Super Righteous Player
Chapter 936 - 469: The Chariot of Heaven and Fate

Chapter 936: Chapter 469: The Chariot of Heaven and Fate

Annand drew a deep breath.

He, too, felt somewhat moved.

After coming to this world for over half a year...he had finally gathered all the Fragments of Truth and assembled the complete Book of the Celestial Chariot!

Except for the last, inexplicable fragment carried by Ingrid, the dominion of the Book of the Celestial Chariot had been fully collected. What annoyed Annand was that its most crucial feature was hidden on the last page...but, at the very least, it was complete.

...But at this point, Annand hadn’t even advanced to Gold rank.

The main function of the Book of Truth was to act as a "breakthrough material," capable of strengthening Transcendents who had reached the Gold rank.

And Annand hadn’t even reached Gold rank yet...his experience at the Silver level wasn’t filled up.

Annand’s feelings were quite mixed now.

It was like just when he had leveled up to levels forty or fifty, he had already dragged a set of endgame gear from the plank that could only be used at max level.

Every time he saw that red level requirement, he felt the same complex emotions.

—So eager to wear it, such a huge boost, but he couldn’t put it on yet.

Fortunately, the Book of Truth itself had special effects. Even if its function as a breakthrough material couldn’t be used yet, it wouldn’t just sit in the warehouse collecting dust.

The two new effects, "Player Reincarnation" and "Plane Shift," were undoubtedly very useful. It could even be said that, apart from the non-death feature, these two were the most useful.

The former was essentially giving the players a second life—once they died on Earth, they could reincarnate in the Mist Continent.

And it wasn’t just the Mist Continent.

The Power of the Chariot would allow Annand and the players to easily enter other worlds. And it wasn’t that every trip required the whole world to travel together...he could even take six players into a world first to establish an "outpost".

As long as he transported at least two groups of players to their destination, Annand could activate the waypoints of the target world. He could descend there whenever he wished and from there, continue to use the "transformation" function to recruit local players or use the "reincarnation" function to send players into the worlds they wanted to live in.

If it really came to moving...the players would need to scout ahead to find an appropriate world.

After all, the player’s immortality could work across worlds.

Because the bodies they used weren’t real at all. Unless the players used the reincarnation feature, they didn’t even have their souls fully enter into the Book of the Celestial Chariot—the Book only recorded a projection of their souls.

In a sense, they were truly "players".

The bodies they used were indeed a very real "controllable character."

If this character was destroyed, then they simply had to expend a certain amount of power to reshape it...so naturally, they could be resurrected infinitely. The power consumed was not a penalty for death, but the Power of Truth used to recreate new bodies for them.

And these players, their real duty wasn’t to fight. Their relationship with Annand was akin to that of a divine mothership and its fighter planes.

Just as Yufimia once sang, "leading six hundred stars to descend from high to low [land] on the Merkabah Hall". The real value of the players...lied in the fact that as long as Annand placed "more than seven" players in a world, it was like planting a true eye.

Annand could teleport himself to that world at any time without any cost—as seen from the forum’s effect, it is probable he could even borrow the player’s eyes to watch that world, and leaving was easy.

Annand could prepare for a day, then pull a player into another world. This target world didn’t have to be the native Mist World; it included any world where "eyes had been placed."

"...Feels like I’m already a high-end chief deity."

Annand sighed, "When should I deploy a batch of players...wait for their Gold rank?"

In any case, there was no rush, he would figure out a way to give them element adaptation first.

Switching to another world...there might not even be a power like "elements." That could be considered a special product of this world.

In essence, though, this was a specialty of the neighboring world.

But the neighbors had been hammered to death by the Legion of dragons and demons mixed bullies in the past, and now this had become a specialty of the Mist World.

"So this was the ability Vladimir used to escape back then..."

Annan murmured to himself.

When Vladimir suddenly appeared at the Duke’s mansion, he ultimately used a strange ability to vanish into thin air... as if he had been exiled to a different dimension.

Neither Annan nor Victor had been able to track Vladimir using rituals at the time—no matter what, they couldn’t find Vladimir, as if he didn’t exist in this world at all.

Back then, Annan had thought it was because Vladimir was very good at shielding himself.

But now it seems...

Perhaps Vladimir really wasn’t in this world at the time.

He didn’t know by what means Vladimir had gained the recognition of the Fragments of Truth... although he didn’t know how to recruit players from the Otherworld, from where to recruit them, or have the means to turn ordinary people into players.

But he could still use the effect of "Plane Shift."

Without prior preparation, he could take up to seven people, including himself, into an otherworld. Vladimir didn’t have any players under his name, but he could still throw himself into the Otherworld at any time... and as a Worm Cultist, he might have a special way to find the "road home" without relying on players.

"So you’re saying... until the very end, Vladimir could have just suddenly escaped?"

Annan was suddenly a bit frightened.

If he had actually used that magic gun with only one bullet at the time... maybe Vladimir would have just fled.

The reason Vladimir decided to gamble with Annan back then... was probably because he hadn’t given up with his thieving heart.

He was still hoping to control Annan’s mind through other means, to use the "Third Siren" to alter his mind—and in this way, to control Annan with "Black Mammoni"!

At that time, Vladimir still believed he had a chance of winning.

Otherwise, he would have just used the Power of the Celestial Chariot like he did at the Duke’s mansion that day, and escaped to the Otherworld!

"Thank goodness he got greedy..."

Annan’s expression was somewhat complicated.

It was really very fortunate.

Looking back now, perhaps Annan’s only chance was the release of the Third Siren—and when Annan had decided to unseal the "Third Siren," he was still unaware of these circumstances. He had made that decision for an entirely different reason.

... Although saying so, Vladimir certainly wouldn’t like it.

But perhaps he was truly defeated by fate.

Because no matter how you looked at it, it was just a case of "good luck."

However, speaking of reincarnation...

Annan’s expression became somewhat subtle, a faint smile on his lips.

It was really okay for everyone else.

To truly travel to the Otherworld after death—and even bring a bunch of immortal friends, being able to pick up the player identity at any time, and venture to new Otherworlds...

That really would be a grand fantasy adventure.

There’s only one small problem.

... What about Husky?

He... or rather, she, would she accept her new identity as a white-haired beaut? Or would she want to use high-level rituals to reverse her gender again?

Annan flashed a pleased smile.

"Damn, I think I might have caught a little bit of the tragic playwright’s influence..."

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