The Righteous Player(s)

　　 Annan was wrapped in frost, and pierced the opponent's chin with a stroke from the bottom up.

　　If this blow can hit, at least it should slow down his transformation...

　　 These thoughts flashed through his mind quickly.

　　 But soon, Annan was surprised, and the steps before him stopped.

　　 That's just an ordinary uplift.

　　 He didn’t even hit the enemy, the blade just brushed with the tip of the opponent’s nose—

　　 But a faint frost mark slanted from the tip of the blade and slapped it on the right eye of the young guard.

　　 In a very short time, the frost mark spread on his head. The opponent's head was covered with a layer of **** frost, and even the movement of turning his head and the twitching of the muscles on his face became stiff, and the skin was braving visible to the naked eye.

　　 The look in that person’s eyes was even more shocking than Annan:

　　 "...Frost Swordsmanship? You—"

　　 Before the young guard had finished speaking, his throat was covered with frost marks.

　　 After spreading through the heart, the frost marks suddenly increased several times and spread directly to the whole body. The young guard fell backwards hard, pale and bloodless, and his eyelashes were covered with frost, like a frozen corpse that had been frozen for a long time in the ice and snow.

　　 Even Annan was shocked by the power of his own sword.

　　 He actually wanted to slow down...

　　—Is I so strong?

　　 "You have to experiment to see roughly what the upper limit of Frost Swordsmanship is."

　　 If this life cannot complete the main task in the dungeon, then at least someone has to try his own damage. Otherwise, it is difficult for him to be sure that he is outside, about what level of enemy he can fight...

　　 As the saying goes, if you can't beat it, it will ripple, but if you can't beat it, you will run away. When people pretend to be forced, they must be a little forced to count on themselves so as not to be counter-killed.

　　 Annan quickly made up his mind and began to clean up the corpses in the room a bit. No need to deal with too much, just bury them in wine barrels.

　　 Anyway, this is just a copy, as long as you don’t let people see it when you open the room.

　　 After finishing the clothes again, Annan calmly walked out of the room and walked back along the same path.

　　 When he returned to Don Juan’s room again, he slowed down in advance.

　　 After walking to the door, Annan really heard someone turning things inside, and he didn't hide it at all.

　　 "Look again, be careful!"

　　 Klaus's deep voice came from the room: "That thing is a piece of paper, it may be anywhere—every book must be read carefully! Check again to see if there is any in the bed!

　　 "Also look for the ring and the seal carefully! I can't deliver any of them. Whoever dares to think wrongly, I will throw him into the Black Sea!"

　　 delivery?

　　Annan frowned slightly.

　　 He glanced at the taskbar.

　　 [Find out the true identity of the betrayer] The (completed) mark has been silently marked on the back. But the latter two tasks have not yet been completed.

　　 He didn't alarm these people, but slowly backed out, ready to go to the captain's room to take a look.

　　 Before he arrived on the deck, he heard the clanging of swords clanging from the deck.

　　 You can hear at least three groups of people fighting at a glance. The wizard doesn't know if he is a friend or an enemy... If he is a friend, he might be more ill-fortuned now; if he is an enemy, then he is now going up to be sending him.

　　 But at this moment, there were rapid footsteps behind Annan.

　　 There are wolves in front and tigers behind.

　　He has nowhere to go.

　　 "Heh...has it been discovered."

　　Annan laughed: "It doesn't seem to be too stupid."

　　 Live until the dinner starts?

　　Don’t let Don Juan Gerante drink poisonous alcohol?

　　 He didn't plan to do these two things at all.

　　Annan can hear clearly, and there is an extra reward for decryption. Then he has to do it, and he will naturally do the best-he has to make everything clear and get the best benefits.

　　 He can't be resurrected outside. If he shy away from the resurrection dungeon and cannot be perfect, how can he pass the more dangerous game outside with a single life?

　　 Isn’t this the simplest truth?

　　 Annan no longer hesitated, and kicked the door of the deck directly, and climbed up.

　　 As soon as he got on the deck and looked around, he saw the location of the captain's room.

　　 He ran towards there without hesitation. When the two parties on the ship saw him rush out suddenly, they rushed to the captain's room without hesitation, and they couldn't confirm which side he was in for a while.

　　 But soon, someone from the more crowded side reacted.

　　 "Kill John!"

　　 Someone shouted: "Kill him if you want to survive! He can't be persuaded to surrender!"

　　 "You fart!"

　　 Annan ran at extreme speed, while unwilling to show weakness, spouted: "How can you know if you don't try!"

　　 He threw the scabbard directly far away, facing the person trying to intercept him with a frost swordsmanship.

　　 He slammed his sword on the opponent's blade and deflected the opponent's slash. But at this time, the man let out a scream, and the long sword in his hand was directly released.

　　 Annan knocked him away with a shoulder bump. The man didn't mean to stop Annan any more, just screamed and backed away while holding his right hand.

　　 I saw the person's right hand emit a faint chill, pale without the slightest blood, and formed a sharp contrast with the **** left hand.

　　 The long sword he threw to the ground quickly frosted and was fixed to the deck.

　　 At this time, Annan finally rushed into the captain's room.

　　 is almost what he expected...There are only two people in the captain's room.

　　 or strictly speaking, a half person.

