The Righteous Player(s)

Annan clearly felt that Sumarokov Melvin's body was shaking slightly.

"What are you afraid of, Earl Melvin?"

Annan turned his head and stared at Sumarokov from the corner of his eye. The corners of his mouth raised slightly: "I will make a special trip to take you home next. I never lie about this kind of thing.

"Or you are afraid-is it your own home?"

"No, no, how can it be..."

Sumarokov smirked.

But his rebuttal was so pale and weak.

Annan chuckled, "It is reasonable for you to be afraid. After all, you are just a puppet.

"In the style of your family, just knowing the secrets about dead pupae and skeletal remains will be cursed for secrecy. And your status is much more important than that kind of consumables—you have access to other consumables. The senior members of the family have more reasonable access to the bishop and even the pope.

"If you don't curse you, how can [the **** of the world] be relieved?"

"how do you know-"

Sumarokov's pupils trembled and exclaimed.

He paused in the middle of speaking, his eyes showed heavier fear and horror: "Did you see it in my mind?"

"Earlier than that."

Annan sneered: "You wouldn't think that I really left the entire Duchy of Winter without any reason, and let you trouble Dmitry?

"Why did I leave at that moment? Why did I return at this time? You really can't guess what I'm thinking... or are you clear in your heart, but still can't help it?"

First, he disappeared for some time inexplicably-more than two months ago, he mobilized a wave of winter hands in the United Kingdom. After returning from the Hand of Winter, various forces continued to send people to the United Kingdom to inquire, and the information finally obtained was that Duke Annan had entered the underground city.

Since then, there has been no more news.

Although at the very beginning, these rebels in Dong Dong always doubted whether this was a trap for fishing...

But as time passed, they became more and more restless:

Because if Annan really broke contact with Rin Dong, and he can't come back in a short time, then this is the best time to support Grinznuha's superiority!

Once Annan returns, they must confront Winter's Hand if they want to initiate a coup.

The old grandmother doesn't need to be afraid...because Grinznuha itself is also the "Winter" recognized by the old grandmother. The only problem is that they don't have the three siren in their hands.

This scepter symbolizes the supreme power of the Principality of Winter.

It does not lie in its shape, but in its identity as a "great-level curse".

This means that imitation is also invalid.

If Annan leaves the siren of the three in the Principality of Winter, then they will start a coup without hesitation-they indeed have a "Winter" who can hold the siren of the three.

but.

Annan didn't just think of this a long time ago, he just wanted to carry a great-level curse with him. When he left Winter Winter, he even took this treasure of protecting the country abroad.

—He never thought about it, could it be lost abroad?

As a result, because of Annan's move, they began to wonder if Annan was fishing.

They just struggled with this, so they never did it.

But the longer they dragged on, the more panicked they became.

Finally, they couldn't bear it and decided to take action.

And just then, Annan returned.

"Except for the fact that'Gryanznuha' is still alive, I haven't got any useful new information from your mind. Because I have known everything...from another Melvin's mind. That is a Her name was Euphemia, and she abandoned her surname girl."

Annan smiled and said: "I knew from the very beginning that you are unwilling to submit. Even since the last time I visited Noah-since I dealt with the Northland Alliance, I have been eyeing your family.

"Or…"

He reached out and grabbed Melvin's shoulder: "You still have a fluke?"

The chain of light came out of his cuff, and in the blink of an eye he tied Earl Melvin firmly. The chain looks very strong and loose, just like walking a dog with a leash.

Very polite.

"It turned out to be so..."

Was it a conspiracy from the very beginning?

The fact that he had a traitor who betrayed Melvin's name made Sumarokov Melvin feel cold all over.

Sumarokov did know the rebel named Yufimia.

In terms of seniority...that's his niece.

"That rebel!"

Sumarokov gritted his teeth: "I didn't make her a pupae of death back then, she didn't even feel grateful—"

"I prefer to call it, abandon the dark and cast the light."

Annan sighed: "Of course, we can objectively say that she is not a born saint. Nor is she a good person in the strict sense... She is just an ordinary person, a normal person who wants to live instead of becoming a prop. .

