The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 304: Victor Frost

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Vladimir never despised "Victor".

In other words... among the entire "Hand of Winter" organization today, Victor is the only one who is the enemy that Vladimir must face up to.

This middle-aged man was appointed by Grand Duke Ivan, inherited the "right thumb" ring left by Vladimir, and used it to directly command the entire "right half" of the Hand of Winter.

He and Zolgen completely formed the light and darkness of the "Hand of Winter".

Guarding the "Principality of Winter" and "Grand Duke of Winter" respectively.

Unless directly ordered by the Grand Duke, Victor will never leave the Grand Duke's Palace, in order to prevent the recurrence of the case of Vladimir stealing the frost beast in the past... and also to prevent the prisoners detained underground in the Grand Duke's Palace from escaping. out.

And Zolgen will always follow Annan all the time, hiding in his shadow.

Being entrusted with this important task by Grand Duke Ivan is enough to prove his outstanding talents.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

Before Vladimir defected, only Victor could stabilize him... not even Zolgen.

Jolgen can't even suppress his own strength - he almost kills people with every move, leaving no room for mercy. That's why he is the last line of defense around the Grand Duke.

In addition to guarding the Grand Ducal Palace, Victor is also responsible for negotiation, talks and exchange of interests with the nobles.

He has a very heavy job. This is especially true when the Archduke is fishing.

This is also one of the reasons why Victor politely refused when Annan went to the Northland and wanted to take him with him.

When the Grand Duke was unable to work due to various matters, he would immediately take over the work at hand. In order to better complete this mission, he must fully understand all the details of the whole country in winter.

If Zoya is the head maid who takes care of daily life, then Victor is the housekeeper of the Duke of Winter... At the national level, he is equivalent to the prime minister.

He is the guardian of the Principality of Winter.

It is also the original "Hand of Winter".

"Long time no see, Victor."

In a completely emotionless voice, Vladimir said in a low voice: "You still haven't aged... exactly the same as when I first saw you."

The **** wounds reflected on Vladimir's old face, making him look even more terrifying.

Victor, who was wearing a butler's attire with a straight back and a tall figure, just raised his left hand and calmly pulled the glove on his left hand with his right hand to wear it tighter.

"Ah, yes."

Victor calmly replied: "I will not grow old, and you know that too."

"Ha. In a sense, I really envy you..."

"Why, have you also fallen into the philosophical myth of birth, aging, illness and death?"

"...You are right."

Unexpected.

Vladimir closed his eyes and nodded slowly.

Victor raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth: "Oh."

"You don't need to laugh at me. Because one day I will abandon this old body and enter eternity."

Vladimir’s emotionless voice sounded.

The dark gray humanoid figure behind him retreated from Selicia. Its crooked, branch-like arms stretched out towards Selicia were pointed towards the sky again, while its twisted and painful face was aimed at Victor.

"You actually still have the desire to form a [sublime false body]."

"Because I am human."

Vladimir responded briefly: "And human desires are endless."

His voice fell.

Without any warning, he suddenly attacked Victor.

In the blink of an eye, the world around him was dyed into a dark gray full of despair. The whole world is frozen like a black and white photo, only the scars on Vladimir and the noble fake body behind him are bright red.

The next moment, the many wounds on his body suddenly began to expand.

The still world in front of you is like a frozen photo. And the invisible sharp objects are like blades piercing from "outside the photo", tearing the whole world into pieces easily——

Air, earth, walls.

Completely ignoring the original "hardness" and "durability" of the object, it directly destroys it at a higher dimensional level. It's like a wound called a "stigma" that appears out of nowhere...it's a stigma covering the surface of the world.

Power enough to penetrate and cut through the world.

"...I see, it's the element of [Suffering]."

Theoretically, only elements can counteract elements.

Not to mention that it has been developed to the limit and even has a noble fake body.

But that steady voice sounded from the solidified space: "You want to become the God of Suffering? No, that's not right..."

Victor, with frosty hair and gray eyes, suddenly raised his right hand in the frozen world.

【We are all guilty——】

Extremely skillful words of frost came out of Victor's mouth.

The world around us was covered with frost in the blink of an eye. And the seal of the cold ring hanging on his right thumb was also released.

It was like the wound was frozen.

——The world's collapse process suddenly stopped.

The next moment, dense curse patterns poured out from the carrier - spreading to Victor's body in the blink of an eye.

No, even though it has covered the whole body, it has not stopped yet.

The curse pattern filled with curses is still spreading outward crazily, forming two spiraling black wings behind Victor. A gray fog visible to the naked eye formed around him, making his image hazy.

Those are the seals and shackles written by the gods themselves with endless curses.

Only in this way can the sinful power be completely isolated from his body——

After unlocking the seal, Victor's ears became slender, and his gray pupils seemed to be flowing with mercury.

——Yes.

He is an elf, an old elf who has personally experienced the era of the "Oser Empire".

He is one of the founders of the Frost Whisperer profession... and can be regarded as the ancestor of Annan. A certain pope who was once an old grandmother.

At the same time.

He was also a user of "cursed energy" - and one of the advocates of the policy of destroying cursed vaults.

It is because of this achievement that he can survive.

It was precisely because of this crime that he was not allowed to die, nor was he allowed to advance to gold.

Because his soul was frozen by the magical power of his old grandmother, he could not age, sublime, or dye. His life was forever stagnated at the moment he was frozen... The days after that~IndoMTL.com~ were all about atonement.

In order to suppress the toxicity of the curse energy, Victor has accumulated too many curses in his body. Once it dies, it will cause huge disaster.

On the other hand... he has accumulated enough curses to promote ordinary people to gold, but he is still a silver.

Then Vladimir will never treat him as an ordinary Silver-level transcendent.

"Spell Energy" and "Perfect Essence of Elements" are of the same level, both are liquid world blood. Although the opponent has not been promoted to the gold level and cannot use his soul to extract the power of elements, Victor's soul has already been imbued with curse energy.

Vladimir’s elemental power cannot suppress the opponent’s soul.

...I'm afraid, this is also the reason why His Majesty Annan only sent Victor to stop him.

Because Annan himself...even with all the other Hands of Winter, cannot move in his [Suffering Field].

But he was not originally here to assassinate Annan.

"Victor Frostwhisper. I already knew you would be waiting for me here."

Vladimir read the other person’s real name and looked directly at him: “Do you think I will come back here without making any preparations?”

"Ah...it doesn't matter."

Victor took a deep breath, and his patience was obviously reduced a lot: "He is just a defeated general."

The curse that filled his body made him extremely uncomfortable.

It was like walking in the cold wind for a long time and then being blown by the hot wind... He felt a tearing pain throughout his body.

The battle cannot last too long...

However, during these thousand years, although he could not become stronger... he had not wasted it either.

The moment he raised his head and looked at Vladimir with his pupils flowing like mercury.

Vladimir was suddenly pulled into a pure white illusion.