<h4>Chapter 511: What Is Divine Transporter?</h4>


    To this day, Dmitri still in ck hair.


    This meant that the divine blood in his body had not been activated, and he was still a mortal.


    It seemed unbelievable.


    Among the three siblings, Dmitri should have been the closest person to the Old Grandmother as the Old Grandmother’s priest.


    But now, he was the only one who had not awakened yet.


    Looking at Annan’s silver hair and the dragon scales emerging from his corbone and neck, Dmitri’s frown slowly rxed, “You made it, Annan.”


    With aplicated expression, Dmitri said softly, “Do you remember me?”


    “I know you.” Annan replied calmly, “My brother, Dmitri Austere-Winter.”


    It was knowing rather than remembering.


    Realizing this subtle difference, Dmitri’s eyes dimmed for a moment.


    If Maria heard the news, she might cry secretly.


    Dmitri grinned like he was about to give a wry smile, but he could not.


    “If I’m not wrong,” Annan smiled gently, “You have reached a verdict in your interrogation, right?”


    “That’s right.” There was no emotion in Dmitri’s tone, “Only the Austere-Winters can tame the Frost Beasts. My father’s condition has deteriorated, and he can no longer get out of bed. Maria is still in the Storm Tower.


    “After thinking about it, it’s only you left.”


    Dmitri was not sure that “Ghindaio” was Annan.


    Otherwise, he would not have yelled “Hey” rudely and entered the door. Instead, he would give Annan a warm hug and then say to Annan seriously and peacefully, “I have recognized you. You should go back to your original appearance.” or something like that.


    However, Dmitri knew it would be embarrassing to be mistaken as he hugged ‘Ghindaio’.


    It would damage the image of the Austere-Winter family.


    Thus, Dmitri still wanted to be on the safe side and called out probingly.


    However, Dmitri still felt a little ashamed, knowing he did not recognize Annan at first sight.


    He is my blood-rted brother, but I still can’t recognize him even though we have interacted for so long.


    If my father can leave the bed, maybe I will be beaten again.


    It’s just that my father doesn’t have the strength to beat me anymore.


    “Why do you hide your identity from me?” Dmitri frowned and asked in annoyance, “If you hint at me, I won’t teach you to smoke or make you drink some inferior-grade wine. I won’t even smoke in front of you. Even second-hand smoke is bad for your body. Well, the same goes for drinking too much poor wine.”


    “It’s not my fault.” Annan shrugged, “You brought Leona along.”


    Dmitri’s expression became serious, “Is there a problem with Leona?”


    “Not really. Or rather, I don’t know.” Annan replied bluntly, “But my return to Austere-Winter should be a secret. My next n is to work on some matters in the Underground Federation, but my identity as ‘Annan·Austere-Winter’ is not suitable in that situation. You should understand what I mean, brother.


    “Is it something dangerous?” Dmitri said in his deep maic voice, “If that is the case, I won’t let you go.


    “You are the future Grand Duke. Austere-Winter Dukedom still needs you. It’s time for you to try using your authority. Sooner orter, those powers will belong to you.”


    “It is not dangerous.” Annan waved his hand, “But my identity is quite intricate. If someone finds out about it, things will change.”


    Annan wanted to operate a non-governmental Transcender organization responsible for purifying nightmares in the underground world without the favor of deities.


    Undoubtedly, it would gain favors from both the Wise and Digger.


    With the yers’ personalities, they wander freely in the underground world where their legal awareness was weak, and the edge between order andwlessness was blurred. At the same time, they had a heart inclined to proper order. It would be easy for the yers to gain a high reputation among the people.


    There was a significant probability that it would grow into the thirdrgest organization in the Underground Federation, and it might even turn official, bing one of the authorities of the underground city.


    However, this would only happen when Annan sessfully hides his identity.


    If someone else discovered that the supreme leader of this organization was the Austere-Winter’s Grand Duke – Annan, it would bring trouble.


    “Is it rted to the politics of other countries?” Dmitri was keenly aware of the hint that Annan had not mentioned yet.


    Annan nodded and said helplessly.


    “But once my transformation curse is released, it cannot be used again before the downtime is over. So I can’t change back for the time being.”


    On his side, he already had ns for Sporeggar Mill.


    However, Annan had to wait a few days for the “Last Work” cooldown to be over before heading down.


    Still, Annan felt a little sorry for Suuankou and the rest.


    Annan: I’m on the way; I will be there soon.jpg


    However, Annan could also sense at the time that Dmitri was not convinced that he was Annan.


    Annan resolutely canceled his transformation decisively to convince Dmitri of his true identity and avoid unnecessary misunderstandings and troubles.


    Misunderstandings happen between people. Many contradictions and misunderstandings came from the initial misunderstanding.


    However, those who were smart would prevent misunderstanding from the very beginning.


    Although Annan was somewhat different from himself in Dmitri’s memory, whether it was temperament, hair color, or height, things became reasonable because of this.


    “I am sorry.” Although Dmitri did not know why he had to apologize, he did so smoothly.


    He had long been used to taking the me for his younger brother and sister.


    He hesitated for a moment, then said softly, “In that case, why don’t you go home first?


    “You should visit father. He misses you very much too. You don’t need to seed immediately. But you still have to go back and get something, right? Among other things, your n needs money.


    “You should go home and get some funding, Annan.”


    Hearing this, Annan was silent for a moment.


    …In a trance.


    Annan felt a familiar feeling of “home”.


    There was no doubt that the memory of the past had long been turned into a silent void.


    But that “feeling” remained in Annan’s heart.


    Although he could not remember what had happened between him and Dmitri, Annan still felt a familiar intimacy in his heart when he looked at Dmitri.


    “Speaking of which… brother.” For some reason, Annan always felt that saying “brother” was a bit more awkward than saying “sister”.


    Ignoring the awkwardness, he continued, “Do you know that I have erased my memory?”


    “Everyone in the family knows.”


    “Why did I have to wash away my memory?” Annan asked Dmitri.


    He had wondered about this question for a long time.


    But so far, no one could fully answer this question.


    Either there were some facies, or the information was notplete.


    Presumably, Dmitri might give him aplete answer.


    Dmitri rubbed his eyebrows with some headache.


    “Where do I start…


    “Let’s put it this way, Annan. How many pages have you collected in your Book of Divine Transporter?”


    “I have collected two-thirds of it,” Annan replied.


    “Then it should be fine for me to tell you.” Dmitri breathed a sigh of relief and replied softly, “You have been a ‘Divine Transporter’ since you were very young. About the time you crossed the world membrane from the world on the other side of the dream world, using nightmares as the medium. It descended into the body of Annan, who was still a baby.


    “[Divine Transporter] is something that transcends the world, and its essence is ‘sublimation’. A mind with only negative emotion cannot control this strength. But it is the most dangerous talent to be able to touch the Truth but not be able to grasp it.


    “If you can’t be the actual Divine Transporter, you will be the Mirror of the Seventh Luminary.”