Super Righteous Player
Chapter 901 - 438: Dragon in the Lake

Chapter 901: Chapter 438: Dragon in the Lake

A dazzling light bright enough to illuminate the entire sky suddenly dimmed again.

Visible to the naked eye, the flow of light gathered and even left transparent traces in the air, forming vortex-like illusions around Annan’s sword of light.

The entire world around darkened due to the absence of this light.

Even the fierce flames of pale silver dimmed. The light was no longer blinding, nor did it roar as if to burn the entire world; even the crackling sound of the fire seemed much lighter.

The whole world seemed like a cellphone screen suddenly switched to night mode, instantaneously shifting from bright to dim.

Only the silver light in Annan’s hand remained as bright as new.

Under the gleam of that light, even the fire seemed to cast shadows.

This was not merely manipulation of the "Radiant Element."

It was a luminous slash known as the "Brilliant Sword."

A vengeful ability that could return the damage sustained in double measure.

If Annan were a boss, this would not even count as an output cycle, but rather as a forced mass extinction due to soft berserking.

However, Annan did not plan to use this skill to counter-kill Nicholas II at the last moment.

This was Annan’s form of respect toward Nicholas’ output...

He was now fighting above his level—silver against gold, where Nicholas’s spells were almost unimpeded.

And Nicholas II was an alchemist specialized in Decree and Transformation... Any successful taboo alchemy that precisely hit Annan could deal overkill damage.

He no longer possessed the anti-sudden death potion that Salvatore had provided him.

The life-saving potion known as "Potion of Hopeful Spirit from the Salvatore Faction," which could prevent Annan from fainting due to severe trauma and allow him to fight for a while even when receiving damage exceeding his life’s limit.

Furthermore, for Nicholas II, it was uncertain whether such a transformation potion would even take effect...

After all, "during his lifetime," he had already completed the "Crown of the Supreme," and upon his resurrection, he had immediately regained this characteristic. He was undeniably "the world’s foremost alchemist."

... Of course, there was another issue.

The Wizard’s Towers teaching transformation spells were only Heath Tower of Black and Jade Tower. Unless one was a "fully-fledged transformation wizard," it was impossible to become an alchemist who, throughout the entire silver stage, had no combat ability and couldn’t even beat a bronze level.

In other words, apart from Nicholas II, only Senior Salvatore was left as an alchemist now.

Because unfortunately, Salvatore couldn’t snatch the "Crown of the Supreme" from Nicholas II.

So with the crown in his possession, Nicholas II could use the exalted false form.

Annan disrupted the opponent’s chanting, then blocked his vision and pulled away to cast a powerful spell on the spot, taking him by surprise — this was a strategy to exploit Nicholas II’s lack of combat experience.

The "Silver Flame Assault" Divine Art was originally a siege ritual. It could melt down the barrier-protected walls of the enemy in one shot; if Nicholas II did not respond in time, he would be severely crippled by this strike.

But unfortunately... this strategy of seizing the initiative could not succeed consecutively.

When Nicholas II finally reacted at the last moment and barely blocked the attack, Annan felt deeply regretful.

Since the first strike didn’t eliminate him, the opponent would inevitably summon the exalted false form.

Then, Annan needed to acquire Elemental Power—at least to be able to resist the opponent’s Elemental Power.

Here, Annan was using a new effect obtained at MAX level of the "Brilliant Sword."

"Upon releasing ’Brilliant Sword,’ the ’Light of Brilliance’ state will be activated until the end of the battle."

"Light of Brilliance" was originally a gold-tier skill.

Its skill description stated, "When simultaneously possessing at least two of the six elements of ’Justice,’ ’Sacrifice,’ ’Mercy,’ ’Brilliance,’ ’Victory,’ ’Glory,’ the lowest element will receive an awakening depth enhancement of 50% of the highest element."

That is, "Glory" with only 10% awakening depth could obtain half of the awakening depth of "Brilliance"—reaching 60%.

Although Annan had not yet reached gold-tier, thus unable to activate the active effect of "Light of Brilliance"—namely, "attaching all awakened and usable elements among these six to the blade."

However, the element of "Glory" itself could be attached to the blade.

Crafting the sword blade with the element of "Brilliance," reinforcing it with "Glory," and attaching it with "Frost Sword Technique."

Annan could then obtain the ability to resist the exalted false form at the silver stage—at least not be instantly killed by penetrating attacks!

Currently, no player had reached the gold tier...

This meant that when they were attacked by Nicholas II, all defenses, parries, and dodges were meaningless.

If you can’t tank the boss, you simply can’t output damage.

The more people there are, the more chaos ensues.

In that case—

Let the damage fall upon myself!

Floating in the air, Annan was like an Angel of Judgment Day.

He raised his Silver Light Sword, now grown over five meters in length, aiming at the "Headless Mandrill Demon Spirit" that was fitting Philip’s head onto its own "equipment."

Although he had no idea why Nicholas II wanted to awaken it, it seemed prudent to kill it first just in case.

—After all, the basic rule of fighting bosses was to hit whatever appeared and evade whatever came.

The light around gathered at a visible speed.

At the moment Annan swung his sword, even the converging light was frozen by the frost trails—

Therefore, what flew out from the blade wasn’t a crescent-moon-like sword energy.

It was more like a bullet passing through ballistic gel... just like frost spreading autonomously in the air from a window, with a brilliant, amorphous light trailing at the forefront.

When that light hit the Mandrill Demon Spirit, it froze the creature completely.

Following closely, the light seeped into the ice sculpture like water.

It suddenly lit up—

There were neither loud sounds nor flames rising.

Only a faint glowing mist was silently sprayed through the cracks in the ice; with gentle cracking sounds, the ice sculpture burst from within, dispersing large clouds of ice mist into the air.

—Just one strike.

When hit by Annan’s attack mixed with Elemental Power, the demon spirit shattered instantly, scattering all over the ground. The frost trails that had solidified in the air also shattered at the moment of impact, leaving a lingering mist hanging in midair, refusing to disperse.

Annan easily shattered this enormous creature with a single strike, yet he maintained his vigilance.

The reason was simple.

—Because he did not see any notification for gaining experience.

That meant...

This thing, even though shattered, was still not dead!

But Annan was out of time for a follow-up attack.

Because at that moment, the silver skyfire that had seared for a solid ten seconds had ceased its assault.

That couldn’t even be called "skyfire" falling from above—it was more than enough to describe it as some sort of "satellite beam."

After the searing "Silver Flame Assault" ended, the ground was filled with dazzling silver cracks.

The air was filled with a pungent smell... that of melted silver mixing with burnt vegetation and soil.

And the now pointless vines untangled by themselves.

It was like opening a freshly steamed basket, emitting steaming hot mist.

In such steam, potent enough to easily suffocate a person... if Nicholas II didn’t react, he would already be reduced to mush by now.

But Nicholas II’s chanting still echoed within:

But the voice was different from the beginning.

It had grown deeper and more peculiar.

With the fire extinguished, a voice resonated in sync from within:

"The third dawn extinguishes like fire..."

A huge, strong, sturdy.

A "limb" covered in pitch-black scales reached out, tearing apart all the vines covering it to protect him from being devoured by the flames.

The continuously expanding and transforming body emitted a deep dragontongue:

"At this moment—the world awakes."

That was a dragon that looked almost identical to the Frost Scaled Dragon, only its color was as black as charcoal.

If Annan were a dragon, this would be its reflection in the lake.