Super Righteous Player
Chapter 217 - 215: The Path of Ascension and Transformation_1

Chapter 217: Chapter 215: The Path of Ascension and Transformation_1

The blade of light wrapped in frost doubled in number within a few breaths.

By then, Annan had keenly detected its transformation mechanism, but for the moment, he couldn’t think of how to break it.

He could only continue to intercept and shatter the incoming ice swords with the Wheel of Frost in his hands. However, when the number of ice swords increased to over fifty, Annan began to feel significant pressure. Wounds started to appear on his body, and before the blood could seep out, it froze.

At this time, the Twisted quietly pointed his free left palm towards Annan, without making a sound.

Annad had just cleaved seven or eight ice swords in half with a sweep of the Wheel of Frost while retreating.

But after that, these shattered ice swords did not turn into double the number of new light swords.

Instead, they suddenly melted midair into a faint mist.

After that, Annan suddenly smelled an odd fragrance.

It was like boiling roses... emitting a warm, thick, rich aroma.

That scent permeated Annan’s body in the blink of an eye.

He suddenly felt his body soften, unable to muster any strength. The world in front of him began to distort—every color in his view became unnaturally bright, with purple, blue, and green shining to the point of blinding, while reds were almost too dim to see.

This made the whole world in his vision blur and twist as if he were drunk, suddenly drawing closer and then pulling away... Even with his eyes closed, he still felt a strong sense of vertigo.

In place of that, the fragrance grew even stronger. And its scent became increasingly complex and clear.

With the sourness of red wine rising, overshadowing the mild sweetness of roses.

Suddenly, Annan lost his hearing—

He could no longer hear the sound of the wind, only a rustling noise like that of a TV static screen. Then came endless, malicious whispers that seemed very vague.

"...Hmm."

Annan suddenly bit his lower lip. He felt a slightly dull piercing sensation in his abdomen.

As Annan’s sense of distance and hearing were stripped away, and his color perception twisted, the vertigo from his head and the weakness in his limbs created obvious gaps in his defense.

Several ice swords pierced through his abdomen.

Fortunately, Annan possessed the element of frost, allowing him to ignore the chill from the ice swords. But the Twisted probably wasn’t particularly adept at transforming ice... he was merely leveraging the field created by Annan to launch an attack.

Annan understood this clearly.

He remembered the scent of tulips he had smelled when he first saw the Twisted. That aroma made his mind hazy, extremely drowsy, and he felt like a puppet, befuddled.

And now, with the current fragrance...

This unique "aroma" transformation might be the Twisted’s exclusive spell!

Shortly after Annan realized this,

The tangy sweetness of wine and the mysterious sweet scent of boiling roses surrounded him, with a distinctly clear and icy cedar scent rising amid them.

This time, Annan’s sense of touch was stripped away—

He felt an odd warmth on his hands, as if they were being held by a pair of warm hands—yet he could clearly see that his left hand was empty, and his right held the Wheel of Frost.

Soon after, the strange sensation of touch spread from his hands upward.

First to the pairs of hands on his back and shoulders, followed by his abdomen, then his thighs... Annan felt numerous pairs of hands, all different in size but uniformly warm, pressing on his body. This warm touch completely eclipsed everything he could feel.

He could no longer sense the touch of cold wind when moving quickly, nor even feel the ground beneath his feet, as if he was stepping on cotton. The discomfort of being pierced in the abdomen by ice swords also seemed to be erased like by an eraser, becoming progressively less noticeable.

"Annan! Dodge quickly!"

Salvatore couldn’t help but shout aloud.

But Annan couldn’t hear a thing.

He was slashing at the air, chopping some ice swords like a drunken man, but more pierced his body—

If Annan had been an ordinary person, he would have died countless times by now. Although his lower body was shielded by wings, his upper body was riddled with holes.

After a few ice swords pierced his abdomen to start with, one of the ’eyes’ on his body went dark, like a pitch-black fissure—and later, when Annan’s heart and head were pierced, it was just another eye closing.

