Four hundred and fortieth chapters stern grandmother
Annan took out the mirror given to him by the man in the mirror and slowly opened the curtain.
The mirror, which was about the size of an adult's head, did not reflect any image.
It just shines with a pale golden emptiness.
After absorbing Annan's lifespan for a day, Annan's image finally appeared in the light golden mirror. Apart from that, there was still nothing in the mirror... The frost patterns on the inside of the frost tower behind Annan,
It was not reflected in the mirror either.
"——[Ligredo]."
Annan called the old grandmother by her real name in dragon language.
Calling the true name of any god in front of this mirror can summon the other party's reflection in the mirror without consuming the corresponding mysterious knowledge.
After a delay of about two or three seconds.
Visible water waves suddenly appeared in the mirror - a pair of pure white, curved dragon horns carved out of ice grew out of Annan's face; silvery fine dragon scales also appeared at the junction of his cheeks and neck.
His hair turned into the color of snow, and the short hair that originally reached his shoulders grew instantly and spread beyond the mirror. His face turned into a mature and cold look of a man in his mid-twenties.
She is very similar to Annan, Maria and Zhiji. It does not match her name of "grandmother". She looks like Zhiji's sister. And she does have a strong elder temperament.
The old grandmother who was called out by Annan looked deeply into Annan's eyes. The corners of her mouth rose slightly for a moment, and then immediately flattened back.
With a straight face, she said seriously: "It seems that you have found something that can only be done in Noah."
"...Yes, grandma."
Annan was silent for a moment and nodded slowly: "For my friends, I need to defeat a strong enemy.
"So I need to get the influence of the high-level frost domain to complete the 'Winter Breath' ritual. Sorry to disturb you."
Only then did he know what the old grandmother meant when he first met Mr. Bones...that is, when he heard the old grandmother's real name.
[——If you have something that you must do in Noah, just take care of it and come back. Annan, you have grown up. You should act like a man and do what you need to do. I support you.]
What this says and refers to should be exactly what is happening now.
It's not that Annan was asked to beat up a rotten man.
Instead, Annan was asked to beat up Bernardino, the 'Pure Psychic Medium'.
The old grandmother clearly has no ability related to prophecy...but what she said is exactly the problem Annan is facing now.
——She had already seen through Bernardino's mind and guessed what he would do.
Now it seems that Sir Silver is probably the same.
After all, he has lived in the world for thousands of years - he is not the kind of god who does not touch the smoke and holds the throne high, but a god on earth. I am afraid that in addition to their respective strong personalities and desires, the twelve righteous gods are all
An old monster who knows people's hearts.
...If you put it this way.
The mysterious lady told herself at that time that she might not be suitable for the "justice" holy body.
You should really see through your own heart.
So since the old grandmother would suggest that he stay in Noah...does it mean that if it was Annan who was on a weekly trip, he would ignore these troubles and leave directly?
——Then I would rather be who I am now.
Seems to realize what Annan noticed.
The old grandmother nodded slightly.
"You are still a child, so it is natural for me to take care of you. But I will not do everything for you. That way you will not be able to raise a good child, but only a useless person. This is your own destiny and your own mission.
If you want to complete it with your own desires, and if you use your own will to determine the path...then you have to complete it yourself."
"……I know."
"I will give you the influence you want, I will give you blessings and blessings. But I will not protect you from death - you have already made your decision, and you have to do all this at the risk of death. I will not
Belittle the value of your awareness... In this world, awareness itself is an extremely precious asset.
"Listen up, Annan. If Sir Silver wants to protect you and save your life when you fail, you must not accept his kindness, but remember to thank him.
"You have to have confidence in yourself. If you use everything you have now, it is enough to achieve your goals. Leaving yourself any room will only make your sword dull at the critical moment.
"[The powerful enemy that is difficult to defeat] is a snow mountain, and the process of challenging it is a ritual; if you really die at the hands of the Spirit-bearing Monk... I will also kill him to avenge you."
The old grandmother said sternly.
It is different from the tolerance and ease with which Sir Silver and Annan get along.
This frost-scaled dragon king has extremely strict requirements for Annan.
She didn't like Annan using the power of gods to fight while ensuring his immortality - that was not a fight at all, but a slapstick fight and a competition.
"...decided?"
Annan thought for a long time and nodded slowly: "I... I probably understand a little bit."
I'm still too weak...
That's why I can only pray for a miracle. That's why I can only seek refuge.
For the first time, Annan's heart ignited a desire for stronger power and a higher realm.
It's not strong, but pure enough.
Like the first light in a mirror.
As if she had seen through Annan's mind, the old grandmother nodded again.
"Remember this desire, Annan, remember it firmly. When you try to dye your soul, remember it."
The old grandmother spoke a heavy and complicated dragon language: "Listen up, Annan - a strong enemy is wealth.
"Weak enemies are just stumbling blocks. But when an enemy that is too powerful to defeat points his hostility at you... this is a [ritual] in itself.
"Every life and death dilemma is a rare experience. The flowers that bloomed from Noah can never withstand the cold of winter; but the flowers that grow on the land of winter cannot freeze to death."
Strong enemy.Ritual.
The old grandmother kept repeating these two words.
No matter how stupid Annan is, he realizes that this is the tip given by his grandmother.
He suddenly felt shocked and realized something.
"I will, grandma."
Annan said seriously: "I will try my best to fight the enemy fairly and will not seek an escape route or room."
"Good boy."
The old grandmother's tone gradually softened.
Her voice gradually became softer: "Also, just call me grandma.
"To you, I am not that [grandmother]. I am your grandmother."
The old grandmother's image disappeared in the mirror.
The next moment, two lines of prompts appeared in front of Annan's eyes:
[You have obtained a new mark "The highest level influence: Winter Love"]
[This influence will not reverberate, so it will not disappear with the passage of time; while holding this influence, you will no longer receive any influence from the Frost Domain]
Not a high-level influence: the remnants of the god of extreme cold.
It was the "highest level influence" that Annan had never heard of before, one that would not cause nightmares...
…Is this the power that belongs exclusively to the Pope?
Annan vaguely guessed why even if the popes did not use extraordinary power, the power of their rituals was several times that of other bishops.
Because there is still a secret "highest level influence"!
I'm afraid this is a great power that only the Righteous God can bestow... Unfortunately, Annan can only use it to complete one ritual.
——But it’s enough.
Immediately afterwards, several new lines of prompts appeared in front of Annan's eyes:
[You are protected by "Grandma", the god of frost and tradition]
[Within seven days, only triggers when you use a spell from the incapacitation school - your caster level always increases by ten additional levels]
[You have obtained the secret of "Winter", and speaking it out in the language of the Frost Whisperer will trigger an unquenchable blizzard]