Super Righteous Player
Chapter 754 - 295 Curse Bind: Unborn Endymion_1

Chapter 754: Chapter 295 Curse Bind: Unborn Endymion_1

Maintaining the "Ritual Spell: Trace of the Chariot", Annan’s Order Mana was gradually depleted.

Even with Order Mana Value four times the standard template, he now had only the bottom left, roughly less than one-fourth remaining.

It would not be until sunrise tomorrow that Annan could recover his mana.

To be safe, Annan still halted his communication with Endymion and flew back to the platform.

As Annan’s transformation state was lifted and the two pairs of wings behind him dissipated into specks of light, the holy light that automatically masked his body vanished as well.

"Your Majesty, please put on some clothes first."

Zoya had already taken off her coat as she came over, and the moment Annan’s "Trace of the Chariot" state dissipated, she draped it over Annan’s shoulders.

After that, she began setting up a simple ritual on the spot, taking out some emergency supplies she had stored in advance.

Annan no longer had any special reaction to every time his transformation caused his clothes to explode.

He had gotten used to it.

The first time he exploded his clothes during the fight with The Rotting Husband, he did indeed feel a bit of shame, curving his body slightly. But after exploding over and over again, he felt it was not a big deal...

After all, he wasn’t some magical girl, his body had no scars or bruises, and there was no need for "purity", there was nothing about a man’s body that couldn’t be shown. Rather, sitting in the black mud with a commanding pose, chest out and head held high, was the way to go.

——Once you discard your sense of shame, you become stronger.

But Zoya obviously didn’t think so...

After she put the coat on Annan, she gave a fierce glare at the Four Gentlemen who curiously looked over.

Four Gentlemen: ???

He looked confusedly at Xitan Pulan, who was gazing unblinkingly at Annan. ...Wait, I’m a guy, right?

Why are you glaring at me instead of Xitan Pulan?

Didn’t you see she was openly staring at Your Majesty?

The first reaction Annan had after donning Zoya’s coat was to carefully check if the Tri-Color Scepter had been damaged.

Only after seeing that the Crystal Ball, which had become luminous due to the "Ritual Spell: Trace of the Chariot", had reverted back and its function remained unchanged, did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Everything else could be managed, but finding another crystal ball that was just the right size to fit perfectly into the Tri-Color Scepter was indeed difficult...

By this time, Zoya had finally dug out Annan’s set of spare clothes—Annan’s "The Beloved."

This was the former "The Silver Sir’s Favor." After undergoing some damage in the battle with the soul-collector Bernadino, Paper Princess had repaired and blessed it. Now, except for the three silver rings at the cuffs, this garment was quite similar to the white robe Enkidu wore.

Seeing himself having to put on this set of clothes after exploding out of the previous ones, Annan’s expression also became somewhat strange.

...Will it be this one next time?

"Speaking of which... this hair is such a nuisance."

Annan murmured softly.

After he used "Trace of the Chariot" this time, he discovered that the spell was indeed good—Although this posture was somewhat weaker than the Golden Tier form that allowed him to use the Book of Truth when he used the Philosopher’s Stone before... it also enabled him to use all of the Elemental Power on the soul side in advance.

In the "local network" communication just now, Annan used the Elemental Powers of [Radiance] and [Understanding].

Annan’s bloodline element... for example, the [Frost] element reacted not at all.

But correspondingly, other Elemental Powers in Annan’s soul... such as [Wisdom], [Beauty], [Strictness], [Glory], were also extractable.

Although there was no battle this time, Annan could still feel the usefulness of this spell.

It only had one downside.

It was that this spell seemed to promote hair growth a bit...

After Annan lifted the spell, the hair that was like optic fibers did not dissipate directly but simply lost its luminescence.

This two-meter-long silvery-white, pliant hair spread out on the ground, like spilled mercury.

It left Annan unable to move, and he had to ask Zorgen to cut it off at the waist before going home to find a hair stylist to redo his hair.

"Perhaps this hair could be used for some sort of ritual."

Annan, with a mindset against wastefulness, instructed Zorgen, "Keep it for now."

That was hair reaching a length of one and a half meters—normally, strands of such length would have long become dry and frizzy from dehydration.

However, these silver-white strands that appeared out of nowhere due to the spell’s effect were not only as smooth as silk but even somewhat translucent... perhaps related to being dyed by Annan with the Radiant Element and the Element of Understanding.

After donning a white robe, Annan casually scooped up the terrified Russell, who had collapsed into a little pancake, and tucked him into his own embrace.

He exposed his left shoulder and asked the others, "Can you see this mark?"

"...This pale golden symbol?"

Zoya pondered.

On the other hand, Si An Ke blurted out, "Ouroboros? Or infinity?"

"That’s infinity, the symbol of the Ouroboros,"

Xitan Pulan commented, "Infinity, you say? Are you evolving or something?"

"Ouroboros..."

Annan mused thoughtfully.

It was very likely.

They weren’t Annan, so they certainly couldn’t communicate with Endymion. Without the Radiant Element, these Northland nobles couldn’t possibly know that there was actually a person inside this cocoon of light.

Still the size of an embryo, yet already twenty meters high.

If such a gigantic embryo were truly to be born... it would be nothing short of a giant baby.

If it grew up.

Wouldn’t that make it an Ultraman?

Endymion didn’t have a direct connection to the Worm Ritual; the Northland nobles must have learned about the Worm Ritual somewhere else. But there definitely was a connection... otherwise, they couldn’t possibly know that the sacred relic bone extract could forcibly activate Inert Cursed Energy.

The place where they learned how to activate cursed energy and where they learned about the ongoing use of the Blackrock Curse Vault, as well as the Worm Ritual, must be the same—this place might also hold clues to the "Heart of Justice."

Even though it was just a moment of resonance.

But Annan was very certain that the sacred relic bone extract used by "the Earls"... was the extract of the "Heart of Justice."

If he could follow this clue.

Then Annan could finally obtain the "Heart of Justice" he had long sought.

But what exactly did this foolish son, or perhaps foolish daughter, leave on him?

Annan checked briefly, and a system prompt appeared before him.

It was actually a Curse Bind—

[Curse Bind: Unborn Endymion (Sustained): If your left shoulder does not see light within thirteen hours, you’ll occasionally feel a searing pain]

[Effect: When you use "Ritual Spell: Trace of the Chariot" or fully stimulate the "Radiant" element by means such as Elevated False Body, you or your Elevated False Body will become eight times larger than your original size]

["8" is the utmost of light—Endymion]

...Such a strange Curse Bind.

The conditions and curses of this Curse Bind baffled Annan.

It seemed to have neither side effects nor much of a use—Elemental Power wouldn’t grow stronger with increased body size, and once you’re forced into transformation, hand-to-hand combat certainly isn’t an option...

What use was there in becoming a giant eight times your size?

Annan’s first reaction was.

Are you really an Ultraman, kid...