Super Righteous Player
Chapter 218 - 216: I’ve Seen This Move Before!_1

Chapter 218: Chapter 216: I’ve Seen This Move Before!_1

...What, turned into ice?

Annand’s silver-white vertical pupils slightly contracted.

He quickly realized something.

This was a technique that Benjamin had used before.

It’s the Idol School of Spells’ "Substitute"!

But the Corrupt... Isn’t he ignorant of the Idol School’s spells?

During the age when the Corrupt ascended to godhood, the Wizards’ War had not yet erupted. Alchemists were purely alchemists, and if they wanted to learn spells from other schools, it was extremely difficult - unlike it is now when spell knowledge is shared internally. As an apprentice of the "Transformation" school, one could also learn spells from other schools...

Salvatore watched Annan intently, also puzzled, "What is this?"

"It’s self-transmutation."

Benjamin glanced over and responded casually, "Using ’oneself’ as one of the things to be transformed, it’s a highly dangerous taboo transmutation.

"And... Stop yelling, Annan can’t hear you. He’s been poisoned."

The old wizard peered deeply into Annan and calmly said, "Before ascending to godhood, the Corrupt was a renowned master of perfumes. He used a mix of perfumes that became deadly poison only when combined, and subtly murdered the regent Dowager Empress to seize power for the newly enthroned King. The story is recorded in the ’Red Rose and White Rose’..."

Light swords that had sprung from Annan’s body slowly retracted back into the "eye."

The dismembered ice pieces quickly melted, scattering from his embrace, about to hit the floor.

However, at that moment.

The ice chunks suddenly melted, spurting out a mass of purple gelatinous slime, which enwrapped Annan from all sides. He was like a butterfly trapped in amber.

"Heh."

The Corrupt let out a light chuckle.

As the hurricane blew—a flurry of ice shards gathered in the air and reformed the shape of the Corrupt behind Annan.

He was still draped in that white robe, wearing the white mask.

There wasn’t even a scratch on his body.

"It’s over."

Observing Annan trapped in the net, He maintained the smile that was like a mask and snapped his fingers lightly.

Snap!

With the crisp sound of the snap.

The purple slime enveloping Annan exploded instantaneously!

The explosion’s blast wave caused the surrounding walls to collapse, blowing out scorching air and thick smoke. The shockwave from all directions struck right at the center, keeping Annan fixed in mid-air.

Immediately after, one of the eyes on Annan’s back lost its light once more.

Then, the grey mist of the blast wave, as if time had reversed its course, rolled back after just having blasted outward, reforming into purple slime.

Before it could fall back onto Annan, the moment it made contact with the open flame, it exploded yet again!

An endless series of explosions suddenly occurred around Annan!

Even if a single explosion could only kill Annan once, the formidable force was enough to keep Annan rooted in place, enduring the unending chain of explosions!

Without a doubt.

This was an inescapable deathtrap.

As long as there was magic to fuel it, the fierce explosions could continue indefinitely... Even if it was just a mere projection, the Corrupt’s magic power was enough to extend the explosion to over three minutes—

"Your pathetic and short-lived existence has failed to leave anything lasting behind..."

With a slight upward curl of his lips, the Corrupt said, "But to be slain by my very hand—this is undoubtedly a magnificent end."

History will remember this moment—

And you will become the backdrop of "the birth of the deity of eternal life"!

But in the next moment.

Without warning, three beams of light suddenly thrust out from Annan’s direction.

It extended at a speed that the Rotful Man couldn’t react to, and in a blink of an eye, it pierced through the Rotful Man’s chest and abdomen!

Right after that, the three Swords of Light were quickly tainted with silver, turned solid, and got stuck in the Rotful Man’s body.

That was the Divine Arts of the Silver Baron, "Hand of Silver"—

As Annan withdrew the Sword of Light, he was dragged and quickly pulled away from the center of the explosion, and once again, he crashed into the Rotful Man following the trajectory of the Sword of Light.

This time, Annan did not spread his arms toward the Rotful Man.

He just laughed, staring wide-eyed at the Rotful Man.

In his sapphire-like pupils, there seemed to be a childlike light twinkling.

It was a joy and excitement that was pure and utterly thrilling!

"—It’s not a sure thing yet!"

When Annan emerged from the dense fog created by the shockwave, his ten fingers were interlocked, as if he was silently praying for something.

Or as if he wanted to smash open the Rotful Man’s head with his fists.

It wasn’t Frost Nova.

It wasn’t Wall of Stagnation, either.

On Annan, countless golden pupils and pale gold runes that radiated a holy aura turned into silver eyes and black runes in the blink of an eye.

An incredibly intense, wildly violent curse power flooded his entire body.

A most ominous and dark aura coiled around Annan.

The sharp swords that protruded from the "eyes" on his body also immediately softened, turning into cold, marrow-like silver-gray tentacles.

The next moment, a silver-gray storm of negative energy erupted with Annan at its center, spreading violently around him!

Just by looking directly at that dim glow, Lin Yiyi felt an extremely frightening shiver of terror.

Her back went cold, and she couldn’t help shaking all over.

As the storm approached, she and the Delicious Wind Goose were directly engulfed in it—shivering even more fiercely.

But before she could be blown away,

The room she was in was protected by a strange golden light. The intense fear in her heart also seemed to have faded a lot.

She looked at Benjamin with some confusion and a trace of fear that hadn’t completely disappeared from her eyes.

"This is also a sanctuary, to some extent..."

Benjamin, seated in his chair, showed no sign of panic: "Such a surge of negative energy... already sufficient to provoke the danger sense of a new god.

"Although it hasn’t been fully born, the instinct to survive will resist such an impact without the need for a god’s past intellect."

At level 41, Annan could perfectly unleash the full effect of "Repel Life."

Any living being within range would be repelled thirty steps from Annan without needing to approach him and would face an instant death judgment based on their willpower—

"However..."

Salvatore sounded a bit worried: "Such a powerful spell... must be a Twisted Spell, right?"

"Do not misuse Twisted Spells, but do not fear them either, Saul."

Benjamin shook his head slightly, sighing softly.

Meanwhile, Annan, following the three sole Swords of Silver, quickly flew toward the Rotful Man.

The negative energy waves spreading from him continuously knocked the Rotful Man backward and upward.

To avoid affecting innocent civilians as much as possible, Annan knocked the Rotful Man in the direction of the sky—and Annan ascended with the Rotful Man, using the residual Swords of Silver in the Rotful Man’s body. To stabilize his own body, Annan also wound the silver-gray tentacles around the Rotful Man’s limbs.

The sight before them was incredibly bizarre.

As if stepping on the right foot with the left, and on the left foot with the right, and just flying straight up like that...

Watching Lin Yiyi’s live stream, someone on the forum blurted out:

"I’ve seen this move before!

"—That’s freaking Lillian Hua!"

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