It was a language that only the Frost Whisperers could use.

The original purpose of this language was to carry the mystery of "winter".

This is a secret from the beginning of the world—

The body that Annan used, which belonged to "Job", was gradually disintegrating.

The mortal body is naturally unable to withstand the power of the secret of creation.

It's like an old photograph of dozens of holes burned by soot. Holes began to emerge from his body, and a gray-white blizzard blew out of these holes.

The invisible and colorless blizzard was blowing away in all directions with Annam as the center.

It was not a snowflake condensed by "water".

In the land where the blizzard passed, complete silence descended without warning.

There was no wind, but there was no murmur.

Only after the old words have fallen...... The world was reduced to a pure, silent gray-white.

It's like the world has been put on a black-and-white filter and the sound has been turned off.

All sounds were gradually swallowed up.

All colors are gradually frozen.

Wherever the blizzard passed, it completely robbed it of color and sound.

It hovers in the sky forever, and it is impossible to determine its position with the naked eye.

Only Annan's chanting resounded in the gray-white silent world:

“…… It was originally used to describe the stillness of the heavenly vault like a dying old man when the earth was first born; and the earth's hatred of everything that is yet to pass away—"

After Annanji finished reading this creation knowledge slowly and with great clarity.

His body was in tatters. The skull was only half gone, and the lone left eye looked at the giant spider.

He still held the gun in his right hand, and a dozen small holes appeared in his right arm; And the left arm has three larger holes. Looking through these loopholes, you can't see flesh and blood, only black, abyss-like things.

The world is like hitting the pause button.

The huge spider, which was less than a few meters away from Annan, was already covered by an extremely thin gray-white blizzard.

The chelicera, which had been lifted high in fear and lifted away from the earth, had also stood still.

The narrow island beneath Annan turned into a raised iceberg.

The cobwebs in the distance are also covered in ice.

Looking down from above...... It's like a meteorite falling into a frozen lake and smashing out a spider's web.

The sun, moon and stars in the sky were all extinguished, leaving only darkness.

- This is a world where only black, white, and gray remain.

Even illusory "dreams" can be frozen mercilessly......

This is the real "cold winter".

Crunch.

In the silence of the world, the sound of boots trampling on the snow sounded lonely.

Because of the recitation of forbidden knowledge, Annan's body became full of holes, and slowly walked alone in the snow.

I can still move.

Annan himself was surprised by this.

His health has already been a warning:

[Health: -1545%]

This data is still falling downward...... It's as if his breach is still widening.

However, Annan is inexplicably confident-

I'm definitely not going to die here.

Crunch.

In the gray-white world, Annan slowly approached the giant spider that had been frozen.

It's not that he doesn't want to go faster, it's that he's exhausted himself just by moving.

Annan, who was extremely insensitive to pain, did not know how heavy his injuries were......

But his curse erased the pain.

That's really ......

"—that's great."

Annan grinned, revealing a brilliant smile.

I saw an extremely rare scene.

The right side of his face that was about to disappear made his smile look a little hideous.

Spells cannot be used.

There is also no strong body.

There are no weapons available.

There are no items that can be used in rituals.

Face a giant spider that is several stories high...... It is impossible for humanity to win.

That's why Grover completely ignores Annan's threat. Leisurely stand aside and chat with him.

I'm afraid in the past...... Some people have seen through the truth.

At that time, there was no protection from [Dream]. While it's more unfriendly to the Purifiers, it's also easier to see through the truth and realize that "this is a nightmare that someone is manipulating".

At that time, Grover must have been like that...... Transform into a giant spider, humbly admit the loopholes pointed out by the other party, accept all curses and supplications with a smile, or charge at the spider with a pitiful knife and a mortal body like Don Quixote who challenged the windmill.

Let the other person taste despair and pain, and then kill him.

Kill an enemy in a nightmare, then resurrect and kill again - and so on until they are completely dead here.

“…… I thought I was playing Acceleration World. ”

Annan scoffed.

He raised his flintlock pistol, which had turned pure white in the blizzard, and aimed it at the giant spider.

Even until the other day...... Annan actually didn't think that he could be recognized by the holy bones of "justice".

But to see such a disgusting person - no, such a disgusting spider.

Yes.

It's a dream, it's an illusion.

Alice is already dead, and no one will be saved even if the spider is killed.

But from another point of view......

He died so that more people could be saved.

"If evil is eliminated, justice is ......"

Annan muttered in a low voice.

"Then I am the righteous judge."

The corners of Annan's mouth rose more and more.

His smile grew brighter and brighter.

There was a sparkle in his eyes.

His finger was on the trigger.

The laughter was almost unbearable—

He laughed heartily and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

His voice rang out in the silence of the world.

"Judgment begins—you arrogant man!"

In the world of black, white and gray, metal projectiles are fired from the muzzle.

It rolled up a ballistic line of countless circles like airplane tail smoke, piercing the body of the giant spider with incredible precision.

Starting from the head, running through the body, and flying out from behind.

Ordinary projectiles, without encountering any resistance.

It is not the weakening of defense, but the absolute suppression of "movement" over "static".

But at the next moment, at the point of contact between the projectile and the spider, a large area of spider web cracks suddenly appeared.

- Smack.

It's like breaking through ice with a stone. The crack is compensated for on the spider.

- Smack.

The crack continues to expand, spreading into the stagnant air beyond the spider.

Colors begin to get confused, and subtle sounds begin to appear.

Where the spider was injured, blue, purple, and golden blood flowed out...... Blood is like a rainbow, constantly flowing and changing.

- Smack.

The crack widens further, spreading throughout the Nightmare World.

Only a small isolated island where Annan is located is unharmed.

The next moment, the nightmare shattered.

The isolated island built on the cobwebs could no longer bear the weight and fell towards the abyss.

Moments before the world finally returned to its normal color, Annan saw the giant spider shatter into thousands, tens of thousands. Shattered in the air, countless frost-covered limbs exploded like dazzle.

"Ahh

Annan lost consciousness in the sound of uncontrollable laughter at last.