The Righteous Player(s)

Chapter 1218: The Hand of Hope
"exactly."

Annan replied without hesitation.

Facing the "former savior" who sacrificed everything in front of him, Annan did not waver in the slightest: "If I were you, and at this time there appeared another savior who could do better than me and be more capable than me. ...Then my reaction should be to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Because I no longer have to hang on to the survival of the world. I no longer have to make others pay for my mistakes... Shouldn't that be celebrated?

"I know that I am not capable enough. At this moment when everyone's fate is determined, and someone stronger than me appears, I will give up my position. Even if I may be a little unwilling in my heart, it still points to 'why am I so Weak', 'Why can I only do this after working hard for so long'... rather than 'Obviously I came first'."

"But I'm different from you."

Gryanznuha replied without hesitation: "You can accept all this tolerantly, but I cannot accept it. What did you sacrifice? You sacrificed nothing, but I sacrificed everything! I must be rewarded accordingly— —”

"Sacrifice is never a price...it can never be. Sacrifice is just a key, used to open the closed door of fate at a critical moment.

"But it takes perseverance to get to that door; it takes wisdom to identify the traps on the road and avoid them; it is luck to choose the right path at a fork in the road; it is luck to go forward in a dangerous moment instead of turning around, It is courage.

"Sacrifice can only be valuable when other elements are present. For those who lack other qualities, even if they sacrifice everything, they may not be able to win the final victory."

Annan interrupted his words: "Because in this world, there has never been such a saying as 'the more people sacrificed, the more reasonable'."

What's more, I'm not without sacrifices...

Annan was silent for a moment.

He thought of Black Annan.

Although now, he has been picked up by himself from the river of oblivion.

But in the past, he did not hesitate to sacrifice everything for the reason of "someone can do better than me".And is ready to leave this world forever.

Nobody forced him.

Even everyone does not encourage this... Most righteous gods are worried that something may happen, so he is not advised to make such a dangerous move.However, Hei Annan cautiously made the most rational move—in order to get bigger stars, he even sacrificed himself.

——So, this is by no means a gossip about "standing and talking without pain in the back".

It is Annan's "personal experience".

Although Gryanznuha did not know Annan well.

But at his level, he can easily read the thoughts behind the other party directly from simple words.

Therefore, Gryanznuha did not ask "how dare you say such a thing".

He just gave Annan a deep look.

This glance seemed to penetrate directly through the body, and saw the color of Annan's soul.

"I see."

Gryanznuha sighed softly: "The depth of your soul is pure light...that's why you were chosen.

"—that's why I was abandoned."

"You were abandoned?"

Annan asked rhetorically, "Doesn't the extraordinary power you hold now belong to you? Although you may have endured some hardships, it also allowed you to step into the golden rank of extraordinary that was impossible to become, possessing more than normal powers." The lifespan of the winter is three times more.

"Now the bone bone is dead. You can be anyone, go anywhere, and live your own life. As a golden-rank extraordinary person, where can you not enjoy the blessing?"

"But I just want to be the Duke of Winter!"

Gryanznuha said without hesitation: "This is my first and last dream!"

As he spoke, he revealed his left hand that was hidden behind his back.

It is completely different from Gryaznuha's right arm... His left hand is like bright gold, shining iridescently in the sun.

An iridescent halo, like a projection, bloomed at the wrist of Gryaznuha's golden hand.

The corners of Gryanznuha's mouth twitched.

He seemed to want to laugh, but couldn't help it.

"Even it..."

Gryanznuha whispered, "It wants to go to you too."

"This is--"

Annan's eyes immediately fixed on it.

He felt a strong attraction from it...

His [Heart of Justice] that had been turned into a kindling seed also made an illusory pulsating sound at this moment...

It's like communicating silently with "it".

"—the hand of hope."

Gryanznuha tried his best to maintain his calm expression: "One of the holy bones left in the world.

"If you call me more distantly, you should call me the Holy One of Hope, and I should call you the Holy One of Justice. But I think that is too awkward."

He showed a self-deprecating wry smile: "I will be recognized by [Hope].

"And I haven't done anything, [Hope] is going to leave me-just like my other hopes are also taken away by you."

Gryanznuha looked at Annan.

"I didn't come to kill you, Annan. You don't have to be nervous... There will be no fighting between us."

He sneered: "Because the old grandma won't agree."

As he spoke, he pointed to his body.

The corners of Gryanznuha's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to go up, but he still didn't smile: "What form do you think I survived in? Why do you think my eyes are dark gold?
"If you remember Ivan's appearance as a dragon... you will know that these are the eyes of a dragon. Now I am not even a human being, just a dragon—a dragon without scales.

"So I was the first group of people who knew that the old grandmother had woken up. Rather, Melvin didn't know about it because they were confident... If something like this happened, I would definitely tell them as soon as possible. Since I didn't say anything, there must be no surprises on the old grandmother's side.

"That's why they show themselves to you—isn't it?"

"But you did try to start a rebellion against me, and an assassination attempt on Ivan."

Annan corrected.

"What is that?"

Gryanznuha asked back without shame: "If you can't even decipher this level of conspiracy, and can't parry this level of hostility, what face do you have to say that you can defeat worms?
"What we need is a savior, not a baby in a greenhouse. Under the witness of many righteous gods - I have left enough holes in every conspiracy against you. Rather, there is no conspiracy in this world that can hide Tragedy writer? Since the righteous gods did not stop me, it means that they acquiesced that I will give you experience.

"If you can't even overcome this level of difficulty...then you might as well step down and hand over your qualifications as the savior to me!"

The young man with the golden hand scolded loudly.

(End of this chapter)