The Righteous Player(s)

Annan took out the mirror given to him by the person in the mirror, and slowly opened the curtain.

In the mirror about the size of an adult's head, nothing was reflected.

It just shone with a pale golden vanity.

After absorbing Annan's life span of one day, Annan's mirror image finally appeared in the pale golden mirror. In addition, there is still nothing in the mirror... The frost pattern road inside the Frost Tower behind Annan is not reflected in the mirror.

"——[Ligretto]."

Annan called the old grandmother's real name in dragon language.

Calling the real name of any **** in front of this mirror can summon the reflection in the mirror of the opponent without consuming the corresponding mysterious knowledge.

After a delay of about two or three seconds.

Water waves visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared in the mirror—A pair of pure white curved dragon horns carved out of ice grew on Annan's face; fine silver dragon scales appeared at the junction of his cheeks and neck.

His hair became snow-colored, and the short hair that had reached his shoulders instantly grew and spread to the outside of the mirror. His face turned into a mature and indifferent look at the age of twenty-six or seventeen.

It is very similar to Annan, Maria and Zhi Ji, and does not match her "grandmother" name, and looks like Zhi Ji's sister. And she does have a strong elder temperament.

The old grandmother who was called by Annan took a deep look at Annan's eyes, the corners of her mouth rose slightly invisible for a moment, and then immediately flattened back.

She sternly said, "It seems that you have found something that must be done in Noah."

"...Yes, old grandmother."

Annan was silent for a moment and nodded slowly: "For my friend, I need to defeat a strong enemy.

"So I need to be affected by the high-level Frost Realm to complete the'Winter's Chill' Ritual. I'm sorry to disturb you."

Only then did he know what the old grandmother's words meant when he first saw the bone daddy...that is, when he heard the old grandmother's real name.

【——If you have something that you must do in Noah, just take care of it and come back. Annan, you have grown up. Do what you need to do like a man. I support you. 】

What this says and refers to should be exactly what is happening now.

It was not for Annan to beat the rotten man.

Instead, he asked Annan to beat Bernardino the ‘Pure Psychic’.

The old grandmother obviously didn't have the ability related to prophecy... But what she said was the problem Annan was facing now.

——She had already seen through Bernardino's mind, so much that she had guessed what he would do.

It now appears that Sir Silver is the same.

After all, he has lived in the world for thousands of years-not the kind of **** who does not touch the smoke and lifts the throne, but the **** of the world. I'm afraid the Twelve Righteous Gods are old monsters with insight into the human heart, except for their respective strong personalities and desires.

...That said.

What Ms. Mystery told herself at the time was that she might not be suitable for the "righteous" Saint Skeleton.

Should really see through my heart.

So since the old grandmother would suggest that she stay in Noah... Does it mean that if it was for Annan for the week, he would ignore these troubles and leave directly?

——Then I would rather be who I am now.

It seemed to realize what Annan had noticed.

The old grandmother nodded slightly.

"You are still a child. I take care of you for granted. But I will not do everything for you. That way, you can't raise good children and can only raise waste. This is your own destiny and your own mission. You want to complete it with your own desires, and firm the road with your own will... Then you have to finish it by yourself."

"……I know."

"I will give you the influence you want, I will give you blessings and blessings. But I will not protect you from death-you have already made a decision, and you must do it all at the risk of death. I will not Degrade the value of your enlightenment... In this world, enlightenment itself is extremely precious wealth.

"Listen well, Annan. If Sir Silver wants to protect you and save your life if you fail, you must not accept his kindness, but remember to thank him.

"You have to have confidence in yourself. If you use everything you have now, if you use it properly, it is enough to achieve your goal. Leaving room for yourself will only make your sword dull at a critical moment.

"[A strong enemy that is difficult to defeat] is a snowy mountain, and the process of challenging it is a ritual; if you really die at the hands of the Chengling Monk... I will kill him to avenge you."

The old grandmother said sternly.

It is different from the wide and casual when getting along with Silver Sir and Annan.

The Frostscale Dragon King had extremely strict requirements on Annan.

She didn't like Annan to use the power of the gods to fight under the condition of guaranteeing his immortality-it was not a fight at all, but a fight and a competition.

"...Decided?"

Annan pondered for a long time, then slowly nodded: "I...probably understand a little bit."

I'm still too weak...

That's why we can only pray for miracles. That's why they can only seek asylum.

For the first time, Annan's desire for greater strength and higher realm arose in his heart.

It is not strong, but pure enough.

It's like the new born light in the mirror.

As if seeing through Annan's heart, the old grandmother nodded again.

"Remember this desire, Annan, remember it firmly. When you try to stain your soul, remember to remember it."

The old grandmother uttered a heavy and complicated dragon language: "Listen well, Annan-a strong enemy is wealth.

"A weak enemy is just a stumbling block. But when an enemy that is too strong to defeat, directs his hostility towards you... this is a [ritual] in itself.

"Every life and death dilemma is a rare experience. The flowers that bloom from Noah can never withstand the cold of Winter; but the flowers that grow on the land of Winter cannot die from freezing."

Formidable enemy. ceremony.

The old grandmother kept repeating these two words.

Annan realized that no matter how stupid he was~www.wuxiaspot.com~ this was a reminder given by the old grandmother.

He suddenly felt shocked and realized something.

"I will, grandmother."

Annan said earnestly: "I will do my best to fight the enemy fairly, instead of seeking retreat and room."

"Good boy."

The old grandmother's tone gradually softened.

Her voice gradually became softer: "Also, just call me grandmother.

"For you, I am not that [old grandmother]. It's your grandmother."

The image of the old grandmother disappeared in the mirror.

At the next moment, two lines of prompts appeared in front of Annan:

[You got a new tag "Highest-Order Influence: Winter's Love"]

[This influence will not reverberate, so it will not disappear with the passage of time; while holding this influence, you will no longer receive any influence from the Frost Domain]

Not a high-level influence: the remnants of the **** of extreme cold.

It is the "highest-order influence" that Annan has never heard before, and will not produce a nightmare...

... Is this the power that belongs to the pope alone?

Annan vaguely guessed why even if the popes did not use extraordinary power, the power of rituals was several times that of other bishops.

Because there is still a secret "highest-order influence"!

I'm afraid this is a great power that only righteous gods can bestow...It's a pity that Annan can only use it to complete a ritual.

——But it is enough.

Immediately afterwards, a few lines of new prompts appeared in front of Annan's eyes:

[You got the protection of the **** of frost and tradition, the "grandmother"]

[Within seven days, it will only be triggered when you use a spell of the incapacity school-your caster level always increases by ten additional levels]

[You got the secret about "Winter" and read it in the language of the Frost Whisperer, which will cause an unquenchable blizzard]

(End of this chapter)