Chapter two hundred and seventy seventh madman line
After being freed from restraints and treated for wounds.
Jacob just sat there, looking at Annan with some confusion.
"...Do you just trust me so much? I even arranged a ritual for you before...I just surrendered to you..."
Not even a minute.
This middle-aged man with hair the color of withered grass opened his mouth but stopped talking.
——You misunderstood, actually it’s because you don’t understand how strong I am.
Annan thought silently in his heart.
Even if Jacob really teleports them to the encirclement... I'm afraid Zolgen will start killing them, and the four dark quarters will start bombing everywhere.
Only in places where there is no need to worry about accidentally injuring friendly troops or affecting innocent people, the dps of the destruction wizard will be particularly high.
And if you really encounter danger.
Annan could completely insert a teleportation point in place, then open the teleportation point for free, infinite resurrection, and then rush to the original place to start writing the copy of the main mission...
Oh no, the main quest is not enough.
If you want to summon the player's body protection urgently, you should open a limited-time event, confirm that the points for killing the target are rewarded and the target cannot be reborn, and then open the redemption in the limited-time points store...put an invitation code in it, free teleportation permissions, and limited-time unlimited resurrection permissions.
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Although players open teleportation points, three people need to fight three nightmares and stay there for a week - but that is actually a restriction specially placed by Annan on players. The purpose is to urge them not to forget to level up, and to purify the local nightmares.
Do some good deeds and gain some reputation.
There is no limit to how he can arrange teleport points himself, just like resurrecting players. You can insert a teleport point under your feet at any time if you like.
The setting of teleportation consumption of experience is also an additional setting of Annan. This purpose is to limit the high-frequency displacement of players...in order to control players to stay in a certain area for a long time and infiltrate into the local residents.
If Annan really fully opens the authority to teleport and resurrect at will, and even encourages them to kill people, then the players will really be the fourth natural disaster - plowing through the ground fearlessly like locusts. In this world, the dead
People will not be refreshed... If the players really go crazy, even if there are only 600 people, it will be enough to bulldoze the entire world.
You know, grasshoppers are gentle, cute, and even edible when they live alone. But if the concentration of grasshoppers is too high and they become gregarious creatures...then they will be yellow locusts.
In a sense, the same is true for players.
Annan has confirmed it many times... In this world, we should be thankful that Annan, the planner, has mastered the Book of Heavenly Cars, and not some world-destroying demon king who has no understanding of the players.
If there is really no guidance or control over the players... just four pages of the Book of Heavenly Cars are enough to assemble a demon army that must be resisted by the entire continent.
Annan is naturally the player's backer.
But in fact - players are also Annan's backers.
From this point of view, Annan actually sealed the power of the "Book of Heavenly Cars" on his own. But he did not seal it with any ritual or curse... but with his own morality and conscience.
Let all players wreak havoc in this world, and of course they can collect resources very quickly, allowing them to grow rapidly.
This means that a large number of innocent people will die, and the world will instantly fall into chaos.
Attacking wizard towers in groups, teaming up to assassinate extraordinary beings who have no hatred, attacking high-level hunters guarding national borders, illegal smuggling, and even getting angry when discovered and starting to become Wushuang... and even deliberately plundering villages and towns to attract regular troops.
Attacking ordinary people or destroying buildings to test their skills, directly entering other people's rooms to rob, robbing merchants or destroying railways, digging graves and taking away the wealth of the dead - these are all "some kind of futures" that can be foreseen.
Just like it is impossible to expect players to obey traffic rules in the game.
That is to say, Annan used his "favorability" and "transportation and death loss experience level" to restrain them, so that the players gradually integrated into this world... and finally decided to embark on a glorious and noble path.
Annan doesn't think he is a good person.
——But he also doesn’t want to be a despicable person.
It's not their fault that players do evil things because they have no scruples. Because they are not originally from this world, and the mechanism allows them to do so... They are just pretending. At most, they are "ruining other people's games"
experience” this level of sin.
But Annan has the ability and authority to guide the players. He has a way to reverse this possibility - if he understands but doesn't do it, then this is Annan's sin.
Like a "shepherd wolf".
Players...or in other words, these souls summoned from the other side of the dream world by the "Book of Heavenly Cars", these visitors from other worlds given simulated bodies by the "Book of Heavenly Carts" are just Annan's herds.
Now they will be restrained, it's just that Annan "doesn't want to"... not that he can't.
But Jacob obviously didn't understand this at all.
He doesn't know about the Book of Truth, let alone how terrifying the players are.
In his opinion, Annan was just a young archduke who dared to directly step into the enemy's nest with "only five" subordinates.
