The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 213: Deity's Curse

Chapter 213: Deity’s Curse

On the other side, the players on the forum were in a commotion.

“—I knew it all along. Annan’s ident.i.ty isn’t simple!”

“—Don’t boost yourself in hindsight. No one has guessed that Annan is a true deity’s descendant.”

“—Shh! The fact that Annan is ‘Annan’ instead of ‘Don Juan’ was only made public last night. Stop bulls.h.i.+tting me.”

“—Engh! I want to pinch Annan’s face so hard.”

“—Wait, the Venerated Skeleton mentioned dragon blood? Is Annan a dragon descendant? Will he become a dragon in the future?”

“—Then I want to transfer my profession to Dragon Knight!”

“—Stop fussing around. Could Annan defeat Rotten Man?”

“—Certainly, because Annan is the protagonist. In the end, the plot will kill the Rotten Man.”

“—Wait, no, I’m more worried about Sister Hyphen and the others. If the fight breaks out, they will get instantly killed. So how do we continue to watch the live broadcast?”

“—@SisterHyphen! Run away! Go and hide in the house. It’s safer there!”

“—@SisterHyphen—Quickly—Run—Away—”

“—Yiyi! Flee!”

Shut up! How can I run away?

Lin Yiyi was irritated after reading the comments on the posts that persuaded her to flee.

If I run away at this time, wouldn’t Annan’s affection rating on me plummet?

Even if I die here without stopping and even resp.a.w.n terribly, I will never flee!

“Senior, Old Goose, Yiyi, go and hide in the house first.” Annan saw the post on the forum and found it reasonable.

If these two players kept dying, the scene wouldn’t be of good quality as if an amateur was holding the camera.

Annan had already made plans to edit the recorded live broadcast into a promotional video.

Annan injected Sage’s Stone into his deltoid muscle while warmly admonis.h.i.+ng Yiyi and the others, “This isn’t a battle you can partic.i.p.ate in. Protect yourself and Master Michelangelo.”

“Yes, feudal lord.” Lin Yiyi immediately responded.

Since you asked me to flee, then I will do just that.

She and Delicious Wind Goose dragged Salvatore into the mansion at No.44 Clear Water Street without any hesitation.

Salvatore still hesitated.

He wanted to help Annan.

Although he was surprised that Annan was familiar with Silver Sire, he was also amazed at the arrival of the Venerated Skeleton and Rotten Man. He was also awed at his imminent witness on a deityhood ascendancy.

Aside from the excitement, Salvatore didn’t forget Annan was just a Bronze Rank Transcended.

Even if Annan administered Sage’s Stone, it only temporarily upgraded his power to Gold Rank.

But that wasn’t to say that Annan could truly master all the abilities in Gold Rank.

Salvatore, who had used Sage’s Stone recently, had experienced this fact.

“Annan…” Salvatore was dragged into the room, staring at Annan.

He bit his lip with his eyes filled with regrets.

In Salvatore’s opinion, Annan would stick out at this time, entirely because of him.

He once told Annan that he hoped that a master like Michelangelo would survive.

At this moment, the source of Annan’s confidence was the semi-finished Sage’s Stone. Salvatore was the person who made it and handed it over to him.

If something happens to Annan, that’s undoubtedly my fault.

Salvatore stood dumbfounded there like a wooden target, silent for a moment.

He suddenly said in a low volume, “Teacher, are you here?”

“Yes, I am.” Benjamin’s somewhat old and unperturbed voice sounded, “What a guess.”

Only then did the players realize that an old wizard was sitting at the table in the living room.

Salvatore looked at Benjamin with a complicated expression. “Do you know Gerald?”

“Certainly.” Benjamin nodded calmly, “When he enrolled in Black Tower, I took care of his daily life. We’re pretty good friends.”

“So, the news about Gerald being expelled from Black Tower for stealing curse vessels and killing our students… Is it fake?”

“Yes and no.” Benjamin looked at Salvatore, who was trembling slightly, with a somewhat relieved expression.

