Super Righteous Player

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky. Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist. Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody. Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell. Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly— "Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you." Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, "the Just", the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.

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Chapter 84 The Calm Before the Storm_1

Having set a date with Naifertali, Annan left the Greywood Forest alone.

Of course, Annan could not just drop everything and rush to the Bone-nurturing Ground with Naifertali without saying a word.

That would seem too eager.

It might actually give a bad impression.

One might even start to wonder, "Am I being set up?"

Even if that was not the case, such thoughts depend solely on the person having them. Once the seed of suspicion is planted, it will continue to grow silently, whether or not it's spoken aloud or shared with others.

... And in fact, Annan couldn't go even if he wanted to.

Because he hadn't reached the Gold tier yet.

Both his real body and the silver-tier stand-in, "Giralda," were silver. Although Naifertali couldn't determine his exact rank, the Bone Healer, Seti, surely could.

But that was okay.

After all, Annan had the blessings of the Book of the Celestial Chariot, making nightmare purification a simple task.

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