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.

Not praying for ten strings · ACG

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Chapter 194 New Main Quest_1

"Wait a minute, you said 'Your Highness'?"

"You didn't hear it wrong?"

Seeing Lin Yiyi's post title, players flocked to click on it, chattering excitedly.

Though they had their doubts about the "shocking" title of the post, the fact that they clicked on it indicated that they were indeed curious about the matter...

Faced with the players' skepticism, Lin Yiyi unhesitatingly threw out a short video.

The video was only about ten seconds long, the most informative part she had just extracted from her own live stream:

"I have not yet spoken to His Highness about your matter."

One could see the face of Darry Garden's old baker, who, either because he was too fat, bald, or simply not very good-looking—reasons why he didn't seem like a "good guy" in the players' eyes—spoke to Annan in a grave tone.

Then, Annan gave a bow to Prince Albert and uttered in a cold voice, "Your Highness."

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