The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 453: Annan’s noble identity
In just an instant, Annan had already approached Bernardino.
The moment he swung his sword, the surrounding sky seemed to suddenly light up.
That is undoubtedly an illusion.
When Annan was less than five meters closer to Bernardino, he suddenly felt unprecedented resistance.
He took two steps forward relying on inertia, and this invisible resistance became stronger and stronger.
It's like being swallowed up by transparent glue.
Annan felt a very strong sense of pressure coming from his chest - in just a moment, his body was completely frozen, and even breathing became very difficult.
His movements became extremely slow... Annan even felt the bones of his right arm making a crunching sound.
Annan realized it - this seemed to be some kind of strong defensive barrier, or a restriction and imprisonment of the individual.
It's not the spell style of the incapacitation school... but more like the command school or the idol school.
But the next moment, Annan noticed.
At the moment when his movements are suddenly restricted by some invisible force.
The boning knife thrown behind him passed through Annan's armpit without slowing down and penetrated straight into Bernardino's right shoulder!
...You only banned yourself, but you didn’t ban the boning knife?
Annan squinted his eyes slightly and noticed this detail.
After the boning knife penetrated Bernardino's body, it suddenly shattered and turned into nothingness fragments. When it exploded, the wound further expanded. The viscous, hot, and unusually bright red liquid immediately emerged from the Bernardino was bleeding from his wounds.
The huge impact made Bernardino stagger, and he was staggered by the boning knife, and almost fell down.
"...Annan?"
But Bernardino didn't cry out in pain - it was as if he felt no pain at all. He frowned and looked back with a complicated expression: "You are here at this time..."
He did not immediately attack Annan.
At this moment, Annan simply gave up the idea of continuing to advance forward.
He didn't recognize what kind of spell he was bound to.
The best thing to do at this time is to get away first.
Annan made a big jump and jumped back close to the ground.
During the confrontation just now, the bones of his right arm had developed small cracks, his muscles were also strained, and the entire right arm swelled unusually quickly.
Annan immediately checked his health value.
88%.
Although the most important right arm was injured, the health value was not reduced very much...
As Annan quickly backed away, he took out a powerful healing potion from his bag, bit open the stopper, and held it in his mouth.
In addition, he also took out the Philosopher's Stone at the same time.
...You still have to use the Philosopher's Stone, otherwise you won't even have the power to fight Bernardino.
If you haven't reached the gold level... you won't even be able to see where the gold level spirit body guarding Bernardino is and when it will attack you.
Annan poured the Philosopher's Stone into his heart without thinking.
He originally planned to wait for the player to come over.
Now it seems that I may not be able to catch up.
"It's actually the Philosopher's Stone."
Seeing Annan's actions, Bernardino smiled slightly and said in a somewhat artificial tone: "You actually want to defeat me through the Philosopher's Stone——"
"You said it wrong."
Annan denied it.
"I am not planning to defeat you with the Philosopher's Stone."
"Then you——"
"I want to use the power of the Philosopher's Stone to give us a fair fight."
Annan said slowly and word by word: "Then...
"I will kill you with my own power."
He felt a strong heartbeat.
Even the eardrums are pumping with the rhythm of the heartbeat.
A strange force made the blood all over his body begin to become restless.
It was a burning sensation that made the blood boil.
It's not pain.
It's like curling up in a warm bed on a winter night...it's so warm that it makes you almost sleepy.
The golden runes flowed out from his heart and quickly spread throughout his body.
Wrists, shoulders, chest, abdomen, back, cheeks, forehead, legs...
[Level rising, currently level 26]
[Level rising, currently level 31]
The subtitles flowed at a very fast speed and eventually stopped:
[Level rising, currently level 48]
【Element extraction——】
[Bloodline Element: Frost (100%)]
[Soul elements: brilliance (100%), wisdom (45%), glory (10%), beauty (13%), strictness (6%)]
Just enough time to sweep it by.
Annan can tell...compared to last time, both his level and element extraction level have gone further.
Level 48...the ultimate state of truth level should be level 50.
Does the Philosopher's Stone really have such power?
Or... am I the only one special?
Such doubts flashed through Annan's mind.
A strong glow rose from his mind - in Annan's eyes, the whole world became bright.
[Elements Manifestation: Frost, Glory]
【Perfect Manifestation】
【The truth is appearing——】
[The Book of Heavenly Cars 3/6]
[Usable truths: the immortal, the path of ascension and transformation, the number of beasts]
Annan suddenly exhaled a breath of cold air.
His clothes were not completely torn apart by the force this time.
But there are also tattered "cracks".
Behind Annan, a pair of wings sprouted from his shoulders and waist.
The pair raised their heads high and pointed to the sky.
A pair of sagging to cover the body.
Those runes have also "opened their eyes".
This time there is a subtle difference from the last transformation.
Not only did the number of eyes double to eighty - all the eyes turned into silver vertical pupils.
And there are also silver traces between the eyes, connecting them to each other.
Even the short sword in Annan's hand has an extra eye on the sword.
...Ah, I saw it.
Annan said silently.
Whether it's Denton's spirit body...or the man he's never seen before.
Or in the void, there are black clay figures who are beating and fighting crazily, and half-length monsters burning with red flames, with hands like dogs and heads like eagles, and backs straight.
——Those are the noble identities of the two of them.
Seen them all.
The relationship between the two, the remaining power, the nature of the black tower, the nature of the elements on both sides...
Even if I haven't opened my eyes yet... I "see" it.
Although it was still vague and the information was incomplete, Annan did receive the real information with the help of his eyes.
...Three minutes is enough.
There is a real chance to win——
The moment Annan opened his eyes again, the sky was completely obscured by dark clouds summoned out of thin air. ~IndoMTL.com~ Be it sunlight, moonlight or starlight.
Everyone became dim in front of Annan.
Even the blazing fire on the black tower dimmed at least three times.
The only bright light source between heaven and earth is Annan.
And his own pupils completely turned into silver, emotionless vertical pupils.
His silver hair automatically flew back without any wind.
"Bernardino..."
Annan's mouth did not move: "Do you want to escape your fate."
An extremely ethereal voice sounded out of thin air between heaven and earth.
As if instinctively feeling threatened.
The black, oil-like half body is trying to return from the battlefield ahead.
His noble avatar is much more perfect than when Annan last saw him.
It is no longer a completely blurred shadow with only a half-human outline.
You can faintly see the facial features and the outline of the muscles on the body, even from the chest to the waist. Compared with the half-human, half-eagle, half-dog monster that was burning with flames and couldn't see anything clearly inside Hugo Tower, it was obviously better.
But at this moment, Hugo's sublime false body seemed to realize something, and suddenly hugged Bernardino's noble false body.
The next moment, the pouring icy rain suddenly fell!
The white ice mist condensed on the burning black tower and formed many dense thorns, completely surrounding Bernardino's body.
White ice mist composed of countless sharp ice crystals completely covered the top of the black tower.
And behind Annan.
A dragon head that shines with light from the inside out and is made of ice, like a work of art, is generated silently in the ice mist.
It flew in the fog and bit Bernardino!
(End of this chapter)