Chapter 433 Salvatore, One Step Late

"The victor...?"

Annan muttered.

From the nightmare constructed by Denton and the trap he set for himself... Annan can feel that Denton has been struggling with the word "win or lose" all his life.

"...Really, how boring."

Annan murmured in a low voice.

Denton was filled with an almost morbid paranoia about "victory."

He has an inexplicable sense of inferiority in his heart - he may have longed for the approval of others but couldn't, or he has also fallen to the bottom after trying his best.

From his own shards of fear, it can be seen that what Denton fears most is the sudden failure of his own power.

This is enough to show that Denton is very clear about what he is doing.

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 does not desire immortality, nor should he believe in robbers.

"Or... His purpose is not to help the rot, but to control the royal family."

In this way, Annan can also understand-why did Denton control the fourth prince 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 is not a fanatical pursuit of power, and went to Noah's capital. He didn't want to seize the throne from his heart... His desire was that he had to rely on his own strength to play the royal family in the palm of his hand. Victory only makes sense under the rules of others.

And it's not an assassination, but hiding for more than ten years - like a game, controlling the fourth prince to execute all the orders he wants as Denton wishes.

According to the rules of the game, he intends to wait for Prince Philip to inherit the throne by legal means.

Rufu is indeed the god who chooses the believers most arbitrarily.

Even believers who don't believe in themselves at all and don't care about the power that they have given them can accept them as long as they are useful.

In other words... as expected of a god that even an old grandmother dared to offend.

This is probably because bare feet are not afraid of wearing shoes.

Anyway, the rotman didn't even complete the sublimation ceremony, and as a result, he became a god without weakness... and his own characteristic is that his vitality is particularly tenacious, so although the weakest, maybe even the most powerful gold-rank superhuman can't fight against , but doesn't care much about threats from other gods.

The advantage of "comparative ability" is that it can make him so calm.

Like the ritual field of the Bone Lord, if you can go deep into the gray fog and break through the many traps and barriers set up by the Bone Lord, you can forcibly dismantle it; while the ritual field of the man in the mirror, as long as you can pass through to In the past, it can also be interrupted.

Rufus are different.

His ritual hasn't been completed yet... so he can't even dismantle it.

Therefore he is also the weakest of the gods - only one-seventh of his power.

The sublimation ceremony constructed by the rotman was originally intended for his monarch. And after he was stabbed in the back by the monarch, in order to save his life, he changed the ritual to forcibly complete his self-sublimation.

This result is that his sublimation is not perfect.

He must let the direct heirs of the royal families of the seven countries complete the "Eternal Life" ceremony. And become the last survivor among the seven immortals to become a true god.

Before that, he was only one-seventh of the gods.

By the way, the "one-seventh" immortal he completed was himself.

——Philip's plan is to become a real "eternal one" like the rotten man. If he had not mastered any extraordinary power at all before, he could instantly become the upper-ranking existence among the silver-rank extraordinary people by virtue of the power he had received.

"Eternals" aren't just about the level of immortality.

They are candidates for God after all.

Except that the "four-wheel operation" has not been completed, and the "perfect essence of the elements" has not been obtained, the other work has been completed.

There are only two points that Rufu has an advantage over them.

Once he becomes an immortal, his vitality will be far beyond that of ordinary gods; only other immortals who also hold the truth of "immortality" can kill him.

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

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

Annan didn't know what Philip wanted to do before.

Now he's about to understand...

Judging from the situation on Denton's side.

——Philip should 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, it can explain why the robber gave up a golden-class believer and a royal heir so decisively; why Philip knew the ritual of the robber, but did not resist in the slightest.

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

It is worthy of being the most contemptuous God, and even his own believers are a little more contemptuous than others.

The skeleton dude called him an expert.

"What is this all about..."

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

Just then, the door of his room was slammed open.

Salvatore, who had an anxious face, rushed in with Captain Alexander, who had a calm face and a burly figure.

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

Alexander glanced at Annan carefully, then shook his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

And Salvatore was still frozen in place, his expression frozen, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

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

"It's a pity...you're late."

"……I'm late?"

Salvatore repeated dryly.

"yes."

Annan said, glanced at the bottle of pills by the bed, and threw it to Salvatore.

"—because I've solved the problem myself"

He said: "You doctor, you are incompetent."

Salvatore was a little embarrassed and clumsily grabbed the bottle and took a closer look.

Only then did he notice that the pills in the bottle had lost their eerily dull luster, just like ordinary pills. And each piece is exactly cut into two pieces right in the middle.

"The curse has been... completely purified?"

Salvatore muttered.

He froze for a moment, thinking for a moment, then suddenly trotted to Annan's side, held his head, and carefully looked at Annan's expression.

"stop looking."

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

"Can't you see? He's even more confident than before. I'm afraid Denton was eaten by him. What a terrible man."

...sorry, I didn't see anything.

Salvatore murmured in his heart.

After all, he doesn't have the magical ability to see through his eyes through his eyes.

However, it seems that Annan is 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 worrying about you for so long."

"Congratulations then."

Annan smiled and said, "This is your problem after all, isn't it?"

"Um... yes."

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

"No apology, just congratulations!"

Annan laughed and said, "At least in terms of results, it's not a bad thing!"

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

It was only now that he finally believed that Annan was really all right, and he was relieved.

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

But Salvatore still believes from the bottom of his heart that medicine—the less people use it, the more worthy of celebration.

If one day everyone can't use it.

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