The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 318: Real people transcend good and evil

In fact, this is also the first time Annan has seen the body of the Sixth Phase Purana.

If Annan were to look for it on his own, he would definitely not be able to find it. Because although it is called "Purana", it is not really a book like the Fourth Historiography... it is not even a written carrier such as parchment or stone tablets or clay tablets.

Annan actually knows what the so-called "Purana" is——

The original definition of the Puranas is a Sanskrit religious text from ancient India on Earth.

They are usually used to worship a certain god, usually the main gods such as Vishnu, Brahma and Shiva. There are "five aspects" in the content of the Purana, which are the initial creation of the universe, the destruction and rebirth of the universe, the genealogy of the gods, the birth and history of human beings, the Sunja dynasty and Soma built by the descendants of Surya. The lineage of the Yuezhong dynasty founded by the descendants of.

In this world, there is also similar mysterious knowledge - of course, this is the creation of Miss Good Luck.

She divided the most secret knowledge into five categories, corresponding to "the beginning of creation", "the possibility of the destruction of the world", "the secret of the living pillar", "the creation of various races", "creation" The conquest and extermination of various races at the beginning."

The so-called Sixth Phase Purana is "other than top-secret knowledge that cannot be described or spoken." This is the power sealed by Miss Good Luck herself... just like the Three Sirens.

That is absolutely secret knowledge that even the Twelve Righteous Gods have forgotten. It even has its own set of language rules, since this knowledge cannot even be "diluted" into apocrypha.

Currently human language cannot even pronounce the content, and even if it hears this knowledge, it cannot be understood.

In addition to actively passing on the knowledge, killing this person will also cause this knowledge to flow into your own mind; if there is no clear and traceable murderer, then it will flow into the minds of those closest to you.

This knowledge exists in an almost eternal way.

Unless all human beings are exterminated, it will not completely disappear...but at the same time, it will not reproduce itself. It exists like a parasite in the collective consciousness of mankind.

In a sense, it can also be regarded as a "worm".

It’s just that this parasite is not harmful, and has always shown a willingness and attitude of symbiosis... So after it was sealed and lost its most fundamental danger, it no longer became a "big enemy" .

Annan is not a procrastinator, and will never run away or retreat before danger. After clarifying various precautions, Annan followed Saint Peter to the prepared ceremony venue without even taking a night's rest.

This is not an unusually sacred place.

It's not a very complicated pre-ceremony... rather, quite the opposite. The place where the "Silent Man" St. Peter prepared to use this great spell was just a very simple and extremely empty square.

The only difference between it and other squares is that there is no one here. The surrounding area had been heavily cordoned off a few days ago, and barriers were used to completely isolate sounds from inside and outside.

Twelve righteous gods stand in the twelve directions on the dial, guarding the surroundings and keeping people away.

In the square, there were only two people, Annan and Saint Peter.

The guardian, who had always been silent, opened his eyes completely to Annan.

——It was a gaze as bright as the sun.

After sending blessings to Annan before, his appearance has aged to the point where he is forty or fifty years old. But now, when he makes a sound again, his appearance is still slowly aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was a powerful sound like waves, like a tsunami.

The moment Saint Peter spoke, the sky became deeply overcast. The afternoon sky was covered by dark clouds in just a few seconds.

In the blink of an eye, heavy rain fell.

Among the layers of thick dark clouds, there is only one crack. There was a clearly visible beam of light shining down from it - in the roaring rainstorm, the only safe place not directly hit by the rain was within a few steps of Annan.

Even so, the rainwater accumulated from the bluestone on the ground in the blink of an eye, splashing onto Annan's trouser legs and boots.

Annan was bathed in the only light, but had strange hallucinations.

He seemed to feel that the radiance projected from the layers of dark clouds formed layers of gauze-like curtains.

As St. Peter's chanting sounded, some invisible force rose and fell around Annan like a tide. Those gauze-like brilliance gradually took on colors that were different and indescribable to human vision.

But the element of "brilliance" held by Annan clearly told him that the light surrounding him gradually morphed into the "touch" of something greater. Although they appear to be layered auroras, they are only the shadows they can glimpse.

Like a chopstick standing in front of an ant. The ants either walked around or climbed up, but even if they climbed to the end, they still couldn't understand the true nature of the chopsticks.

Finally, the overwhelming dizziness caused Annan to lose the ability to sense his limbs. He seemed to be floating in a warm ocean exuding the fragrance of roses, his body swaying helplessly in the water with the rise and fall of the tide.

Annan's powerful perception ability at this time made him suffer even more.

He felt that he seemed to have become very small, so small that he could stand on a silk thread; and he seemed to have become extremely huge, as if he had stepped out of the shell called "The World", and his whole body had become... Became a giant.

In the strong sense of dissonance, Annan "understood" a voice.

"A true man is beyond good and evil..."

Annan instinctively tried to understand the voice and trace its origin.

But then, an even stronger sense of dizziness overwhelmed his will. His body was suddenly blown away by the invisible ocean - blown up from the white thread and floating in front of it.

Before losing consciousness, Annan tried to project his consciousness outward.

He roughly saw...

It was countless silver-white spheres suspended in the pure white ocean.

Countless silver-white threads protruded from countless spheres. They are not straight lines, but curves that move in a particular way. Most of these lines neither intersect nor are parallel to each other, but some lines are very close to other lines.

Annan suddenly realized that it was another world.

If the position where he flew over is set to "forward", then a certain distance in the opposite direction from where he was before would be exactly perpendicular to a certain line protruding from another sphere.

And he was pulled by some kind of force to a further location on his current "line".

When Annan just stood on this line, he was attracted by a kind of gravity. But after he was blown away by the "ocean", it was like a magnet that was no longer attached... He seemed to be able to go in any direction and "fall" in any direction. ~IndoMTL.com~ If he doesn’t follow this force and fall to a certain point accurately——

He can even travel to any location along the line. Not just the "future", but also the "past", or you can also go to other "lines" and land at any point.

At that moment, Annan realized very clearly... He seemed to be able to exist at any moment and in any position. In countless worlds, there are countless possibilities for him.

——But this is just "if" and "possibility".

Because when Annan had this idea, he had already fallen further away - in this unknown sea of ​​pure white, the speed of thought was still too slow. Annan was like a magnet attached to the refrigerator, clinging to the thread with a snap.

Immediately afterwards, Annan's consciousness began to melt rapidly. The line quickly grew in size and became like a huge, ever-moving river. Annan just left a mark on the spot before melting... In other words, a great force hung a lifebuoy on Annan before he completely fell into the river.

When Annan woke up again, he realized that he was in a brand new world.

A world that was somewhat familiar... yet felt strange to Annan.

——But Annan does not exist as a human being or a ghost.

Annan just has a vague humanoid outline, like a slender, tall and illusory silhouette.

His body exudes a faint, clear silver light like water waves...like an untouchable shadow.

Annan floated in the air like a god, looking down at the land one hundred and eighty-six years later.

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