The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 281: [Melvin] (2 in 1)

Annan could clearly feel that Sumarokov Melvin's body was trembling slightly.

"What are you afraid of, Count Melvin?"

Annan turned his head and looked at Sumarokov with his peripheral vision. The corners of his mouth raised slightly: "I will make a special trip to take you home next. I will never lie about this kind of thing.

"Or are you afraid of--your own home?"

"No, no, no, how is that possible..."

Sumarokov smiled sarcastically.

But his rebuttal was so feeble.

Annan chuckled and said: "It's reasonable for you to be afraid. After all, you are just a puppet.

"With your family's style, just knowing the secrets about the death chrysalis and the living corpse will be bound by someone to keep it secret. And your status is much more important than that kind of consumable - you Being able to get in touch with senior leaders of other families, and having more reasonable access to bishops and even the pope.

"If I don't put a curse on you, how can [God on Earth] be relieved?"

"How do you know——"

Sumarokov’s pupils trembled and he exclaimed.

He suddenly paused mid-sentence, his eyes showing more intense fear and panic: "Did you see it in my mind?"

"Sooner than that."

Annan sneered: "You don't think that I really abandoned the entire Principality of Winter for no reason and let you make trouble for Dmitri, do you?

"Why did I leave at that moment? Why did I come back at this time? Do you really not know what I was thinking...or do you know it in your heart, but you still can't help it?"

First, he disappeared inexplicably for a period of time - more than two months ago, another wave of Winter Hands was mobilized to the United Kingdom. After returning from the Hand of Winter, various forces continued to send people to the United Kingdom to investigate, and the final information they obtained was that Archduke Annan had entered the underground city.

Since then, there has been no news.

Although at first, these rebels in the cold winter always doubted whether this was a fishing trap...

But as time passed, they became more and more restless:

Because if Annan really loses contact with Winter and he cannot come back in a short time, then now is the best time to support Gryaznuha's rise to power!

Once Annan returns, they must confront the Hand of Winter if they want to launch a coup again.

Grandma does not need to be afraid... because Gryaznuha himself is also a "winter" recognized by grandma. The only problem is that they don't have the Three Sirens.

This scepter symbolizes the supreme power of the Principality of Winter.

It's not about its shape, but about its identity as a "great-level cursed object".

This means that imitation is also invalid.

If Annan leaves the Three Siren in the Principality of Winter, then they will not hesitate to start a coup - they do have a "Winter" who can hold the Three Siren.

But no.

Not only had Annan thought of this a long time ago, but he simply wanted to carry a great magic weapon with him. When he left the cold winter, he actually took this national treasure abroad.

——Hasn’t he ever thought that it might be lost abroad?

As a result, because of Annan's behavior, they began to wonder if Annan was fishing.

They were obsessed with this, so they never took action.

But the longer time passed, the more panicked they became.

Finally, they couldn't bear it anymore and decided to take action.

And just at this moment, Annan came back.

"Except for the fact that 'Gryaznuha' is still alive, I didn't get any useful new information from your mind. Because I already knew everything...from another Melvin's mind. . That is a girl named Euphemia who abandoned her surname."

Annan said with a smile: "I knew you had disobedience from the very beginning. Even from the last time I visited Noah—before I dealt with the Northland Alliance, I have been eyeing your family.

"Let's just say..."

He reached out and grabbed Earl Melvin's shoulder: "Are you still lucky?"

The chains of light emerged from his cuffs and tied Earl Melvin tightly in the blink of an eye. The chain looks very strong and loose, just like a leash for walking a dog.

Very polite.

"It's so..."

Is it a conspiracy from the beginning?

The fact that there was a traitor in his family who betrayed Melvin's name made Sumarokov Melvin feel cold all over.

Sumarokov does know the rebel named Euphemia.

In terms of seniority... she is considered his niece.

"That rebel!"

Sumarokov gritted his teeth: "She was ungrateful for not turning her into a death chrysalis -"

"I prefer to call it, turning from darkness to light."

Annan sighed: "Of course, objectively speaking, she is not a born saint. Nor is she a good person in the strict sense... She is just an ordinary person, someone who wants to live instead of being reduced to Props for normal people.

