The Righteous Player(s) - Chapter 907

[Chapter 429 Accomplices and Accomplices]

It is completely different from Annan, who was confused about the future when he first met the Faceless Poet.

Today Annan is confident and calm.

He clearly saw the fate of the past and the future.

They meet at their feet – as the saying goes, fate is the rut of the sky.

——Only he has no option to retreat.

Annan must make a choice.

Correspondingly, the world will change for him.

Seeing the bright light in Annan’s eyes today, the faceless poet is overjoyed.

“That’s great! Too—good, mate!”

Her voice rose a little again, and even the rumbled Salvatore rumbled in her ears and her brain was shaking: “I’ll keep watching you. ”

…I had a problem last time.”

Annan suddenly said, “Why do you call me a ‘partner’? Maybe I forgot a very important memory… Before we, were we really good friends? ?”

“We are not friends. But we are companions.”

The Faceless Poet said without any hesitation: “We come from one place and walk in the same direction – we are not friends, nor close friends, but the relationship is stronger than that. “We are

comrades

-in-arms, colleagues, partners, accomplices, and accomplices.

“You can always trust me… Annan.”

– Who are you?

Annan was silent for a moment.

He swallowed the words back.

He knew that this question would not be answered.

Since the Faceless Poet has already said this, she will not answer this question further.

He seemed to realize what Annan was thinking.

The faceless poet’s mouth widened.

Like a ghost in a cartoon – her mouth was exaggeratedly split, revealing a smile that was closer to horror: “I think, the question you want to know now…is the position of Nicholas and Philip.”

“That’s right… …Huh?!”

Annan just nodded.

He suddenly realized that something had crashed into his head.

That’s a very light bump.

If you want to describe it, it’s like being hit on the forehead by a ping-pong ball.

Annan felt that something suddenly appeared in his mind… ——It

was information.

He quickly realized what it was.

Annan focused his attention and saw Nicholas II.

The one with pure white curly hair and emerald green pupils – Annan inexplicably thought of the pure white sundae on the transparent plastic cup holding the apple mirinda.

… This is not the association that Annan would generate.

Annan quickly responded.

Is this… a memory belonging to the Faceless Poet?

Why would the Faceless Poet have… a certain appetite for Nicholas II?

As soon as the answer was guessed, Annan was surprised.

But he didn’t bother much about it.

He looked closely and saw a “flower” butterfly floating in the air.

—Yes ,

one flower.

Although it is a very strange description… but that butterfly, it is reminiscent of a translucent rose.

It was like a blood-sucked, covered glass slide.

A very beautiful blood-colored butterfly, fluttering across the sky.

But there are no flowers around.

—Only fresh, open-air corpses.

There are men and women, children and old people.

There are at least thirty of them—the limbs are all incomplete, but they are not brutally severed, but dissected corpses with layers of fat and layers of muscle.

Those extremely beautiful butterflies, which were as light as crystals and seemed to shatter at the touch of a touch, landed on these corpses.

As they sucked blood, the crystal butterfly wings behind them gradually changed from pink to dark red.

On the corpse, a symbol similar to “infinity” appeared.

And Nicholas II was very serious, took out an extremely thin transparent leaf that looked like a maple leaf, and pressed it towards a fresh corpse that was still hot.

The skin of the corpse was cut with great care – Nicholas II was rubbing something out of it.

Annan quickly realized what he was doing.

– Nicholas II collecting human nerves.

Combining the corpses with only bones left, the corpses whose abdomens were cut open, and the corpses whose muscle layers were carefully separated… Annan suddenly knew what Nicholas II was doing.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

“He’s…

“Creating cyborgs from scratch?”

”

Annan did not forget that in Nicholas II’s memory, all knowledge about androids was deleted by the gods.

He is just a missing body whose memory has been modified.

But he returned to this one On the road… Without anyone to guide him and no one to mislead him, I don’t know what happened to Nicholas II, and as a result, he returned to the direction of “artificial human technology”!

And, those corpses They

are all fresh.

Although I don’t know where Nicholas II got them from… But their existence time, even if you add the barrier for insurance, is at most three days at most.

Considering the time when Annan arrived at Noah Just yesterday.

He may have started this experiment again from yesterday!

And now he has even finished sampling… His experiments are progressing extremely fast!

If Annan didn’t realize him, maybe before Annan left Noah, he could restore this forbidden technology that was sealed!

Annan even saw some shivering children alive in the iron cage!

The number is very large, at least more than forty people.

Their eyes were terrified and their expressions extremely helpless.

Philip’s head, along with a small part of his spine, floated in a nutrient tank, his eyes closed, and there was no ceremony.

And this jar was connected to a larger instrument… And the liquid in the nutrient jar made Annan feel unusually familiar.

——That crimson liquid is the liquid sage’s stone.

It seems that Philip and these children were used for another experiment…or, perhaps, as experimental or ritual material.

“This is what is happening now.”

The faceless poet said meaningfully: “Then, Annan…what will you do?

“Stop him immediately?

Or… wait for his experiment to end first?

“It only takes three days – this technology will be developed by him. And Philip will also die. If he kills him at that time, the benefits will undoubtedly be the greatest.”

whispered like a demon.

Although Salvatore on the side didn’t see anything, he still looked at Annan for the first time.

He was silent and didn’t say anything to influence Annan’s decision, but there was some worry in his eyes.

And Annan subconsciously tightened his coat that belonged to Salvatore, and said without hesitation, “Is there any need to ask?”

His eyes were as bright as ever:

“—Of course, he is going to save people!

“I saw the blood butterfly, and he must be in the blood butterfly valley now! The dead cannot be rescued, but since I can see that there are children who can be rescued, I will definitely be able to save it!”

he said, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com with both hands stretched out into the void.

Annan quickly edited the task-to gather all the players who could be called.

——Going to open the boss again!

Annan’s answer made the faceless poet startled.

She looked at Annan silently and dazedly as if she had not expected such an answer at all.

It was as if through Annan, something was seen.

“…That’s the case.”

As if awakened from a dream, the faceless poet’s voice was a little lower and less sharp: “That’s the case, mate.”

She came over and raised her white and young hand: “Come on Let’s do it.”

With a snap, Annan raised his right hand and patted the faceless poet’s raised hand.

“Naturally,”

he replied as a matter of course.

The Faceless Poet took a deep breath, and his whole body suddenly collapsed and turned into black mud.

It was a colloidal body that could only be described as “colorful black”.

“Then… goodbye… mate…” A

thick and turbid noise, as if countless voices were chirping at the same time, sounded from all directions.

The black silt naturally dissipated in all the crevices.

The Faceless Poet completely disappeared into the basement, as if she had never been there.