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 382: The True Name of the Paper Princess_1

Even though he knew Bernadino would most likely seek out Nicholas after being resurrected,

Annan and Paper Princess did not go back to intercept him directly.

Because there was absolutely no need to do so.

There's a saying that you're not afraid of thieves stealing, you're afraid of them coveting—so long as Nicholas was alive, Bernadino could go after him at any time.

And it wasn't possible for Annan to always have Paper Princess by his side. After all, he could no longer traipse all over the world...

If Bernadino held a grudge and followed Annan all the time... indeed, there was no good way to handle it.

However, Annan did have another place to go—

In front of Noah's First Bank, the air gathered a large amount of white dust, constructing the likenesses of Annan and Paper Princess.

"This is it."

Paper Princess replied.

She naturally, once again, took Annan's hand.

As Annan took her hand, his presence, too, was erased along with the rituals entwined around her.

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