"If she had been chosen as an elder, instead of being a victim of marriage, a chrysalis of death, or a material for living corpses - if she had not suffered from the fear that life would be worse than death every day, maybe she would not have left. The Melvin family may not choose this so-called 'abandoning the darkness and turning to the light'. Instead, they will enjoy the power they have.

“But there’s no such thing as ‘what if’.”

"People are forced out. The turbid light can force people into the darkness, and the filth of darkness can also force people back into the light."

An Nan said quietly: "The fact that this kind of rebellion can be born in the family just shows how unbearable this darkness is."

"Your Majesty, the ceremony is ready."

At this moment, Jacob's voice sounded: "The transmission location has been locked."

"Send directly."

Annan ordered.

"Yes."

Jacob agreed.

As he removed the curtain covering the mirror, the same candles were reflected in many mirrors of different sizes surrounding the newly renovated "Teleport Hall" of the Grand Duke's Palace.

Those are thirteen candles of different sizes and thicknesses.

They are respectively attached to thirteen copper rings, forming thirteen concentric rings. When the ring is turned to different scales, it is like a complex compass, anchoring a specific position.

Countless candles are reflected in countless mirrors.

Under the reflection of many mirrors, they turned into an ocean of light.

The figures of Annan and Sumarokov Melvin gradually became blurred in this sea of ​​light.

This was also the first time that Annan felt the teleportation clearly - he was not unconscious during the teleportation process, but remained awake throughout the entire process.

"It turns out that the principle of transmission is like this..."

Annan thought: "In this case, it seems that I can also build my own teleportation ritual... No, the sky train originally has a teleportation ritual. Then I may be able to optimize this ritual..."

And precisely because of his sobriety, Annan noticed before landing that there were many people at the place where they teleported. They are all waiting quietly.

——Have you been waiting for me here for a long time?

It is impossible for them to use prophecy spells to track the crane.

That should be the fact that Count Melvin has some kind of curse mark engraved on his body that even Annan didn't notice... that can locate his distance.

So Annan did not hesitate.

The moment he appeared, he summoned his noble false body——

As expected.

In Melvin's family residence, the surroundings were crowded with people on three floors and three floors outside.

But there is a wonder here.

That is, in addition to old men and women in their sixties and seventies, there are also young people in their teens and early twenties. Apart from Earl Melvin, there seemed to be few young or middle-aged people here.

And all "Melvins" have colorful hair - black, brown, red, white, pink, green...

Their hairstyles also look quite "fashionable", to the extent that they wouldn't feel out of place even if they went to the Night City next door. Art that is clearly too early for this world.

All of them looked at Annan and Earl Melvin expressionlessly and silently.

The overly quiet atmosphere will remind people of the dolls and rag dolls in toy stores after nightfall.

Just by their presence, the surrounding air is filled with an abnormal and weird atmosphere.

And Earl Melvin's face has turned pale.

The nominal patriarch trembled and shouted loudly: "Everyone, listen! This is a trap from the beginning——"

"You are no longer pure."

An elder in front of Earl Melvin sighed.

Earl Melvin was like a duck being strangled by the throat, losing all his voice in an instant.

"You have lost your divinity."

The other elder behind the count sighed in exactly the same tone as the previous one.

His words made the count look back in panic, but at this moment a third voice sounded: "You are afraid."

A girl who was only twelve or thirteen years old spoke and made a voice that was like the sound of nature: "You are starting to fear death."

And a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old said seriously: "You should leave this world."

"You should leave."

"You should leave."

"You should leave."

One after another, everyone repeated this.

The mood is neither passionate nor sad. Not angry, not afraid.

There was no smile or scowl, just like a toy on the shelf.

Earl Melvin's face is getting whiter and whiter.

He said nothing, his throat stretched out and he made a gurgling sound, and his fingertips trembled like Parkinson's disease.

But as he reread this sentence after sentence, his fear was gradually calmed down. The whole person was quite unusual and became quiet again. Even the fingertips no longer tremble - not even a twitch.

There is no difference from those of the same race around him who are like dolls.

"I should leave."

He agreed expressionlessly.

The next moment, Earl Melvin suddenly stretched out his hand.

Both hands start from the stomach and stroke downwards. Just like unzipping clothes, he easily cut open his abdomen—along with the clothes he was wearing.

Earl Melvin's fingertips were covered in blood.

