Super Righteous Player
Chapter 1097 - 155: All flesh is as grass

Chapter 1097: Chapter 155: All flesh is as grass

Skeleton dissolved.

Organs withered.

Flesh and blood depleted.

At first, it was just the body collapsing and deforming, the entire person being squeezed and deformed by the Hand of Sand—very soon the hand clenched into a fist.

When the "Fist of Sand" opened again, only a skin membrane reminiscent of Dragon Well tea was left, desolately falling onto the sandy ground.

And Poppy, who had fully transformed into a demon, stepped on it with a foot.

Poppy revealed a cold smile that was somewhat terrifying: "Surprised?

"The confidence you had to come here to face death for Grand Duke Annan must’ve been because you can resurrect after death."

After saying that, Poppy kicked away the skin that used to be Four of a Kind like flicking away a filthy rug—forcefully launching it.

"Princess Ingrid told us. If we kill you... you would be reborn somewhere else. The power of Genesis from The Gate of Gaze and Shaping has been so recklessly abused by Grand Duke Annan.

"—That’s why I am the one who’s come here."

Poppy’s face, covered in sand, gradually collapsed, revealing three ghostly mask-like cavities: "I won’t kill you—I’ll just incapacitate you completely, draining your life and soul, and sealing them within your own skin membrane."

The players’ expressions stiffened.

They realized the severity of the problem.

This enemy... this demon of unknown race and gender, also possessed the ability to block the players’ abilities.

All flesh is grass.

The grass withers, the flower fades.

The players killed by Poppy are likely to be drained into such skin membranes.

They can no longer receive Healing Spells, thus, it can be assumed they’re dead; yet at the same time, like creatures dead for a long time, it seems they might revive upon rehydration... In this state, their status would not be considered dead.

And the players who turned into this state, before "reviving through hydration," will exist in this state of being neither dead nor alive. And since they’re not dead, they can’t be resurrected.

This also serves to prevent the paradox of dual existence.

It prevents players from being resurrected, then being resurrected again through another method. Leading to the simultaneous appearance of two identical individuals.

This is why the players’ bodies burst into black smoke and dust upon death, completely destroying the old body.

—This is a technique targeted specifically at players!

A derivative of demon blood.

In some sense, this technique is even more lethal than Hermes’s Dust.

Because "Hermes’s Dust" targets "Otherworld creatures";

While this technique targets "infinite revivers".

Players treated in such a way have their souls still sealed within that membrane. Unless that membrane is destroyed and they are made to "die" completely.

Otherwise, the player cannot even "log off."

This also means...

Once a player is "captured" like this.

—His teammates cannot escape.

They must retrieve their teammate’s body, or destroy it, even.

And if they all die here...

None of this batch of players can be resurrected.

They are, in effect, prisoners of the enemy—only able to log off when someone destroys their bodies.

Annand’s expression also became grave.

It meant that Ingrid had found a ploy to counter the players’ infinite revivals.

Although Poppy might not realize it. Or he may realize it but doesn’t care.

He is actually... just an experiment of Ingrid.

Ingrid just wanted to test, whether her method could restrain the players’ infinite revival.

After all, the biggest difference between the fallen and the exalted is—that the fallen’s abilities can be copied.

Removing a fallen one’s "limb" and transplanting it into a new fallen can determine the direction of the latter’s mutation.

Since Poppy would strike directly, Ingrid must have left behind his own limb. This means that, with the use of demon blood as a catalyst, Ingrid could replicate this special race of demons.

If Poppy were to "kill" all these players and take the captives back... it might further optimize the "technology against players."

Of course, it might also be another trap.

The players will inevitably try to rescue these captives, and to ensure their safety, Annan will certainly need to make an appearance.

At that time, Ingrid might personally show up.

...However, there’s something Ingrid doesn’t know.

That is, Annan’s control over the players is actually stronger than she imagines.

Souls do not reside within the body, but within the Book of the Celestial Chariot. The physical body outside is merely a client... Although stuck and unable to log off, Annan can actually disconnect the players from the server side directly.

This means, even if they really fail, Annan wouldn’t just let their real bodies starve to death.

At most, they wouldn’t be able to log in again before their current bodies were destroyed. Or they could choose to abandon their previous body and start over—a choice that probably no one would take.

...But Annan also won’t immediately tell the players, "Actually, the Longjing tea is really okay."

This is Annan’s little mischief—

Perhaps under this intense pressure for survival, the players could explode and push Poppy over the edge?

At this moment, the Shadow Demon by his side made a new move.

He transformed into shadowy tendrils and burrowed into the skin-layered Longjing tea, inflating it from the inside.

Then, the "Longjing tea," who had died, shakily stood up.

"...Tch."

Using Longjing tea’s voice, he made a somewhat troubled sound, "The magic power of this body is almost depleted... Isn’t this just useless scrap?"

"Longjing tea" glanced at Poppy and bluntly said, "You better go get me that little girl’s skin."

He was referring to Lin Yiyi.

Lin Yiyi felt a chill crawl over her scalp.

Not only can they draw the skin off someone directly... but they can also control the drained skin with a special "thorn-form" shadow demon?

And even steal skills!

Fortunately, he seems only able to steal inherent abilities.

Longjing tea actually had many ritual abilities and carried a lot of special equipment, but the shadow demon seemed completely unaware of this. This means he did not receive Longjing tea’s memories.

However, the person who had stolen Longjing tea’s body did not have a blue ID overhead. Nor had he borrowed Longjing tea’s friend system... At least there was no need to worry about being deceived.

But...

Lin Yiyi realized something.

Suppose this is a complete COMBO.

Then what role did the Flame Demon and that silver-ranked Wizard, whose school of magic we didn’t even know, play in it?

Without surprises.

It should be that only when all four of them combine do they form a complete team.

—Coincidentally, it’s exactly the same as the player’s light assault team!

...Fortunately, they managed to instantly take out half of the opponents at the start, which allowed them to barely confront them.

"Azure Holy Guard, huh... fine. But her weapon is gone, remember to make another one for her. Don’t just use gem casting like the last time with the Azure Holy Guard’s body—Azure Holy Guard’s instant spells work best in conjunction with her own attacks."

Poppy didn’t care about the players who were frozen on the side at all.

He just sighed and with an overlaid deep voice, as if it was nothing, turned to instruct the Shadow Demon, "I originally wanted you to use that white-robed woman’s body.

"That way... as long as you keep healing me, they wouldn’t possibly be able to hurt me. But this is fine too."

Transformed into a gigantic Sand Demon, Poppy turned his head, emitting a proud and oppressive snicker: "A bunch of flowers raised in a greenhouse.

"Who have never touched death, cowards who treat the world as a game. What difference does it make even if they obtained silver-ranked powers?

"Only those who gamble their lives on every battle—knowing they may die but should not die at this moment. Only those with such a consciousness, who have climbed out of the abyss one step at a time, are truly strong.

"Those weaklings who rely on numerical superiority, on ambushes, on the oppression of their rank, on the immortality granted by the Celestial Chariot to dare to fight... Forget a bunch of silver. Even if there’s actually a gold-ranked among them, I’m not afraid of them at all.

"—Too weak."