Chapter 335 Memories Part 2: Love and Fear

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Although the rules of this nightmare have been roughly determined.

But when Shisanxiang and the others were preparing to enter other branches, they encountered an unexpected difficulty.

——That is, you can’t lose even if you want to lose.

Under the rules of the Magic Tower of Thousand Faces, challengers are not allowed to admit defeat.

And every time the rotting man would recognize himself in a nightmare before the end of the first round. To be on the safe side, the rotten man will choose to concede defeat in the first game every time.

This is nothing new.

Annan could recognize the purpose of the rotten man at a glance.

There is no doubt... He wants to quickly purify this nightmare and end it here.

It's not about knocking all the enemies back.

Instead, follow the enemy's train of thought, but make them powerless.

——This is indeed the unique style of behavior of rotten husbands.

When Annan fought against the rotting man for the first time, he was able to resist almost all the negative states...but he couldn't resist the deceptive fragrance of the rotting man.

Because that is not "maliciousness" that hurts others.

It is the "harmful kindness" that can make people easily addicted.

The rotting man has never believed that "fear", "pain", and "deterrence" can truly suppress others. His life experience told him that the most effective and thorough way to control a person...is not intimidation, but temptation.

He tempts mortals with eternal life and rebirth, uses relaxing fragrance to make people lose fighting consciousness, and uses warm touch to shield others from perception...

He is deliberately spoiling others.

Just like when he controlled Calamus King back then, consciously and maliciously raising and destroying others

Now, he hopes to hide some kind of secret that he hid in the third game. But instead of using all your strength to resist the intrusion of strangers and prevent others from purifying nightmares... Instead, use the method of "helping others to quickly clear nightmares" to speed up the purification process of this nightmare and silently eliminate the total number of times this nightmare .

have to say.

The decision of the rotten man was very useful, but it brought a considerable degree of trouble to Annan and the others.

Once a nightmare is purified, it is almost impossible to refill it - it is no problem to directly use it to create a new nightmare, but the secret hidden in the nightmare cannot be obtained. The customs clearance rewards and decryption rewards obtained after purifying the nightmare will definitely change.

After Husky and Shisanxiang purified the nightmare twice again, they temporarily sealed the nightmare.

Because this nightmare can only be purified ten times in total.

Now it has used up one-third, let alone entered the third round, and even the new ending has not been seen.

For the sake of caution, Annan once again used the player's power.

Mainly relying on the analytical power of the three "sages" of Si Anke, Weiwei Feng'e and Longjing Tea, plus Annan himself to discuss together - Annan is not the type who ignores other people's opinions because he is very smart wise men.

Especially for this kind of problem-solving method that is not a fixed idea.

Annan believed in the possibility of "one more person, one more road". Even if the other party cannot put forward any practical opinions, the "discussion about a certain possibility" itself will inspire other people's inspiration.

And this inspiration will immediately return to this discussion as nourishment for new inspiration.

This is the so-called brainstorming method.

After everyone's discussion, Shisanxiang and Husky finally found an effective way to lose the game in front of the rotten husband.

The most fundamental idea was put forward by Annan who knew Dmitry quite well.

——Because Annan realized that in real history... the loser should be Dmitry, not Annan.

This was determined backwards from Dmitry's train of thought.

If Dmitry loses the first game and wins the second game with Annan's strong carry. In this case, he will boldly use the strength of the werewolf Bella in the third game,

Completely relax.

And if he wins the first game, then according to Dmitry's trust in Annan's intelligence, he must be sure that Annan will also win the second game.

So in this case, if Annan loses...he will definitely be more vigilant against the rotten man. After Bella's backstab occurred in the third game, the blow to Dmitri would not be so great-he would take it for granted.

Because when Annan lost, he already had a premonition of failure.

This is not a logical reasoning, but an emotional judgment based on Annan's understanding of Dmitri.

That is.

If the rotten man can be convinced that Dmitri played by Shisanxiang is real, and the rotten man is not allowed to realize that this is a nightmare for the time being. It can be imported into the real history.

——As a result, he successfully lost the first round with the rotten husband!

Then no matter what the result of the second game is, they can enter the new ending.

If one wins and one loss, the werewolf Bella can start.

And even if the rotten man who is serious is beaten to a double defeat, maybe he can see a new plot.

——The result did not exceed Annan's expectation.

The night before Annan was going to Noah.

Thirteen Xiang finally passed the excess acting skills and successfully lost the first game.

Of course, it is impossible for a husky to win in the hands of a serious rot...

So Annan just saw a new ending.

Because Maria did not arrange the dream ceremony in time, only Annan saw this.

And in this ending, Annan except for the reason of Bella's betrayal.

I also saw myself back then, with an unexpected person...

"Bella."

Vladimir's emotionless voice, as cold as an ice field without any color, sounded behind the werewolf Bella.

Bella turned her head in panic, and immediately lowered her head when she saw the person coming.

"teacher……"

"Your voice hesitated."

Vladimir interrupted her: "Why do you hesitate?"

"I was thinking, about Dmitry..."

"You don't need to think, and you don't need to think."

The middle-aged man with frosty hair said quietly.

Following his words, white frosty air overflowed from his mouth.

It looked like when he spoke slowly after taking a deep puff of a cigarette.

"The Hand of Winter is just a tool. It's Winter's dog, that's all.

"Don't think that His Highness is in love with you just because he touched your head. Humans and dogs are different."

There was no emotion in Vladimir's voice: "He cannot have children with you, nor can he marry you. Since he is the eldest son of Grand Duke Ivan, he will eventually marry a Melvin, or a Rasputin. Their children, if they are girls, will guard the Tower of Storms; if they are boys, they will enter the Hand of Winter, and eventually they will succeed me in charge of the Frost Beasts.

"You are only—and only his lover."

"...Don't you have a chance?"

"No, because this is destiny. [People are different], blood is the proof of destiny."

The middle-aged man didn't even look directly at Bella. In other words, he didn't have Bella in his eyes at all.

He just calmly stared forward at the Grand Duke's Mansion, his pupils like ice fields did not blink: "Since birth, your fate has been doomed."

"...But if my fate is really doomed, then I would have died in my hometown long ago."

Bella gritted her teeth and tried to tell the teacher bravely: "It is because I defeated my destiny that I was able to arrive here, meet you, teacher, and meet...His Royal Highness Dmitri..."

"That is also a part of fate. Your birth determines that you will leave your hometown, your talent determines that you can cross the storm, and you are destined to meet me when you come to Frostwhisper Province. If you meet me, you will definitely meet me." Meet His Highness Dmitry."

Vladimir's gaze finally moved.

He looked at Bella, "I saw today when I handed you a cane to your homeless puppy.

"—Then, why do you think I didn't stop you?"

With just such a simple movement, Bella's legs were so weak that she could hardly stand up.

At that moment, through Vladimir's eyes, she seemed to see the white wilderness.

It was a world of nothing but Blizzard.

Fear that almost froze the heart flooded her heart.

Not the fear of death itself, but the fear of "all for nothing"—

"Obey me, Bella."

Vladimir's voice remained unchanged: "Come back to me. Come and help me."