　　 Don Huang was **** and hung in the corner, looking at Annan with a complicated expression.

　　 Benjamin, the "Silver Wizard" in a long robe, was already lying on the table. The silver ring on his right hand cracked, and countless trembling eyeballs emerged from the gap. On the other hand, his mouth was overflowing with blood, his teeth and plates were stained red, and the eyeballs of his eyes had no distinction of pupils, irises, and whites of the eyes, leaving only pitch black.

　　 "...John, are you from Duke Winter?"

　　 Tang Huang asked Annan softly, with a complicated expression: "Are you also the nail that someone else arranged next to me..."

　　 Annan asked with interest: "How are you sure?"

　　 The young master didn't have much struggle, he was probably mentally prepared for his fate.

　　 He was silent for a while, then answered Annan’s question in a low voice:

"I saw it. You used Frost Swordsmanship. You have no rank or witchcraft, but you can freeze others in the air. Only the Frost Swordsmanship of Duke Winter can do it. They will never pass on this trick. To someone with a foreign surname... and you are indeed from the Principality of Winter."

　　 He paused, and then asked Annan: "Are you also here to find the book of the crown block? Duke Winter has thoughts about it too?"

"No no."

　　 Annan replied casually, looking at the old wizard who hadn't breathed much, and asked again: "What's wrong with Lord Benjamin? Is it poisoned?"

　　 "He violated his curse and was counter-cursed."

　　 Little Master answered quickly.

　　 "What is the curse? What is the anti-curse?"

　　 Annan asked.

　　 Don Juan didn't have any struggles, just whispered: "You will know when you enter the ranks... The supernatural is not a beautiful thing."

　　 "Talk more, talk more."

　　 Annan shut the door to death, turning around and urging.

　　 Don Huang sighed, only when Annan was mad, he fulfilled his wish and said all he knew:

"Power comes at a price. In this world, all supernatural power comes from a curse. Every time you bear a share of power, you have to bear the same curse... For example, every time your soul class rises, you have to bear a new share. The curse bound. Curse bound is everyone’s greatest secret. Every time you violate a curse bound you will suffer a pain. If you violate all the curse bound, you will be reversed curse and lose all your power temporarily.

"The two curses held by Lord Benjamin are'can't eat squid' and'can't refuse wine from someone older than him'. I don't know where Klaus learned of his curse, so he The design killed Lord Benjamin with poisoned wine mixed with squid juice."

　　 "How are you sure I am not advanced?"

　　Annan frowned slightly.

　　 can’t figure it out, he doesn’t even dare to use Frost Swordsmanship...

　　 This thing is ruthless, but it's a bit revealing. Unless the opponent must die after using it, you can use this trick when no one notices it.

　　—Of course, it doesn’t matter in the copy.

　　 Tang Huang looked at him strangely when he heard the words.

　　 "...isn't this common sense?"

　　 He was a little confused, and seemed to be suspicious of Annan's identity.

　　 "Let’s just say it, it’s just to adjust your mood. Anyway, you have nowhere to go, we all have to die together—"

　　 Annan said quickly.

　　 Don Juan was taken aback, looked at him carefully, and then looked at the bronze ring on his hand.

　　 "...You really don't have bronze jewelry on your body?"

　　 Don Juan himself was a little uncertain: "Where do you put your curse?"

　　 "...That's it."

　　 When Annan heard these words, his heart suddenly brightened.

　　 He glanced at Benjamin's broken silver ring, and then at Don Juan's bronze ring, and he understood.

　　 The supernatural power of this world seems to be accompanied by curses. UU reading www.uukanshu. Com and curse require a container to store...so is the bronze step under the silver step?

　　 That's how it is. That's why they are called "Bronze Order" or "Silver Order"...Is the one above the Golden Order?

　　 At this moment, the door of the captain's room was knocked open.

　　It was Klaus with a gloomy face standing in the doorway.

　　 He looked at Annan and said nothing.

　　 "You may not believe me, I have an iron crotch."

　　 Annan casually read to Don Juan, and then launched a frontal onslaught on Klaus without hesitation.

　　 It started with Wang Zhan—he directly used full-strength frost swordsmanship to slash the opponent's head!

　　 But Don Juan’s complexion changed suddenly:

　　 "Don't hit him from the front!"

"what?"

　　Annan was taken aback, the frost marks spreading from his sword had already slashed into Klaus's chest.

　　 But Klaus did not evade at all, but looked at Annan coldly, without saying a word.

　　Annan suddenly felt a cold in his chest.

　　 He lowered his head and found that a frost spread quickly across his body. But the frost just made his body stiff, and he didn't feel any destructive power.

　　 "...Is it just this kind of ice? Ice that can't even freeze an ordinary person?"

　　Klaus spoke suddenly and sneered: "If this is Frost Swordsmanship, it will be a ghost."

　　 He stopped hesitating, and took a step forward, cutting off Annan's head with a sword.

　　—The next moment, turning back in time.

　　 Annan had just fallen into darkness, but suddenly felt that he was being pushed hard.

　　 "...John? John, wake up!"

　　 A rude male voice rang in front of him: "Why did you fall asleep! Where did the master go?"