The Righteous Player(s)

Things are somewhat the same as the players expected, but there are also some differences...

Annan didn't think of a way to turn the rotten man in the air upside down, point his head to the ground, and cast him on the earth to throw him to the ground-this is meaningless to the rotten man.

The rotten man was able to escape from the established death before, and Annan could not bet that he could not be resurrected by the same method this time.

And how effective an attack of this level can be for a great being who is infinitely close to a god, Annan is still skeptical...

The rotten man didn't feel nervous about this either.

Even if Annan suddenly used such a superb negative energy impact, the rotten man was a little surprised-he had never done any corresponding countermeasures before. But this didn't cause him any particularly meaningful damage, except that the pain was a bit unbearable... After all, God is immune to death damage.

Just think about it, what cycle of transformation should be done now to get out...

But he was not worried that Annan would continue to blow himself up.

The sky in this world... is not that high.

If Annan continues to fly upwards, he will soon exceed the height of the barrier of Noah's kingdom and be exposed to the gray mist-at that time, the corrupt man will find a way to catch Annan and not let him escape.

When Annan's Stone of the Sage fails, he will soon lose control and die when exposed to the gray mist.

As a god, he can survive in the gray mist for a long time.

-It's like dragging people out of the poison ring.

The rotten man didn't need to kill Annan at all, he could directly pick up the leftover pages of truth from Annan. And this was an attack by Annan himself... Whether it was Silver Sir or the old grandmother who came to the door, the rotten man could have an excuse to deal with it.

Without evidence, it is impossible for them to directly attack the corrupt husband and break the agreement.

In order to save power and maintain the sacred mission of enchantment, the righteous gods have not too much free power. It is almost the oldest twelve righteous gods, at least from before the First Age. Although their true power is far better than the false gods of several generations younger than them, they are not so free and able to shoot at will.

After all, the false gods have no obligation to support the enchantment. Like people who don't need to be busy with work and study, their online combat effectiveness appears to be particularly powerful.

So in the face of Annan's sudden attack, the corrupt husband did not resist or break free.

No matter if Annan pushed him forward—therefore killing a few blocks of people, or pushing him up until he left the enchantment or Annan stopped the spell himself, the corrupt man would not take the initiative to escape.

Unless Annan directly pushes him to the ground, the rotten husband will consider whether to take the risk of using self-refining again...

——But Annan also guessed the rotten man’s thinking.

When the rotten man almost had no resistance, Annan had already guessed the purpose of the rotten man when he flew up with Annan's head.

Therefore, Annan’s plan has long since changed——

Annan learned the bundling technique he saw from Kafni.

Some reluctantly controlled the many silver-gray light tentacles that came out of him, and gradually entangled the rotten man.

Annan is not proficient in grappling, nor does he understand joint skills. He also couldn't confirm how to really control the body of the corrupt man...

——But there is a saying that vigorously works miracles.

Annan wrapped the more than 30 tentacles protruding from the top of his body to the rotten husband without any reservation. The point is to completely entangle and lock each of his fingers, and two of them are responsible for filling and blocking his mouth.

This is not to control the actions of the corrupt man.

But now that Annan loses the exact sense of distance, he can confirm the location of the rotten man and his subtle movements through the sense of touch transmitted by the tentacles of light——

Annan revoked the maintenance of rain in his heart.

Even so, the drizzle in the sky did not stop immediately...it was still falling sparsely, but Annan lost that sense of ability.

But it doesn't matter.

He has used those tentacles to confirm the specific location of the corrupt man.

Immediately afterwards was -

A silver-gray light flashed under Annan's eyes.

And behind the rotten husband, a thick wall of air emerged silently.

That is the wall of stalls!

The rotten man was deeply trapped inside the wall of the stall.

The speed of his upward flight was greatly reduced in an instant.

But like a pulse, the stream of gray light spreading outwards in Annan still kept pushing the rotten man upward.

The two of them were just like that, hanging high in the air in a strange posture.

As if time has stagnated--

"——Fuck, not Lilianhua, but a stand-in messenger!"

"--I got stuck?"

"—Yes, you are stuck."

"——They may be Euler Euler in a world we can't see..."

"——I said one by one, I think the tentacle version of Annan is more handsome than the hedgehog version."

"——Nonsense, obviously the handsome hedgehog version!"

"—Is the lightsaber handsome? Are more than thirty lightsabers not Jedi plus?"

"--This is clearly the origin of the sword bone awakening..."

Annan did not last long.

The rotten man was trapped in the wall of stall, his fingers were locked by Annan’s tentacles, and it took a lot of effort to move just... plus the never-ending negative energy that gradually broke his flesh and blood. In the storm, he gradually became anxious.

