"Winner...... ? ”

Annan muttered.

From the nightmare that Denton had constructed, and the trap he had set for himself...... Annan could feel that Denton had struggled with the word "victory or defeat" all his life.

“…… Really, how boring. ”

Annan muttered in a low voice.

Denton's mind was filled with an almost pathological, paranoid about "victory."

He has an inexplicable inferiority complex in his heart - he may have longed for the approval of others but could not ask for it, or he has also fallen to the bottom after trying his best.

From the fragments of his own fear, it can be seen that the most fearful thing in Denton's heart is the sudden failure of his own power.

This fully shows that Denton is very clear about what he has done.

But he knew this, but he still dared to carry out such a risky mission.

- Stealing the country for the sake of the gods.

He did not desire eternal life, so he should not believe in rotten husbands.

Or ...... His purpose was not to help the rotpers, but to manipulate the royal family. ”

In this way, Annan can also understand - why did Denton control the four princes for so long, but he never found an opportunity to attack Henry VIII and directly modify the king's memory?

The reason is simple.

Because Denton was not a fanatical pursuit of power, but went to the capital of Noah. He didn't want to take the throne out of his heart...... His desire is that he will rely on his own power to play the royal family in the palm of his hand. It is only under the rules of others that victory becomes meaningful.

And it's not an assassination, it's been lurking for more than a decade - like a game, controlling the Four Princes to carry out all the orders he wants, as Denton wishes.

Intend to wait for Prince Philip to inherit the throne by legal means according to the rules of the game.

The rotten man is worthy of being the most casual god in the selection of believers.

Even believers who do not believe in themselves at all and do not care about the power they have given them can accept it as long as it is useful.

Or rather...... It is worthy of a god who even the old grandmother dares to offend.

This is probably the barefoot who are not afraid to wear shoes.

Anyway, the rotten man didn't even complete the ascension ceremony, and instead became a god with no weaknesses...... And his own characteristic is that his vitality is particularly tenacious, so although the weakest and perhaps even the most powerful Gold-Tier Transcendent cannot fight against it, he does not care much about the threat from other gods.

The advantage of "being more capable" is that it can make him so calm.

Like the Skeleton Lord's ritual field, if you can go deep into the gray fog and break through the many traps and enchantments set by the Skeleton Princess, you can forcibly tear it down; And the ritual field of the person in the mirror, as long as he can travel to the past, can also interrupt it.

It's not the same with rotten people.

His ritual is still unfinished...... Therefore, it can't even be demolished.

As a result, he is also the weakest god - only one-seventh of his divine power.

The sublimation ceremony that the rotten man had set up back then was originally intended for his sovereign. And after he was stabbed in the back by the monarch, in order to save his life, he changed the ritual himself to forcibly complete self-sublimation.

This result, that is, his sublimation, is not perfect.

He must have the direct descendants of the royal families of the seven countries complete the "Eternal" ceremony. And be the last survivor of the seven Eternals to become a true god.

Before that, he was only one in seven gods.

By the way, the "one-seventh" of the eternal ones he completed was himself.

- Philip's plan was to become a true "eternal being" like the rotten man. If he hadn't mastered any transcendent power before, he could also rely on the power he had received to instantly become a high-ranking existence among the silver-level transcendentals.

The "eternal" is not just immortal.

They are, after all, candidates for God.

Except for the fact that the "four-wheel operation" and the "perfect essence of the elements" have not been completed, all other work has been completed. That's all the difference between the rotten and them.

Once an immortal is attached, its vitality will far surpass that of ordinary gods; Only other immortals who also hold the truth of "eternal life" can kill them.

In other words, it is to take away the "eternal power" that belongs to the other party.

Only a tyrant who is determined to cut off the blood of the royal family and completely abandon blood and family affection can become an immortal. Therefore, the final victor can be called the "King of the Eternals".

Annan didn't know what Philip wanted to do.

Now he understands a little......

Judging by the situation on Denton's side.

- Philip must have wanted to kill the rotten man.

Although I don't know where his confidence comes from.

But if it is understood in this way, then it can explain why the rotten man would so decisively give up a gold-level believer and a royal heir; Why did Philip know about the ritual of the rotten man, but did not resist in the slightest?

Because he is also using rotten men at the same time.

He is the most disdainful of God, and even his own followers are a little more disdainful than others.

The skeleton is called an insider.

"What's going on......"

Annan sighed and lifted the quilt to get out of bed.

Just then, his door was slammed open.

Salvatore, with an anxious face, rushed in with the head of the regiment Alexander, who had a calm face and a burly figure.

When they saw Annan, who was about to get up, their movements froze.

Alexander took a closer look at Annan, shook his head, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Salvatore, on the other hand, froze in place, his expression frozen, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

Annan raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Are you here to save me, senior?"

"It's a shame...... You're late. ”

“…… Coming, late? ”

Salvatore repeated dryly.

"Yes."

Annan said, glancing at the vial of pills next to the bed and tossing it to Salvatore.

"—because I've solved the problem myself"

He said, "You doctor, you're incompetent. ”

Salvatore grabbed the vial with some embarrassment and clumsy and took a closer look.

Only then did he notice that the pills in the bottle had lost their eerie dull luster, like ordinary pills. And each slice is broken into two pieces exactly in the middle.

"The curse has ...... Completely purified? ”

Salvatore muttered.

He froze in place and thought for a moment, then suddenly trotted to Annan's side, holding his head and carefully examining Annan's expression.

"Don't look at it."

The shadow replied in his heart, "It is indeed Annan."

"Can't you see? He was even more confident than before, I was afraid that Denton would be eaten by him. What a terrible man. ”

…… Sorry, I didn't see anything.

Salvatore murmured in response.

After all, he didn't have the magical skill of seeing through his heart through his eyes.

But it seems that Annan is really in a good mood......

After looking at it for a long time, he sighed and moved his hand away: "I don't even know whether to congratulate you on your safe return or punch you...... I've been worried about you for so long. ”

"Then congratulations."

Annan smiled: "It's your problem after all, isn't it?" ”

"Hmm...... Be. ”

Salvatore sighed reluctantly and admitted: "I'm sorry, Annan......"

"No need to apologize, just congratulations!"

Annan laughed and said, "At least in terms of results, this is not a bad thing!" ”

His pupils were as bright as stars, and his smile was as bright as Salvatore had ever seen.

It was only at this time that he finally believed that Annan was really okay and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was taken aback, Bai was nervous for a long time, moved a powerful rescuer, and worked hard to make a pill that could invade other people's nightmares...... And now it's completely unnecessary.

But Salvatore still thinks from the bottom of his heart that medicine is something that the fewer people who use it, the more it is worth celebrating.

If one day no one else will need it.

Then he, as a pharmacist, should be happy, not sad.