The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 433: Salvatore arrived a step late
"The winner...?"
Annan murmured.
From the nightmare Denton constructed and the trap he set for himself... Annan could feel that Denton had been struggling with the word "win or lose" throughout his life.
"...It's really, really boring."
Annan murmured in a low voice.
Denton's heart is filled with an almost pathological paranoia about "victory".
There is an inexplicable sense of inferiority in his heart - he may have longed for the recognition of others but could not get it, or he may have hit rock bottom after trying his best.
It can be seen from his own fear fragments that what Denton fears most is the sudden loss of his power.
This can fully prove that Denton is fully aware of what he is doing.
But he knew this, but still dared to carry out such a risky mission.
——Stealing the country for the sake of gods.
He does not desire eternal life, so he should not believe in rotten people.
"In other words...his purpose is not to help Fufu, but to control the royal family."
In this way, Annan can also understand why Denton has controlled the fourth prince for so long, but never found an opportunity to attack Henry VIII and directly modify the king's memory?
The reason is simple.
Because Denton went to the Kingdom of Noah not because of his fanatical pursuit of power. He didn't want to seize the throne from his heart...his desire was to rely on his own strength to control the royal family. Victory only becomes meaningful under someone else's rules.
And it was not an assassination, but a lurking for more than ten years - like a game, controlling the fourth prince to do what Denton wanted and execute all the orders he wanted.
I plan to follow the rules of the game and wait for Prince Philip to inherit the throne through legal means.
Fufu is indeed the **** who selects his followers most casually.
Even believers who don't believe in themselves at all and don't care about the power they give them can accept it as long as it is useful.
In other words... he is indeed a **** that even the old grandmother dares to offend.
This is probably someone who is barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes.
Anyway, Fufu didn't even complete the sublimation ceremony, and ended up becoming a **** without any weaknesses... And his own characteristic is that his vitality is particularly tenacious, so even though he is the weakest, he may even be able to compete with the most powerful gold-level transcendent. They are unable to fight against each other, but they don't care much about the threats from other gods.
The advantage of being "relatively stubborn" is that it allows him to be so calm.
For example, if you can penetrate deep into the gray mist and break through the many traps and barriers set by Duke Skeleton, you can forcibly dismantle it. As for the ceremony of the man in the mirror, it can be forcibly demolished. Can travel to the past and interrupt it.
Fufu is different.
His ritual has not been completed yet... so it cannot even be dismantled.
Therefore he is also the weakest **** - only one-seventh of his divine power.
The sublimation ceremony organized by Fufu back then was originally for his monarch. After he was stabbed in the back by the monarch, in order to save his life, he changed the ritual to forcibly complete his self-sublimation.
The result is that his sublimation is not perfect.
He must let the direct descendants of the royal families of the seven countries complete the "Immortal" ceremony. And become the last survivor among the seven immortals to become a true god.
Before that, he was only one-seventh of the gods.
By the way, the "seventh" of the immortals he completed was himself.
——Philip's plan is to become a true "eternal person" like Fufu. If he had not mastered any extraordinary power before, he could instantly become a high-ranking existence among Silver-level extraordinary people with the power he was assigned.
The "immortal" is not just the level of immortality.
They are candidates for God after all.
Except for not completing the "four wheels of operation" and not obtaining the "perfect essence of the elements", all other work has been completed. The only advantage that Fufu has over them is these two points.
Once it becomes an immortal, its vitality will far exceed that of ordinary gods; only other immortals who also hold the truth of "eternal life" can kill it.
In other words, it is to take away the "power of immortality" that belongs to the other party.
Only a tyrant who is determined to cut off the royal blood and completely abandon blood and family ties can become an immortal. Therefore, the final winner can be called the "King of the Eternals".
Annan did not know what Philip wanted to do before.
Now he probably understands something...
Judging from the situation here in Denton.
——Philip probably wanted to kill the corrupt man.
Although I don’t know where his confidence comes from.
But if you understand it this way, it can explain why Fufu gave up a gold-level believer and a royal heir so decisively; why Philip knew Fufu's ritual but did not resist at all.
Because he was also using Fufu at the same time.
He is indeed the most disdainful god. Even his own believers are a little more disdainful than others.
The Duke of Bones called him an expert.
"What is this all about..."
Annan sighed, lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.
At this moment, his door was hurriedly pushed open with a bang.
An anxious-looking Salvatore and the calm-faced and burly Captain Alexander rushed in.
When they saw Annan who was about to get up, their movements suddenly froze.
Alexander took a careful look at Annan, shook his head and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But Salvatore was still frozen in place, his expression frozen, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.
Annan raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Are you here to save me, senior?
"What a pity...you're late."
"...are you late?"
Salvatore repeated dryly.
"Yes."
Annan said, glanced at the bottle of pills beside the bed, and threw it to Salvatore.
"——Because I have solved the problem myself"
He said: "You are an incompetent doctor."
Salvatore caught the medicine bottle awkwardly and awkwardly, and took a closer look.
He then noticed that the pills in the bottle had lost their weird and dim luster, just like ordinary pills. And each piece is broken into two pieces exactly in the middle.
"The curse has been...completely purified?"
Salvatore muttered. ~IndoMTL.com~ He stood there thinking for a moment, then suddenly trotted over to Annan, held his head and looked at Annan's expression carefully.
"Stop looking."
Shadow replied disappointedly in his heart: "It is indeed Annan.
"Can't you see? He is even more confident than before. I'm afraid Denton was eaten by him. What a terrible man."
…Sorry, I didn’t see anything.
Salvatore responded murmuring in his heart.
After all, he does not have the magical ability to see through the heart through his eyes.
But it seems like Annan is in a good mood...
After looking at it for a long time, he sighed and moved his hand away: "I don't even know whether to congratulate you on your safe return or punch you... I have worried about you for so long in vain."
"Congratulations then."
Annan smiled and said: "This is your problem after all, isn't it?"
"Well...yes."
Salvatore sighed reluctantly and admitted: "I'm sorry, Annan..."
"No need to apologize, just congratulations!"
Annan laughed and said: "At least in terms of results, this is not a bad thing!"
His pupils were as bright as stars, and his smile was as bright as Salvatore had ever seen.
It was only then that he finally believed that Annan was really fine and breathed a sigh of relief.
Although I was startled, I was nervous for a long time, brought in powerful reinforcements, and worked hard to create a pill that can invade other people's nightmares... but now I have no need at all.
But Salvatore still believes from the bottom of his heart that the fewer people who use medicine, the more worthy of celebration.
If one day no one can use it anymore.
As a drug maker, he should be happy, not sad.