Just looking at him, Annan felt it became difficult to breathe.
He clearly felt a strong sense of trembling wandering around him, a sense of laziness injected into his brain through his eyes, if there was any real fear that locked his limbs like shackles, a near-substantial sense of despair would be immersed in the surrounding air...
— trembling, fear, laziness, despair.
But unfortunately...
These things happened to be useless to Annan.
Even so... Annan can judge by common sense.
This extremely tall weirdo.
It should be the Skeleton Lord that I and the players talk about every day...
If it wasn't him who appeared in front of him, but anyone else, the best ending now would be to run away with the shit out of him.
If the perception is sharper, maybe even seeing him go crazy in an instant...
That wasn't even eye contact.
Skull Lord's gaze was completely blocked by his own golden mask. Annan only roughly saw that He existed in reality, and was immediately affected by multiple negative auras.
Annan doubted that if he really looked at Mr. Bones. Even if one's own talent can resist negative emotions, the soul may not be able to withstand this mysterious shock.
After a very brief silence, Annan saluted Him respectfully.
"...is there anything I can do for you?"
What Annan is most afraid of now is that Mr. Bones replied indifferently: "No, go to die."
Then smack yourself to death.
But fortunately, Skeletal Lord is not so ruthless...
"You seem to be the frost descendant of [Ligredo]..."
A deep, old voice with a heavy echo sounded in Annan's ear: "But are you... a descendant recognized by her..."
The moment Annan heard the name [Ligredo].
He suddenly felt that his body could not move.
A crunching freezing sound rang in my ears.
He saw very clearly that the surrounding buildings suddenly began to freeze in large swaths.
Streaks of frost, like ice flakes on the windows, floated on the ground and on the walls around the alley.
"Hoo..."
Annan exhaled a breath of white air slowly, and felt that his spine began to become stiff, unable to move.
It's not heat, it's cold...
He could clearly feel that his blood was suddenly stirred by that name, and there were bursts of bone-biting chills like insects and ants.
He looked down, only to see his skin suddenly raised high, moved a certain distance, and then sank down, leaving a series of frost marks. It was like countless shattered ice beetles passing through at a high speed under the skin, and then melting.
Although Annan's pain perception was very insensitive, he could vaguely feel an uncomfortable feeling of extreme cold.
Afterwards, a line of prompts suddenly appeared before Annan's eyes:
[Health: 1%]
Annan's pupils shrank slightly.
But the strange reaction in him was still intensifying.
A strong cold air leached from his body, and the ground was frozen. Annan's skin became paler, almost transparent. If there was a strong light hitting from one side of him at this time, it might even penetrate to the other side.
Frost traces of crystallization soon appeared on his body... just like scales.
Yes, like scales.
At this moment, a deep, indistinct and cold female voice rang in Annan's ear.
"... Annan... Maria... Annan..."
She seems to say a lot.
Hearing this voice, the skeleton man stopped talking.
He just stood aside silently, looking at Annan without saying a word.
But Annan didn't understand that language at all...
He could barely make out two names—
Annan twice, Maria once.
Finally, the voice gradually disappeared.
And some data appeared before Annan's eyes again:
[Activated: Old Bloodline Road]
[The talent "Heart of Winter" is evolving—]
[After satisfying the requirements of "Old Grandmother" Ligredo, "Heart of Winter" (reversal) will evolve to the next stage: Winter's Harvest (reversal)]
[Winter Harvest (Reverse): You will not feel any negative emotions; the damage of the "Frost" element you emit will be permanently increased by 50%; you will be completely immune to all "Frost" below the truth level elemental damage]
[Get mysterious knowledge: the real name of the god of frost and tradition "Old Grandmother"]
[This mysterious knowledge can be used as "God's Descending Ceremony: Calling 'Old Grandmother'", "Golden Mantra (Disability School): Frozen Deep Cold", "Legendary Material: Core of Frost", "Higher-level Influence: Extreme Cold Residue of the God of God" use]
[This mysterious knowledge will be forgotten after using "1" times, and you can get it again after "listening to the voice of 'grandmother'"]
-etc!
I guessed it indeed, the voice of that cold-sounding elder sister seemed to come from that "grandmother"...
But what is the old grandmother's request? !
Annan was dumbfounded.
That's not a matter of dialects or the language of the Duchy of Winter... that's not a human language at all!
Annan can be 100% sure that human vocal cords are absolutely incapable of making such a weird and deep sound.
Damn, wait... It seems like something is wrong!
Although he got a body with the blood of winter and became the descendant of the old grandmother...but he didn't get the language knowledge needed to talk to the old grandmother.
Then the old grandmother seemed to have given Annan a task at the moment when the skeleton man pronounced her name as a medium.
But the problem is... Annan didn't understand at all, what kind of mission she gave Annan.
This ghost system doesn't know whether it's because the tasks in the real world are not displayed, or it doesn't understand... In short, Annan now only knows what the task rewards are, but he has no idea what he is going to do.
... Forget it, anyway, he can't suddenly think of it.
In the future, find a way to quickly collect some ancient knowledge... mainly about linguistics, as well as about the old grandmother and the Duke of Winter.
Try to make an emergency tutoring of this foreign language to the point where I can roughly understand it when I call my grandmother next time...
By the time Annan regained the presence of his body from the dissipating chill, three minutes had passed.
At this time, Annan's health is still 1% of the one-touch-to-die rate.
He didn't understand what the old grandmother said to him at all.
— But Annan felt a burst of courage.
Without fear or fear, he looked at Mr. Bones again, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Excuse me... is there anything else?"
But the skeleton man suddenly laughed.
Yes—Annan was very clear, and heard him chuckle!
"Yeah, Frostborn. Since you've chosen this path, we'll see each other again..."
After Annan woke up, Mr. Bones talked more.
Moreover, his tone was not as cold and distant as it was at the beginning, and he even became more friendly: "Your name is... Annan, right. Annan Shuangyu..."
…what's the deal with this lich-sounding surname
Annan paused slightly.
He suddenly realized that the skeleton man seemed to understand the old grandmother's words.
... No, this scumbag is too realistic, right
He was definitely here to make trouble in the first place.
But knowing that he is the descendant of the old grandmother, he changed his mind on the spot...
Annan was a little uncomfortable with being so decisive.
So he knocked around and said in a deep voice: "My name is... Annan Rinwinter."
"Sooner or later it will be Frost's language..."
Mr. Bones just chuckled, and a low, hoarse voice with an echo sounded from the bottom of Annan's heart: "If you are not afraid... When you advance to the truth, you can also try to use my ceremony... If you have any problems, you can also hold a ceremony to call me." Ritual... I know, you know the ritual of touching me..."
He said, stretched out his right hand wrapped in steel, and pointed to the package behind Annan: "But I took that book away..."
As he spoke, the skeleton man pointed to Annan's package.
Annan immediately understood - which book the skeleton man wanted.
It must be the one that recorded the real name of the skeleton man!
"I'm just—"
Annan was kind, and immediately took down the package, intending to take it out to see off the guests.
"No need..."
Skeletal Lord's deep voice sounded.
When Annan raised his head again, the bones had already disappeared.
And in his package, the book disappeared at some point—a whole box was missing.
Annan didn't even feel when the weight lost...
... Or did he secretly take that book away when he was frozen
Annan hesitated to speak: "This big brother..."
Crumb is really frank...