Once upon a time, there was a person named Gu Tu.
One day, the weather was sunny and cloudless. Then, he died.
Everyone died, and Gu Tu died better than others because he died especially peacefully. He had died in his sleep. There was no blood, no scars, and the way he died was not scary. As for the method of death, it was quite common-death from overwork. In this day and age, if one or two people didn't die from overwork, the investors wouldn't believe that their employees were working hard.
Before he died, Gu Tu actually had a premonition," He clearly felt that his body was a little overwhelmed. He had just worked overtime until twelve o'clock and he began to feel uncomfortable all over. He had also discussed this with his parents, but his father felt that: "You sit in the office every day. How tired can you be? Didn't you often play games until midnight when you were in school? Even the brick-moving people didn't die of exhaustion, how could you die of exhaustion?”
Gu Tu felt that his father's words made sense. After all, he was only 24 years old. There were a lot of people in the company who were older than him. No matter what, it would not be his turn to die first. However, this job was indeed a little stressful. The demands of the client changed every day, and the schedule was so tight. Gu Tu had the feeling that the sky was about to collapse every day, and he spent every night in anxiety. Now that he thought about it, he probably didn't die from exhaustion, but from anxiety.
Therefore, Gu Tu's cause of death was not because of his heavy workload, but because his mind was too fragile. The appraisal was completed.
When a person died, they would disappear from the world, and Gu Tu was no exception. A disappearing person had no eyes, so he couldn't see anything. A person who disappeared had no brain, so he didn't think about anything. A person who disappeared had no ears, but he heard an ethereal voice say to him,"
"…Please respond to my call and come to my side.”
Who are you? Why should I go to your side? No, I'm not religious. Don't pretend to be a god with me. I'm already dead. You can't control what I want to do.
Since he was dead, Gu Tu felt that it was only reasonable for him to take revenge. He decided to seek an explanation from his superior. Their leader was the kind of person who would feel uncomfortable if his employees did not work overtime. He had to work overtime even if there was no work. He couldn't sleep well without the lights in the office building on. Gu Tu's death was at least half the responsibility of this leader. The other half was to blame this evil era.
It was just that Gu Tu was a little far away from the leader now. The place of his sudden death was his rented apartment, and the leader must be sleeping in a big house more than ten kilometers away. Now that Gu Tu was gone, he couldn't sit in the car. He could only float over. After floating for a long time, they finally arrived at the leader's residence.
However, when she went to the leader's house, she saw that the leader was not sleeping. He was on the phone with his client. Party A was very dissatisfied with the results they submitted and asked them to revise it. Considering that the company had lost another worker, the project would definitely not be completed before the deadline. Of course, the leader didn't know about this. He was just pestering Party A, hoping that this version would be less edited.
Gu Tu thought about it and felt that it wasn't easy for the leader. There was no benefit in killing him. Every debt had its owner. He should go to the client to take revenge. He decided to give the leader three middle fingers and forget about the grudge between them. However, he had no hands and could not even raise his middle finger.
"I call you in the name of the thirty-two saints. Please come to my side!”The ethereal voice sounded again.
I'm not going. I'm not free now.
The ancient road floated for a long time and floated to the company of Party A. The person who contacted the client was a bespectacled little girl. Her eyes were so dark that no powder could cover them. From the looks of it, she was about the same age as Gu Tu. Judging from her appearance, temperament, and dressing, she had a similar workload as Gu Tu and earned a similar meager salary.
…Uh, it wouldn't be good to kill her, right? Although she was picky and liked to change her needs.
She was also a poor person. It was her leader who forced her. Gu Tu felt that it was more reasonable to seek revenge from her leader.
"I summon you with the oracle of the seven directions and the power of the wish of eighty-eight stars! Please come to my side quickly!" The ethereal voice began to sound flustered and exasperated.
With a bang, Gu Tu disappeared. This time, it really disappeared.
The sky turned and the stars moved. The scenery in front of him flashed.
…No, I don't have eyes anymore. How can I see the scenery?
With another bang, Gu Tu found himself in a wasteland. Beneath him was a large area of magic array patterns. In the distance was a large group of soldiers wearing medieval armor. Nearby was a small group of people in religious robes; A young woman with blonde hair and white robes stood closest to them. Although her figure could not be seen clearly, her facial features were quite outstanding and her temperament was not bad.
" Thank you, God of the Seven Directions, for your blessings, thirty-two saints, and the illumination of the eighty-eight stars. You have finally answered our call.”she said. So she was the owner of that ethereal voice.
What did he mean? I died and was summoned by someone from the other world?
Oh. This was the so-called transmigration. This was not strange at all. It was common sense that people would be reincarnated into another world after death.
Then, the group of people in long robes all knelt down with a thud.
"Great Lord Goodwin, please lend us your power to expel our enemies.”They pleaded in unison.
Wait a minute, I'm Gu Tu, not Goodwin.
Gu Tu subconsciously looked at his hands. He realized that his hand was glowing. Not only his hands, but his feet were also glowing. His entire body was glowing, and there was a pair of wings flapping behind his back. So I'm an angel?
Alright then. Since I've come to the Otherworld and become an angel, I'm no longer the person I used to be. Just think of me as Goodwin.
