Chapter 459 The Great Curse: Black Mammoni (two in one)
Hearing Vladimir's words, Annan narrowed his eyes.
He was silent for a while, then suddenly showed a humble and gentle smile.
"I have no other means..."
Not only was there no fear on his face, there was also no nervousness.
Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief, lifted his own actinic state, and returned to his human appearance.
"--Is it really?"
Annan showed a joking smile and even loosened his grip on the Three Siren's hands.
Seeing Annan's reaction, Vladimir's heart skipped a beat.
He knew that Annan was not the kind of person who was bluffing to pointlessly delay time. This must be something he had overlooked.
Vladimir quickly went over the entire plan in his mind, making sure that there should be no omissions. He vaguely felt that something was not right... but he was not aware of what went wrong.
"You want to force me to use the Three Sirens."
Annan said leisurely: "Since you know the ability of the Three Sirens and can say the name 'Crazy Heart', it means that you did not get the information from Winter.
"——Because none of the Three Sirens in the hands of the Duke of Winter in the past dynasties has this ability."
And the most important thing is.
In fact, the real name of this ability is "Crazy Blood". Although it is very similar, it is still wrong after all.
Vladimir mispronounced its name, but did not show any hesitation. Therefore, he probably did not know the Three Sirens directly, but got some information from other people.
"If my guess is correct, you should have found relevant clues from an elf ruins.
"The mind control ability of 'Crazy Heart' can be used three times, but after the third use, Bai Nu will be unsealed due to the weakening of the seal's power. Only after Bai Nu is re-sealed can the number of uses be filled up."
The first half of this paragraph is information from Chiron. The latter part is Annan's own speculation...but he feels that this speculation should not be wrong.
Because the ability of Crazy Blood is so easy to use, it is impossible for the Elf Emperor not to use it even once.
When the empire disintegrated, Bai Nu did appear briefly.
Not long ago, when Annan got the Three Sirens, the number of [Crazy Blood] had been recharged.
"In other words, the elven emperor must have used this ability to control someone in the past - it is impossible for such an easy-to-use ability to be left unused. In this case, there will be elves who will fight against this ability... You may have rebounded from it.
There may not be any technology with this capability.
"Then there are only two possibilities."
Annan said leisurely: "Either you have gained the ability to fight against the [Three Sirens], and you hope to use my own power to rewrite my sanity.
"Either you don't know how to fight the Three Sirens at all. But you don't want me to use this ability, so you are bluffing and hoping to seal my ability."
Having said this, Annan narrowed his eyes slightly like a cat, lowered his head suddenly, and bit Vladimir's hand.
Vladimir's mouth was immediately bitten and blood flowed.
But Vladimir did not attack Annan because of pain.
He quietly retracted his hand, looked deeply at the fresh scars left on his hand, and said nothing as if he was thinking about something.
"Of course, the two choices you gave me - I won't choose either one."
Annan said calmly: "You have always seen through fate and learned the 'original development trajectory of fate', but you still ignored some things. In other words, you never considered that possibility in the first place."
He held the Three Siren tightly.
"A tragedian...?"
Vladimir murmured.
Annan chuckled: "That's right - this was originally a murder, but also a conspiracy. In any case, this is the domain of the tragedy writer, and you can't ignore such an obvious point.
"Then there is only one possibility.
"——The tragedian is assisting you. Or, you think he is assisting you... Or, perhaps, 'one of the tragedians' is assisting you."
"one of them……"
Vladimir repeated the term.
"Sophocles—it's you."
Annan said calmly: "Why did Vladimir talk about so many gods, but he didn't mention you?
"I'm afraid it's because his actions were directed by you."
"Oh, then you misunderstood me."
A voice full of malice sounded in a low voice: "How can this be called instigation..."
It can be heard that the voice is undoubtedly the same person as the "Melanpos" that Annan saw in the mirror before, but his voice is completely different.
His right hand rested on Vladimir's right shoulder. He appeared quietly without warning.
He is not like Melampos, who has his hair neatly slicked back and wears a formal suit similar to a black suit.
Instead, he was wearing something very similar to Professor Gray's...a white toga with some purple decorations. His big hands, like those of a basketball player, were holding a booklet casually with one hand. And his
The hair is also messy and spread freely, emphasizing the extremely natural state.
It is different from Melanpos's state, because the toga robe exposes more parts of his body, and you can see the clear muscles on his body.
His whole person looked like a perfect sculpture that had come to life.
"--this is Love."
Sophocles was so convinced that he made a low voice.
He raised the book in his hand with one hand and recited affectionately, as if he was immersed in it. His magnetic and vibrato voice made him sound like a poet: "I only sing for my own ears."
, I only listen to songs that make me happy. My tongue only produces powerful words for myself. My hands only doodle and work for myself. My feet are like wild horses, wandering in the wild according to my own will.
sex run——
"But only my eyes - my eyes are not mine.
"What I see in my eyes is not my own world. It is the light in everyone's eyes...
"Thus I conclude! I am not a human being, nor am I a light. I am a person who sees the light, a person who sees the heavenly chariot!"
——That's a verse from "In Praise of the Name of the Sky Crane".
Sophocles' right hand left Vladimir's shoulder.
"Crane——"
He bent down to Annan and bowed respectfully: "I praise the sky carriage."
But because the gesture was too respectful, it seemed a bit strange.
At this time, Vladimir finally raised his head and looked deeply at Sophocles.
Sophocles' sudden appearance was obviously beyond his control.
