The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 4: Resurrection from the dead

Annan wrapped in the frost, lifted from bottom to top, and stabbed straight into the opponent's chin.

If this blow can hit, it should at least slow down his transformation...

These thoughts flashed through his mind quickly.

But soon, Annan was suddenly startled, and his steps stopped.

That was just an ordinary upward attack.

He didn't even manage to hit the enemy, and the sword blade only grazed the tip of the opponent's nose——

But a faint trace of frost slanted out from the tip of the sword and hit the young guard's right eye.

In a very short period of time, the frost mark spread on his head. The opponent's head was completely covered with a layer of white frost, and even the movements of turning his head and the twitching of the muscles on his face became stiff, and there was a cold chill visible to the naked eye on his skin.

The man's eyes were even more surprised than Annan's:

"...Frost Swordsmanship? You——"

Before the young guard finished speaking, his throat was covered by spreading frost marks.

After spreading through the heart, the traces of frost suddenly increased several times and spread directly to the whole body. The young guard fell backwards, his face pale and bloodless, his eyelashes covered with frost, like a frozen corpse that had been frozen in the ice and snow for a long time.

Even Annan was shocked by the power of his sword.

He actually just wanted to slow down...

——Am I so strong?

"We have to test it and see what the upper limit of frost sword skill is."

If this life cannot complete the main mission in the dungeon, then at least you have to find someone to try your damage. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to determine what level of enemies he can defeat outside...

As the saying goes, if you can beat someone, you will ripple; if you cannot beat someone, you will run away. When people are pretending to be cool, they must be a little bit tough on themselves so that they won't be killed in return.

Annan quickly made up his mind and began to tidy up the bodies in the room. No need to do too much, just bury them in wine barrels.

Anyway, this is just a copy, as long as no one can see it when opening the room.

After tidying up her clothes again, Annan walked out of the room calmly and walked back along the original path.

When he returned to Don Juan's room again, he slowed down in advance.

After walking to the door, Annan heard someone rummaging through things inside without any cover-up.

"Look again, carefully!"

Klaus's rich voice came from the room: "That thing is a piece of paper, it could be anywhere - you have to read every book carefully! Go and see if there is anything inside the bed!

"Look carefully for rings and seals too! Without any of them, we can't deliver the goods. If anyone dares to think wrong, I will throw him into the Black Sea!"

Delivery?

Annan frowned slightly.

He glanced at the taskbar.

[Find out the true identity of the betrayer] has been silently marked with a (completed) mark on the back. But the latter two tasks have not been completed yet.

He did not alarm these people, but slowly backed away, preparing to go to the captain's cabin to take a look.

Before he even came to the deck, he heard the clanking of swords on the deck.

With just a quick listen, you can tell that there are at least three groups of people fighting. I don't know if that wizard is a friend or an enemy... If he is a friend, he is probably in danger now; if he is an enemy, then I am afraid that he is sending someone away now.

At this moment, rapid footsteps came from behind Annan.

There is a wolf in front and a tiger behind.

He has no way out.

"Ha...have you been discovered?"

Annan laughed out loud: "It doesn't look too stupid."

Live until dinner starts?

Don't let Don Juan Geraint drink the poisoned wine?

He had no intention of doing either of these things.

Annan heard clearly that there are extra rewards for decrypting the code. So what he wants to do is to do his best - he wants to make everything clear and get the best benefits.

He cannot be resurrected outside. If he is timid and unable to be perfect in the dungeon that can be resurrected, how can he pass the more dangerous game outside with one life?

Isn’t this the simplest truth?

Annan no longer hesitated, kicked open the deck door, and climbed up.

As soon as he got on the deck, he looked around and saw the location of the captain's cabin.

He ran over there without hesitation. The two parties who were fighting on the ship saw him rushing out suddenly and rushed to the captain's cabin without hesitation. For a while, they could not confirm which party he belonged to.

But soon, someone on the side with more people reacted.

"Kill John!"

Someone shouted loudly: "Kill him if you want to live! He can't be persuaded to surrender!"

"You fart!"

While running at top speed, Annan refused to be outdone and retorted: "How will you know if you don't try!"

He threw the scabbard far away and struck the person who tried to intercept him with a frost sword attack.

He struck the opponent's blade with his sword, deflecting the opponent's slash. But at this time, the man let out a scream and let go of the sword in his hand.

Annan took advantage of the situation and knocked him away with a shoulder bump. The man didn't mean to stop Annan anymore, he just held his right hand and backed away in mourning.

I saw that the man's right hand was emitting a faint cold air, and was pale and bloodless, which was in sharp contrast with the **** left hand.

The long sword he threw on the ground quickly became frosted and fixed to the deck.

At this time, Annan finally rushed to the captain's cabin.

It was pretty much what he expected... There were only two people in the captain's cabin.