"If she had been chosen as an elder, not a victim of marriage, a pupa of death, or a material for life-if she did not suffer the daily fear that life would be worse than death, perhaps she would not leave the Melvin family. , Maybe he would not choose this so-called "abandon the dark and cast the light." Instead, he would enjoy the power he holds.

"But there is no such ‘if’."

"People are forced out. The turbid light can drive people into the dark, and the filth of darkness can drive people back to the sun."

Annan said quietly: "This kind of rebellion can be born in the family, which shows how unbearable this darkness is."

"Your Majesty, the ceremony is ready."

At this moment, Jacob's voice sounded: "The transmission location is locked."

"Direct delivery."

Annan ordered.

"Yes."

Jacob agreed.

As he removed the curtain covering the mirror, the same candles were reflected in many mirrors of different sizes in the newly rebuilt "Transportation Hall" of the Grand Ducal Mansion.

That is 13 candles of different sizes and thicknesses.

They are attached to the thirteen copper rings respectively, forming thirteen layers of concentric rings. When the ring is turned to different scales, it is like a complicated compass, anchoring the specific position.

Countless candles are reflected in countless mirrors.

Under the reflection of many mirrors, they become a sea of ​​light.

And the figures of Annan and Sumarokov Melvin gradually became blurred in this sea of ​​light.

This was also the first time Annan felt the teleportation soberly—he was not in a coma during the teleportation process, but remained awake throughout the entire process.

"The original transmission principle is like this..."

Annan thought: "In this case, I seem to be able to build my own teleportation ritual... No, the crane originally has a teleportation ritual. Then I might be able to optimize this ritual..."

And because of his sobriety, Annan had noticed before landing-there were many people in the place where they were teleporting. All are waiting quietly.

—Have you been waiting for me here?

They can't use prophetic spells to track the crown block.

It should be that the Earl Melvin had some kind of curse pattern engraved on his body that Annan hadn't noticed... the distance to locate him.

So Annan did not hesitate.

At the moment he appeared, he summoned his sublime phantom—

as predicted.

In Melvin's family residence, three floors and three floors were surrounded by people.

But there is a spectacle here.

Except for the old man and the old woman in their sixties and seventies, they are young people in their early twenties. Except for Earl Melvin, there seem to be few young and middle-aged people here.

And all "Melvins" have colorful hair-black, brown, red, white, pink, green...

Their hairstyles also look quite "fashionable", to the degree that there is no sense of disobedience even in the next night city. For this world, it is obviously premature art.

All of them looked blankly at Annan and Count Melvin in silence.

The too quiet atmosphere reminds people of the dolls and rag dolls in the toy store after nightfall.

They just exist, filling the surrounding air with an unusual and weird atmosphere.

And Earl Melvin's face had turned pale.

The nominal patriarch trembled and exclaimed: "Everyone, listen up! This was a trap from the very beginning—"

"You are no longer pure."

An elder in front of Earl Melvin sighed.

Earl Melvin was like a duck pinched by his throat, and instantly lost all his voice.

"You have lost your divinity."

And the other elder behind the earl sighed in the same tone as the one before.

His words made the count look back in panic, but just then the third voice sounded: "You have fear."

A girl who was only twelve or thirteen years old opened her mouth and made a sound like heaven: "You begin to fear death."

And a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy solemnly continued: "You should leave this world."

"You should leave."

"You should leave."

"You should leave."

One by one, everyone repeated.

Emotions are neither agitated nor sad. No anger, no fear.

There is no smile or anger, just like a toy on the shelf.

Count Melvin's face grew paler.

He didn't say a word, his throat stretched out with a gurgling sound, and his fingertips shivered like Parkinson's.

But as one sentence after another repeated, the fear in him gradually subsided. The whole person was quite abnormal and became quiet again. Even the fingertips don't shake anymore—not even a shake.

It's no different from those of the same clan around you who are like human beings.

"I should leave."

He answered blankly.

The next moment, Earl Melvin suddenly stretched out his hand.

Start from the stomach with both hands and stroke down. As if unzipping his clothes, he easily opened his abdomen—along with the clothes he was wearing.

The tips of Earl Melvin's fingers were stained with blood.

Count Melvin, who was bound by the chains of light, opened his arms as big as a scarecrow, and said solemnly and calmly: "And I'm open."

