Blood of Mercury

The first thing to be destroyed is the wall of burning flames.

The astonishing cold erupted from Roland's body, and the frost-white thin ice spread from the ground, and the suffocating cold wind burst like a spiral, instantly extinguishing the flames on the surrounding walls.

But before the flame disappeared, it did not tremble due to the cold wind, but was frozen in the air like a living creature, and then shattered.

Rather than saying that the fire on the wall was extinguished by the cold and the wind, it was shattered.

After the flames completely disappeared, the surrounding walls rotted and distorted at an extremely fast speed, and the black and burnt yellow scars that met after the fire raged appeared on the walls. Subsequently, the ceiling became mottled and dilapidated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the floor cracked.

This is undoubtedly the scene long after the Gargoyle Inn was destroyed.

"This is impossible--"

Looking at the scene inside the crystal ball, a young wizard with reddish brown hair and black-rimmed glasses couldn't help showing a panicked look.

In his cognition, this was a scene that should never have appeared.

He had seen the effects of sorcery in the Old City when he took part in an internship at the Waste Development Bureau before graduation.

If the witchcraft works properly, after the fire has become more violent and unstoppable in the usual way, this virtual hotel preserved from the historical records of the Waste Development Bureau should be able to meet the "guests" inside. They dissipate together; and if the disaster is prevented, the virtual hotel will remain for a while, and will not disappear until all the guests have left.

In either case, it is impossible for the old city to construct a post-destruction scenario. Because this witchcraft does not have this function at all.

Unless the caster artificially modifies the surrounding environment like this.

- But how is that possible?

The young wizard was quite sure that none of the adjustments he had made would have had such an effect.

Then, he focused his gaze on the face of the icy girl with black clothes and black hair.

It must be her problem.

"Su Zeren... Who is she?"

The young wizard murmured in disbelief.

For fear of having hallucinations. The young wizard bent over, his face almost pressed against the crystal ball, and repeatedly confirmed that he had made a mistake in modifying the illusion.

He never believed that he was in a dead end that had been set up with great effort. Those two scumbags are still alive...

"Damn... in the tower, here too... I knew that An Ruosi's little white face was hiding behind the woman..."

The young wizard gritted his teeth and whispered.

But he couldn't throw in the towel.

An Ruosi finally left the White Pagoda, and there is only one chance.

What if An Ruosi and Robert escaped from the illusion back to the White Tower. Even his hard-to-find job at the Waste Development Agency could be affected.

He gritted his teeth, took out the ritual knife again and slashed it on his left hand full of knife marks, instantly bleeding.

The blood condensed into balls, which spontaneously floated in the air, and characters twisted into various shapes were printed on the crystal ball.

in his whispers. The crystal ball floated in the air again, spinning slowly.

——The magic power is not enough.

Less than half left. The young wizard estimated his magic power and could not help frowning.

Even with this crystal ball to assist in casting, the scary illusion must be given up.

The only magic that has to be used to create something deadly to break the stalemate.

The young wizard couldn't help but turn his attention to Roland.

He finally realized that this woman was the most dangerous existence compared to Robert and An Ruosi, who were unable to extricate themselves from the illusion.

"Is it... a priest?"

He squinted, constantly adjusting the angle of the picture. But no matter how he adjusted, Roland's figure was tightly hidden by the white blizzard.

Through the white cold wind, one could vaguely see the flowing waist-length hair fluttering wildly, and the soft black robe was also screeching by the wind.

It's like an elves dancing in the snow. The slender figure gives the illusion that it will be blown by the cold wind if you are not careful.

But even if he couldn't see what Roland looked like at the moment. But the young wizard still stared blankly at Roland, unable to extricate himself.

About half a minute later, he was awakened by a shattering sound.

In an instant, his eyes were filled with shock and fear.

"Natural charm. Bewitching... Could this woman be a fairy? Or lust?!"

Immediately, the young wizard no longer dared to look at Roland, and could only hurriedly move the screen away.

But then he heard the strange shattering sound again.

The young wizard checked again and again, and finally found that the sound of breaking came from Roland's direction.