Although Annan is still not out of his control... Vladimir has vaguely felt that something is wrong.
——How about a direct sneak attack and kill Annan first?
Such thoughts came into his mind.
But he immediately overturned this idea.
inappropriate.
Sophocles suddenly appeared here. He couldn't just come to watch the play up close.
He could indeed attack Annan without Annan noticing - after all, Annan was just a powerful Silver-level transcendent. But it was impossible to attack Annan without Sophocles noticing.
Because Sophocles was the god of murder.
Before figuring out what Sophocles was trying to do when he suddenly appeared here... Vladimir did not intend to take action easily.
He believed that Annan must not have guessed that Sophocles would suddenly come over and muddy the waters. At this time, they were fair and reciprocal.
Although I don't know what Sophocles did here.
But Annan knew Sophocles better than Vladimir.
——The possibility that Sophocles made a special trip to watch the play exists. And it is completely possible...
Although Annan doesn't want to admit it, he is indeed half a pope of tragedians nowadays.
And if we extrapolate from the results.
Since the tragedian thought there would be something to watch...
The corners of Annan's mouth raised slightly.
He knew it in his heart.
"—Besides, Vladimir."
Annan moved his eyes away from Sophocles, looked at Vladimir again, and declared softly: "You have overlooked one thing.
"I answered one of your questions before. You asked me why the person whose destiny I changed was not you? I said...
"——Because you betrayed me."
His voice gradually became louder: "And this -"
"It's your sin."
A clear and soft voice sounded behind Annan.
Only the barefoot girl with a broken shackle on her left foot appeared quietly behind Annan.
She wore a short white skirt without any decoration, long boots on her right leg, pure white stockings, and long white gloves on both arms. She wore a silver princess crown that looked like thorns on her head, and her left eye was closed tightly.
, the right eye is a gentle, watery sapphire green.
She held a heavy code in her hands with a serious expression.
"I'm looking."
She pronounced: "I have been watching you, traitor.
"In front of me, you can't even think of hurting Annan at all."
——The god of resistance and the forgiver of sins.
The judge of all those who rebel against the pure and righteous, and the leader of those who rebel against the dark and corrupt ways.
The god who was saved by Annan himself.
The desolate and withered world, and the green and vibrant world, are the dividing line between Annan and Vladimir, symmetrical like mirror images.
Annan and Vladimir, each holding a staff or a scepter, emitting light or black mist, stared at each other.
The pardoner and the tragic poet stood behind them respectively, holding or holding a book, with serious expressions or smiling faces.
It's like the world is split into two.
Miraculous mirror image.
"...the new god created by you."
Vladimir took a deep breath and his expression became more serious: "I did ignore her.
"In other words, she did not exist in this world until my plan was almost completed."
Not to mention the time when he betrayed me.
Because it’s been too long, and because I’m too confident.
It actually made him forget... that he was once a betrayer.
In other words, he actually has a past of serving others.
"The existence of gods transcends the first level of history."
Annan said calmly and gently: "Therefore, it can be said that this is your fate. When you choose to become a betrayer, everything is doomed.
"Your failure was your failure at the beginning - when you just started to want to resist fate."
"what are you talking about?"
Vladimir interrupted Annan: "I haven't failed yet, Your Majesty."
"You want Sophocles to stand up for you?"
The corner of Annan's mouth raised slightly: "The final judgment of the betrayer is before your eyes. Or... do you want to abandon the darkness and turn to the light?
"But can you take it? Can it pay for all the sins you have committed?"
In the face of sinners, the authority of the rebellious God is absolute.
The magical ability to discover, stop, and punish betrayers... makes Vladimir, a traitor, unable to escape.
Annan was the one who was betrayed by him.
Everything seems to be destined.
In other words, it is precisely because of the existence of Annan that there is such a "destiny".
"of course not."
Vladimir took a deep breath: "Of course I will not place my hope on the stupidity of others. Since I can prepare everything and hold the initiative... then of course I am also prepared for another path.
"——That's not a happy path. I won't have any good results, but even so...
"...At least, even if the gods stand in front of me, they can't stop me."
As he spoke, he turned his right hand slightly, as if he was holding something.
The Absolver is a very young new god.
She was born less than two months ago and doesn't understand many things.
But she also instinctively sensed something was wrong——
【Judgment】
She opened her mouth and spoke the words.
【Beheading】
Those were not any mortal words, and it was not even possible to determine whether there was any sound.
That is the highest level of "edict".
A command to the whole world.
There was no flash of sword or shadow, and no attack movements could be seen from her.
Vladimir's head suddenly rolled off his body.
There is no doubt that he is dead.
The Pardoner's sentence is absolute.
When she chooses not to forgive her sins, when the words of forgiveness are silent.
The traitor's vitality will be instantly extinguished.
--but.
Vladimir's eyes did not close.
That's not to die in peace.
His mouth was still talking.
"I have also thought that if I got it... does it mean that among the countless fates in the future, I will one day use it. Now that I think about it, it is indeed the case.
"Just like the shotgun that appeared at the beginning of an opera, it will be fired at the end. There is no turning back for me.
"If this is my destiny - then at least let me defeat the Sky Crane."
His head rolled to the ground and kept narrating.
"Even death can't stop him..."
Annan murmured.
Vladimir said calmly: "That's right.
"The power of a great spell is, to a certain extent, higher than that of gods. It cannot be used against gods, nor can it give its holder the power to defeat gods.
"——However, its existence allows people to defeat God."