"And you are open."

"And you are open."

"And you are open."

The other Melvins applauded while repeating.

There was no excitement, no relief, no hatred, no joy on their faces, they just clapped peacefully. As boring and boring as completing daily tasks.

The blood flowed from under the Count Melvin, and his whole person was still tenacious and did not lose his life-even if it was just a wizard, the supernatural person of the silver rank was not so easy to die.

But Earl Melvin didn't try to heal himself... even with his arms outstretched like a scarecrow, he didn't waver at all. If he let the blood flow like this, sooner or later he would die here due to excessive blood loss.

Annan on the side did not stop his action.

Nor was he afraid of the strange behavior of the Melvin family.

He just watched all this peacefully from the sidelines.

He was not sure at first, but now he can finally be sure.

—He has glimpsed the essence of the Melvin family.

"It turned out to be so."

Annan sighed deeply: "The Melvin family who are good at the law of similarity. Create a very godlike child, keep it away from the world, and resemble a god; let the best **** child inherit the profession of the **** of the world...

"In the idol school, the'law of touch' makes the fate of idol wizards approach and attract each other. Weak idol wizards will unconsciously move closer to the bandit idol wizard, and their fate will be disturbed by each other. .

"—This is the secret of the'law of touch' that is well-known to wizards.

"But the law of similarity is different. Because there are not so many idol wizards who are good at the law of similarity, and they are mainly concentrated in the Melvin family, this makes the knowledge of the law of similarity rare.

"But by coincidence, I have read the book "Law of Similarity and Predictive Dreams." It mentioned above that two idol wizards who are similar enough and their destiny can also be connected.

"The so-called predictive dreams are that they are so similar that they can communicate with each other. The experiences and memories of one person flow into the dream of the other. And because of their similarity, what this person has experienced may be different from that of the other person. Or it will be experienced later.

"Their spirituality is linked together. Just like two twins, if they are raised together, they will become more and more in harmony. If the relationship is good enough, they may even speak simultaneously or understand each other's thoughts without speaking. Whatever you want, one of them is injured and the other can feel it.

"But if their living environment is different, then this spiritual connection will be terminated. Because they are no longer similar-the difference in life ends this similarity.

"At the time I thought... if idol wizards who hold the law of similarity can link spirituality together. What about the Melvin family?

"I had doubts like this at the time. But those Melvins who left Winter were so normal...it made my doubts unfounded.

"Now I finally came to the residence of the Melvin family and witnessed all this."

Annan sighed, "Can you tell me something?

"—[Human God] Your Excellency?"

"certainly."

At this moment, an elderly Melvin next to Annan replied: "It's my pleasure."

"Your old man... is the **** of the world?"

Annan raised his brows.

"Do not."

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl replied: "I can also be the **** of the world."

"We are all gods of the world."

"We are all gods of the world."

One after another voice sounded.

"So, what about the golden rank?"

Annan asked, "Isn't'the **** of the world" a profession?"

"The world-where is the god?"

A Melvin retorted.

"I am thirsty for the blood of the Son of God, and I have my own divinity."

The other Melvin replied.

"If needed, we can all become gods on earth."

"But before the **** of the world appeared, it existed in anyone."

"Why have you never seen a **** on earth?"

"Why can't the Melvins remember the appearance of the man who inherited the "God of the World"?"

"Because it doesn't always exist."

"Because it is not always remembered."

"Because it is our common fantasy."

"It only exists here."

"Appear at the right moment."

"You shouldn't have come."

At this point, the truth is clear.

The so-called "human god"... does not refer to a particular individual.

It is a kind of spirit, a kind of will.

An invisible entanglement on this land has existed for an unknown period of time. It is the "common wish" produced by the Melvin family that has completed the synchronization of the whole family.

This process of "inheriting occupation" is to let the people share the "blood of the son of god".

Subsequently, he/she can provide new power to the "God of the World".

It is not an inheritor, but a victim.

In this way, it is understandable why the Melvin family needs so many dead pupae and skeletons...

Not to let the elders open up the humanoid up.

It is to provide "the **** of the world" with the "best body" to use when appearing.

This "God of the World"—

—It’s called, [Melvin].