Annan was wrapped in frost, and stabbed straight into the other party's jaw with a blow from the bottom up.

If this blow can hit, it should at least slow down his transformation......

The thoughts flashed through his mind.

But soon, Annan was suddenly startled, and his steps in front of him stopped.

It's just a normal pick.

He didn't even hit the enemy, the blade of the sword only brushed the tip of the opponent's nose—

But a faint frost streak slanted out of the tip of the blade and struck the young guard's right eye.

In a very short time, the frost streak spread across his head. The other party's skull was covered with a layer of white frost, and even the movement of turning his head and the twitching of the muscles on his face became stiff, and the skin was full of cold air visible to the naked eye.

The man's eyes were even more astonished than Annan's:

“…… Frost Swordsmanship? You-"

Before the young guard could finish his sentence, his throat was covered in frost scars that spread across it.

After spreading through the heart, the traces of frost suddenly increased several times, directly spreading to the whole body. The young guard fell backwards, pale and bloodless, his eyelashes covered in frost, like a frozen corpse frozen in the snow and ice.

Even Annan was shocked by the power of his sword.

He actually just wanted to slow down......

- Is I so strong?

"I'll have to experiment to see what the upper limit of the Frost Sword Technique is."

If this life can't complete the main quest in the dungeon, then at least find someone to try your own damage. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to determine what level of enemy he could fight outside......

As the saying goes, if you can beat it, it will ripple, and if you can't beat it, you will quickly walk. When people pretend to be forced, they must force themselves a little bit so that they will not be counter-killed.

Annan quickly made up his mind and began to clean up the corpses in the room a little. You don't have to deal with it too much, just bury them in a barrel.

It's just a copy anyway, as long as you don't see it at a glance when you open the room.

After tidying up his clothes again, Annan calmly walked out of the door and walked back the way he came.

When he returned to Don Juan's room, he slowed down in advance.

After walking to the door, Annan really heard someone rummaging inside, and he didn't hide it at all.

"Look again, be careful!"

Klaus's deep voice came from the room: "That thing is a piece of paper, it could be anywhere - every book has to be turned carefully!" Let's see if there's anything in the bed!

"And the rings and seals are also carefully searched! I can't deliver any of them, and whoever dares to think crookedly, I'll throw him into the Black Sea! ”

Delivery?

Annan frowned slightly.

He glanced at the taskbar.

[Finding out the true identity of the betrayer] has been silently marked with the mark (completed). But the last two tasks have not been completed.

He didn't alarm the men, but slowly stepped back, ready to go to the captain's room to take a look.

Before he could reach the deck, he heard the clanging of swords coming from the deck.

A cursory glance reveals that at least three groups are fighting. The wizard didn't know if he was friend or foe...... If it were a friend, he would probably be more than lucky by now; If it's an enemy, then I'm afraid I'm sending it if I go up now.

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind Annan.

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back.

There was no way back for him.

"Huh...... Was it discovered? ”

Annan laughed out loud: "It doesn't seem too stupid. ”

Live until dinner starts?

Don't let Don Juan Geraint drink poisoned wine?

He had no intention of doing either of these things at all.

Annan can hear it clearly, and there is an additional reward for decryption. Then he wants to do it, and he has to do it best - he wants to make everything clear and get the best benefits.

He can't be resurrected outside. If he cowered and couldn't be perfect in the resurrected dungeon, how could he use one life to clear the more dangerous game outside?

Isn't that the simplest truth?

Annan no longer hesitated, kicked open the door of the deck, and crawled up.

As soon as he went to the deck, he looked around and saw where the captain's room was.

Without hesitation, he ran wildly towards that side. The two sides of the ship who were fighting saw him rush out suddenly, and rushed to the captain's room without hesitation, and for a moment they could not confirm which side he was.

But soon, someone on the side with more people reacted.

"Kill John!"

Someone shouted, "Kill him if you want to live!" He can't be persuaded to surrender! ”

"You fart!"

While running at high speed, Annan was not to be outdone, and said: "How do you know if you don't try!" ”

He threw the scabbard straight away, and it was a frost sword attack at the person who tried to intercept him.

He slapped his sword on the blade of his opponent's sword, deflecting the opponent's slash away. At this time, the man let out a miserable scream, and the long sword in his hand was directly taken out of his hand.

Annan took advantage of the situation and knocked him away with a shoulder bump. The man didn't mean to stop Annan any longer, but just hugged his right hand and stepped back with a mournful scream.

I saw that the man's right hand emitted a faint cold air, pale without the slightest blood, which formed a sharp contrast with the bloody left hand.

The sword he had dropped on the ground quickly frosted and was fixed to the deck.

At this time, Annan finally rushed to the captain's room.

It was about the same as he expected...... There were only two people in the captain's cabin.

Or strictly speaking, a half-human.

