The number of sharp blades of light covered with a layer of frost has doubled in a few breaths.
At this time, Annan was keenly aware of its transformation mechanism, but he couldn't think of how to crack it for a while.
He could only continue to use the light wheel in his hand to intercept and smash the ice swords flying towards him. But when the number of ice swords increased to more than fifty, Annan began to feel obvious pressure, and wounds began to appear on his body, and the blood was frozen before it soaked out.
At this time, the rotten man pointed his spare left palm at Annan silently.
Annan swung the light wheel in a sweep while retreating, cutting off seven or eight ice swords.
But after that, those shattered ice swords didn't turn into twice as many new lightsabers.
They suddenly melted in the air and turned into a faint mist.
Then, Annan suddenly smelled a strange fragrance.
It's like a rose in a boil... a warm, mellow rich fragrance.
The aroma soaked into Annan's body in the blink of an eye.
He suddenly felt that his body was a little weak and unable to lift up. The world in front of my eyes began to gradually become distorted—the colors of the whole world in front of my eyes became extremely bright, purple, blue, and cyan shone to a dazzling degree, while red was almost too dim to be seen.
This made the whole world in front of his eyes blurred and distorted, as if he had drunk too much, suddenly zoomed in and then zoomed out... Even when he closed his eyes, he felt a strong sense of dizziness.
Instead, the aroma became stronger and stronger. And its flavors began to become more complex and clearer.
With a slight acidity of red wine, it overwhelms the slight sweetness of rose.
Immediately afterwards, Annan suddenly lost his hearing—
He could no longer hear the wind, only the rustling sound like the snowflake screen of a TV. Then there were endless muffled whispers of malicious intent.
"… Well."
Annan suddenly bit his lower lip, and he felt a slightly dull puncture in his abdomen.
As Annan's sense of distance and hearing were deprived, color perception was distorted, dizziness from the head and powerlessness from the limbs caused obvious loopholes in his parry.
Several ice swords pierced through his belly.
Fortunately, Annan holds the element of frost, which allows him to ignore the frost of the ice sword. But the rotting man himself is probably not particularly good at transforming ice... He just took advantage of the field created by Annan and attacked Annan.
Annan understood.
He recalled the smell of tulips when he first met the rotten man. The aroma made his consciousness blurred and extremely sleepy, and his whole body was as muddled as if he had turned into a puppet.
Plus today's aroma...
The transformation of this special "aroma" may be the unique spell of the rot!
Shortly after Annan became aware of the incident.
The sweet and sour wine surrounded by him, and the mysterious sweetness of the boiling roses, the icy cedar fragrance floated very clearly.
What Annan was deprived of this time was the sense of touch—
He felt a strange warmth coming from his hands. It was like being held by a pair of warm hands—but he could clearly see that his left hand was obviously empty, while his right hand was holding the Wheel of Frost.
Immediately afterwards, this strange sense of touch spread upwards from both hands.
First the hands on the back and shoulders. Followed by the abdomen, and then the thighs... Annan felt countless pairs of hands of different sizes, but the one thing in common was that they were very warm hands pressing on him. This warm touch completely covered everything he felt.
He couldn't feel the cold wind when moving at high speed, and he couldn't even feel the ground under his feet, as if he was stepping on cotton. The discomfort of being pierced by the ice sword in the abdomen is also like being erased by an eraser, gradually disappearing.
"Annan! Get out of here!"
Salvatore couldn't help shouting loudly.
But Annan couldn't hear anything.
He just sliced and shattered some ice swords into the air like he was drunk. But pierced by more ice swords—
If Annan was just an ordinary person, he would have died countless times.
After several ice swords pierced through his abdomen at first, some eyes on his body lost their light. It was like a pitch-black crack—and when Annan's heart and head were penetrated later, he just closed another eye.
Afterwards, the rotting man did not attack Annan at all, but only attacked the "eyes" on his body. In each attack, several ice swords pierced through several "eyes" on Annan's body.
... Annan, what happened
Salvatore frowned and murmured in a low voice.
He saw very clearly that Annan's original crisp defensive posture gradually became fragmented.
His body gradually turned red, and his movements became more and more sluggish.
...is it poisonous
Salvatore realized something.
He looked back at the rotten man.
I saw the rotten man raised his left hand and locked it on Annan's side. Among the ice swords shattered by Annan, there were always a few smaller pieces of ice that were melted directly without hatching new swords of light.
hateful!
How to do this-
It took less than half a minute from entering the battle to being stripped of the sense of touch.
And the moment he realized that his sense of touch was stripped, Annan had already thought of a way to crack it:
Truth: the path of ascension and change—
Annan called for his own truth.
As Annan activated the power of truth attached to the book of Tianche in his heart, a light curtain appeared in front of his eyes.
[Promotion target?]
element, brilliance—
Annan thought to himself.
The words on the light curtain quickly flashed across Annan's heart:
[Checking the public experience pool... No public element storage]
[Start deep extraction of elements...]
[Warning: The safe extraction line of the element "Glory" of the target character "Annan · Winter" is only 85%]
[Possibility of sublimation 0%]
[Automatically optimizing the extraction plan...]
[Highly enriched radiant elements detected]
[Scheme 1: Extract nearby brilliance elements, which can be temporarily increased to 100%]
[Sublimation possibility 3%]
[Are you sure?]
... So this is the "road of promotion and change"
confirm!
Annan roughly understood what the essence of his own truth "the path of promotion and change" is...
To put it simply, this seems to be a background permission!
Annan suddenly stopped backing away.
The next moment, Annan's eyes were closed at the same time.
He floats in the air, but no longer shines outward. Instead, the whole person is like a black hole, making the surrounding light seem to become much dimmer.
That's not a metaphor—the ice swords with lights hidden in the middle also trembled and suddenly stopped in place, and the lights in them quickly went out. It was as if Annan had sucked his soul... The ice swords lost their aura and fell to the ground.
Then, Annan's eyes opened again.
The number of his eyes was filled again.
At this time, the icy rain in the sky became finer and gentler unconsciously.
It's just that it's hard to notice in the extremely cold field that surrounds it.
But only Annan knows...
This "ice rain" has already been switched to "drizzle" by his emotional power!
In his closed eyes.
The rain was like a radar, marking the positions and moods of everyone in half of the city, including the rotten husband, Sir Silver and even Annan himself!
In the wide-area perception of "Drizzle", only the mood of the rotten man and Sir Silver could not be perceived by Annan.
But it also marked the specific location of the rotten husband and Annan!
No sight needed, no hearing needed.
Only by the feeling of the heart—
Annan raised his wings behind his shoulders, and a stream of light appeared behind Annan, pushing him forward to fly at a very high speed. With eyes closed, he suddenly slammed into the rotting man at full speed!
The sharp blade of light, which is dozens of times more powerful than before, pierced out from every "eye" of him!
That's a real "light saber"—
Annan, who sprang out the sharp blade of light from all over his body, stretched out his arms and hugged the rotten husband who was caught off guard!
And countless lightsabers completely penetrated the torso of the rotten man the moment Annan hugged him!
Annan didn't let go of the rotten man immediately, but continued to move forward while holding him, while his body flew upwards.
Those lightsabers intersected suddenly at the moment Annan raised the height, and directly divided the rotting man into corpses.
—But the fragments of the rotting man did not soak a single trace of blood.
Just like ice, slowly melting in Annan's arms...