Blood of Mercury

The air was bubbling, and something intangible and intangible erupted on Roland. `

With Roland as the center, layers of thin silver-gray patterns emerged in the void.

It was like a scene of roses in full bloom—the lines formed by the folding of silver-gray arcs condensed into petal-like shapes in the air.

The silver-gray light bloomed from Roland, bright and dark like breathing, becoming more and more dazzling, as if Roland had become a living sun walking on the ground——

That is by no means a gesture that a human being can have.

The rich divine grace overflowing from Roland dyed the sky and the earth silver-white, and even the air became swollen and sticky.

Even when wearing armor, people can feel the air becoming hot and hot. Like being in a furnace, just breathing the scorching air would make the nose feel sore. Dry, hot air was poured into the trachea, causing severe torture like torture.

The scorching heat wave hit my face, and I couldn't open my eyes at all. And even if they closed their eyes, it was useless, the strong light seemed to penetrate the eyelids. People had to stretch out their hands to block their eyes, walk with their heads lowered, and dare not look directly at Roland's posture at this time.

At the same time, their exposed skin quickly becomes dry and dehydrated, and their hair loses luster and becomes dry. The skin exposed to the direct light was even hot and red, as if it had been scalded by steam.

And the idea of ​​taking the opportunity to attack Roland never appeared in their minds at all.

Even if he took a step forward, he could clearly feel the scorching heat in the air multiplying exponentially, and his speed of losing water suddenly accelerated. Just three steps forward, the scorching air was enough to make the fabric on their bodies emit a faint black smoke.

If he really wanted to attack Roland, I'm afraid he would be burned to ashes if he couldn't reach him.

Even the Ashes didn't dare to let that pure holy light fall on him. They turned their backs directly, and accidentally the entire face of the person exposed to the holy light was already scorched black. Even the snow-white bones were exposed.

"Sinners, you should repent!"

At this moment, a thunderous sound resounded in the air.

However, the coalition forces at this time no longer listened to the huge prayers resounding in the air as comfortably as they did at the beginning.

After feeling the lethality of the turbulent silver-white light, they couldn't help but have a question in their hearts:

No... is it really going to fail?

Although they denied such an idea at the first time, such doubts have been buried in their hearts. And grow rapidly with Roland's power——

"Repent! You have a great woe! You and this generation have a great woe!"

Roland prayed aloud. 'An even more scorching brilliance swirled around him.

"I see you fighting each other with swords, and I see you stabbing the monarch's back with daggers, and I know you are all in trouble!"

In Roland's thunderous rumbling voice, people hurried back. Fear, mediated by sound, poured into their veins from their ears, making their hearts beat faster and harder.

Their fingers were already shaking, and their legs were cold and weak.

At this time, Roland was like the sun falling on the ground.

The ground dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, cracks spread from Roland's feet, and the air became distorted.

miracly. That light seemed to only have lethal power to those outside the city.

The people in the city seemed to be able to see the battlefield filled with scorching light, and as the people gradually retreated, their cheers became more frenzied.

In the city, many people have already shed tears, knelt on the ground and whimpered and read Tyre's name. Others screamed and cheered in ecstasy, hugging and kissing everyone around them.

Ra's Pope's expression at this moment has become extremely bad.

His face was gloomy, and he looked at Roland displeased.

"Lord Marco, I'll deal with it first. That **** Pope still has a few brushes."

finally. He couldn't help but said to the bald man beside him, "After all, he is not on the same level as these people."

"Well, you can try it."

I don't know which one is approved. Marco agreed.

The old Pope nodded lightly and walked out from the back of the crowd.

As he walked, he said softly, "Look, my lord—"

An old and majestic voice resounded in the air for no reason.

Without warning, the phantom of a huge golden scale appeared in the air.

"—A mere mortal, dare to make a judgment!"

In the roar of the old Pope. Uncle Guang, a dark golden color with a thickness of tens of meters, shone like a thunder from one end of the scale, and smashed directly on Roland.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to lose its voice.

The next moment, an unimaginable loud noise sounded.

The shock wave alone lifted the entire earth, and the ground broke apart piece by piece. was thrown into the air.

Dust and gravel buried Roland directly. The violent golden electric light penetrated Roland's position and poured into the earth, and the deeper ground was broken layer by layer, and Roland's position continued to collapse downward. Even in the city, the earth trembled violently, and the broken rock falling from the city wall bounced at high speed.

