“Are you my guide…?” he asked, walking towards the man in red robe.
However, as he took a step forward, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with his vision.
He saw a long, shiny orange strip slowly emerging.
“…”Su Ming’an frowned, and his originally relaxed mood was instantly messed up.
...Why is it you again?
[The eighth world includes sanity value settings. ]
[Please note: the san value is closely related to the player's mental state. If it is too high or too low, different events will be triggered, which will affect the final ending route of this world plot! ]
[Players please always pay attention to the changes in san value. 】
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[San value: 90/100]
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Perhaps because Su Mingan had a good rest in the past few days, his SAN value was now 90 points, which was much better than the start of the sixth world.
This time the world environment seems to be born from mud, even the branches of the trees are pitch black, which reminds people of a terrifying black fairy tale.
Su Mingan had only taken a few steps when he felt as if there was a voice whispering in his ear.
Just by listening carefully, Su Mingan's san value quickly dropped by 3 points, and he immediately withdrew his attention.
Hearing the sound of Su Mingan approaching, the man in red robe turned his head slightly, revealing a floating strand of silver hair.
"Are you awake?" The man in red robe looked at him.
"Are you my guide?" Su Mingan repeated.
"Yes, I am your 'guide'." After saying this, the man in red robe paused for a moment, as if thinking.
The night wind gently lifted the red-robed man's robe, and a low whisper floated out from it.
"Strange." The red-robed man said, "I seem to have forgotten a lot of things..."
The man in red robe stopped talking and seemed to have fallen into silence for a long time.
Su Mingan waited for a moment, and seeing that the red-robed man remained silent, he asked directly:
"——Then, my guide, what abilities do you possess?"
The red robed man sighed.
"The guides have different abilities... puppets, undead, insight, mirror images, duels, explosions, etc. Most of them are very powerful and almost invincible and omnipotent in their respective fields. Unfortunately, I am the least noticeable one among them. I can only say... I am sorry, I am sorry, adventurer, your chances of winning this time are not great." said the red-robed man.
Su Mingan frowned slightly.
According to the rules, he has learned that "Guides" occupy a very important position in the Eighth World. Guides will help players fight when necessary, and if the favorability is high enough, they will even teach their abilities to the players.
If your own guide is not strong...
"So, who are you?" Su Mingan still asked. He at least needed to find out the other person's name and ability.
The figure in the red robe finally turned around. White hair fluttered in front of the red robe's forehead, revealing a pair of exceptionally clear eyes.
When he saw his appearance, the man in red seemed stunned for a moment and didn't speak for a long time.
The night wind blew across the bright red hood, and the exposed pair of eyes seemed to be a little red, as if they were filled with sudden tears.
"That..." Su Ming'an was about to speak when the man in red robe shook as if he was awakened.
"My name is Siber. My abilities are completely ineffective in combat, and I cannot achieve victory. If you insist on going with me, only death awaits you." The red-robed man wiped his eyes, wiping away the tears. "Sorry, it may be because of the strong wind."
"It doesn't matter." Su Mingan said, "Before that, at least let me know your ability."
He knew that he was matched with a weak opponent this time and would probably have to change players, but before reselecting, he had to at least understand the opponent's situation.
"You will only be disappointed if you hear about my abilities."
Siberia whispered:
"It's just... I have no fighting power..."
This ability seemed so weak that it was hard to talk about. Siber paused for a long time before she continued with the following sentence:
"…It's just a 'prophecy'."
When he heard this word, Su Mingan, who was originally preparing to reload the game, was slightly stunned.
What did he just hear?
--prophecy?
"Give up victory and hide away, adventurer. I am too weak. All we will face in the end is death..."
The man in red robe turned around again, and his overly pale skin on his hands was exposed in the black mist, making a slight "sizzling" sound.
The exceptionally wide red robe fluttered gently in the night wind, like a ball of burning fire.
…The man in red seemed to have returned to the silence of silently watching the night.
Looking at the prophet standing alone, Su Mingan stepped forward and put his arm around his shoulders from behind.
He gently embraced the other person with a moderate force, his gesture was neither offensive nor distant, as if he was giving friendly encouragement.
...The prophet.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
...This is a perfect combination of abilities.
"But I need you." He whispered softly, sweeping away the previous idea of changing people, and his tone was almost gentle: "Win with me, okay?"
The red-robed man said: "Adventurer, I must remind you that I am the weakest among all of you. I am the 100th-ranked guide..."
"It's okay." Su Ming'an opened his arms, as if he was standing behind a dying torch, and took over the tiny flame.
In the silent night, he leaned down, as if hugging a tiny fire.
"…Because I'm the top-ranked adventurer."
He said:
"...win with me."
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【Final God Festival·15th day before the end】
[Remaining surviving players: 100]
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[No.1 Adventurer·Current San Value: 87 points]
[No.1 Adventurer·Current Guide: Siber (Prophet·Guide Ranking 100)]
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