And he said to them in a solemn voice,"I'm new here and haven't figured out the situation yet. By the way, who do you want me to hit?"
Before he could finish his sentence, dust rose in the distance. A group of cavalrymen appeared on the other side of the horizon. Goodwin (Gutu)'s vision was now extremely good, so he could see that it was not a group of "cavalrymen", but a group of humanoid monsters riding wolf-shaped mounts. They were about to charge over.
"The enemy is coming, why did you only summon me now?”He complained to the white-robed woman.
" We've summoned you for a day and a night, but you didn't respond to our call..." the white-robed woman explained timidly.
Oh, Gu Tu was busy taking revenge at that time. Strictly speaking, he was on the road to revenge. Alright, this isn't your fault.
The Monster Cavalrymen were getting closer and closer.
The soldiers stood in front of the long-robed monk soldier.
"I have another question." said Goodwin.
"Please speak." The white-robed woman replied.
The Monster Cavalry was only ten meters away.
The soldiers raised their spears.
"Do any of you know what move I used?”he asked.
No one agreed, and the Monster Cavalry had arrived.
The monsters had mounts, while the soldiers had spears.
Spears were an effective weapon against cavalry. Unfortunately, the number of spearmen was too small to form a spear formation. The cavalrymen easily circled around the spearmen's flanks. The monsters laughed happily. They knew that it was a one-sided massacre.
Goodwin could only brace himself and fight. The Monster Cavalry was like the time limit given by the client. They would never give you enough time to prepare. He was already used to this.
Fortunately, his body knew how to fight.
Goodwin pointed with his right index finger, and a ray of light shot out. The light hit the humanoid monster in front of him. Under the illumination of the light, the monster grew bigger and bigger, and the muscles all over its body bulged. It easily knocked over the spearmen in front of it.
…So this was a strengthening spell!
Goodwin immediately used the light from his index finger to shine on all his allies, including the spearmen and the robed monks. However, it was a little too late to strengthen their teammates now. Their formation had been completely disrupted by the cavalry, and they had no ability to resist the enemy at all. At this moment, the leading monster had already rushed in front of Goodwin and stabbed at him.
Goodwin instinctively blocked it with his hand. In the end, the monster leader's scimitar was sent flying. It flew for about fifty meters and hit an innocent tree. May its spirit rest in peace in heaven.
While Goodwin was mourning for the small tree, the monster leader got up from the ground and stabbed Goodwin's heart with a dagger. Goodwin dodged to the side, and the monster leader missed. Goodwin patted its back, and the monster leader fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up again.
"Looks like I don't need any tricks.”Goodwin muttered to himself.
He waved his fists and in the blink of an eye, a group of monster riders fell to the ground. However, these cavalrymen were very troublesome. After knocking down the riders, the wolf-shaped mounts would chase after them and bite them. Moreover, there were too many cavalrymen. His allies would be killed before Goodwin could send them flying.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a weapon.
The weapon's name seemed to be something called " Lightless Shining Moment."
"Then come out!" Lightless Shining Moment!" It was quite embarrassing to shout it out.
Goodwin pulled out a shining sword from the void. The sword was formless, and only its light shone.
The monsters were obviously shocked by the sword. They probably felt the threat of this weapon through their animal instincts. But they did not retreat. His courage was commendable.
However, courage was only valuable in a battle of equals.
Goodwin waved his sword.
Thus, the cavalrymen fell. Fresh blood bloomed like a flower.
The wolf monsters pounced on Goodwin. They tried to take revenge for their master with their own lives.
Goodwin swung his sword again.
So they fell down, too, on their master's corpse.
The cavalrymen finally understood that they were facing an invincible opponent. Therefore, they fled.
However, there was no end to where light could reach. Even if they fled to the ends of the world, they were still under the light.
So they were all dead.
The battle ended.
Goodwin won.
Looking at the lightsaber in his hand, he understood one thing:
In this world, if someone wanted to touch him, they would have to mobilize an entire army to fight.
He still couldn't beat her.
The monk soldiers and soldiers were already stunned by his bravery and were shivering on the ground.
With such strength, it shouldn't be a problem for him to rule the world. Alright, since he had nothing to do, he would just treat this as his New Year's goal in the new world.
As he was thinking about this, Goodwin suddenly felt a little weak. He realized that his body was no longer glowing, and the shining sword had also dissipated into the air.
What was going on? Did he accidentally get a side pain from pulling his sword so hard? Or was this the aftereffect of using a powerful skill?
He felt as if he was floating. The ground beneath his feet felt like cotton. Previously, he had a fever of 41 degrees Celsius, and he felt the same way.
"Well, I think I need to find a doctor.”he said to the white-robed woman.
"I'm sorry, Lord Apostle." The white-robed woman said with a guilty expression. "Time's up."
"What time?"
" It's like this, Lord Apostle," the white-robed woman explained. "Because you're not a permanent summon,…the duration is limited.”
What the hell? So I was the one who released the skill?
At this moment, Goodwin did not have any energy left to complain. His body began to turn transparent, and his existence turned into nothingness.
"I'm sorry, Lord Apostle!" The white-robed woman shouted at his departing figure. "It's all my fault for not training my summoning skill and not raising the skill duration! I'm so sorry!"
Her apology was sincere.
Unfortunately, Goodwin could no longer hear him.
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