Super Righteous Player-Chapter 1152 - 203: It Can Also Be Defeated from the Outside
Chapter 1152: Chapter 203: It Can Also Be Defeated from the Outside
That voice was——
Annan turned his head back in astonishment.
But on that television set, he saw the profile of a white-haired girl looking rather silly.
She was ranting about something, while being pulled along by someone next to her.
Having not seen another living soul for so long, Annan took a moment to recognize the face as Husky’s.
——The players!
But how... how did they get here?
Annan was somewhat surprised.
They shouldn’t have been able to advance to Gold.
Players have shallow desires and lack adaptability to Elemental Power. Advancing to silver wasn’t difficult, but hardly anyone possessed the adaptability to reach Gold level.
Annan had planned to wait until this event was over before returning to Winter to help the players defeat a few demons from The Void World and advance them in rank.
The players possessed virtual souls.
Their true souls were always stored in the Book of the Celestial Chariot, and what controlled their bodies were only the illusory man-made souls.
They were not capable of handling Genesis-level Transcendent knowledge.
Unless...
Annan turned back and stared blankly at the players.
The twenty-plus individuals who had been backstabbing and dragging each other down had all been replaced by players.
All were faces Annan was quite familiar with.
Lin Yiyi, Four Dark Mahjong Hands, Longjing Tea, Tasty Goose in the Wind, Defu, Husky, Thirteen Spices, A Dian, Jiu’er...
——They formed a grand group of twenty-five and entered into the "Active Hell".
They’re here to...
Save me?
Life and color slowly returned to Annan’s somewhat vacant pupils.
The camera focused as Longjing Tea spoke solemnly, "Haven’t seen you for a long time, Annan. I know you can see us—at least that’s what Chiron said."
"Not addressing me as ’Your Majesty’ anymore, hm..."
Annan murmured helplessly.
Yet despite the players’ impertinence, the corners of Annan’s mouth rose once more.
He could hardly remember... when was the last time he had laughed.
He watched the group of players intently, filled with longing.
Just like a mother, a grandmother watches over her children.
"Listen, we’re pretty much aware of the predicament you’re in—"
"After entering the nightmare, you haven’t come out. It’s been over a month now.
"A week after you entered the nightmare, Mister Salvatore detected something wrong with your soul reaction. He called us over, and together we sought Chiron.
"We found a way to free Chiron, to prognosticate the predicament you’re in now. And we came to understand the problem—
"If Lord Chiron is not mistaken, you must be in a state of ’the sacrifice not being filled’, right?
"You need more souls who’ve reached Gold rank, or who possess Genesis-level knowledge, to enter this nightmare... Only then you will be able to fight the real enemy, am I correct?"
...Close enough.
Though the essence is quite different, thankfully the meaning is on point.
Annan nodded.
His somewhat stiffened brain was gradually waking up through these dialogues.
He realized what this meant.
——This truly was a cage that couldn’t be opened from the inside.
As long as the "Sevenfold Despair’s Echo" was not completed, the main quest on Annan’s side could never be initiated.
But on the other hand...
If some strength continues to be poured in from the outside?
"Watch us—"
Lin Yiyi stated firmly, "Not because of the so-called ’main quest’ you’ve set up for us."
Husky continued, "But because you’ve brought us to this world—"
"Because you genuinely treated us as friends, not as pawns or tools."
"We’re not fools. Ever since advancing to the silver rank, our memories improved by tenfolds and our bodies became healthier..."
"One of my abs somehow turned into eight-pack abs out of nowhere!"
"And now that you are truly in danger, there’s no way we would turn a blind eye."
"——Not calling on your bros when facing a boss, what, you think you’re too good for us?"
...It’s not that I’m too proud to call, I just had no signal to call for help.
As Annan thought this, his lips involuntarily curved into a smile.
He understood how the players had come in—they really hadn’t advanced to Gold, nor could they possess knowledge of Genesis.
So they split a Genesis-level knowledge into many parts—entering en masse under the name of a group!
Thus, other instances also...
Annan’s eyes slowly brightened.
He forcefully suppressed his growing anticipation and finished watching the recording marked "147."
Then, he immediately opened another tape.
First was the world marked "369," a blue world.
Floating above solid ice, frozen within... Which players could enter that world?
Did they plan to go AFK when trapped? But I can’t even access the forums here, could they actually log out properly?
What if their own bodies suffer problems after staying too long in this Otherworld-level nightmare?
Annan, concerned for their well-being, pressed the remote control.
And then his pupils dilated.
—Because the one entering this world was not any player.
It was his sister, Maria Rime.
She stood majestic and erect, frozen in the solid ice.
She couldn’t open her mouth, so she couldn’t utter a word. She just calmly looked towards the distant town.
The sky around her gradually darkened, the storm gathering thunder, blowing the ice-bound ship swiftly forward.
That was "Elemental Power" of the storm, belonging to Maria, belonging to the generations of the Lady of the Storm!
"...Sister came to rescue me, too?"
Annan first felt a surge of joy.
But then, fear followed.
He could almost imagine how his sister would scold him once he left this nightmare.
He couldn’t help but shrink his neck, muttering softly: "Why do they have to spill everything..."
The next moment, Annan couldn’t wait to open the recording marked "258," the [white] one.
This nightmare, created by a predecessor who had written "Odes to the Celestial Chariot" and had cleared it before the nightmare corrupted, now belongs to one who is vacant.
But within it, Annan saw an unexpected figure—
"Kafney?!"
Annan’s eyes widened, and he exclaimed in astonishment: "What is she doing here? Is Noah no longer needed? If she really gets trapped..."
"My lord..."
Kafney, wearing a gray cloak, lifted her head to look at the sun and murmured to herself: "The hero who saved us all in the past, even without praise, even when no one knew..."
The sunlight shone on her face—her eyes, having not seen the sun for so long, struggled to open.
The shadow under her skirt stretched out on its own, forming a smoky, semi-transparent visor in front of her eyes, akin to sunglasses.
The sun of this world was not as gentle as Mr. Radiance.
As a shadow demon, her body was even dissolving in such strong sunlight. She had to continuously draw shadows from the environment to repair herself.
But she never feared being burnt. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
Physical pain was preferable to the anxiety in her heart.
A deep red flash passed through her pupils.
Kafney whispered softly: "This time, it’s my turn to rescue you.
"No matter what, I’ll get you out."
"Kafney..."
Annan murmured softly.
They were all crazy.
The Tower Master abandoned the Wizard’s Tower, the queen abandoned her nation. Players, who don’t live in this world, even temporarily abandoned their bodies...
Annan had almost guessed who the friend was in that green world—
As Annan opened the tape marked "456."
A man in a black and red high-collar robe, with a calm demeanor yet seemingly filled with rage, stood with his hands in his pockets amidst a raging inferno.
His right eye had turned into a dark golden slit pupil, with cracks around the eye socket, as if one-third of his cheek was burned.
His right arm had become a complete demon’s hand, and from his shoulder extended a third grotesque and massive hand, inlaid with gold and red jewels.
It was with that raised third hand that he was casting spells automatically, endlessly burning this ever-expanding green sea.
"—I thought you wouldn’t fall for such a simple trap."
The man replied briefly: "If you want to know something, go to Husky and the others. I don’t want to talk right now.
"Let’s go back and I’ll let Maria Lady teach you a lesson together."
Although there was a great change in his temperament, and even his tone had slightly changed.
Annan would not be mistaken.
"Saul..."
Annan murmured: "No—
"Is he... the real [Salvatore]?"
