Chapter 448 I will lead the charge(1/2)
【Annan’s Sword】
【Genre: Weapons/Edits (Dark Blue)】
【Description: Don Juan Gerant’s original noble sword was strong, light and beautiful; after being used by Annan Lingdong with frost sword technique many times, the internal damage was damaged, which made the sword blade even colder. Now the internal damage has been repaired by Salvatore.】
[Effect: The holder will suffer from a curse "Extreme Cold Cut"]
【Extreme Cold Cutting: When it causes "cut" damage to living enemies, it can cause additional frost and cold damage that is difficult to dispel; when it causes "cut" damage to ghost and spirit enemies, it can completely convert this damage to frost and cold damage]
……ah.
It's a weapon similar to that [white guillotine].
The sword was too heavy and huge to be carried.
So Annan only brought three spells with the hand of the elf, Annan's bone-clearing knife, Annan's sword, and a backpack used to hold the bone-clearing knife... The healing potion was also stored here by Annan.
"Then, I'll leave."
Annan and Salvatore said seriously: "Leave them all together to me.
"Believe me."
Then he nodded to Sir Silver who appeared beside the two of them at some point.
Before Salvatore could respond, Sir Silver threw a silver coin at Annan.
As if transformed into a afterimage - Annan disappeared in front of Salvatore in an instant.
"...I haven't said goodbye to him yet."
Salvatore lowered his hands a little decadently.
He murmured in a low voice: "Live...Annan..."
"Let's tell him when he comes back."
Sir Silver advised Salvatore gently to the somewhat lost Salvatore.
The next moment, he threw a silver coin himself.
In an instant, he disappeared from the spot and followed Annan.
Their location is about two hundred meters away from the burning black tower of Zedi.
At this distance, Annan already felt a strong wave of heat coming towards him.
But when the heat waves approached Annan, they were naturally cooled by the air conditioner exhaled by Annan. The ground at Annan's feet also burst out with tiny cracks due to the sudden cold air.
“…is it just inside.”
"yes."
Sir Silver nodded calmly and made a suggestion: "But you have one more thing, you are not ready."
"……besides?"
Annan was about to say that he had already reached the limit of what he could prepare.
Even a half-step god can fight.
Sir Silver just shook his head.
"Do you know... why he is your fifth mirror?
"Because you and him are using the power of others to achieve your goals. The fifth brilliance of the sun is the light reflected in the world's eyes... In other words, the similarity between you and him and the opposite is-"
"…His undead, with my players?"
Annan suddenly understood everything.
So, will Sir Silver let himself... finish Henry VIII's funeral first?
Could it be that Henry VIII suddenly passed away and I still have my fault?
It's because I have to give me this strength immediately, so...
Annan dispelled this hesitation.
"What am I hesitating..."
He murmured in a low voice: "There is only one enemy.
"Then use all your strength - kill him."
If you say you have to use all your strength, then don’t even save a slight amount of effort.
The players are powerless to fight against the pure medium, but they are immortal and are enough to fight against the undead... at least they can give Annan a safe back.
"I see……"
In the palm of Annan's right hand, the rune that looked like a power button gradually lit up.
He closed his eyes and whispered, "If you can hear it, please help me..."
At this moment, Annan saw two new buttons in his backstage:
[Generate promotional video] and [Setting transmission point].
The second one is fine... When did the one in front come out?
Annan was stunned for a moment.
He was too used to using his power, but he forgot that he was not alone.
——He has never been alone.
He is not a monarch who can be bullied by others and alone.
"But it's five-thirty in the morning..."
How many people can be summoned with such an urgent call?
For them, it's just a game.
Although players already know that this is a real alien world, what you get from here is no benefit to their essence.
I can't take any superpowers back.
I can't bring back any treasures.
Everything is just a sacrifice.
Disturbing their dreams, or destroying their work and study plans to work and school... make them unprepared as a tool in Annan's hands to challenge powerful enemies.
How many people will come?
Annan murmured in a low voice and closed his eyes.
No matter how many people he calls, he will definitely win.
Under their gaze, we won the victory with dignity.
Generation, promotional video—
After Annan clicked the button, the world in front of him was suddenly pulled open.
Climbing like an illusion.
The hand that stretches out upwards, the light in the abyss.
The light suddenly expanded.
Annan saw Salvatore and many apprentices walking between the black towers of Zedi.
Salvatore caught up with a girl, patted her on the shoulder, and asked, "Is there really no problem? I think you are still a little hesitant."
"No...teacher, actually there is still..."
The girl whispered shyly: "It's just that I don't have the nerve to say..."
"Just say it straight. Everyone won't laugh at you."
Salvatore rubbed his dark circles, revealing his signature dead fish eyes, and his signature gentle tone: "We are a family."
As the picture changed, Annan saw the wizard apprentices whispering lazily in class. Clarence frowned and scratched the blackboard with his long fingernails, making an unbearable creaking sound.
"Listen to the class!"
He sings sternly: "What should you do in the future if you don't listen to the class now?"
A boy below muttered in a low voice: "We don't necessarily have a future..."
Then, he was stared at by Clarence and lowered his head awkwardly.
As the picture turns, Clarence confronts the younger Bernardino in the black mud.
"How are my students?"
Clarence asked Bernardino coldly.
And countless golden chains locked Bernardino.
The picture moved towards Bernardino... revealing the corner of his mouth that suddenly raised slightly and showed a disdainful smile.
To be continued...