The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 414: The Escape Room Of Death & Fear

Chapter 414: The Escape Room Of Death & Fear

With that gloomy voice sounded, the surrounding lights turned on instantly.

Annan narrowed his eyes narrow subconsciously because of the sudden glare.

Is this Danton’s nightmare?

Even though I was informed that I could be traveling back and forth in multiple nightmares, this is still a little hard to adapt to.

Is there a mission?

At this moment, Annan opened up the system panel:

Health: 95%

He was startled.

Not because it was low, but how could it be so high?

His avatar was being tortured.

Suddenly, a splash of cold water came without warning, soaking Annan’s body instantly.

His hair went utterly wet, and the sudden cold water irritated his back to the point where his muscles tensed. But he was still unable to get up from his chair.

“…Ha…ha—?!”

Annan opened his mouth subconsciously, gasping for breath. His heart palpitated intensely.

In just five seconds or so, twice as much cold water than just now was poured onto him.

The bone-seeping chills struck Annan into suffocation for a while.

He had the illusion that he was about to drown for a moment, and then the water flow stopped abruptly.

“Wait…wait! What are you doing?” Since another wave of cold water would hit him soon, Annan asked quickly.

He suddenly fell into this nightmare and didn’t even have the main mission, let alone a guide or instruction.

He did not even know what was going on!

“Be obedient, Mr. Danton.” The eunuch-like voice sounded gloomy again, “This is a necessary treatment.

“Your spirit needs to be cleaned.” Before Annan could think about it, icy water at the portion that exceeded the previous two splashes combined poured down!

This time Annan finally could not help but choke. The water was much cooler than the last time!

This is simply the arctic ice water!

Only then did he react that this seemed to be a “water treatment” that was once used to treat psychic influences!

But screw this ice water!

“Cough…cough…” Finally, Annan couldn’t help but cough, “Wait… I’m choking…”

The water on the ground had reached his ankles.

However, more water came before Annan could rest or receive any response.

But the water did not stop this time, and the man behind him stopped talking.

At this moment, Annan suddenly realized everything.

Perhaps the purpose of Danton’s coming here was to treat himself, but the “doctor” who performed the treatment wanted to kill him!

I can’t sit still like this!

I will die!

Maybe, the next time water splas.h.i.+ng on me will be boiling water…

But there are no silver coins around.

Without any hesitation, Annan tried hard to break free from the ropes that bound his wrists on both sides of the chair.

He struggled for a while and immediately found that the knot was too firm. It was unlike it was used to stop the patient from struggling, but more like it was used to kidnap someone.

Can the spell work then?

Annan quickly flashed the spells he mastered in his mind. However, he found that his head was being continuously washed with ice water, and he could not concentrate. There was no way for him to activate the guided spells and chant spells at all.

He could not even open his eyes!

Even if he opened it, he couldn’t see anyone in front of him at all. His wrist was buckled down, so [Chilling Touch] wasn’t an option either.

Wait, something is wrong!

At the next moment, Annan suddenly opened his eyes.

Thank goodness Danton learned the spells from the Energy Falteration School!

Azure blue’s brilliance flashed from his eyes. While he lowered his head, he spat out a complicated and cold sentence, “Get out!”

[Frost Lingual]!

As the words in his mouth sounded, the surroundings suddenly became gloomy and cold.

A spatter of water turned into a sharp ice blade. It quickly flew to Annan’s left wrist. While cutting the hemp rope, it also left a cut about two centimeters thick and four centimeters long on his wrist.

Annan breathed in the cold air, raised his left hand, pulled out the ice blade with his teeth, and then held the blade backwardly with his left hand. It allowed him to cut the rope binding his right wrist!

Then, it would be the ropes at the ankles. As the water level almost reached his knees, he could feel the resistance as his hands plunged into the icy water.

