Chapter 211 Nightmare: The Long Night Has Come, Clear the Level!
Annan glanced down at his main mission.
[Main task: Choice]
[Reduce the number of purifiers to "one person" (completed)]
【Meet ████ (Completed)】
【until dawn】
The first two mission goals have been completed by Annan.
Now just wait for dawn.
"Sure enough."
Annan murmured softly, his body relaxed.
He leaned on the seat behind him, raised his head slightly, and looked at the ceiling of Notre Dame under the faint candlelight.
The first task objective, "reduce the number of Purifiers to only one", obviously needs to be completed by killing or rescuing other people.
And since this is Annan's main task, it means that this step will be completed by Annan.
At that time, Annan was thinking, what kind of means should he use to rescue his teammates who have fallen into complete despair?
Now Annan finally understood.
—Heaven saves himself.
It is precisely because they never give up, they can still hold hope in the deepest despair, and they can immediately grasp the fleeting thread of fate. Annan's aid can be effective.
If they all gave up, Annan would not be able to save them anyway.
we can even say……
Whether it is Officias or Isaac, the "ability to change fate" controlled by Annan is hardly used. Aofeishi only used four absolute points in total—this allowed Aofeishi, who had never met Jason before, to be able to meet him.
There is no doubt that this should also be an encounter in fate.
Because Annan, who was familiar with mythology, immediately realized...the name Jason actually has another way to translate it.
That is Jason.
This name is a new name given to "Diomedes" after he was adopted by Chiron.
Although the identity is different, the gender is different, and even the age is different...Although he has crossed different worlds, he is also the "captain" that Officy loves.
Jason in a certain world and "Orpheus" in another world finally met again.
And the only thing Annan did was to create a "fate" between them. It is precisely because they seized each other's opportunities that they will not be "destined for each other".
What Tianche can provide is just an opportunity—to be precise, it is the "opportunity of sublimation" that allows those who are really desperate to hold on to hope again.
It is similar to the protagonist who falls off a cliff in a martial arts novel.
If they are lucky enough to survive, the power of Tianche will allow them to encounter adventures. As for what they can gain from it, how far they can practice, and how they will make final choices, this has nothing to do with Tianche.
It is related to their own talents, personalities, experiences, and luck.
Or……
Crane is just a kind of incentive mechanism to encourage people to break free from desperation.
From this point of view, the entire sublimation ceremony in the fog world is not just people drowning in the curse, using their own desires as fire to light up the light of hope, and finally struggling to get rid of this curse-ridden desperate situation?
The "God" who has completed the sublimation is indeed no longer restricted by the curse. Whether it is the curse evoked by the ritual, or the curse caused by mortal things and mortals, it will slide away on the body of the light world.
This is the job of the skycar.
——Although Annan has not yet completed his own sublimation ceremony, he has not really become a "sky car".
But the process of him rescuing Ophelia and Isaac is exactly what Sky Che should do.
"...I don't really hate this kind of work."
Annan murmured softly to the green-robed sage: "It's better to say, I like it very much.
"I have lamented the story of 'just a little bit' since a long time ago. If you lose after exhausting your best, then there will only be regret and relief, but no resentment; but in more cases, It's "I wish I had done that" or "I wish I had met this at that time", such a misguidance of "a lack of possibility".
"I've been thinking since then... if someone gave these deplorable losers a second chance and let them live again. Would the story be different?
"No, it should be said...the story will definitely be different. Because their desires this time allow them to seize every opportunity, even if there is no such opportunity, they will create it. Even if the loser puts his life on the line, he will never Put yourself in the same situation of failure again.
"—but it would be better if they didn't have that 'failure' from the very beginning.
"What they lack is just 'opportunity'. Those who have determination, perseverance, and the willpower to overcome all difficulties and obstacles...why can't they succeed?"
The so-called, so that hard work can also succeed.
Just like in the game—whether it is the acquisition of experience or the breakthrough of the realm, there is a clear progress bar. Players know where they should go to gain experience and where to get materials.
——And Earth OL is without a doubt the worst game, it sucks.
If the players of Earth OL—that is, people in reality, can also have such an "experience bar" so that they can clearly see the extent of their efforts; and as long as they work hard, they will definitely get results. All right.
Annan occasionally has delusions like this.
From the bottom of his heart, he thought that such a world would be much better.
Because most tragedies are not because people don't try hard enough...but because even hard work doesn't work, or hard work goes in the wrong direction. Or, in fact, hard work itself is useful, but fate dictates that people choose to give up before they succeed.
If only people could be "players".
If only I could make people happy.
Under the gaze of the saint in green, Annan, who had already understood his mission, just smiled from the bottom of his heart.
"It turns out that my mission is this..."
—that would be wonderful.
Thinking of this, Annan's mood improved a lot. The numbness that had broken free from that deep despair had also been healed in this heat.
Without the protection of the Heart of Winter, Annan's personality is closer to that of a mortal—rather than a god. Whether reversed or not, the Heart of Winter gave Annan protection.
Protection separate from the world.
Annan raised his head and looked at the green-robed saint.
He felt more and more an inexplicable intimacy coming from the other party. As if I should have known him in the first place.
"Is there anything else you want to say to me?"
Annan subconsciously asked in a respectful manner.
The saint in the green robe just drew a card from the pile of cards, handed it to Annan, and took the dice back.
——In fact, Annan also felt that the twenty-sided dice looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. But he searched his memory and confirmed that he had never seen it at least in this life... He thought that this might be because he had seen a similar style in some movie game in his previous life, and he had a sense of déjà vu.
"thanks."
Annan thanked him and took the card.
He has probably realized it in his heart.
—everyone else in this nightmare has left.
If nothing else, this should belong to Annan's own card.
Soon, words appeared on the card:
That's very short speech.
"...So, you who were yesterday will be reborn today.
"When these eyes are opened, justice will no longer be blind."
Annan raised his head, only to see that the man in the green robe had disappeared at some point. The ubiquitous bloody shimmer in the room also dissipated.
A ray of morning light came in from the window, sprinkled on the ground and on the table. Sprinkle it on the position where the green-robed man was just now.
Annan was taken aback for a moment, and quickly walked to the window, looking out of Notre Dame.
I saw that the red moon hanging in the sky had also dissipated.
Early risers paced the streets, and the streets were revived with hope and energy.
For Annan, Isaac, and Officias...for all of them, it was extremely long...even a night that was so long that it seemed like a lifetime ago, it finally came to an end.
—The night is dead.
Its daybreak.
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