On this basis...he also began to worry about Annan's safety:
"Otherwise, I will send you their address. Your Majesty, please send troops to station there first, and then go in to review them."
"——Then, if we have their specific locations."
Annan turned to Zolgen and asked, "Can the frost beast troops defeat them?"
"There is nothing to discuss."
Zolgen replied in a low voice: "It is okay to pay a certain price... The power of the frost beast cannot be resisted, but the soldiers who control the frost beast will suffer casualties.
"If they don't hide any traps or special weapons, and under my command, the casualties should be controlled to less than 300 people - more than 280 of them are human soldiers... the war will be over within two weeks."
What he meant was that the real loss would only be twenty frost beasts.
A negligible price.
Those who will join the Frost Beast Army are basically felons, and they are nothing more than consumables. Only a very small number of young people will risk their lives to enter the Frost Beast Army and come into contact with Frost Beasts.
...But, it's too slow.
Two weeks’ time…
If the other party wants to destroy something or activate something, it will definitely be too late.
"It's better for us to open a gap from the inside first."
Annan said calmly: "He who can do the hard work - I am not a father, so don't underestimate my fighting ability.
"They shouldn't die here. At least they shouldn't die in the battle with their compatriots... Although the Far North Brotherhood is conducting forbidden research, colluding with the fallen, studying frost beasts, and violating many taboos. But before they really raise their flag of rebellion...
…The troops they lead, their staff and bodyguards are still my subjects.
"Then, at least I should kill them myself."
——This guilt and experience.
I'll be responsible for it alone.
Annan said in a deep voice.
...should I bear this sin personally?
Jacob's pupils shrank slightly.
Such bravery and magnanimity--it really made Jacob's heart surge.
He finally realized...
This is a completely different type of ruler from the all-rounded Grand Duke Ivan, who has extraordinary political wisdom.
——He also completely gave up admonition.
He read the unswerving determination in Annan's eyes.
...Whether this is foolhardy or reckless, or the courage to lead the way, I can judge with my eyes.
Jacob thought and smiled sincerely.
"Is there any wine, Your Majesty?"
He straightened up and spoke softly.
"——There is blood thorn wine."
The person who answered was the silent Zhuo Ya: "This is a specialty of Wrangel Province and cannot be bought elsewhere."
There was some malice in her words.
Blood thorn wine is indeed a specialty of Wrangel Province, and it is indeed not available elsewhere. But this is not because it is in short supply... but because it is really unpleasant to drink.
Because blood thorn is not some kind of fruit, but a kind of medicine that can make people's heart beat faster.
The last time Annan heard about Blood Thorn was the "Blood Impulse Potion" given by Salvatore.
This is a decoction made from blood thorns as the main ingredient, mixed with the two cursed materials "madman's blood" and "mad cow's blood" under the protection of transformation spells, and boiled in an iron pot for five hours.
It can make people's strength surge in a short period of time and fill them with bloodlust. But if the technique is not good, it may cause some side effects - such as loss of sanity, high blood pressure, or damage to the liver.
And this blood thorn wine is also harmful to the liver and difficult to drink.
It is extremely sour and tastes like an underripe kiwi. After drinking it, the body will temporarily become stronger... If it is described in terms of attributes, it is [Strength +0.5
】Degree.
"Well, this will do."
Jacob took the bottle from Zoya without hesitation.
He did not take the wine glass, but directly held up the bottle and drank heavily - the wine flowed down his chin and soaked his chest.
There was no taste at all, and it was like swallowing bitter soup in one gulp.
Rather than tasting wine...it's more about emboldening myself and seeking that hint of intoxication.
No matter what, he thought.
Regardless of whether this operation succeeds or fails, it will definitely leave its name in history.
With only five bodyguards at his side, the young Grand Duke, who was only fifteen years old... accepted the allegiance of a strange foreign spy who had just tried to assassinate him, and was willing to let the other party teleport him to the hinterland of the hostile nobles who wanted his death.
middle.
There was no gold-level transcendent to protect him, and no cardinal. No soul-stealing spell was used to control Jacob's will.
And all this is just because... he doesn't want the criminals of the Frost Beast Army to kill each other with his own people.
...This is such an arrogant fool.
How about using this as a grand sacrifice, first to the Dionysus, the Wolf of the Valley? If they fail, then give everything to the other side of the Wolf of the Valley - the tragedian.
This is what a drunkard does!
Jacob raised his head, and the high-strength wine poured into his throat - making his heart beat fiercely.
He drank a bottle of bloody thorn wine in one gulp.
"I will go with you."
Jacob whispered firmly.
A hazy thought appeared in his mind.
Ah, even after so long...
I still feel like I’m not used to drinking wine in the cold winter.