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 327: End of the First Game (Two in One) _1

At the moment when the words of Rot fell,

Xiang's pupils suddenly constricted, and his breath stopped abruptly.

An inexplicable fear seized his heart.

It was not the fear of failure that was gripping him.

It was as if a chilling and viscous liquid were climbing up his spine, attaching itself from his back, and slowly making its way upward. This strange sensation tensed his back and raised goosebumps on his arms.

Instantly, Xiang lost control of his body.

After a slight dizzy feeling, a bizarre illusion appeared before Xiang's eyes—

He found himself in a dimly lit enclosed room, while the Winter Hands, the fragrant basement, and Husky, who played the role of Annan, had completely vanished.

Around him, only Rot remained; even the player bullet chats that kept floating by were no longer visible.

...Is this the anti-cheating system?

Xiang quickly realized what this was.

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