Don Juan was tied up and hung in the corner, looking at Annan with a complicated expression.

And Benjamin, the "silver-level wizard" in a robe, was already lying on the table. The silver ring in his right hand cracked, and countless tiny trembling eyeballs popped out of the cracks. He himself was covered with blood, stained his teeth and plates, and his eyes were white with no pupils and iris, and nothing but darkness remained.

“…… John, are you a member of the Archduke of Winter? ”

Don Juan asked Annan softly, with a complicated expression: "Are you also the nail arranged by others by my side......"

Annan asked with interest, "How are you sure?" ”

The little young master didn't struggle, and he was probably mentally prepared for his fate.

He was silent for a while, and then answered Annan's question in a low voice:

"I see, you used the Frost Sword Technique. You don't have rank, you don't know sorcery, but you can freeze others in the air, which only the frost sword technique of the Grand Duke of Winter can do. They would never pass this on to someone with a foreign surname...... And you are indeed from the Duchy of Winter. ”

He paused, then asked Annan again, "Are you also here to find the Book of the Skychariot?" The Grand Duke of Winter also has an idea for it? ”

"No, no."

Annan replied casually, looked at the old wizard who didn't breathe much, and asked again, "Lord Benjamin, what's the matter?" Poisoned? ”

"He broke his spell and was recursed."

The young master quickly replied.

"What is a curse? What is a counterspell? ”

Annan asked.

Don Juan didn't struggle, just whispered, "You'll know when you enter the ranks...... The transcendent is not a beautiful thing. ”

"Say more, talk more."

Annan closed the door and turned his head to urge.

Don Juan sighed, and as if Annan had gone mad, he fulfilled his wish and told all he knew:

"Power comes at a price. In this world, all supernatural powers come from curses. With each piece of power comes the same curse...... For example, for every time you move up the soul rank, you have to take on a new spell. Spells are everyone's greatest secret, and every time you violate a spell, you will suffer a pain, and if you violate all the spells, you will be counter-cursed and temporarily lose all your strength.

"The two curses held by Lord Benjamin are 'Do not eat squid' and 'Do not refuse wine from someone older than you'. It is unknown where Klaus learned of his spell, so he planned to kill Master Benjamin with poisoned wine mixed with squid juice. ”

"How are you sure I'm not at the level?"

Annan frowned slightly.

If he didn't figure out this problem, he didn't even dare to use the frost sword technique......

This thing is ruthless, but it is a bit revealing of identity. Unless it is used in the case that the other party will die, you can use this trick when no one notices.

- Of course, it doesn't matter in the dungeon.

When Don Juan heard this, he looked at him a little strangely.

“…… Isn't that common sense? ”

He was a little confused, and seemed to be suspicious of Annan's identity.

"Let's talk about it, it's just a mood adjustment. You don't have anywhere to go anyway, we're all going to have to die together-"

Annan said quickly.

Don Juan was stunned, looked at him carefully, and then looked at the bronze ring on his hand.

“…… You don't have any bronze ornaments on you, do you? ”

Don Juan himself was a little unsure: "Where did you store your curse?" ”

“…… That's right. ”

When Annan heard this, his heart suddenly brightened.

He glanced at Benjamin's broken silver ring, then at Don Juan's bronze ring, and roughly understood.

The supernatural powers of this world seem to be accompanied by curses. Curses, on the other hand, require containers to store them...... So is below the silver level a bronze level?

I see. That's why they're called "Bronze" or "Silver...... Is it the golden tier at the top?

At that moment, the door to the captain's cabin had been slammed open.

Standing in the way was none other than Klaus, who had a gloomy face.

He looked at Annan and said nothing.

"You may not believe it, but I have an iron crotch."

Annan casually read a word to Don Juan, and without hesitation, he launched a frontal assault on Klaus.

The beginning of the game is Wang Bang - he directly used the full strength of the frost sword technique to slash at the opponent's head!

But Don Juan's complexion changed suddenly:

"Don't hit him from the front!"

"What?"

Annan was stunned for a moment, the frost marks spreading from his sword had already cleaved on Klaus's chest.

But Klaus didn't dodge in the slightest, just looked at Annan coldly and didn't say a word.

Annan suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

He looked down and noticed that a frost was spreading rapidly throughout his body. But the frost only made his body stiff, and he didn't feel any destructive power.

“…… Is it just this kind of strength of ice? Ice that can't even freeze to death for ordinary people? ”

Klaus suddenly opened his mouth and sneered: "If this is a frost sword technique, there will be a ghost." ”

He no longer hesitated, took a step forward, and cut off Annan's head with a sword.

- The next moment, go back in time.

Annan had just fallen into darkness when he suddenly felt himself being pushed hard.

“…… John? Wake up, John! ”

A rude male voice sounded in front of him: "How did you sleep!" Where did the young master go? ”