Annan purified the erosion rate without utilizing any ritual.
He just needed to click the [Eliminate Corrosion] button on the system backend interface, corresponding to each player’s operation page. Not to mention that Annan did need to be in front of the player or even visibly see the player. The function would remain operational even across the Great Barrier.
However, if Annan were to eliminate the erosion rate directly, he felt it would become uneventful.
In other words, it was not that compelling.
In that case, players would subconsciously think that the “erosion rate was not something that would be difficult to eliminate”. When they tackled nightmares, they would not be so attentive and serious. Consequently, the players would hardly learn from nightmares and improve themselves.
However, Annan did not hold any superficial rituals.
He just chanted a passage of occult knowledge about “purification” to them and purified the erosion rate of the three players simultaneously.
“The sixth luminary is the light surging inside the sun and constantly splitting and converging; the seventh luminary is seen when the transcender’s soul is sent to the light realm in the Divine Transporter’s hand in the ascendancy ritual. Finally, the eighth luminary is the light in the sky before the earliest sunrise.”
This was unlike top-secret knowledge like [The Rays of Seven Luminaries have never fallen into the mortal world]. So it did not carry that much “weight”.
If one were to recite this knowledge to a liquid mixed with impurities, the liquid would purify itself. For example, the water mixed with silt, reagents that came into contact with hands and became filthy, or fine impurities that remained after filtration. All these “impurities” would be dispelled through this chant.
It would not have any effect on people. The chant could also dispel subtle curses—for example, being cursed or hated by others. Even if the victim were a mortal, the subtle curse power would gradually accumulate in the body.
Having been cursed all the time would invite misfortune.
There was no exception, even if the target was not a transcender or a ritualist.
During the New Year, the elders had the custom of giving the children a “blessing silver coin” to bite it. It was probably similar to the new year blessing money on earth. The difference was that there were actual curses in this world, and the silver coins circulated in the market would abolish weak curses.
[TN: Chinese New Year’s culture – Red Packet]
Of course, this was just a common custom of gifting and receiving lucky money for ordinary people.
“It is because of my late arrival that Suuankou’s soul has been eroded to such an extent. This is my responsibility.” At the dinner table, Ghirlandaio said solemnly to the others, “Please accept my apology.”
This time, he did not charge Lin Yiyi’s affection rating.
Even Lin Yiyi and Jiu Er, who were not severely eroded, were purified.
He set a threshold for the purification of erosion rate. The purpose was to stop the players from “dying without constraint in nightmares”. Suuankou and the others did not die wastefully but were in the process of making progress.
In this case, it was meaningless to collect their “coupons”.
Annan did a favor for them. Not only did he not charge the three players, but he purified them at no cost.
The players were grateful.
“What is this?” Nieusel was in disbelief, “Can you purify the erosion rate?”
“I can only purify ‘Secret Eye’ members who have signed a contract with me. This is also our confidence to purify the nightmare.”Ghirlandaio smiled gently, “Of course, it won’t be without a cost.”
“Of course I understand. This is impossible without a price! But it is still a miracle!”
Nieusel was excited, “This is simply a deity-like miracle. Even so, what your apprentices have paid for us is their life. The brilliance of this sacrifice will not dim because the victim is saved.”
Unfortunately, there is no cost to this.
Annan commented in his heart.
Then, Annan invited the Overseer of the underground world to the table.
However, Nieusel dared not to participate in such a big event. He apologized first, ran home, and asked Nefertari’s opinion before he dared to accept the invitation.
Hearing that Sporeggar Mill had been purified, Nefertari was overjoyed and did not know what to do. She wanted to scream, but she thought that would be unruly as a lady.
In the end, she stomped her feet lightly to hide her joy.
However, she was exhilarated after thinking about it again, so she stomped her feet more than 30 times.
Then, her feet grew numb.
“Ghirlandaio” invited Nieusel to dinner, and Nefertari originally wanted to come. However, before leaving, she thought about it and figured that since “His Excellency Ghirlandaio” did not invite her, she better not go. So she shied away.
In the end, she decided to send this brown dog(Nieusel) first to make friends with “His Excellency Ghirlandaio”. On her side, she tried her absolute best to figure out what to gift and what to do to repay for this kindness.
She knew full well that she was not as social as Nieusel because she tended to probe others’ minds subconsciously. This often caused displeasure to the sharp powerhouses. Her teacher also warned her back then that it was best to restrain this talent in front of strangers.
She was a natural Soul Snatch Wizard. It was just that she could not find a suitable mentor and did not embark on this path. That was why she became a ritualist in the end.
At the same time, Nefertari had social anxiety because he had not met people for a long time.
The more prominent the big shot she was going to meet, the more afraid and worried she became. She always worried that she would say something wrong when she got nervous.
On the other hand, Nieusel did not have this kind of psychological burden.
He wore his heart on his sleeves without any cover. Therefore, he would not be blamed even if it became slightly rude.
His unabashed innocence, pure heart, and keen observation ability to perceive what others wanted had allowed him to make friends with anyone.
In addition to having an excess of conscience, Nieusel was a born politician.
Like a golden retriever, he happily put a relieved smile on his face, almost hanging his tongue out of his mouth.
On the way back, Nieusel sang the opera full of joy loudly on the road without shying away. That incited neighborly laughter from passers-by. He hugged everyone he met, telling them the good news that the Sporeggar Mill Nightmare had been cleansed.
“But you have guessed it wrong, Nefertari.” Nieusel murmured in his heart.
A big shot like him is approachable.
He is a gentle and righteous man.
Looking at his resolute and cheerful face, Nieusel felt that this person was reliable!
In fact, it was mainly Nieusel’s canine-like keen intuition that told him that this person’s soul was shining brightly.
When Ghirlandaio told them [selectively] the truth about Sporeggar Mill, Nieusel decided so.
Even if magic or ritual was utilized, overcoming the nightmare by taking shortcuts and using brute force was the same.
Ghirlandaio was keenly aware of the existence of “Alice”, decisively shut down the nightmare, and let Alice rest in peace. He did not capitalize on the loopholes in this nightmare to repeatedly squeeze Alice’s soul to seize power. This undoubtedly showed that he was a man of integrity.
But in this case…
—I have to tell Nefertari the truth again.
Deward was innocent.
The messenger Grover was the real murderer.
“Even if everything is over; even if the people involved are dead; even if no one cares about it anymore, people still have the right to know the truth.
“We should launch a joint arrest against Grover and have Deward’s name cleared!”
Nieusel replied emphatically, “But that’s our job.
“—Please rest assured and leave it to us!”
Yes, Annan did not tell them Grover was dead.
Because Annan wanted to use them to issue a wanted warrant.
—He wanted to use the intelligence network and social connections of the underground people to follow the clues to find many nightmares Grover arranged during his lifetime and even seek out Black Widow’s believers.
Annan would send the players and even himself to end all these hideous artificial nightmares.
These cobwebbed souls deserved their rest in peace.
Even so, it was an exploit. However, Annan showed no guilt or self-doubt.
His eyes were as bright as stars.
That was because…
—My heart and my deeds are as clear as a mirror.
—All of my deeds are righteous.
