The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 416: Guardian of Winter

This exquisite fighting technique...

If Annan could grasp it when he first traveled through time...or in other words, when he first awakened his memory, then he wouldn't be a bandit or a private soldier.

It’s not a problem for Annan to beat ten with one.

He didn't even notice that Frost Sword Technique could actually stick to and drag the opponent's weapons - he still hadn't understood it yet. Demetri's was like an Esmeralda-style blood-frozen tunnel. How did you achieve the technique of generating ice on the soles of your feet?

First of all, let’s be clear, Dmitri is not an extraordinary person at all.

In other words... this completely falls within the category of "technique", just like frost swordsmanship. It is not the application of extraordinary power.

And this is extremely smooth swordsmanship and kicking.

Annan can be sure that even an ordinary Silver-level transcendent...if he is not particularly proficient in combat, he may not be able to defeat Demetri in close combat.

This is even just a one-handed sword.

And it has no balancing hand, no crossbow or shield, just a one-handed sword in the pocket.

Suddenly, Annan noticed that he had been observing his young self and Dmitri for a little longer.

Annan's heart suddenly tightened and he asked the old man in a low voice as if nothing had happened:

"——Is that the Duke of Winter?"

"That is His Highness Dmitry."

The old man replied calmly and emotionlessly: "The one next to you is His Highness Annan."

"I can..."

"——No."

Before Annan could say anything, the old man refused coldly: "After you pass the wolf kiss ceremony alive, you will naturally get to know your highnesses."

Hearing the old man's voice, Dmitri turned around.

His pure black long hair hangs down to his waist - but it is subtly different from the style in Noah. Today, Dmitri has his hair tied into braids.

However, his body was equally clean, with no trace of dirt or dust visible. The serious expression with a perpetual frown was the same as Annan's previous impression.

He glanced at the current werewolf Annan, without saying anything more or asking her name.

Just turned around and looked at the old man.

"Is this the one who crossed the blizzard?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

The old man nodded.

He did not salute like Dmitri, nor did he say any honorifics or greetings. He just replied calmly: "If nothing happens, I will take her to do a 'wolf kiss'."

"Go ahead."

Dmitri frowned and nodded slightly.

The young Annan on the side also looked over calmly, and Annan also happened to look over.

For a moment, their eyes met.

For some reason, Annan felt a chill in his heart even though he was being watched by "himself".

Annan held his breath.

The body looks extremely weak, but it is unexpectedly divine.

It was an indifferent and penetrating gaze that was reminiscent of a god.

I’m afraid other people don’t realize it... I’m afraid they still think it’s a well-behaved way of “listening carefully and quietly”.

This is something that only Annan himself can detect.

That was definitely not the look I had had before.

It is definitely not the attitude that Annan would have.

——In this moment, Annan completely realized it.

Even if he has inherited the memory from the earth... he is really two completely different people before and after he loses his memory.

The impact of the Heart of Winter on personality is really great.

They may have the same knowledge and the same soul in their bones.

But whether the Heart of Winter is reversed or not can really determine his action pattern.

If Annan now is like a fearless "brave", then Annan last week was like a "devil" without blood and tears.

It was a look that showed no concern for life, power, or the world.

Annan has no doubt that this kind of self...may really be able to destroy the world.

...Is this me who has obtained the Heart of Winter?

It is not for ignorant children to inherit this gift and this responsibility, but for the soul born to know to feel that positive emotions are gradually frozen...

Annan was still a little distracted, but felt someone holding his shoulders.

She woke up and followed the old man into the building inside.

"——Bella."

The old and indifferent voice coming from her ears brought her back to reality completely:

"...The fate of the Winter clan is already very heavy. Don't let them remember the names of the dead, and don't let them talk to the dead.

"We are guardians. We not only protect their bodies, but also protect their hearts. Since they were born, they have been unable to feel all the joy, hope, courage, and love in the world... just like souls He has been chewed by frost beasts since he was born.

"Do you understand this pain?"

"...I don't understand, teacher."

Annan was silent for a while and then answered honestly.

She really doesn't understand.

