The Righteous Player(s)

The seven-fold crown on the head of the pure white goddess gleamed with an increasingly vigorous iridescent light.

And the brighter and brighter the light wing behind Annan became, the brilliance of seven different colors, just like the many brilliance of white light split from the prism.

Annan only exists here, and the brilliance that shines from him gradually heals the chaotic and broken world around him.

This is undoubtedly a kind of infection, a kind of infection-just as after adding a seed crystal, the surrounding turbid and disordered solution will be gradually "assimilated" and crystallized with the same crystal form or three-dimensional configuration.

The chaotic side can naturally pollute and erode order... If there is no reason, the chaos cannot be assimilated into chaos.

The chaotic world around it seemed to be gradually frosting, restoring order.

The demon pointed at by Annan and the pure white goddess behind him screamed and tried hard to avoid this "targeting."

But it doesn't make any sense.

As Annan's glorious realm fully expanded, the curse and hatred black energy on that guy was dispelled like melting snow, revealing its true essence.

It was not a tentacle, nor a tree.

The one that drilled out of Trisino's head...

It is actually a withered, twisted flower.

The beginning of the skill that dragged Annan and the players into another world, as slender and sharp as a black rope nailed to the sky, like the "five fingers" that dragged something down—actually its stamen.

The thing that looked like a tentacled tentacled from Trisino's broken forehead was actually its aura roots.

The dense roots entwined the cane, wrapping itself like a silkworm pupa.

The flowers that might have been in full bloom have already withered, and the withered petals are wrapped in unusually prominent and active, unusually strong stamens.

The black thorns that drilled out of those butterflies would splash dark green viscous sap after being cut off, because it was not blood.

I'm afraid this is also flying around, all due to all kinds of twisted and weird "butterfly". Judging from the fact that the butterfly itself will become smaller when it releases the thorns, those butterflies may even be fabricated by this flower with its own strength.

"It's just...a small flower."

Annan's clear and incomparable voice resounded in this alien world.

That is the words that contain the power of [understanding].

Crossing the barriers of speech, culture and even the world, people can directly understand the meaning and even the real heart.

Even if the other party is just a withered, twisted flower... he can understand Annan's words.

"In this distorted and distorted world, a small flower that is equally distorted, but has tried its best to survive.

"It's amazing to be able to stick to this step with the hatred in my heart."

Annan sounded in a voice of compassion: "But I can only say...I'm sorry.

"—Your revenge will end here."

At this time, the radiant field that bloomed on Annan's body had already covered the entire enchantment.

Infer the existence of the other party with [wisdom];

Feel the resentment and persistence of the other party with [understanding];

Carry this crooked desire on yourself with [compassion];

Use [strictness] to disintegrate and dissipate the distortions and accretion of wrong things;

Use [beauty] to supplement and fill in what is missing;

Let contradictions dissolve and resentment dissipate, turn all imperfections into perfection, and determine the fruit of [victory] from the root...

-And give the light of [Glory] equally to the loser.

Although for Annan, just a beam of light and a breath of dragon can directly destroy this little flower-the brilliance that bursts from his body can directly dissolve the excess resentment and make its soul fly away.

But Annan still chose to use his new power to purify and correct this remnant soul.

The original it may be directly burned through, torn, and frozen, and finally the remnant soul is completely decomposed—but now, Annan has given it a chance.

Today it has been purified by Annan and can be integrated into the fog world. Although the initial period of time will become muddy...but when it awakens its mind again, it will directly become the natural spirit of this world.

It will gain true wisdom and reason instead of chaotic desire for destruction.

The next moment, Annan's right index finger gently moved in front of his eyes.

The lofty phantom that stood behind him also pointed the blade forward simultaneously.

A beam of iridescent light flashed-after it hit the ground, it thought about spreading out in all directions.

The old world was rewritten and covered by the new world.

Those collage-like walls turned into pure white walls.

The messy picture frames became complete and neat, and the **** and distorted pictures above became complete and clear. The stories described above are all stories between a little girl and flowers, little rabbits, little squirrels and pigeons.

The surrounding colorful floor, which was like paint sprinkled, also turned back to the grass and the cracks in the wallboards were restored to calm down, and those pupils disappeared. What was reflected in the window that became transparent again was pure light.

-It is an ordinary world indistinguishable from the fog world and the earth.

Annan was suddenly stunned.

His speculation at the time was correct.

The worlds that can be touched from the river of dreams are indeed [different earths] from parallel universes.

Have different settings, at different times, and have different powers. Before the so-called "virtual realm" was destroyed, it was just an ordinary "earth"...because of this, there will be picture frames, plants, small animals, and little girls whose race and fog world are exactly the same as the earth.

"Sure enough..."

In Annan's sigh.

The twisted flower gradually changed back to what it used to be.

On the lush grass, there is only a small white flower inserted in the mound high in the middle, which looks like a tomb.

Everything seemed so quiet and peaceful.

The next moment, the barrier was broken. They returned to the real world again.

Trisino's body has completely disappeared.

Only a pure white five-petal flower was left, lying quietly on the ground.

And the "five" players who were only brought in by Annan also received new information at the same time:

[The curse has been cut-to resentment to hatred]

[Adaptability of acquired elemental power]

[Level cap is unlocked]

[After satisfying the advanced conditions of the three professions, the advanced ritual will be performed after the nightmare purification next time]

[Has met the advanced conditions]

Annan’s unintentional charity, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com actually helped five of them.

This surprised Annan too.

At first, he thought that he did not get the fragments of the devil this time, and he could not use the ritual to present the remains of the devil from the imaginary world to the world, so as to extract the blood of the imaginary world and obtain the power of the corresponding attributes.

As a result, I didn’t expect that after Annan purified it and helped it integrate into the world, the world would actually turn it around directly, giving these “travelers” the power to adapt to their own elements...

…Is it possible that such a move is good for the world?

Annan hesitated.

If this is the case, then he will have to be busy for a while...

It's good for everyone, but if he is busy a little bit, Annan has no reason to refuse such a thing.

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