The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 348: Old bread: numb, completely numb

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Annan completely understood.

What kind of taboo did Nicholas Flamel violate——

It was not just prudence based on ethics or morality; nor was it just to safeguard the authority belonging to gods or monarchs... Although Nicholas challenged his peers, monarchs, and gods at the same time, what really led to his death , or because of his betrayal of "humanity".

Because if the synthesizers decide to hide, it is almost impossible to be discovered based on their abilities.

To dispel the extraordinary power possessed by synthetic people, you need the "veto" power of Lady Silence; and to cut off the connection between synthetic people, you need the power of the "secret" field of the mysterious lady; if you want to discover the traces of synthetic people , you have to rely on "luck" and "accident"; in order to completely destroy the synthetic humans and prevent them from being used by other false gods, you need god-level "decomposition" to destroy and "darkness" to bury them. And let the bone burying mother-in-law personally confirm whether they are dead or not.

"Without the help of the gods, we can't even defeat those synthetic humans. But in this matter, the gods will still help us after all."

Bishop Daryl said solemnly.

None of the Twelve Righteous Gods are humans, or in other words, they are not "Yaselanders" - the native race of the oasis land.

There is no need for them to target Nicholas.

It can even be said that...if a better race appears, it will be a good thing for Zhengshen.

But the popes are real human beings.

"At that time, we held the first 'Holy Council' of this era."

Bishop Daryl replied: "Twelve popes and thirteen saints were all present, and the final result was twenty-three to two.

"So in the end, all twelve popes and thirteen saints appeared——

"This disaster that might have brought the end of the Fifth Age ended in just two days."

Nicholas' creation really offended too many people.

Anyone with a little sense can judge that after the synthetic human race grows, human civilization will eventually be completely replaced by synthetic humans.

And not counting the false gods, even the true gods were offended by him.

As a creature without a father or mother, this is undoubtedly a violation of "tradition"; the spiritual communication between them means that there are no more "secrets", no need for "trade", and no "war" between them. ”, and there is no more “nobility”.

If synthetics really replace humans, they will offend the five righteous gods - especially the Silver Jazz and the Red Knight. They are both righteous gods in a single field.

The death of concepts represents the severance of truth. Under normal circumstances, "trade" and "war" cannot disappear...but this is an abnormal situation.

Nicholas was not stupid.

He is the most outstanding alchemist... and their creator. He must have been the first to notice all this. He also knew what he was going to face.

But he still chose to remain silent.

Even acquiescence.

He just didn't want to destroy his creation.

Of course... and when he was captured and executed, he didn't resist at all.

"So that's it..."

Annan nodded cautiously: "I fully understand.

"You have done nothing wrong. In order to protect all human beings, synthetic humans must be completely destroyed... This is indeed a disaster that can only be prevented by the action of a righteous god."

No matter what the identity of the leader of the Hermetic School is in the royal capital.

Everyone must pay attention to him.

Whether he is the real Nicholas Flamel;

Still the last remnant of synthetic humans;

Or he is the successor of Nicholas’s academic and ideological inheritance;

As long as he is not a liar who knows nothing about Nicholas' secrets, then his mere existence... is a huge hidden danger.

"What are you going to do now?"

Annan was silent for a long time, then asked Bishop Daryl: "This is obviously a big deal."

"...But I can't return to the capital yet."

Daryl struggled for a while, but sighed: "Both Nicholas and his partners have met me before. As long as we meet once, he will know that his existence has been exposed."

"Then where do you plan to go?"

"I'm going to visit Denisaw."

The fat bishop said solemnly: "Go to Nicholas's cemetery. Not many people know the location of his cemetery... It is an inaccessible place, so there will definitely be clues.

"I'm not an extraordinary person either. I'll take a boat and I'll be there in half a month.

"Whether he came back from the dead, or was not dead at all, or someone touched his body, there must be clues over there in the cemetery."

"...You are right."

Annan nodded slowly.

This is indeed a solution.

The royal capital is very dangerous, and Grandpa Daryl is also very powerful. But he was really not suitable to follow.

——Nicholas’s grave must be confirmed sooner or later.

Currently Daryl cannot go to the royal capital, so going to the cemetery now is the best way to go.

But...how can we get Daryl to send the information as quickly as possible?

Send a message?

That’s not appropriate. What if the letter is lost...

Let Sir Silver help deliver the message?

Or do some magic?

...Or else, find a player to follow you and act as a mobile ward?

As it happens, speaking of magic...

"Okay, that's it."

Annan breathed out and his tone became more relaxed: "I almost forgot the business I came to talk to you about. ~IndoMTL.com~ Wasn't what I just talked about business?"

Daryl’s movements were visibly frozen for a moment.

He raised his head in disbelief.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Annan vaguely saw a flash of fear in Daryl’s eyes...

"It's not a troublesome thing this time," Annan quickly explained. "Although every time I come to you, it happens to be a troublesome thing... but this time it's really not bad news."

"Because the news just now is bad enough."

Daryl complained: "I haven't heard such bad news in almost a hundred years, Your Highness."

"That can't be worse, can it?"

"...too."

"But this time it's really good news."

Annan finally couldn't help laughing.

He extended his right hand forward, palm down.

Just like Daryl's action when he showed Annan the Holy Light Seal - starting from the back of Annan's hand, tiny, profound, shimmering silver runes turned over and emerged in pieces. There was only a dark red rune hanging near Annan's wrist.

These runes quickly spread upwards, covering Annan's entire right arm, and continued to extend upwards, until they climbed to Annan's right cheek, and even covered the entire right side of his neck.

These complicated silver runes contain strange power. There is almost nothing visible when there are two of them, but if there are so many connected together, the inexplicable power is constantly stirring and superimposing like water waves——

"I'm here to ask you... I've been lucky recently. I just got three hundred Silver Siren's Holy Light Marks. Is there any high-end, practical magic that you can recommend me to learn?"

Looking at Grandpa Bread, who was looking at him motionless as if he was offline, Annan asked modestly and gently.

Players are super righteous