, just too ugly."


    Fred pped his hands, but his expression revealed that he was full of confidence and nonchnce.


    In his eyes, what was outside was nothing more than a bunch of scrap metal.


    When he walked past Char, he patted his shoulder.


    "In the face of absolute power, all schemes are futile."


    Char did notment.


    After Fred left, the sounds ofsers and cannonballs being fired came from outside. The sounds of explosions symbolizing the machinery turning into scrap metal lingered in the ears.


    The battle outside was intense, but it was unusually quiet inside.


    Char was not worried at all about what would happen if Frey won, because he knew that Frey had no chance of winning.


    He picked up Losweise and let her lean into his arms, but in his heart, he was asking Mitsuya.


    "Hey, what''s going on? It''s about the identity of God''s Chosen One."


    "I don''t know."


    "Do you have any idea where this ce is? Do they look familiar?"


    "I don''t have a clue. I''ve never seen him before, so I don''t know."


    Char could not help but get angry, "How the f * ck do you not know anything? How can you be a Goddess like this?"


    "You''re talking nonsense," said Messiah angrily. "If I knew everything, I wouldn''t have a say in this. It was the two of them who did all the work, leaving me to do this kind of work!"


    Charwas speechless.


    "So, my identity as God''s Chosen One was snatched from him, and we were bound?"


    "There''s no problem with understanding it this way."


    "What about giving it away?"


    "You still want to give it away? I''m still a Goddess! You''re willing to give me away?"


    "For the sake of your big breasts, I''ll hesitate for five seconds before nodding.


    "Go to hell!"


    The other end went offlinepletely.


    Char called out a few times to no avail, and could only give up resentfully.


    At this time, the sound outside was getting weaker, and the ground was shaking rhythmically.


    Char understood that Crickto had probably driven his big-headed son over.


    "May the Buddha bless you, Mr. Fredrick."


    Char made a cross in front of his chest and called out, "Supreme Heavenly Lord Buddha."