The rotten man simply used the wall of stall as a fulcrum behind him, grabbed Annan's light tentacles, and turned his wrist at a very slow and firm speed, trying to drag Annan towards him.

He was finally really hurt!

This is undoubtedly a fact that excites Annan.

But Annan hadn't been dragged too close, he felt the blood leaching from the rotten man, and there was an extremely strong scent of citrus mixed with lemon.

This fragrance made the rotten husband in front of Annan suddenly slow down.

——No, this is not an illusion.

This scent has indeed greatly increased Annan's perception ability... Annan opened his panel and saw that his perception attribute was rising at a terrifying rate of a little bit per second, rapidly increasing.

But Annan soon noticed something was wrong.

The world in front of him became more and more slow, and even gradually became static.

In the end, the whole world in front of Annan fell into almost complete stillness. He could clearly feel his existence, but Annan even moved a finger of his own has become extremely difficult-he must use his full strength and continue to exert force to make this extremely awkward movement appear coherent. Otherwise, the thought of "lifting your finger" in his mind will only disappear for a moment.

……what is this?

Golden experience or superhuman medicine?

Annan's thinking became very clear and extremely active.

But before his eyes, the whole world is completely still...

——This is the life-saving card of the rotten man?

Annan finally realized that the rotten husband's fighting ideas.

He is almost the complete opposite of the Skeleton Duke.

He does not believe in the deterrence of "fear", "suppression", and "despair"... but uses people's desires to control people.

He tempts mortals with true immortality and rebirth, instead of threatening them with death; He uses a sleepy and relaxing fragrance to make people tired, not a stench to make people dizzy; He uses warm and ambiguous touch and lightness. Caress to obscure people's perception, not with severe pain.

Even if he can do all these things, the rotten husband is more willing to follow human desires...

Just like this-the ability to accelerate thinking.

Too much is too late.

It can still be a poison.

After Annan thought about everything clearly, the outside world remained unchanged.

He can only rely on his last willpower-through a long and continuous mind control, difficult to cancel his own light tentacles, light swords, and "rejecting the living."

Maintaining the wall of stall, Annan fell freely downwards extremely slowly and extremely slowly in the long and endless world.

And Annan just stared at the rotten man with his eyes wide open.

He sketched out the rotten man side by side in his heart, keeping it in his heart.

Then Annan analyzed in his mind all the decisions he made after coming to this world several times.

after that--

Annan completely immersed his will in his body, feeling the power of the "Truth Stage" and how the elements burned and burst out of the soul...

Annan didn't know how long time passed.

But when he woke up suddenly, he seemed to have experienced a very long dream.

When Annan's consciousness woke up vaguely, he heard Sir Silver's bright and unsharp and cheerful voice.

"...You lose, the corrupt man. The **** of mirrors and clocks is born, stop."

"But our contract still has to be fulfilled, because I didn't stop you just now, so your followers belong to me-you don't want to go wrong?

"...Naturally not."

The rotten man's low voice sounded.

Annan opened his eyes and found that his vision, hearing, touch and sense of time had returned to normal.

It should be Silver Sir's treatment.

At this time, Sir Silver was holding himself in his hands—the rotten man was standing in front of him.

The rotten man stared at Annan as if to remember him.

Annan glared back unceremoniously.

——I remember you too, dead eunuch.

Although Annan couldn't feel anxiety, loneliness and fear, so he was not completely crazy in that world... But the eternal stagnant world still made his memory fresh.

Since Annan came to this world-the rotten man was the first person to really hurt Annan.

It also made Annan calm down again...

Realizing that it is not the first mentor who can act without scruples without feeling negative emotions and experiencing pain.

With the last loud cry of the baby sounded.

As the "mirror" of the corrupt husband, his body suddenly stagnated and his whole person was broken and disintegrated.

Because of the "mirror" seat, no one will be empty anymore from now on——

Michelangelo Buonaro, the old and dead mortal,

Today's new born **** Michel Nottdam.

Even if he is not yet born, he can know what is happening outside.

So the first thing he did after holding the authority was to deprive the corrupt man of the right to use the mirror image and kick him back.

Sir Silver put Annan down.

Countless silver threads stretched from his cuffs ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In an instant, Annan turned into a silver-white robe, and he blocked the gaze behind him and put it on for Annan himself.

"You did a great job, Annan."

Sir Silver touched his head with some worry and pride, knelt down and said in a low voice, "I will come to talk to you later..."

With that, Sir Silver turned around and looked at the mansion.

"I'm waiting for my freshman colleague—"

He issued a loud and cheerful voice: "Our **** of mirrors and clocks!

"——How should this world call you?"

After a very short pause.

A weird voice that looked like an old man and a baby sounded in the room:

"The man in the mirror," He said, "from now on, I will be the'man in the mirror'."