“That’s just a transaction.” Benjamin said those cruel words calmly, “I let him kill my students, as a price—I will help him steal the Venerated Skeleton’s Bone Blood Trigger.”

The words shocked Salvatore like thunder. He looked at Benjamin in disbelief and asked, “Why?”

“Of course, it’s for the materials.” Benjamin sighed, “You wouldn’t think that such a powerful Sage’s Stone doesn’t need any expensive or troublesome ingredients?”

Hearing this, Salvatore s.h.i.+vered. “One of the main materials of Sage’s Stone is wizard’s bone marrow extract.”

Benjamin spread his hands out, “But in the age of peace now, where can I find the bone marrow of the wizard? Those with their marrow emptied, can they still live?

“Gerald looked directly at the Venerated Skeleton in the ritual. His erosion rate is too high, and he can’t be saved. He wants to get his hands on the curse vessel and study to see if there is a possibility of survival. I will naturally help him. But he can’t stay in Black Tower anymore. For my students… Heh! They aren’t the same as you. They are just a group of untalented people trying to learn Alteration spells and want to profit from it. What a bunch of fools.”

The old wizard said plainly, “When they jokingly came over and asked me, ‘Teacher, is there any formula that is low cost and can make a lot of money?’ I intended on killing them already.

“The Way of Alteration isn’t to help these idiots make money!” His voice wasn’t loud but resounded in a low voice.

However, the players and Salvatore seemed to be blown by an invisible hurricane. Their footings became unsteady and staggered to the floor.

Salvatore sighed deeply.

He temporarily set aside all the random questions about Sage’s Stone, his senior sisters, and other matters in Swamp’s Black Tower. Instead, he followed his initial thoughts and continued to ask slowly, “After that, Gerald was wanted. Is it because you want to host this ritual?”

“Yeah. It’s our mutual intention too.” Benjamin smiled, “I sent 3 waves of hitmen to hunt him down. On the other hand, he attempted a.s.sa.s.sination on me 4 times by various means. But we all failed.

“As for what we want, it’s straightforward.” When Benjamin said this, his expression became slightly serious, “When our soul rank is promoted, we will get a new curse.

“Then, naturally, you need a secret keeper to keep the curse’s secret. In this way, we use the oath power to restrain the curse.

“The new curse that people get after being promoted to deities naturally needs a secret keeper. The secret keeper is generally the “pope” of the deities,” explained Benjamin slowly.

At this time, Annan outside the room also felt the strange burning sensation as the blood all over his body began to boil.

But there was no pain.

The curse on him became active similarly in Salvatore’s situation. They crept and spread all over his body. But it wasn’t black, but golden runes s.h.i.+ning with dazzling light.

That seemed to be the function of the Book of Divine Transporter.

[Detecting level promotion, currently Level 19.]

[Detecting level promotion, currently at Level 26.]

[Detecting level promotion, currently Level 31.]

…

The prompts flashed rapidly and slowly stagnated.

[Your level has been promoted, currently Level 41.]

[Extracting elements—]

[Blood Elements: Frost (100%)]

[Soul Elements: Brilliance (63%), Wisdom (45%), Understanding (10%), Beauty (3%), Strict (1%)]

[Element Manifestation: Frost, Brilliance]

[Truth Is Manifesting—]

[Book of Divine Transporter 2/6]

[Available Truth: the Undying, the Way to Rise and Change]

After that, a strange cooling sensation suddenly hit.

All the clothes on Annan’s body were torn to pieces by the surging power.

Cold air leached on him, and the ground was frozen. Annan’s skin became paler and even approaching transparency.

Two pairs of wings emerged from Annan’s back; one on the shoulder and one at the waist.

A pair of wings held up to the sky.

Another pair of wings drooped downward to cover the lower half of the body, hiding the runes all over the body that was s.h.i.+ning with brilliance.

After the runes on Annan’s body were covered by the wings, they all became slits.

The golden spheres s.h.i.+ning with brilliance glimmered quietly in the slits.

These golden spheres somehow resembled eyes, and there were 40 of them!