Or strictly speaking, a half-person.

Don Juan was **** and hung in the corner, looking at Annan with a complicated expression.

Benjamin, the "Silver Wizard" in robe, was already lying on the table. The silver ring on his right hand cracked, and countless trembling eyeballs popped out of the crack. His mouth was full of blood, his teeth and plates were stained red, and his eyes were completely black, regardless of the pupil or iris.

"...John, are you from the Archduke of Winter?"

Don Juan asked Annan softly, with a complicated expression: "Are you also a nail placed by others..."

Annan asked with interest: "How are you sure?"

The young master did not struggle. He was probably mentally prepared for his own end.

He was silent for a while and then answered Annan's question in a low voice:

"I saw it, you used the Frost Sword Technique. You have no rank and no witchcraft, but you can freeze others from the air. This is only possible with the Frost Sword Technique of the Grand Duke Winter. They will never use it. This trick is passed on to people with other surnames...and you are indeed from the Duchy of Winter."

He paused, and then asked Annan: "Are you also looking for the Book of Heavenly Chariot? Does the Grand Duke Winter also have thoughts about it?"

"No, no."

Annan replied casually, looked at the old wizard who was breathing out but not taking in much air, and asked again: "What's wrong with Mr. Benjamin? Is he poisoned?"

"He violated his own curse and was counter-cursed."

The young master answered quickly.

"What is the curse? What is the counter-curse?"

Annan asked.

Don Juan didn’t struggle, and just whispered: "You will know when you enter the level... Extraordinary people are not beautiful things."

"Speak more, speak more."

Annan closed the door and turned around to urge.

Don Juan sighed, thinking that Annan had gone crazy, so he fulfilled his wish and told everything he knew:

"Power has to pay a price. In this world, all supernatural powers come from curses. Every time you carry a piece of power, you must bear the same curse... For example, every time your soul level rises by one level, you must bear the same curse. Take on a new curse. The curse is everyone's biggest secret. Every time you violate a curse, you will suffer a pain. If you violate all the curses, you will be counter-cursed and temporarily lose all your power.

"The two curses held by Lord Benjamin are 'cannot eat squid' and 'cannot refuse wine given by people older than himself'. I don't know where Klaus learned about his curse. So he designed to kill Lord Benjamin with poisoned wine mixed with squid juice."

"How did you make sure I didn't enter the level?"

Annan frowned slightly.

If he doesn't understand this problem, he won't even dare to use frost swordsmanship...

This thing is ruthless, but it is a bit revealing. Unless the opponent is bound to die after using it, this trick can only be used when no one notices.

——Of course, it doesn’t matter in the copy.

When Don Juan heard this, he looked at him strangely.

"...Isn't this common sense?"

He was a little confused and seemed to be suspicious of Annan's identity.

"Come on, just think of it as a way to lighten your mood. You have nowhere to go anyway, we all have to die together——"

Annan said quickly.

Don Juan was stunned, looked at him carefully, and then looked at the bronze ring on his hand.

"...You really don't have any bronze jewelry on you?"

Don Juan himself was a little unsure: "Where did you store your curse?"

"...that's it."

When Annan heard this, his heart suddenly became brighter.

He glanced at Benjamin's broken silver ring and then at Don Juan's bronze ring, and he roughly understood.

The supernatural power in this world seems to be accompanied by a curse. ~IndoMTL.com~ And curses require containers to store... So is the bronze level below the silver level?

That’s it. That's why they are called "Bronze Level" or "Silver Level"... Are the ones above them the Gold Level?

At this moment, the door to the captain's cabin was knocked open.

The person blocking the door was Klaus with a gloomy expression.

He looked at Annan without saying a word.

"You may not believe it, but I have an iron crotch."

Annan casually said something to Don Juan, and then launched a frontal attack on Klaus without hesitation.

The beginning was Wang Zha - he directly used all his frost sword skills to slash at the opponent's head!

But Don Juan's expression suddenly changed:

"Don't hit him from the front!"

"What?"

Annan was startled for a moment. The frost marks spreading from his sword had already struck Klaus on the chest.

But Klaus didn't dodge at all, he just looked at Annan coldly and said nothing.

Annan suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

He lowered his head and found a touch of frost quickly spreading throughout his body. But the frost only made his body stiff, and he didn't feel any destructive power.

"...Is it ice with this strength? Ice that even an ordinary person can't freeze to death?"

Klaus suddenly spoke and sneered: "It would be weird if this was frost swordsmanship."

He no longer hesitated, took a step forward, and chopped off Annan's head with a sword.

——The next moment, time goes back.

Annan had just fallen into darkness, but suddenly felt that he was being pushed hard.

"...John? John, wake up!"

A rude male voice sounded in front of him: "Why did you fall asleep! Where has the young master gone?"