The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 183: The gods of the future

Don’t covet the fame of your previous life?

Annan was slightly confused.

Benjamin glanced at it and explained the confusion for both of them: "The curse must be bound by the power of an 'oath' before it can be used by others.

“The ‘name’ is what everyone gets when they are born, the strongest oath - an oath that lasts a lifetime.

"If he reuses the name he has abandoned, it means that he has vowed to regain this destiny. Then the curses you have suffered and the fate you have escaped will all be recovered one by one, and the force will be stronger. . Now that you have chosen to escape debt... you cannot look back. Otherwise, you will only face more backlogs of debt."

All extraordinary powers in this world are curses.

Then the field of "fate" naturally also belongs to curse.

After all, "Miss Good Luck", the **** of luck and accidents, is also a righteous god.

...Doesn't that mean that if I use Don Juan's vest casually, I won't be approached by "Don Juan" himself or the Geraint family?

Besides, the king doesn’t have any objections to me?

After all, he just wanted "Don Juan Geraint" not to die in the hands of a rotten man. When he heard that Don Juan was not dead, the most he could do was to be surprised and say, "I didn't expect His Majesty the Duke of Bones to be quite kind" and then stop taking care of him.

But as long as Annan does not escape too far from the frozen water port, the king should not care where he goes...

The only one who feels something is wrong is the third prince.

But at most he thinks that Annan is just a fake...

Doesn't that mean... no one can control me?

Annan suddenly felt excited.

He was an honest man before, not daring to cause trouble or say anything. I was afraid of attracting the attention of the capital... But I didn't expect that Don Juan's identity would be so safe!

No one cares whether he lives or dies.

——If they just want him to die, he should die as far away as possible.

"But whose nightmare is this?"

Annan asked again: "If Don Juan Geraint is still alive..."

"Of course it belongs to Don Juan. Since he is going to be reincarnated, the curse that continues in his body naturally needs to be cleared - a baby cannot be born with metal jewelry."

Benjamin smiled at Annan again and explained very patiently: "I think you didn't enter this nightmare through the spell of little Don Juan, right?

"Transforming curses is the job of a transformation wizard. It is just to transfer the curse in Don Juan's corpse to another person... It can be done.

"Little Don Juan's final resentment must be to 'kill' or 'catch' those betrayers. Or else, he wants to know their purpose.

"And in this way... we can make the information in this nightmare become false news. It will make those who come back to investigate later think that Don Juan and I are dead."

In other words, everyone in Don Juan’s nightmare is still alive.

The only one who died was "John".

Among them, Benjamin is already dead in a social sense.

Everyone thought he was dead, and he completely disappeared into the shadows.

And Don Juan's soul was captured by Benjamin. He may be resurrected successfully, or he may not survive.

"——But why are you telling me this?"

Annan asked.

"Because I guess you are the heir to the new fragment of truth. You are coming back now just to ask me some questions."

Benjamin said with a smile: "Otherwise, it's hard for me to imagine why you would want to return to this nightmare. This is just a bronze-level nightmare, which can only provide power to bronze-level extraordinary people...

"Not everyone can inherit the Fragmented Page of Truth. As long as there is a curse that conflicts with its elements, it will be completely unable to accommodate it; and if the talent of an extraordinary person is not enough to be promoted to the gold level, then it will not be able to contain it at all. Manifest before you.

"In other words - although you may be relatively weak now, you will definitely be the holder of truth in the future.

"The truth level... is the reserve of the gods. As long as there is a long enough time, the truth holder can find other fragments of truth, improve his own book of truth, and store enough curses. Then it will hatch into a new one. God.

"Since it has not manifested in front of me, it means that I am not consistent with your truth. Then I am respectful to a future **** and answer all questions - there is no problem with this, right? What is the problem, Just ask... If I can answer it, I will definitely answer it."

Benjamin said calmly.

What he said was very true - I just want to befriend you when you are weak, and I just want to give you benefits. And I said it directly, this is to make friends with you. Do you have any comments?

Annan has no objection.

Annan is very good.

The "Book of Truth" is actually equivalent to the godhead.

As long as a strong man of the gold level can hold a fragment of truth, he can enter the truth level. The truth level is the process of truth level experts who share the same book searching and hunting each other to perfect the book of truth they hold.

As long as he can complete the Book of Truth and accumulate enough power - or "experience" - he will surely become a new god.

...It doesn't sound like it's too difficult.

Annan is only at the bronze level now, but he already has two fragments of pages in his hand...

If he goes by this efficiency, he may not be able to get the gold even if he collects everything.

But the Book of Heavenly Cars...

What kind of God’s truth is this?

Many thoughts passed through Annan's mind.

He decided to tell the truth.

Anyway, Benjamin and Don Juan in the real world would not know about their conversation here. The worst outcome is that the other party refuses to cooperate... In that case, Annan will probably commit suicide three times to create a copy.

After three days of this, Annan can enter this dungeon again and ask again.

And if the information is adulterated...it doesn't matter.

Anyway, Annan would not completely believe what they said.

"...Yes."

Annan nodded: "I do need your help.

"I am Annan Winter. I temporarily lost part of my memory and was trapped in the Kingdom of Noah... Because of the similarity in appearance, I temporarily borrowed the identity of Don Juan to run his territory. Use the truth The power of the broken page confronts the Skeleton King and the Fufu in the frozen water port.

"Now, Master Michelangelo is about to be reborn. And my friend Salvatore wants to help Master Michelangelo complete his resurrection... but the Church of Fufu plans to use the 'Ritual: Destruction' on that day. The reincarnation's blocking ritual. I hope you can tell me more details about Don Juan's habits and how to prevent this..."

Annan originally wanted to say, "If things come true, I will definitely repay him in the future." But when he said this, he always felt that this passage was strange.

It's a bit like the joke "Hello, I am Qin Shihuang, I took the elixir of life and survived, and now hundreds of millions of troops are sealed in the imperial mausoleum...".

And Benjamin and Don Juan looked at each other.

Don Juan thought for a long time before slowly nodding.

"Yes."

Don Juan replied seriously: "Then, the future Duke, His Majesty the God... I hope you can treat my subjects well."

"That's natural."

Annan breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, the goal was finally achieved.

"...but before that, I have another question. Why would they believe that you would drink that glass of wine?"

This is where Annan is most confused.

He asked carefully: "In the false information they learned, they thought that your curse was 'cannot drink wine from people older than you' and 'cannot eat roasted green plums', so Only then would they use green plum wine to cast a counter-curse. So why would they believe that you would drink the wine given by the old butler? Isn’t it okay as long as you don’t drink it?"

"Of course...Adolphus is actually not older than me."

Benjamin said leisurely: "The Earl knows my real curse. ~IndoMTL.com~ It is impossible for him to send someone older than me to deliver wine to me, and I know Adolphus. ’s... He has always been Don Juan’s butler, and I know him well. He has always poured my wine.

"So, in order to kill me, they had to curse Adolphus. I just smelled the smell of decay... It was the smell of the ritual: the curse of aging.

"—and this is a voluntary curse."

Speaking of this, Benjamin’s expression became a little solemn.

Don Juan also realized something and remained silent.

Benjamin said softly: "In order not to trigger my perception, they could only use the excuse of murdering Don Juan to divert their murderous intentions. In other words, Adolphus would rather accept the aging curse and assassinate his master Don Juan... They don’t want to believe me, the Earl, or ask us for help.

"That's fine..."

The old wizard sighed deeply and slowly.