Slumdog Billionaire Husband
Chapter 631

Chapter 631 A Story

The voice of the Purple Elite Ghost sounded no different from that of an ordinary human. It even sounded young. Gerald did not walk in and could not see his appearance clearly.

Gerald stood in the passage and resisted the burning heat. He even suspected that there was magma flowing there.

"Say it!" Gerald let out a breath.

He didn't know if the story was related to the coming of the Elite Ghosts.

The voice of the Purple Elite Ghost was heard again. "In my hometown, whose size should be many times bigger than yours and the civilization is also more advanced, there is a place that sounds like the City of Phoenix in your country.

"The City of Phoenix is very big, the streets are very clean, and there are floating trains everywhere. The town has a long history. Four ancient families have lasted for a thousand years in that city, They are also the true rulers of the city."

The story went on. "Among the Four Ancient Clans, there was a child. He was seen as a bastard. His parents died, and he was sent to another family to be raised when he was very young. The family in which he was raised also looked down on him. But he was from a bigger family, so they didn't dare to hurt him seriously. But all along, they would very often beat and scold him!

"That child endured silently and cultivated silently. He became a super expert at the age of 16. At the age of 18, he amazed the world and challenged the super-level genius of his original family at a family gathering.

"He thought that he would be valued by this family and be invited back to it. However, what surprised him. was that he was not recalled, but was framed. He was tossed in jail!

"In jail, he met some friends. He was framed several times, but he survived."

The Purple Elite Ghost continued, "He spent 20 years in jail. When he was 38 years old, he relied on himself to reach the level of Flame Decay after really hard cultivation. He led his friends whom he met in prison and successfully broke out. He wanted revenge!"

"However, the Four Ancient Clans were too powerful. He was hunted down by the joint forces. He led his friends to run away and ended up wandering in the starry sky. In the continuous pursuit, his friends died one by one. Later, his vehicle ran out of fuel and he became a total wanderer. One day, he wandered to a world he was completely unfamiliar with..."

Then the Purple Elite Ghost's voice stopped abruptly.

When Gerald heard that, his eyes twitched slightly. He frowned and asked, "So that boy is you, right? You came to Earth, and those Elite Ghosts had come after you. But they found that there were those bones after they came, so they began to invade again and again?" didn't say that. This is my story. It's your choice how to interpret it. This is all I can tell you. If one day you reach the level of Flame Decay, I will tell you everything. It is useless you know it now," the Purple Elite Ghost said indifferently. "Blaine is safe for now. Don't worry, you can leave."

Gerald exhaled slowly, then nodded and said, “I understand! I heard that there are some problems with your body, which is why I came here. Is that so?"

"That's true. But you won't understand even if I tell you about it before you reach the level of Flame Decay. Go. Come to me when you make it." The Purple Elite Ghost seemed to have thought of something as he continued, "Oh, right. I've chosen two people in this world. One is Blaine, and the other is called Philander Frantz. He is a very talented young man. He's a quick learner in science, but he is a bit paranoid and terrifying. Recently, he went to an island. You guys... take care of yourselves!"

When Gerald heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Then, he frowned and asked, "Has he reached the level of Flame Decay?"

"No, he is not as gifted as Blaine is in martial arts. However, from the last time I met him, he is infinitely close to that level. You, too, but there is still a gap between you and him. And you might never cross the gap for a lifetime," the Purple Elite Ghost said calmly, "You can leave now! After Blaine recovers, I will let him come back!"

Gerald slowly let out a breath and said, "I understand. I'll come to you when I reach the level of Flame Decay."

The Purple Elite Ghost stopped talking. At the same time, Gerald only felt a heat wave, and he was thrown out.

It could tell how much more powerful one at the level of Flame Decay was!

Gerald was already close to that level. There seemed to be only a thin line, but it was actually a huge gap.

He was lifted into the hall. Then he found that Valery was sitting in front of the stone table. There were many books on the top. Some of those books were even engraved on wood.

"There are many medical books here, and they are all the only copies extant," Valery exclaimed.

Gerald glanced inside, then curled his lips and said, "Pack them up and take them away!"

"I don't think it's a good idea," Valery frowned and said.

"He can hear our conversation, but he doesn't say them away. We'll just take them. There are so many books. here, it's useless for him to keep them," Gerald said, and then he started to pack the books. Valery was indeed reluctant to part with these books. She gritted her teeth, picked up the rest of the books, and ran out.

In the empty cave, it was quiet. After Gerald and Valery left for a long time, a long sigh came, and it was unknown what the Purple Elite Ghost was sighing about.

Gerald carried the books outside and found their parachutes. He picked up his parachute and then put the books in it.

Then he stopped in the snow and said with a frown, "There seems to be a problem."

Valery nodded and said, "True. How should we go back?"

The plane had already flown away. The vast Arctic made them feel a little helpless.

"We should not be too far away from Europe. If we can tell the direction, we still have a chance to reach Europe," Valery muttered.

"That's the only way," Gerald sighed.

At the same time, in Davis' house in Sin City, a dozen people were sitting in a room. Dax had also arrived, and he was in a seat in the middle.

Among Dr. T's Ten Slayers, Dax was considered to be at the middle level, not the best, nor the worst.

"Right now, most of the regional leaders have already surrendered to us. Those who are unwilling to give in are mostly killed. However, there are some old people here that we can't make sure whether they wil cooperate with us or not," Roland reported in a hoarse voice.

"Don't mind the old guys. They can just live their life as they used to," Dr. T said indifferently, "Dax, tell me about the situation on the battlefield."

Dax slowly let out a breath and said, "The Night Watch won. The Purple Elite Ghost was killed by Blaine with. a single slash, and it was his last strike."

When Dax said this, a trace of pain appeared on his face.

The others were overjoyed.

"Blaine could only strike once. After that, he will definitely die, Roland shouted excitedly, "After Blaine dies, no one in the entire Night Watch could resist Dr. T. We..."

Dr. T interrupted Roland and asked, "Go on. What about the casualties?"

"Some recluse soldiers appeared but a lot of them died. Seven super experts died. The Night Watch has about 300 thousand to 400 thousand soldiers left in the whole world now," Dax said calmly. "What about Gerald?" Dr. T asked. "How did he perform in this battle?"