The Righteous Player(s)

Chapter 528 The trial begins, you arrogant person
It is a language that only Frostspeakers can speak.

The purpose of this language at the beginning of its birth was to carry the mystery of "Winter".

This is the secret from the beginning of creation——

The body of "Job" used by Annan is gradually disintegrating.

The body of a mortal cannot naturally bear the mighty power of the secret of creation.

Like an old photo with dozens of holes burned in soot.His body gradually exposed many holes, and the gray-white blizzard was blown out from these holes.

The invisible and colorless blizzard blew away in all directions centered on Annan.

That is definitely not a snowflake condensed by "water".

In the path of the blizzard, complete silence descends without warning.

There is no wind, but there is no noise.

Only after the ancient words fell... the world turned into a pure and silent gray.

It's like the world has been put on a black and white filter and turned off the sound.

All sounds were gradually swallowed up.

All colors are gradually frozen.

Wherever a blizzard passes, color and sound are completely taken away by it.

It hovers endlessly in the sky, and it is impossible to determine its position with the naked eye.

Only Annan's chanting resounded in the gray and white silent world:
"...it was originally used to describe the stillness of the sky as a dying old man when the earth was born; and the earth's hatred for all that is and is not—"

After An Nanji read this creation knowledge slowly and clearly.

His body has become tattered.Only half of the head remained, and the solitary left eye looked at the huge spider.

Still holding the gun in his right hand, there were a dozen small holes in his right arm; three larger holes in his left arm.Looking in from these loopholes, one cannot see flesh and blood, only something dark and abyss-like.

The world is like pressing the pause button.

The huge spider, which was less than a few meters away from Annan, was already covered by an extremely thin gray-white blizzard.

The chelicerae, which were raised high and lifted off the ground out of fear, have also stood still.

The narrow island beneath Annan turned into a raised iceberg.

Cobwebs in the distance are also covered in ice.

Looking down from the top... It's like a meteorite fell into the icy lake, smashing out spider web-like cracks.

The sun, moon and stars in the sky were all extinguished, leaving only darkness.

——This is a world with only black, white, and gray left.

Even illusory "dreams" can be mercilessly frozen...

This is the real "winter".

crunch.

In the silent world, the sound of boots stepping on the snow sounded alone.

Annan, whose body became riddled with holes because of chanting taboo knowledge, walked slowly in the snow alone.

I can still act by myself.

Annan himself was also surprised by this.

His health value has already warned:
[Health: -1545%]

This data is still falling down... as if his breach is still expanding.

However, Annan was inexplicably confident——

I will never die here.

crunch.

In the gray-white world, Annan slowly approached the frozen giant spider.

It's not that he doesn't want to walk faster, but that he has exhausted all his strength just by moving.

Annan, who is extremely insensitive to pain, does not know the extent of his injuries...

But his spell erased the pain.

This is really...

"--awesome."

Annan grinned, revealing a brilliant smile.

I saw an extremely rare scene.

The right side of his face that was about to disappear made his smile look a bit hideous.

Cannot use spells.

There is no strong body either.

There are no weapons available.

There are no items that can be used for rituals.

Faced with a giant spider that is several stories high... Humans are [impossible] to win.

That's why Grover completely ignored Annan's threats.Leisurely stood aside and chatted with him.

I'm afraid that in the past...someone saw through the truth.

At that time, there was no protection of [Dream].Although it is more unfriendly to the Purifier, it is also easier to see through the truth and realize that "this is a nightmare controlled by someone".

At that time, Grover must be like this...becoming a giant spider, humbly admitting the loopholes pointed out by the other party, accepting all curses and prayers with a smile, or like Don Quixote who challenged the windmill, holding a pitiful knife, Charge the spider with a mortal body.

Let the opponent taste the despair and pain before killing him.

Kill the enemy in a nightmare, then resurrect and kill again-and so on, until the opponent is completely dead here.

"...I thought I was playing Accelerated World."

Annan sneered.

He raised his flintlock, which had turned pure white in the blizzard, and aimed it at the giant spider.

Even until a few days ago... Annan actually didn't think that he could be recognized by the holy bones of "justice".

But seeing such a disgusting person—no, such a disgusting spider.

Yes.

This is a dream, a phantom.

Alice was already dead, and no one would be saved even if the spider was killed.

But from another perspective...

His death was precisely so that more people could be saved.

"If eliminating evil is justice..."

Annan murmured in a low voice.

"Then, I am the judge of justice."

The corners of Annan's mouth turned up even more.

His smile grew wider.

There was a gleam in his eye.

His finger was on the trigger.

The wild laughter was almost unbearable——

He gritted his teeth and grinned, suppressing himself and trying not to laugh out loud—then he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

His voice sounded in the silent world.

"The trial begins—you arrogant man!"

In a world of black, white and gray, metal bullets shoot out from the muzzle.

It rolled up a ballistic line composed of countless circles like the tail smoke of an airplane, piercing through the giant spider's body with incomparable precision.

Start from the head, run through the body, and fly out from behind.

Ordinary projectiles, did not meet any resistance.

It is not the weakening of defense, but the absolute suppression of "static" by "movement".

But at the next instant, a large area of ​​spider web cracks suddenly appeared at the point of contact between the projectile and the spider.

- snap.

It was like breaking ice with a stone.Cracks are densely covered in spiders.

- snap.

The crack continued to expand, spreading into the stagnant air beyond the spider.

Colors began to become chaotic, and subtle sounds began to emerge.

Where the spider was injured, blue, purple, and golden blood flowed out... The blood was like a rainbow, constantly flowing and changing.That is the color of an overflowing soul.

- snap.

The crack further expanded and spread to the entire nightmare world.

Only a small isolated island where Annan was located was safe and sound.

The next moment, the nightmare shattered with a bang.

The isolated island built on the spider web could no longer bear the weight, and fell towards the abyss.

In the moment before the world finally returned to normal colors, Annan saw a huge spider shattered into thousands or tens of thousands of parts.It shattered miserably in the air, and countless fragments of limbs covered in frost exploded like fireworks.

"Ahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Amidst the wild laughter that he could not suppress at last, Annan lost consciousness incomparably carelessly.

(End of this chapter)