Overlord Begins: Death Wish

Chapter 19 I remember every time you look back

“Countdown to Closing Service:”

“Fives!”

“four!”

“three!”

“two!”

“One!”

Uer and Flying Squirrel were meditating in their hearts at the same time, and when they counted to the end, they closed their eyes at the same time quite tacitly.

Flying Squirrel is waiting to be forced to log out.

Ur was waiting for a turning point in his life.

So, they all missed it at the same time.

A pretty face became vivid, her eyes flowed, and her godless eyes became bright and shining.

Sure enough, Ur suddenly opened his eyes and turned away.

The countdown is over. Under normal circumstances, if nothing happens, the game should be closed, the flying squirrel logged out, and Ur disappeared with the game world.

However, he did not die.

Before he could see the environment clearly, Ur’s eyes flicked.

Turning around quickly, subconsciously holding the handle of the sword with one hand.

Someone!

The huge Reiatsu is far more sensitive than ròu’s eyes, and it helps Ur instantly feel the breath of the other party.

However, after all, it was a step slower.

When Ur is at full level, the opponent is also at full level.

Although Ur is stronger, he is a second player after all.

“Master Ur!”

Accompanied by a sound of charming /su/to the bones / anger.

The fragrant wind blows.

The next moment, a rou’s soft body suddenly plunged into Ur’s arms.

The fragrant NvRenXiang smell rushed into the nose.

Ur:? ? ?

The other party didn’t have any malicious intentions, but Ur was stunned for a moment.

Even the hand holding the handle of the sword was subconsciously released.

what’s the situation?

He was an otaku in his previous life, but in this life he is an independent and indifferent master.

I haven’t had much contact with girls in my two lifetimes.

At this moment, a big one came, and Ur could even feel the touch of the other’s indescribable stalwart touching his body.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

This is actually not the point.

The point is, this person, he knows…

Albedo.

N-Pc created by Cuiyulu.

He has also met a few times, and although he hasn’t talked a few times, the strangely beautiful face of the other party still left an impression in his mind.

But now, these touches, this breath…

Everything is telling him:

N-Pc, come true!

The game, has it come true?

Speaking of creating N-Pc, Ur was actually quite curious at the time.

YGGDRASIL is indeed a phenomenal game. The open use of N-Pc points and money allows players to create N-Pc that meets their own vision. It is really a bold and unbelievable way to play.

If possible, he would also like to try “Pinch the villain”. After all, he is the only Menos Grande, which is a bit deserted after all.

Unfortunately, he can’t.

The N-Pc points obtained were also given to other members of the guild.

So whenever Cuiyu recorded Ur coming to show off the N-Pc he created, Ur would directly chop off the ugly octopus head of the other party and close the pesky zui.

He is sour!

But Cuiyulu didn’t think so. He thought it was Ur who hated the gameplay of “Pinching the Villain”. Therefore, after that, he would never mention this to Ur.

But as a friend(?), he still feels that Ur’s life is too monotonous, even solitary, with only one person every day, killing monsters, daze, wiping the sword, and a mechanical life.

Cuiyulu had never seen such a person before. If it were not for the shining person in the Friends column, he would have thought that Ur was not a person at all (in a sense, he was indeed the truth).

But for Ur, Cuiyulu is very kind and respectful, as the first friend I met in the game, and helped him get rid of hunting, and also has a contrasting cuteness (?).

Cui Yulu feels that he has a sense of mission. He feels that he should help his friends become more humane, give him some feelings, give him some good changes, and make him less withdrawn, so he often comes back to “harass” Uganda. Er, even if he was hacked to death many times, he still did not change.

In a sense, the settings for Albedega’s can also be regarded as a manifestation of his mood.

As for the contrast and cuteness, it is purely his personal hobby.

That’s why he was hiding it. If Ur really saw him, he would have been playing games in the resurrection spring.

I’m afraid he wouldn’t know it, the “pinched” character really became a reality one day.

“Ah… well, Lord Ur…”

Albedo twisted her plump and graceful body, writhing in Ur’s arms, her pretty face flushed with an abnormal blush.

Sakura lips trembled and muttered: “I saw Lord Ur for the 367th time, looked at Lord Ur for the 56th time, met Lord Ur for the seventh time, hugged Lord Ur for the first time. The first time I smelled the smell of Lord Ur, ah♀~It was the smell I imagined, I like it~ Ah, Lord Ur~I’m so happy…”

It’s really bad speech.

After all, Ulquiorra is not the real Ulquiorra. Instead, it is the real Ulquiorra. Hearing such a bad remark, I am afraid that it will be black. Cero hits it over. After it is over, I will follow up with the sentence: Hmph, woman, trouble!

But Ur wouldn’t. Although he was a little withdrawn, he might be affected by this body, and his character was colder, but after all, he couldn’t do anything like that.

What made him more concerned was the other information contained in Albedo’s bad remarks.

Glancing at the magnificent halls around him, Ur was lost in thought.

Does she still have the memories of being an N-Pc?

What about strength? What about the level?

What about the others?

Ur thought, completely ignoring that Albedo’s hand was already going to a worse place.

“Master Albedo, your behavior has exceeded the rules!”

At this moment, another voice sounded, interrupting Ur’s contemplation, and also startled Albedo.

“Hey, it’s up to you!”

Albedo’s shy face sank in an instant, and he cursed in the direction of the voice, but he still reluctantly retracted Qianqianyu’s hand that was about to dive into Ur’s shirt.

“I am so sorry!”

The sturdy old man who was meticulously dressed in a suit bowed to salute, and then stopped speaking.

Sebas, the N-Pc created by Taqi Mi, the steward of the underground tomb of Nazarik.

The flying squirrel, who was standing by and beating soy sauce, was still in a daze, staring at this scene dumbfounded, completely unaware of what he was going through.

Shouldn’t he be forced to log out?

What the hell is this?

Swallowing hard, hey, no saliva.

He is still a skeleton.

He looked at Ur as if asking for help, although nothing could be seen in his empty eyes. But it is obvious that the master of the terrifying strength and imposing momentum of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarik is not very good at the moment.

“Ul…”

As if he knew what the other party was going to say, Ur hurriedly cast a cold look, winked, and stopped the other party’s words.