But she could vaguely feel... the possibility.

"Of course you won't understand."

The old man said calmly: "But you will understand soon.

"——Why are the Hands of Winter loyal to the Winter Clan? It is precisely because we have tasted the bitterness of despair that we have full respect for them. If you have not experienced it, you will not understand."

As he spoke, the old man used the ring to open a corridor door again.

"Let's go, it's the end."

He finally announced: "Follow me, Bella."

Annan noticed that the corridor was dark and deep with no lights.

The old man took the first step and walked in.

Before being swallowed up by the darkness, he turned back and glanced at Annan coldly, motioning for her to follow.

...Is it really the end?

The more he warned, the more suspicious Annan became.

She remembered that the old man said... the wolf kiss ceremony may kill people.

This dark corridor is really too suspicious.

Will you be attacked halfway by a frost beast that jumps out? Is there a chase after that?

Annan was silent for a while and then stepped in.

But just after he walked in.

The door behind him suddenly closed with a creak and a dull thud.

The next moment, Annan suddenly felt that the world around him turned scarlet in the blink of an eye——

It feels very familiar.

But this time, I haven’t sat down yet...

This sentence just appeared in Annan's mind.

He heard intermittent screams, roars, and cries coming from all directions.

Just like a TV with poor signal, the world around you is filled with noise and jitter.

After a few moments, Annan fell into a trance and realized that he had fallen into a long corridor.

The corridor is an unusually pure white color...reminiscent of a girl's skin.

And about one meter below, it looked like skin that had been burned by fire, browned, blackened, twisted, soaked in blood, and even dripping grease could be seen.

At the end of the corridor, there is a large piece of pure red curtain four to five meters high. It was also an extremely clean and pure red, just like the walls of the corridor.

Now Annan has turned into a middle-aged man dressed as a detective.

He wore a beret and had a pipe in his mouth. The right hand also holds a heavy cane with a steel core.

"...That's it."

Annan narrowed his eyes slightly and took a puff of cigarette.

This body's thinking ability is quite good and it should be a real detective.

This is a good opportunity to clarify your thoughts.

——This time Annan did not trigger the mechanism when he sat down, but fell into the corridor nightmare when he entered the corridor.

In this case, is the condition for falling into other people's dreams that the surrounding environment matches the scene of this nightmare fragment?

Annan was pulled by the old man to sit in the front row of the subway - Annan probably entered the nightmare the moment the subway door closed.

The space in front of Annan at that time was almost the same distance from the wall in the "spa room".

Inferring from this, the length and thickness of this corridor should be similar to the real corridor of Winter's home - this is very easy to verify ~ IndoMTL.com ~ As long as you leave the nightmare, there are ways to verify it, so you can temporarily record this guess.

The spa room was not very clear before, but now seeing this corridor, Annan can almost conclude that this is definitely not something in the deceased's "memory".

I guess so.

They have no souls at all. How can the dream world pull down relevant information?

This is just their mental imprint - an abstract deep fear hidden in a curse or stored in the brain.

What Denton is afraid of is hydrotherapy... In other words, he was indeed a mental patient?

That was after he became a soul-stealer?

Or before?

If we say, these fragmented nightmare fragments are what the dead fear most. So it's no surprise whatever appears in it. Because this is simply illogical and a real "nightmare".

"What will it be this time?"

Annan blew out a smoke ring and murmured in a low voice: "Fire? Demon? Or what?"

But fortunately, unlike the previous fragment... there is no direct danger in this place at the beginning.

He checked his status one last time.

Health is 100%, very good.

A dagger, a pistol, and six bullets.

There is no mana pool, and it is not a wizard-type profession. The muscles are loose and there are no traces of practicing swordsmanship.

Are you a hunter?

Or maybe a stalker?

No matter what, Annan doesn’t know these technologies anyway.

——He only knew that he had three silver coins in his pocket.

"Huh."

Annan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and grabbed one of the silver coins without hesitation.

"Salute to the silver coin, Lord Yinjue."

He kissed the silver coin and whispered a prayer: "Bless me——"

So Annan no longer hesitated, raised his head and walked forward.