The Righteous Player(s)

"It looks like I have to buy some hair dye."

The young man called "Carl" stroked his hair backwards, put his hand on his head, and showed a bohemian smile: "I said, old man--do you have any good looks?"

As he said this, the gray mud around him was surging restlessly and gurgling.

Afterwards, Carl suddenly lifted his right hand, which was holding his hair.

He moved his palm forward and waved Hui's hand naturally.

The mud was surging forward like a living thing. As if to swallow everything in, tear it all up--

It is different from being attacked on a ship.

This time, Benjamin, who prepared the pre-transformation in advance, finally showed the combat power of the transformation wizard.

I saw a large amount of black smoke flowing out of him.

Like a general commanding a soldier, the black mist that is constantly gushing forwards toward the mud.

When these black mists come into contact with the mud, vermilion crystals are formed from the contact point-the wall of black mist transforms the inflowing mud into a vermilion crystal, and then these crystals shatter on their own and become one. The root of the red needles gathered around Benjamin.

I saw him wave his hand forward suddenly.

The needles of the red crystal, like a torrential rain, flew away in dense numbers and attacked Captain Carl!

And Carl was not at all nervous about it.

The mud and sand in front of him rose up on their own as if they had life. The moment it left the ground, it condensed into a solid and thick stone wall, and those red needles clanged on the stone wall, and then fell down.

The part of the stone wall under the mud and sand spread and solidified in all directions. A strong "underframe" is formed.

But after the red needles shattered, they were shining golden light tigers one by one.

After a very short delay, they are connected to each other.

——Suddenly exploded!

At this moment, Benjamin suddenly shouted:

"David, quickly control him!

"I can't kill anymore... if I continue to transform, I can't stop it!"

David?

Are you calling me? But... shouldn't you and I be mortal enemies?

Annan was stunned for a moment.

He quickly realized something.

Yes, this premise is wrong——

At the moment he realized this, all the clues were connected in front of him. Annan understood everything.

He didn't hesitate to push the dazed Maria's shoulder.

He also no longer pretends, his voice is bright and clear:

"Hurry up, Maria-separate them!"

"……it is good."

Maria also vaguely felt that she understood something.

But she always feels so bad.

Although "Gerald"'s actions were very rude, she immediately awakened as she was thinking.

Maria's ring shined brightly.

She stretched out her slender right hand, emptied everything down in the air, and issued an edict:

"[Both sides truce]!"

The moment her cold voice fell.

A transparent wall rose between Benjamin and Carl, cutting the battlefield in half.

The invisible repulsive force starts from the wall and pushes to both sides at the same time.

Amid the low roar, the sand and red needles were strictly blocked by the repulsive force and pushed away to both sides. Even Benjamin and Carl were both pushed back away from this wall by the repulsive force.

At this distance, it is impossible for them to rush over immediately; and no matter whether it is mud or red crystal, they will be stopped, and only powerful spells that require preparation can rush them away.

In other words, the two parties don't have to worry about being attacked by the other party... and they can sit down and talk calmly.

Annan sighed for the effect of this spell.

This is simply a genuine persuasion (magic)...

"Can you talk about it now?"

Maria turned her head and looked at Annan seriously: "Why separate them?"

Annan seemed to see his reflection in her pupils.

The others also looked at Annan.

Or rather... all looking at Gerald.

Annan chuckled slightly.

He clapped his hands and took a step forward.

On the ordinary and gentle face that belonged to Gerald, there suddenly appeared self-confidence that was incommensurate with him... and a wild smile that was so brilliant that it was almost brilliant.

"Gentlemen, old gentlemen...and our esteemed Highness."

Annan said, turning back gracefully to pay tribute to Maria.

Maria also politely returned a dress-up gift to him.

Immediately afterwards, Annan said calmly: "In fact, I have seen through all the truth."

As he said, he looked at his watch: "Although the reasoning will be after dinner, I have almost no time...Let this boring farce end here.

"The reason I want to stop you from fighting is simple. Because if one more person dies, we will only have five people left. What does that mean?"

"If the person who killed Master Michelangelo hasn't killed anyone yet... you can kill one person and end the ceremony directly?"

Maria asked tentatively.

Annan nodded and shook his head again.

"Almost, but the problem is not here..."

He sneered, showing an elegant and reserved smile.

He raised his voice and replied: "The key to the problem is that if there are six people alive-no matter how powerful he is, he can't kill anyone. Otherwise, there will be bugs in the ritual... or an infinite loop."

Annan's attitude today is not at all as humble as he had shown before.

Every move seems to be shining, attracting everyone's attention.

"Let me put it this way. The way to end all this is very simple...just a simple question."

Annan said straightforwardly: "It's just from the very beginning, we have ignored this. Why, because everyone present... More or less lives. So we don't hide our identities from others. It's strange.

"But here is the crux of the problem."

After that, Annan looked at Maria and asked, "Does the Imperial Order School have a spell that can tell the real name of others?"

Annan had seen something similar at the Viscount's Mansion before.

Maria blinked, realizing something.

She quickly replied: "Yes, it does."

She immediately took out a flat emerald green jade plate from her small satchel.

With a light touch of her right hand, the strange marks were burned on it.

"Hold it and ask people for their real name. If the answer is correct, it will flash white; if the answer is wrong ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ it will flash red."

Maria handed it to Annan and explained its usage.

"Okay, Your Highness."

Annan smiled slightly, looked straight at Uncle Gilandaio of the Prophet School, raised his hand and passed the jade medal.

He said gently: "Your Excellency Gilandaio... would you like to test it?"

Gilandaio, who had been silent, looked at Annan and suddenly laughed.

He walked over without fear and held the jade medal tightly.

As everyone watched with different expressions, Gilandaio calmly said:

"My real name is--

"Michelangelo Buonaro."

——The white light comes on.