It sounded about every two seconds—the sound was like the sound of fishermen chiseling ice in winter, or like the guards neatly hitting the end of their spears on the ground.

And the shattering sound became louder and clearer.

Growing unease rolled over in the young wizard's heart. Finally, unable to hold back, he closed his eyes and wiped the blood from his left hand on his eyelids.

If you can't see it with the naked eye, use detection magic.

Gotta see what she did—

But just when he looked at Roland with the vision of detecting witchcraft. He couldn't help shaking his whole body, and the crystal ball fell directly to the ground.

"Carl? What are you doing? Why is there so much movement?"

The boss's angry voice came from the next room, and the footsteps were getting closer.

"Don't you know how to maintain the equipment? No... Carl? No! Stop casting spells immediately!"

The boss's anger gradually drifted away from Carl's ears.

Because the moment he looked at Roland with the detection magic, he saw something he shouldn't have seen.

Behind that cold and charming girl. A huge, two-person-tall eyeball phantom was staring at him coldly.

When Carl saw the huge eyeball, he felt his blood turned into some kind of cold and sticky foreign body.

Even if he wanted to look away, it was impossible. Carl's eyes seemed to be sucked, and he could only watch the huge eyes behind Roland staring at him quietly.

The skin of the eyeball is fragile and transparent, and countless colorful slender snakes are crawling inside the eyeball, and the shape of the eyeball is constantly changing due to the squeezing of these small snakes.

In the very center of the eyeball—the only place where there are no snakes, is a circle formed by two black snakes that cling to the eyeball and devour each other’s tails.

The circle flashed with a dim yellow light. Any small snake that touches this dim yellow circle will neigh, twist into a mass of flesh and blood, and then burst open, bursting with a violent dim yellow light.

Before Carl could see what was in the brilliance, he felt a huge force coming from behind him, and he was directly pushed aside.

——It is the "repulsive bombardment" of the combat system.

He instantly recognized the witchcraft attacking him.

His head hit the corner of the table all of a sudden, and blood flowed out all of a sudden.

But thanks to this, Carl's sight finally got out of the crystal ball. After that, he didn't even have time to pay attention to his roaring boss, but turned off the detection witchcraft for the first time.

At this time, Carl felt that he was already bleeding from seven orifices, his head was buzzing, and he couldn't stand up.

"You bastard! I told you that you are absolutely not allowed to use the old city without the qualifications of an examiner! You are dead! No one can protect you!"

As if being ignored by Carl, his boss was even more furious.

It dawned on Carl that his work and his life seemed to end there.

As a trainee, using a top-secret item without authorization to try to kill an innocent person is enough to kill himself three times.

……What should I do?

"It's better to shut up."

Carl completely ignored the boss who was pushing and scolding Carl, and just said to himself.

"How to silence! You teach me? One is the disciple of the Starcaller, the other is the Titan Royal Family... Wait, this black-haired woman is also very familiar... It won't be..."

Carl was lost in some kind of beauty, completely ignoring what his boss was saying.

A dim light flickered in Carl's eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ His left hand, which had been bleeding constantly, also stopped bleeding, and the thin snake shook its head and drilled out of the wound on his left hand.

Looking at his boss looking down at the crystal ball with his back to him, Carl shook his dizzy head again, stood up quietly with saliva, and grabbed his boss's neck with both hands from behind.

Originally, with Carl's current physical condition, even a sneak attack would not be able to control his superior, who has a silver-level spellcasting level. But the moment he grabbed his neck, the small snake on his left hand simultaneously bit his boss's throat.

Immediately, dark yellow spider web-like cracks spread densely from his neck. This silver-level wizard with a tall body unique to Su Ze's men suddenly spit out white foam, his whole body was weak, and his pupils began to dilate——

However, neither of the two who were fighting together noticed that the crystal ball behind them finally shattered after the increasingly loud shattering sound reached a limit.

"caught you."

An icy voice came from behind the entangled two people, and the frost-white cold wind rushed over and drowned them in an instant. (To be continued.)