Chapter 297 The Prison of the Crane

"I should have realized... Artabanus."

Annan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He raised his head, looked at the rotten man who was slowly walking towards him, and murmured in a low voice: "Although you were once the best alchemist...but in your priesthood, it should not involve to the realm of 'spice'."

"Well said."

Facing Annan's direct call of his name, the rotten man did not get angry at all, but agreed with a gentle attitude: "It is true that there is no such thing, but so what?"

His pace neither quickened nor slowed.

As if walking in the garden in the afternoon, raising her white and slender right hand, it danced in the air like magic, dazzling people.

The rotman's body didn't have the slightest bit of airflow, but the petals of different colors, fresh or dry, wrapped around the rotman's fingertips as if they were alive.

Although the last petal that stayed on the fingertips of the rotten man had already turned into a butterfly and flew away...and turned into powder in the air.

But the other petals are scrambling to stay at his fingertips.

Not because of fanatical belief.

It's them—or rather, they want to get out of this form as soon as possible. Even if it turns into a butterfly or shatters in the air.

It's better than this body that can't control oneself at all, fluttering in the air as petals in the wind, waiting to be gradually dried.

And Annan continued: "Then, where do all the different flavors and abilities you make come from?

"If it is said that this is only refined through plant means...then this refining method must be traceable.

"You lack believers in the first place, and you don't have any gold-ranked apostles who can protect your high-ranking believers. If your essences are some kind of refined products, then you should be able to distribute them to believers."

"you are right."

The rotten man nodded happily: "If it is really possible to give these aromatic essential oils to others, then I will indeed do so."

"The reason you didn't do this is because these spices cannot be given to others; or... if you give them to others,

will lose its special effect.

"Since they are not your clergy abilities, nor are they alchemical products that can be given to others...there is only one answer. That is the aroma itself, which is the alchemical effect you produced by catalyzing certain alchemical raw materials—it It's not a 'product', but the 'effect' of a spell!

"Because your believers don't have alchemy of your strength. So even if they get the raw materials, they can't perform instant alchemy..."

Annan looked at the flower rain and took a deep breath: "Corruption, calcination, condensation, purification, dissolution, dyeing, sublimation——the original level of the way of sublimation comes from alchemy.

"Because the purpose of alchemy is to turn low-value things into high-value things, just like turning black iron into gold...even into a sage's stone. It only takes 'one step' to make it If you can create that level of spice...

"It shows that these materials themselves have a sufficiently high 'value'. They are not some extremely rare magical plants with strong curses, but human beings whose vitality has been fixed."

"—to be precise, the Eternals."

The rotting man said gracefully and calmly: "I gave them eternal life, didn't I?

"As long as there is still a petal that has not completely decayed and disappeared from the world, they are still alive. This is undoubtedly a kind of immortality.

"And the essence condensed by thousands of petals is the life of thousands of overlaps - as long as the fragrance has not completely dissipated, they are still alive."

The rotten man stretched out his hand and gracefully grabbed a petal.

He gently crushed the petals, stretched out his hand and flicked it towards Annan.

Petal froth flew through the air, crushing other petals. And this force carried the fragments of these petals and flew together, spreading and crushing other petals at the same time.

The place closest to the rotten man is almost completely transparent, but the section near Annan has already turned into a pink puff with yellow, red, and purple halos.

Like a drop of blood dropped from a high place into the water.

Like a bullet piercing through a human body, or like a smoke ring spit out——

This is an invisible blow in the form of aerosols sent out by the lives of an unknown number of people, gently attacking Annan.

Annan, on the other hand, just had a serious expression.

He just leaned on the cane with both hands and placed it in front of him.

But everyone, including the rotting man, seemed to have seen a hallucination - it seemed that a Valkyrie with a shield behind Annan flashed past and blocked this seemingly soft blow.

When the soft pink mist hit the illusion-like invisible light shield, it was like an electric mosquito swatter activated at night, suddenly making a fierce crackling sound, accompanied by scorching and shining Guanghua——

The invisible shield in front of Annan suddenly became extremely bright.

It's like a huge sword of light emerging from the ground... It is more than 20 meters vertically and 7-8 meters horizontally. Brilliant flames burst out at the moment when the mist and the shield of light come into contact.

It was a breeze at first, and in the blink of an eye, it expanded into a turbulent air current.

The storm broke out from the point of contact, causing Annan's pure white waist-length hair and the white robe on his body to flutter violently.

Annan's gaze passed through the barrier of fire and light unwaveringly, staring at the rotting man.

"Sure enough," Annan sneered, "the first step in developing a human body is to develop a face.

"Since when did you become so... indifferent to the matter of 'using other people's lives'?"

"I've always been like this, no change."

The rotting man chuckled, "That's why I am the God of Eternity."

"So," Annan raised his brows, "You haven't moved the progress of the sublimation mission until now... Is it because you are 'eternal'?"

"Your Majesty, what you said is unreasonable..."

The rotten man lowered his eyebrows and let out a soft voice of fear.

"—If I kill you, this task will be completed."

"Whose mission?"

Annan asked back: "Your mission of sublimation? Or... the mission of worms?"

"Of course it's the task you gave me."

The rotten man replied without hesitation.

He said very seriously: "You once promised me...

"If I kill you here, I will become eternal."

Annan could hear it.

This is the truth.

At the same time, he also realized what the rotten man was talking about...

——It was the worm who gave him the order, with the purpose of usurping Annan's existence.

Because in a historical period, two Annans cannot exist at the same time; and the worm has realized the complete replication of Annan, which means that the worm cannot directly come to this time period.

It's like two files with exactly the same size and the same name, but with slightly different contents. Annan already exists here, and the worm can only become Annan at most (1), but cannot become the real Annan.

Unless Annan is killed first.

Annan's complexion became serious.

This is not a good time...

It's not how strong the rotting man will become with the help of the worm.

The point is, the worm really stole Annan's wisdom.

Worms are real follies.

It is the embodiment of natural disasters such as "agnosticism" and "doomsday theory".

Worms will get what kind of power they think they are; moreover, worms don’t have a real material body and cannot be killed through material means; they can even directly interfere with history from the future—the only problem is that the IQ of worms is not high enough , Only the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is a "beast" rather than a "demon".

Although after Annan's power and wisdom were stolen by the worm, the worm became able to be killed by material means...but the worm also gained real wisdom at the same time.

Today it is already a real demon.

Then there is a new problem.

——Is Annan's ascension ceremony really safe?

At the moment when all gods sublimated to the light world, they could come into contact with worms.

Because the last door leading to the light world is "the door of worms and cicadas". With the ability of "being called by name, there is corresponding power", the worm is also in charge of this door.

"Are you aware of it?"

The rotting man chuckled and said: "It's not bad, it's worthy of being the predecessor of His Majesty. It's really smart enough.

"Then I'll make you more convinced. His majesty's ability is this: the farther away from him is the history, the more control he has over that period of history. Except for the 'history that cannot be modified', he can change all history .

"Because after becoming a god, he will completely break away from the first history and enter the upward history. Therefore, His Majesty cannot interfere with the true god after becoming a god for the time being, but on the way to the ascension ceremony... he is not a real god yet.

"That's a dangerous way to die if you're not careful. On the way of ascension, you can't use any ability...even resurrection and other abilities.

"In other words, you have no possibility of sublimation."

The rotting man concluded: "And there will be no skycars in this world anymore."