After that, the Twisted simply stopped attacking Annan and targeted the ’eyes’ on his body instead. Each strike involved several ice swords penetrating several ’eyes’ on Annan’s body, and now it was almost all the eyes on his upper body being extinguished.

...What on earth happened to Annan?

Salvatore furrowed his brows, murmuring in a low voice.

He could clearly see that Annan’s originally decisive defensive stance was gradually falling apart.

His body became increasingly red, his movements growing more and more sluggish.

...Poison?

Salvatore realized something.

He looked back at the Twisted.

He saw the Twisted’s left hand continuously locked onto Annan. Among the ice swords shattered by Annan, there were always a few smaller pieces of ice that directly melted and did not spawn new swords of light.

Damn it!

What should I do—

Less than half a minute had passed from the start of the combat to the stripping away of my sense of touch.

And the moment I realized that my sense of touch was being stripped away, Annan had already thought of a way to break through,

"Truth: The Path of Ascension and Change—"

Annan called upon the Truth that belonged to him.

As Annan initiated the Power of Truth attached to the Book of the Celestial Chariot in his heart, a light screen appeared in front of him.

[Upgrade target?]

Element, Radiant—

Annan thought to himself.

The words on the light screen rapidly scrolled through Annan’s mind:

[Checking the Common Experience Pool... No common elements stored]

[Beginning deep extraction of elements...]

[Warning: Safe extraction threshold for "Radiant" element of the target "Annan Winter" is only 85%]

[Possibility of Ascension 0%]

[Automatically optimizing extraction scheme...]

[Detected high concentration of Radiant Element]

[Scheme One: Draw from the nearby Radiant Element to temporarily boost to 100%]

[Possibility of Ascension 3%]

[Confirm?]

...So this is "The Path of Ascension and Change"?

Confirm!

Annan roughly understood what the essence of his Truth, "The Path of Ascension and Change", really was ...

In simple terms, it seemed to be a back-end permission for adding points!

Suddenly, Annan no longer retreated.

The next moment, all the eyes on Annan’s body closed simultaneously.

Although he floated in the air, he no longer emitted light. Instead, he seemed like a black hole, making the surrounding light appear much dimmer.

It was not a metaphor—the ice swords that hid light within them also trembled and suddenly stopped in place, the light within them extinguishing rapidly. As if their souls were being sucked away by Annan ... one by one, the ice swords lost their spirit and fell to the ground.

Then, the eyes on Annan’s body opened once more.

The number of eyes on his body was refilled.

Meanwhile, the icy rain in the sky had imperceptibly turned into a fine drizzle.

It was just unnoticeable in the surrounding domain of extreme cold.

But only Annan knew ...

This "ice rain" had already been switched to "drizzle" by the force of emotions!

In his tightly closed eyes.

The rain served like radar, marking the location and emotions of everyone, including the Rotting Husband, the Silver Baron, and even Annan himself, within half the district!

In the Broad Area Perception of the "drizzle," only the emotions of the Rotting Husband and the Silver Baron were imperceptible to Annan.

But this also pinpointed the exact locations of the Rotting Husband and Annan!

No need for vision, nor for hearing.

Merely with the sensing of the heart—

Wings rose from Annan’s shoulders, a stream of light emerged behind him, propelling him to fly forward at high speed. He closed his eyes and suddenly charged at the Rotting Husband at full speed!

A light blade, tens of times more powerful than before, stabbed out from each of his "eyes"!

It was a substantial "light sword" —

Annan, with light blades popping out all over his body, opened his arms and embraced the unsuspecting Rotting Husband!

And the countless light swords had already completely pierced through the body of the Rotting Husband the moment Annan embraced him!

Annan did not immediately release the Rotting Husband but continued to race forward while soaring upwards, holding onto Him.

The light swords violently intersected as Annan gained altitude, instantly dismembering the Rotting Husband.

—But the fragments of the Rotting Husband didn’t spill a drop of blood.

They just melted slowly in Annan’s embrace, like ice...

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