The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 330: Tear the fateful person to pieces

"...Master Bernardino."

After enduring the Longjing tea for a long time, he managed to suppress the vomiting sensation in his stomach and respectfully greeted the old man.

It should be stated that it is not him who has any objections to Bernardino Teleshaw.

It wasn't Bernardino's words that stimulated him.

It's just an extremely strong sense of fear.

Those are not human eyes——

Under the face covered with withered yellow bandages, those black runes flowed like living creatures. It was like tiny cockroaches crawling on the ground, making an almost inaudible rustling sound.

——And in the gaps in the bandage, two rare gems were revealed.

This is not a metaphor.

It's not like Annan's eyes, whose pupils are as beautiful as gems... nor is it Kaifuni's eyes, which look like dolls.

Rather, it is a genuine gem.

One of them is a sapphire the size of a quail egg and has many facets. No matter you look at it from any angle, you can see a pure white, solitary rune suspended in the middle of the gem.

And Bernardino’s left eye is a very high-quality chrysoberyl cat’s eye the size of an eyeball. The straight and even bright golden eyeliner is vertical, seeming to shine steadily outward.

Through the bandage, Longjing Tea could vaguely see that Bernardino's eye sockets had turned into golden gemstone bases.

He was covered in bandages, as if he had survived a fire. Naturally, there is no place to wear rings, necklaces, or bracelets.

Perhaps this inlay... or the golden gemstone frame fixed on his eye socket by other means is the carrier of his curse.

If the old man was sitting there silently, no one would think he was alive.

Just by being stared at by the old man's two gem eyes, Longjing Cha could feel his body trembling uncontrollably.

The feeling is like wearing a sweater and walking in the strong wind in winter.

From his chest to his back, he was eroded by a bone-chilling chill.

——That may not be an illusion.

"Don't bully my students."

Suddenly, Clarence spoke in a low voice.

He raised his right hand and pointed at Longjing tea.

At that moment - Longjing Cha keenly felt that the cold feeling in his chest suddenly disappeared.

Longjing Cha could vaguely see that the tips of Clarence's long and sharp nails were faintly flashing with a faint blue light.

...What is that?

"It seems you are very satisfied with him."

Bernardino chuckled softly.

His laughter was dry and hoarse, not pleasant at all, like the fake smile of an actor with poor acting skills.

"That's the spirit body raised by Master Bernardino. It just took hold of your heart."

As if he understood Longjing Cha’s doubts, Clarence briefly explained to him: “Your current soul level is too low to see them.

"In addition to being good at controlling emotions, memories, and perceptions... the Soul Seizing School is also good at controlling the 'soul' itself. Master Bernardino is the 'spiritual bearer' who specializes in controlling the soul body. Monk'."

Clarence stated calmly: "Of the two eyes of the master, one can destroy, absorb, and bind the souls of others, while the other can enslave hundreds of souls.

"If your rank is higher... you can see the ghost pushing the wheelchair behind the master."

...So, this is why, can he control the wheelchair even with his hands wrapped in bandages?

Longjing Tea suddenly realized something in his heart.

"Ha...I can already see LaRuth...what a great talent."

But the old man just laughed again and whispered very slowly: "'Other Spirit-bearing Monks'...can I regard this as...the answer you gave me?"

"That's my answer."

Clarence replied calmly and seriously: "You know, I have no intention of doing this. I have my own path."

As he spoke, he raised the index finger of his right hand and slightly bent the knuckles: "I will not tell anyone about your visit here. But if you don't leave, I will have no choice but to report it to the tower master. ”

As if writing in the air, the tips of his beloved long nails lit up with fluorescent light and moved rapidly through the air, leaving behind streaks of azure light. These traces of light remained vaguely in Longjing Cha's field of vision, forming a somewhat complicated rune.

"Heh, heh, heh... it doesn't have to be like this, Clarence. This isn't a compulsion... it's an invitation."

Bernardino was still curled up in his wheelchair, letting out his signature dry laugh, and said very slowly: "If you don't agree...just pretend I haven't been here today."

As he spoke, the wheelchair suddenly started to rotate on its own.

Longjing Cha suddenly felt a familiar cold feeling coming from his body again - a soft but powerful force pushing him backwards. The door opened automatically, and all obstacles between the old man and the door were moved to both sides.

Even the extremely heavy bookshelf, fixed to the ground by the Zedi Black Tower, gave way in front of the old man.

When Bernardino passed by Longjing Tea, his wheelchair suddenly stopped.

The old man turned slightly to the side and asked in a low voice: "The Book of the Sky Cart?"

"...what?"

Longjing Tea was stunned for a moment.

"You don't know..."

Bernardino sighed with regret and shook his head: "What a pity..."

The old man never stopped after that.

But the moment he passed through the door, the wheelchair completely disappeared without a trace.

While Longjing Tea was dazed, Clarence patted his shoulder gently.

"Don't be nervous. He is here because I am about to advance. The master is here to ask me if I want to advance to a spiritual monk.

"It has nothing to do with Gerald and it has nothing to do with Jude."

——What the hell?

Longjing Tea was suddenly shocked.

I haven’t asked anything yet, how come you know everything?

But he calmed down almost instantly.

Clarence spread his hands: "See, this is rank suppression. This is a demonstration.

"Soul level does not completely represent combat power, but it determines the difficulty of saving throws for extraordinary abilities."

Clarence smiled helplessly: "If you want to keep a secret, you'd better quickly embark on the extraordinary road.

"A soul that has not been corrupted by the curse...basically everything you think is reflected in my mind."

"...So, Master Bernardino also knows everything?"

"No, this is not necessarily true. From silver to gold, there is no overall increase in one's abilities like from bronze to silver."

Clarence gave a negative answer: "Entering the gold level ~IndoMTL.com~ changes the entire race...the abilities it had before will undergo huge changes.

“After you advance to become a Spirit-bearing Monk, you no longer have the ability to read minds and change emotions at will.

“If you want something, you must pay something. The huge leap from silver to gold cannot be filled by a curse.

"I know who killed the teacher, and I also know Jude's current situation. But I will not avenge the teacher. Because his death is inevitable... Even without your master, he will still be there. Die there.

"Because he took the wrong path and it has nothing to do with me. And this is his fate.

"As for Jude...he died for his own reasons, but he also died because of my orders, so I will avenge him. But only kill your friends once, and that's with him Everything you do is equal to your fate."

Clarence looked at Longjing Tea and replied in a gentle tone: "Are you relieved now?"

Longjing Cha swallowed his saliva and smiled reluctantly: "I thought you were from the Prophet School... destiny or something..."

"Prophets never give others the future they see."

Clarence replied calmly: "They are just a group of cowardly 'horse people'."

He raised his right hand, showing off his long nails as sharp as daggers.

——That is a sharp weapon made from the remains of the centaurs, capable of tearing "destiny" into pieces.

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