Count Melvin, who was bound by the chains of light, opened his arms as wide as a scarecrow, and said solemnly and calmly: "And I am open."

"And you are open."

"And you are open."

"And you are open."

The other Melvins clapped as they read again.

There was no excitement, no relief, no hatred, no joy on their faces, just calm applause. It's as boring as completing daily tasks.

Blood flowed out from under Earl Melvin. He was still stubborn and did not lose his life - even a wizard and a silver-level transcendent would not die so easily.

But Earl Melvin did not try to heal himself...even his arms spread out like a scarecrow did not waver at all. If the blood was allowed to flow like this, sooner or later he would die here due to excessive blood loss.

Annan on the side did not stop his action.

I am not afraid of the strange behavior of the Melvin family.

He just watched all this calmly.

Originally, he was not sure, but now he is finally sure.

——He has glimpsed the true nature of the Melvin family.

"So that's it."

Annan took a deep breath: "The Melvin family is good at the law of resemblance. Create divine children, keep them away from the world, and resemble gods; let the best divine children inherit the profession of gods on earth...

"In the idol school, the 'law of contact' makes the fates of idol wizards close to each other and attract each other. The weak idol wizards will unconsciously get closer to the robber idol wizards, and the fate of both of them will also change. Disturbed by the other party.

“——This is the secret of the ‘law of contact’ that is well known to wizards.

"But the law of similarity is different. Because there are not that many idol wizards who are good at the law of similarity, and they are mainly concentrated in the Melvin family, this makes the knowledge of the law of similarity rare.

"But by chance, I have read the book "The Law of Similarity and Predictive Dreams". It mentioned that the destinies of two idol wizards who are similar enough can be connected together.

"The so-called precognitive dream is that they are so similar that their dreams can be connected with each other. The experiences and memories of one of them flow into the dream of another. And because of their similarity, what this person experienced is not what the other person experienced. Everyone will experience it sooner or later.

"Their spirituality is linked together. Just like two twins, if they are raised together, they will have more and more understanding. If the relationship is good enough, they may even speak at the same time, or without speaking. Understand what the other party wants, and if one of them is hurt, the other can also feel it.

"But if their living environments are different, then this spiritual link will be terminated. Because they are no longer similar - the difference in life terminates this similarity.

"At that time, I thought...if the idol wizards who hold the law of similarity can link spirituality together. Then what about the Melvin family?

"I had doubts like this at the time. But those Melvins who left the winter were so normal... This made my doubts groundless.

"Now I finally came to the Melvin family's residence and witnessed it all."

Annan sighed: "Can you tell me about it?

"——Your Excellency, [God of the World]?"

"Of course."

At this moment, an elderly Melvin next to Annan replied: "It's my pleasure."

"You old man...are you a **** on earth?"

Annan raised his eyebrows.

"No."

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl replied: "I can also be a **** on earth."

"We are all gods on earth."

"We are all gods on earth."

Voices sounded one after another.

"So, where is the gold-level guy?"

Annan asked: "Isn't 'God on Earth' a profession?"

"Where can the gods come from in the human world?"

One Melvin retorted.

"We who thirst for the blood of the Son of God will have our own divinity."

Another Melvin replied.

"We can all become gods on earth if we need to."

"But before God appears on earth, it exists in anyone."

"Why have you never seen God on Earth?"

“Why can’t Melvins remember the appearance of the person who inherited the ‘God on Earth’?”

"Because it doesn't always exist."

"Because it's not always remembered."

"Because it is our common fantasy."

"It only exists here."

“Show up at the right moment.”

"You shouldn't have come."

Now that the matter is over, the truth is clear.

The so-called "god on earth"... does not refer to a special individual.

It is a spirit~IndoMTL.com~a will.

An earth-bound **** has been invisibly entangled in this land for an unknown length of time. It is the "common wish" generated by the Melvin family that has completed the synchronization of the entire family.

The process of "inheriting a profession" is to let the tribesmen share the "blood of the Son of God".

He/she can then provide the "god on earth" with new powers.

That is not the successor, but the victim.

In this way, it is understandable why the Melvin family needs so many death chrysalis and living corpses...

It’s not about letting clan elders drive humanoid Gundams.

It is to provide the "god on earth" with the "best body" to use when he appears.

This "god on earth"——

——Its name is, [Melvin].