Chapter 1850: Break!
At a single command.
Hundreds of players surged into action.
Broker remained seated instead of setting off with the team, turning his gaze toward Boer, who stood there in a daze.
"Oh, right."
"I forgot to return your most important possession."
Broker patted his forehead, pulled a glass orb from his clothes, and tossed it directly at Boer.
Boer tried to Dodge.
But in his current state, he had no ability to Dodge at all.
The glass orb struck him just like that.
Instead of bouncing away, the glass orb melted into Boer's body.
Memories!
Memories like a raging tide violently crashed into Boer!
"Ahhh!"
With a scream, Boer dropped to his knees.
Aetandin!
He saw Aetandin again!
He saw the Witch's Descent!
He saw the destruction of Aitandinburg!
He saw Plague ravaging the Northern Continent!
Death!
Endless death!
No one could escape it!
Including him!
In fact, he had been the most miserable one.
Because the Witch had Cut him apart bit by bit.
His body and soul alike.
The power extracted from him had merged into the Witch's body and become her strength.
I...
Am I already dead?
Boer muttered to himself.
All the things that had always felt wrong to him were completely explained at that moment.
So he had died long ago.
The current him was merely the revived him.
No!
He was only someone with a set of "memories of uncertain truth."
Boer fell silent.
However, he quickly remembered something.
2567!
2567 was still there!
The Witch would appear there too!
2567 was in danger!
Thinking of this, Boer struggled to his feet and backed away step by step.
The force binding him had vanished, but facing Broker, he did not dare let down his guard in the slightest.
It was not