Super Righteous Player
Chapter 921 - 456 [Destiny]

Chapter 921: Chapter 456 [Destiny]

With the solemn simulacrum emerging,

the atmosphere around abruptly changed—using a comic book-like depiction, Annan was now left with only white lines. Everything around him turned into a murky gray-black.

Resentment. Fear. Despair.

Curses. Wailing. Crying.

In the moment when the rapidly expanding gray-black domain engulfed him, a multitude of noisy whispers suddenly surfaced in Annan’s ears. It was as if those complex emotions were all reflected in Annan’s heart.

But—

Couldn’t hear. Couldn’t hear at all.

Because there were too many voices, too mixed up... Every voice was trying its hardest to express something; it made it so Annan couldn’t hear anything.

The next moment, Annan suddenly woke up.

The surrounding gray-black world silently shattered.

But it wasn’t shattered by Annan’s power... instead, it was actively terminated.

Annan then realized that, unbeknownst to him, his body was covered in deep, bone-exposing wounds.

His blood, shimmering with fluorescence, instantly soaked him, directly staining his recently acquired white robes red.

As if pierced by sharp blades.

Although the shape of the wounds was very similar, they were not "punctures."

—They were "splits."

Even though Annan had undergone light transformation, ordinary blades could not harm him... yet these wounds still appeared on his body,

his white robe wasn’t even torn or cut.

It was like a water-soaked tattoo sticker, transferring the pattern onto his skin. These wounds appeared out of nowhere on Annan’s body and caused him severe injuries.

[Health: 65%]

A mere casual strike easily took away one-third of Annan’s life.

This was even considered mercy from the opponent...

Otherwise, if they aimed for Annan’s heart, brain, or the light wings on his back—those were Annan’s current weaknesses.

Annan, with a somewhat ugly expression, tightly held the Tri-Siren and took a slight step back.

Three steps in front of him, everything was wrapped in a gray-black domain.

Plants became decayed and dried up, and the sun also dimmed. The air was filled with pieces like pure black catkins.

Like ghostly shadows, the withered plants in the dark, gray domain were ferocious like demons, the air filled with an atmosphere of despair.

...Is this really... the "Suffering" element?

Annan doubted for a moment.

He had seen Saints of Suffering before.

Although all used "one’s own wounds" as media, casting attacks... but the solemn simulacrum of the Winter Reverser Vladimir, made Annan think of memories and the God of Despair called "Grey Craftman."

Annan didn’t use Divine Arts to heal himself.

After the transformation into light, the glowing blood from the wounds grew brighter—not wriggling flesh buds, but light that could fuse the body back together. His health was visibly recovering.

And Vladimir, who had just attacked without hesitation, didn’t continue to expand his elemental domain to pursue.

Instead, just like at the beginning, he stood calmly at his original spot, holding his staff, calmly watching Annan.

"Why—"

Annan asked softly.

He did not specifically inquire about anything, just expressed his confusion.

Because he was too puzzled about many things.

From the beginning, when Annan learned about Vladimir’s existence... he felt this man was shrouded in mists.

Why exactly did he defect—the question Annan had already answered.

But...

How did he learn about The Worm? Why did he have to search for The Worm? What was he aiming for by worshipping The Worm?

Back at the duchy mansion, he had already secured an advantage; why did he suddenly flee?

And why now, out of all times, did he pull Annan into the wilderness and attack without a word?

After using his Elemental Power to easily cause Annan injury, why did he stop in place and not pursue?

—Only Vladimir’s behavior pattern, Annan couldn’t understand.

He was like a madman, unpredictable.

...Perhaps he really was mad.

"Why?"

Upon hearing Annan’s inquiry, Vladimir chuckled lightly, "Your Majesty, not everything in this world must have a reason.

"If I must say... I think you surely know that saying.

"—— ’Destiny is the rut of the heavenly chariot.’"

"...I’ve heard this saying."

Annan asked quietly, "But what are you trying to convey?

"It’s just us here. If you have anything to say... you can say it now."

Suddenly attacking himself, yet not pursuing while he healed...

Was he hoping Annan would not interrupt the following topic?

Listening to what he had to say wouldn’t hurt.

In a little while, his wounds would be completely healed.

No matter what Vladimir intended to do, ensuring his own condition was at its peak first... would certainly be better than engaging in a forced battle while in poor condition.

"I’ve been thinking about this for a long time."

The low and cold voice of the Winter Reverser, Vladimir, resounded: "What... is destiny?"

But to Annan’s surprise, his voice gradually began to sound younger... just like the Winter Reverser’s current countenance.

His eyes, like moonstone with a gradient of light blue, and his upright back remained unchanged.

But his face... the face covered with centipede-like scars, was gradually becoming younger.

The scars on his face had only appeared after he had left Annan. As they slowly faded, the sunken flesh on his face gradually filled out, and his wrinkled skin slowly recovered its vitality.

Meanwhile, the world around them became even more desolate.

Sixty-seventy years old, forty-fifty, thirty-forty...

Ultimately, Vladimir’s appearance settled at that of a man in his early thirties.

——Reverting to youth.

"Destiny."

The low, rhythmic voice resounded.

It was reminiscent of a man particularly fond of the White Dragon with blue eyes.

The old man emitting a decayed aura, whom Vladimir had gradually become younger to thirty years old, opened his gem-like pupils and gazed at Annan, as if scoffing at something: "Who decreed that there are destinies that cannot be altered?

"I absolutely do not believe in any destiny. If there really is a destiny, it shouldn’t only be the heavenly chariot that can change the set destiny.

"Because if that is so—then as long as I control the heavenly chariot, making it change destiny, wouldn’t that mean I personally altered destiny?"

Annan remained silent.

He didn’t know what to say.

He always felt that Vladimir wasn’t done speaking.

"Hmph."

The rejuvenated Vladimir, wearing a cold smile, added, "Your Majesty, who has been anticipated by the gods since birth to become a deity, would certainly not understand.

"In the year you turned three... an old Ritualist famed for predicting destinies, whom I had captured, performed a divination for me.

"He said... I would make Winter thrive, I would kill the young master I once served, and... I would ultimately become the nourishment of the heavenly chariot."

Vladimir spoke calmly, "Of course, I am not afraid of death.

"For death is merely death, everyone will die, and I am no exception. As for why I die, and what my death brings, I do not care.

"It’s what happens after I die. My eyes will have closed, oblivious. What my death brings about or obliterates, is merely something to console me, whose intellect will have dissipated, as well as my family and friends."

The meaning of death—just a foolish and illusory thing.

The Winter Reverser scoffed, "But coincidentally, I have no relatives nor any friends. I myself don’t care about such things.

"My curiosity lies in... he wouldn’t live until that future time, so his encounter with ’destiny’ and the principles of the Prophet’s Divine Arts are unrelated. How did he see my—destiny?

"So I interrogated him. Without knowing or understanding me, he gave an account of my life’s destiny line to date. To my astonishment, it all matched my experiences.

"I had him prophesize others, and the results were equally accurate. Whether the past or the future... it seemed to be traceable.

"Thus, I think—my life to date, everything that has happened from the past to the future, is it all pre-set? Is there a Great Calamity Curio, which has already written my life from birth to death?

"——Even this moment of my questioning, was it already determined?"

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