Perhaps because of the lack of [Frostwhisper] profession, Annan felt his tongue gradually freezing after utilizing [Frost Lingual]. His skin also developed obvious frostbite from the sudden cooling of the surrounding air.

His health was depleted to 53%!

But the good news was that he finally got up from his chair!

He looked back and found that there was no one behind him at all. There was only a closed vent at more than two meters in height. A square sewer was laid directly above him, and ice water was sloping down toward the seat.

Luckily, I responded quickly.

Annan gritted his teeth and stood up from the ice water staggeringly.

If he had just tried to communicate with the person behind him, the water might have almost touched his chest by the time he reacted.

By then, he could not untie the rope around his ankle even if he had the means.

“You can trap Danton, but you can’t trap me.” Annan muttered in a low voice and said, “Frost element—”

Danton’s body had not awakened the frost element, so Annan had to exchange mana for the elemental power first.

“—The frost makes thy wheel, the wall makes thy path!”

With a feeling of emptiness rising in his body, Annan unleashed a Frost Wheel, half the size smaller than him, and quickly blasted the wall.

Ahead of him was an empty, dark s.p.a.ce. Then, the water on the ground began to flow over there.

A doubt suddenly appeared in Annan’s mind.

This should be the “past” that Danton has personally experienced, right?

For a Soul s.n.a.t.c.h Wizard, this murdering device was far deadlier. There was no way Danton could escape from it, so to speak… but how did he survive?

Also, who was planning the murder?

Or, was it just Danton’s “fear for death”?

Annan summoned the panel again and noticed that his health had been drained to less than 50%, so he rushed out the cracked wall without thinking.

At the next moment, Annan was in a trance.

He felt he was standing in front of his seat in a daze. The world in front of him once again became a subway.

Am I back? That’s so quick?

“Why are you standing? Sit down.” The teacher beside her (Bella) frowned slightly and said plainly.

“Yes.” Annan was about to sit down, but she suddenly froze on the spot when her b.u.t.t touched the seat.

Eh?

She felt her body freezing, and she couldn’t help but s.h.i.+ver.

After looking down, Annan saw a wound about four centimeters long on Bella’s wrist.

The wound was still new. It was wet around the injury and seemed to be bleeding slowly.

Annan glanced back at the teacher and gestured her left hand.

But she realized that the teacher seemed unable to see the wound. The teacher’s eyes did not even glance at the wound.

Annan opened up his panel:

[Health: 37%]

Why am I suddenly at my last bit of health?

I had 90% of Health previously.

Unless the 53% damage I suffered when I was Danton just now was taken into the calculation.

All the damage suffered in the previous nightmare fragments was inflicted upon me?

In Bella’s nightmare, the damage I had previously suffered is invisible to everyone.In other words, that means there are no ways for me to heal the damage.

I’m f.u.c.ked.

Why do I suddenly feel that three elixirs are not enough?

Annan suddenly realized the difficulty in this [Twisted] level nightmare.

She thought that this nightmare was too simple. After all, she had almost completed all three side missions.

Unexpectedly, the core difficulty of this nightmare lay in the “limited-time escape room at the lowest cost”.

The difficulty with the Gallery nightmare was about “solving the puzzle”; the difficulty of the Great Hunt nightmare was in the “role-playing”.

They were all [Twisted] or [Distorted] level of nightmares. The nightmare tentatively named [Wolf Kiss] was composed of countless “escaping rooms” or other dangerous rooms.

d.a.m.n, is this the other-worldly Cube [1]?

Annan gritted her teeth, s.h.i.+vering in her seat to keep warm while having her mind racing in thoughts. Her heart, stimulated by the ice water, was beating fast. There was a faint sore at it.

She only had three lives and depleted half of them at this time.

He could withstand about six trials if used reasonably, provided that the “Wolf Kiss” ritual would not deduct too much health.

Let’s wait for the next death escape room.

Annan could not figure out its specific rules and mechanisms by only experiencing it once.

I have to do it again.

Just once is fine…