In the tiny cracks on Annan’s body, dazzling brilliance shot out.
There were like countless eyes.
But if one were to look closely, one could see that there was no flesh and blood in the cracks but the endless darkness and complete emptiness.
However, in this endless darkness, countless points of light could be seen flashing like fireflies, piercing their lights out from the endless darkness.
The sky became gloomy rapidly, blocking the early morning sun.
Under the dim sky, Annan gradually floated in the air.
From his cracked body, fragments of light burst out. As Annan’s body moved, these spots of light also swayed according to the inertia, giving people a strong sense of dizziness.
It was a glorious, noble, and sacred state.
But the players were discussing this from another angle.
“—The wings are in the way.”
“—It’s fine. The wings only cover half of his ass. I’m delighted with the exposure!”
“—He’s even barefooted! It would be better if Annan has long hair.”
“—Annan has back muscles?”
“—Wait, does this count as tanned?”
“—Hey, would that look good on a male’s body?”
“—Of course!”
“—To be honest, this light made me a little dizzy.”
“—The position of the wings feels like a succubus.”
“—Annan’s whole body cracks and shines as if he is going to kill the final boss in the next second.”
“—Annan: Cracked Version.jpg”
“—Annan: I Can’t Close it up.jpg”
“—This is an Ophanim, right? I remember the Ophanim has many eyes and the Seraph [1] has many wings.”
(TN: I chose the name Ophanim [2] because it’s often referred to as many-eyed ones.)
“—But I remember that many-eyed is the characteristic of a Throne Angel?”
“—Ophanim isn’t an entity. When it appears, it should have four wings and four faces. Annan has three faces less than that. As for the Throne Angel before the fifth century, the Throne Angel should have countless burning eyeballs. The moving wheels represent the divine transporter.”
“—So, is the current angel image personified by the painter back then? Just like the current ship, gun, food, and Pokémon?”
“—Shut up, it’s different!”
“—Wait, something weird got in there.”
“—Don’t discuss settings outside this world. For example, there are no angels in the mist world, right?”
“—At present, it seems that there is none yet.”
“—Wait, the comments have gone wrong. Aren’t we discussing Annan’s beauty here?”
After this post appeared, everyone took a pause.
Then, the atmosphere became harmonious again.
“—Upvote.”
“—Upvote +1”
“—I kind of want to see what Annan looks like when he changes back.”
“—Upvote +1.”
“—Upvote +1 & +1.”
…
Annan didn’t visit the forum to concentrate on dealing with Rotten Man.
Otherwise, he might smile graciously and ban those players from commenting and chatting for a week.
At this moment, Annan tried to stay calm and indifferent.
He took out the Elven’s Skin Glove with granulation tissues that hadn’t fully retracted from the wings and put them on his hands.
As for the hammer and the kitchen knife, Annan’s surge of power previously had knocked them away. It was just that the gloves were lighter, so the wings stopped them.
Rotten Man watched Annan from a distance and asked quietly, “Are you ready?”
Facing Annan, who was delaying time, he didn’t feel any anxiety.
“Yes.” Annan looked at Rotten Man and said emotionlessly.
At the moment, his voice echoed in the air, and his icy blue pupils had already condensed into gems.
The subtle silver-white vertical pupil was looming in it.
The thunder followed immediately after Annan’s voice.
Pouring freezing rain came without warning!
Before the freezing raindrops hit the ground, the white ice mist had frozen them.
In the blink of an eye, multiple crystal thorns were condensed out of thin air. They twisted and grew upwards to form an ice flower.
This was “icy rain” that could reduce the speed of thinking.
It was Annan’s Soul Snatch spell, Notion Rain!
The icy rain was initially used to conduct the Energy Falteration spells. However, now that Annan’s power skyrocketed, the rainfall was enough for Annan to build a territory.
Facing the frosty street in the blink of an eye, Rotten Man didn’t panic nor even move at all.
He stood on the spot with a gentle smile on his face and gently raised his right hand like a prayer.
With Rotten Man making such strange gestures, the ice on the path between him and Annan shattered!
Annan felt like he was being torn apart by an inexplicable invisible force, almost tearing himself into two pieces. A strong warning suddenly appeared in his heart.
What is this?
With a thought in his mind, he levitated in the air.
Without the need to use his feet, Annan dashed away at a speed leaving phantom images as his trails.
As Annan moved, the ice on the ground also shattered into pieces wherever he passed by.
Annan lifted his right hand slightly.
A Frost Wheel was formed directly in his hands without chanting.
The hollow pattern on it was much more gorgeous and complicated than when Annan chanted the spell on his own previously. Its details were more accurate, and even traces of wear and tear could be seen. This wasn’t like an illusory light wheel constructed by energy, but more like summoning a lost item to this world again.
Annan didn’t launch the light wheel.
Instead, he waved it horizontally, slashing towards the air behind him like a hand-held blade!
With the sound of shattering, Annan crushed some fragile, intangible thing.
Rotten Man did alterate the ice into something invisible.
But before Annan managed to catch a breather, those transparent crystal fragments suddenly appeared in front of him and froze in the air.
In the blink of an eye, they sparkled brilliantly.
A sharp blade of light emerged from the crystal shard.
Then, they grew into a few, a dozen, and then a few dozen.
The light sword underwent rapid proliferation, and they were covered with a layer of ice in the next second.
After aiming at Annan, it turned into streamers and galloped. A low buzzing sound accompanied the onslaught at Annan!
Annan backed away quickly, waving the wheel of light in his hand and smashing the incoming ice sword. But the crushed ice sword turned into more embryos of the sword of light. The process repeated with more swords of light proliferated endlessly.
Salvatore’s pupils shrank slightly.
This is a [Minimalist Loop]!
In Alteration spells, the more complex the elements on the alteration process chain, the greater the ultimate power, the more uncontrollable it would be, and vice versa.
But there was an exception here.
When two spells were used as a cycle, the output could be magnified to the limit.
This was called a [Minimalist Loop], also known as an uncontrollable loop.
Because Alteration’s “raw material” was the “product” too. In this way, there was no need for any medium. The infinite loop was constructed with itself and a single catalyst.
Rotten Man initially alterated the ice into the Gold Rank’s Alteration product, [Invisible Pillar] — a semi-activated space crack used to cut off objects or send small targets into designated spaces.
After that, he utilized the [Light Blade]. Various weapons made of light with combat awareness could spontaneously attack the enemy or defend the target. They were the guardians of many tombs.
This loop wasn’t unbreakable. As long as it was melted when it altered back to [Ice] again, or the invisible pillar was filled with a large amount of material, the alteration would end.
But, Rotten Man coated the exterior of the light blades with a layer of ice to initiate a Minimalist Loop, and the light blades could proliferate infinitely.
If you want to extinguish the light, you must eliminate all the ice. However, the shattered ice will turn into new lights. If you melt the ice with fire, the nourished light can separate a part of it and turn it into fresh ice to achieve an infinite loop.
Salvatore stared blankly at the ever-changing light and ice in Rotten Man’s Will.
So this is the power whom the Gold Rank Alteration Wizard should have?
Rotten Man only used his power at the Gold Rank.
This was by no means an authority belonging to the deity.
He was merely showing the side of a skilled Alteration Wizard. Or, in other words, the combat alchemy only the “great sage” could muster!