Charlie asked with some horror, "The sun has not been seen for twenty years and the dead have no choice. It’s understandable, you who have the right to choose and you find that there is a dark life there, wouldn’t you resist or run away?"
"How could that be?" Reverend blurted out without thinking, "Twenty years in the Warrior Camp is a snap of the finger. They pass in a flash, every minute and every second was extremely fulfilling."
"During the twenty years there, I broke through from an eight-star warrior to the Great Perfection of the Bright Realm and then from the Great Perfection of the Bright Realm to the First Layer of the Dark Realm. It’s the second heaven, the third heaven, I have lived for eighty-five years and the twenty years in the Warrior camp are the most fulfilling twenty years of my life!"
Charlie didn’t expect that Reverend looked only in his early sixties, but In fact, he was already eighty-five years old.
However, Reverend was a master of the dark realm after all and the natural lifespan of masters of the dark realm was more than 120 to 130 years old, so it was reasonable for him to look younger than his actual age.
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