The Righteous Player(s) - Chapter 383
[Chapter 379 The Curse of the Dry Soul]
When it was confirmed that Bernardino was under the control of Paper Ji, another question emerged…
Annan was sure that he had never offended this person.
The Bell Ringer never communicated with his clergy, so this could not have been the Bell Ringer’s own instigation;
Bernardino, as the Bell Ringer’s Pope, could not have used the Book of the Crane to do something. what.
He is so dead that he is afraid that he will not be able to fit the Book of Heavenly Chariot with the attribute of “brilliant” at all. I am afraid that he will not be able to see it, let alone touch it and get it.
There is no point and no benefit for him to go against himself.
And he has already learned who the person who holds the book of truth is… There is no need to come to Jiu’er to take the bait, and he can find himself directly through the eyes of passers-by.
… He was as if he wanted to die in front of Annan on purpose.
There is no such thing as sending heads.
“What is your purpose?”
Ignoring Bernardino’s provocation, Annan raised his voice and asked again: “Although you have shot at my people… but I can also trust your words. As long as you can convince me. ”
Then let me go first.”
Facing the inevitable death situation, Bernardino was not afraid at all.
He just let out a low laugh and said in a calm tone, “This is not how chatting should be.”
“—This is not chatting, it is interrogation.”
Annan took a few steps forward, stopped at a certain distance, and gave his indifference ‘s response.
He looked directly at the old man in the wheelchair, as dead as a dry corpse.
Seeing this, the corners of the old man’s mouth rose slightly.
“At this distance, as long as I move my finger, I can hook out your soul…”
Although his whole body was bound by silver chains and his life was passing quickly, the old man just squinted at Annan.
But Annan had no fear.
He was just nimbly playing with two silver coins on the tip of his right finger.
The two silver coins fluttered at his fingertips like butterflies, reflecting the dazzling brilliance of the sun.
“—At will.”
Annan smiled gently: “But do you really want to do this?”
“…Ha.” The
old man stared at Annan’s eyes without the slightest fear, and after a long time he suddenly laughed: ” You are really not afraid.”
He made a hoarse and low voice: “A fool doesn’t know fear, and a hero
has nothing to fear… “Which category are you?
”
“I don’t know.
Annan answered without any hesitation: “It doesn’t matter
.
”
“…It doesn’t matter, does it?”
Seemingly surprised by this answer, Bernardino was silent for a long time.
He
seemed to be thinking about something.
As time went by, Bernardino, who was continuously drawn out of life by the Paper Ji ritual, became weaker and weaker. Just
when Annan couldn’t help thinking about whether to let Zhiji stop first, Bernardino finally spoke up.
He glanced at Zhiji, then looked at Annan again.
He said slowly: ” Do you know that you…
“…the end of your lifespan?”
“Presumptuous!”
Zhi Ji immediately scolded.
Annan was not angry, but asked with interest: “You mean, I’m going to die now?”
“Not now.”
Bernardino corrected: “You’re already dead.”
– that sounds a bit like a curse.
Such thoughts popped up in the minds of the onlookers.
“You want justice?”
“No, I just… hope to communicate with each other.” The
old man’s tone was almost humble: “There are some things that I can’t seek, and certainly can’t find. And there are some things that you don’t. It’s easy to get, and it’s impossible to do.”
Unconsciously, Bernardino changed his name to Annan.
Annan has realized what the purpose of Bernardino’s visit is.
There are probably not many people who know that “Annan” has died once.
If you can’t see through the past, future and fate of the soul, it is impossible to confirm that “Annan” has changed.
And Bernardino obviously did not get the information from the bell ringer, but obtained it by his own magical ability –
to be more precise, it should be confirmed when he stole the memory from Salvatore.” This is not the real Annan”…or determine that the “Annan” of the previous generation is dead, and this is Annan’s “Second Week”.
Based on this situation… Annan already knew what he wanted.
——What Bernardino was looking for was the “Rebirth Skill”.
…so ridiculous.
Annan almost burst out laughing.
Bernardino’s way of fighting was to cause trouble for his enemies by teasing and escaping death; now, as his life draws to a close, he is not thinking about facing the inevitable death, but thinking about how to escape from it. mission.
What an irony.
Is this the Pope of the Bell Ringer?
Dear, the suggestion here is to believe in the skeleton.
Really love love.
Annan raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the old man.
“Just tell me what you want.”
Annan calmly recounted in an unquestionable tone: “As long as the price is right, it’s easy to negotiate.”
Hearing this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.
His face covered with bandages couldn’t make out his expression, but he could vaguely sense that he was relaxed and seemed to understand something.
“…So it is. Did you invent the ritual yourself?”
“It’s really me.”
Annan replied calmly: “But I have been reborn and lost my previous memory. If you ask me how the ritual is carried out, I can’t help it. Answer you.”
In short, let’s admit it, I did use some kind of self-rebirth ritual.
In the face of Annan’s answer, Bernardino did not give up.
He just asked: “I heard that the Pope of the Moth Mother has been passed down from generation to generation, and has risen from the dead… It never has any memory of the previous generation, but is always a soul.
“Are you using the ritual of this field?
Can the rituals and divine arts in the ‘moth’ field supplement one’s soul?
——Sure
enough.
Hearing Bernardino’s question, Annan confirmed his speculation.
… Bernardino has almost burned his soul.
He refined the elements to the extreme, intending to sublimate his soul …But you don’t have a book of truth that can be adapted.
Is he looking for a way to escape death and prolong his life, and plans to snatch it after the book of truth that he can use is born?
“I don’t know.
But from your description, it should be like this.
But what I do know is that there is corresponding knowledge in addition to memory.
”
This should indeed be the magic of the moth domain…”
Bernardino breathed a sigh of relief: “Thank you very much… Your Excellency the Duke.” Annan asked
,
“Speaking of which, what would have happened if I killed you at that time?”
Nuo hesitated for a moment.
The face under the bandages was silent for a while, but he still opened his mouth and replied: “As a reward, I will answer your question.
“I have a curse that has been strengthened to the limit and has an inscription engraved on it.
Anyone who has ever killed me will be bound by the ‘Dry Soul Curse’.
While they are sleeping, memories and knowledge flow to me constantly…that’s one of the reasons why I’m strong.
”
“Oh?
Annan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words.
”
Then may I ask, from whom did you learn of my existence?”
”
…that’s another question, my lord.
”
Bernardino laughed, his voice getting lower and lower, and he slowly lowered his head.
He was finally drained of his life by his own spirit.
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