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 297 Are You Stupid Too?_1

Annan didn't have the energy to keep an eye on the forum all the time.

However, as the mentor of the three new players, Longjing Tea was already aware of the unexpected situation in Frost Speech province by the time Alfonso was about to arrive.

As a Soul Reaping Wizard, Thirteen Fragrances didn't sense any malice from Alfonso towards herself or Annan... and as Naifertali's biological brother, the man had quite a good temper.

Even better than Miss Naifertali's.

So Thirteen Fragrances wasn't particularly guarded. After boarding the metro to Frost Speech province with Alfonso, she simply sent a message to her mentor on a whim, explaining the situation.

But Longjing Tea had just logged off not long ago... half a day later when he logged back on, he quickly replied to inquire about it.

By that time, Alfonso was almost at Frost Speech province.

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