Not praying for ten strings

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky.
Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist.
Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody.
Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell.
Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly—
"Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you."
Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, "the Just", the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.

Super Righteous Player

"Philip was only twenty-four at the time, having just come of age and reclaimed his memories not a few years prior... when he devised a complex trap to kill King Noah I and his eldest son in one fell swoop.


"This was because Noah I's eldest son, Albert Noah, was quite an excellent and wise prince. Barring any surprises, he would have succeeded to the throne... and naturally, Philip would not have been able to continue reincarnating through the 'Fourth History.'


"But Philip didn't want to die yet. So he simply designed a murder plot against Noah I and the crown prince and framed his younger brother, the second prince—with the primary means being to create a series of emergencies that forced the prince to immediately assume the throne in the order of succession.


"The cause of death remained undetermined, and not even Prophet-level spells could uncover the truth in a short time. This instantaneous succession by the second prince unavoidably aroused the suspicions of others.


Chapter 354: The Whole Truth