Not to mention mere humans. Even a giant dragon can be beaten to death by this blow. Even Jupiter IV, if he was caught by surprise, would be vaporized directly. `

However, just when the old Pope was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Roland's voice sounded in the air again:

"You mean, mere mortal?"

In the dust and gravel, the silver-gray light danced restlessly.

"I praise the Master! I hereby beg her justice."

"And you have to agree, Gao claims to be—"

In the sound of Roland's prayer, the silver-gray luster exploded, revealing the unharmed Roland.

Roland raised his head and slowly looked at Pope Ra who was hiding in the crowd.

There are no errors. Eyes that became emotionless looked in a certain direction without hesitation.

For a time, the fear of being stared at by something indescribable was suddenly born in the old Pope's heart.

"No...this is..."

He murmured, taking a step back.

But before he could finish speaking, Roland slammed down his last prayer!

"—This world has no words to listen to! You should only bow and listen to the teachings until you sleep forever!"

The silver-gray light spread rapidly at a speed that the naked eye couldn't catch. It spread directly from the feet of Roland to the feet of the old Pope.

The tentacles like mercury sprang out of the light without warning, and the tip was like an awl, directly piercing the old Pope's throat!

The tentacle's attack speed was like electric light, and the old Pope had clearly seen it, but his body could not avoid it.

He is old after all.

But even though the throat was pierced and the cervical spine was penetrated, the old Pope did not die on the spot.

I saw his body quickly disappear. In the blink of an eye, it turned into pure holy light.

However, at the moment when he became the holy light, several illusory chains once again locked his spiritual body from the depths of the light.

The next moment, Roland silently appeared in front of him and grabbed the old Pope's forehead.

In his previous position all the way to the old Pope, all the people were stiff, gradually turning into mercury drops and falling to the ground, melting into the halo at Roland's feet.

A silver-gray scythe with the length of a palm silently stretched out from Roland's chest and gently hung on the neck of the old Pope's spiritual body.

"You said. A mere mortal?"

Roland repeated.

The emerald green pupils full of runes stared straight at the old Pope, and snake-like scales gradually appeared on Roland's cheeks and then dimmed. The two silver-white spiral wings behind him were slowly rotating, constantly drawing out the power in the void.

Before he could answer, the tip of the sickle sank directly into the old Pope's neck.

The pain as if his soul was being swept away caused his spiritual body to fluctuate violently, and the silver-gray crystal with golden brilliance slowly wrapped around the tip of the sickle like silk.

After that, the sickle was gradually retracted, and the old Pope's soul fragment and all his divine grace were carried by the sickle and submerged into Roland's body.

In an instant, the pale golden figure of the Holy Light shattered like a bubble. The old Pope's aged body reappeared.

The difference is that the left side of his face is bloody. Bones are exposed. It's like being attacked by some huge beast.

He was breathing heavily, his eyes full of fear.

At this time, he had lost his divine grace, and was no different from any ordinary person who believed in Ra.

Finally, at this point, Ra's Pope finally realized what he had overlooked.

This is by no means the ability that a priest of Tyre can possess——

No matter who is standing in front of him, he is definitely not Tyre's new pope!

The funny thing is. He also used magic against Tyr's priests. That's a surefire hit against any cleric with any realm, enough to pierce any conventional defense.

...no wonder it didn't have any effect.

Because he wasn't Tyre's priest at all.

"You...not from Tyre..."

The old Pope just tried to speak, but found that he couldn't say a word.

He froze for a moment, then tried again.

Same as before. He didn't hear any sound. Not even the sound of swallowing saliva, the sound of tongue flicking on the palate could not be heard.

The next moment, fear climbed directly into his heart.

No one is more afraid of being deaf or dumb than a clergyman. If they can't hear the voice of the gods and say the words of prayer. The meaning of their existence is erased.

"Yes, you guessed it well."

Roland said softly.

After hearing Roland's voice, the old Pope's inner fear inexplicably faded a lot.

He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

Roland just stared at him quietly, motionless.

The people around kept trying to come to save him, but whether they were approaching or trying to perform magic, they would suddenly freeze, and then drop to the ground like melted candles, melting in Roland's holy light.

"I'm really not Tyre's Pope, and I'm not even his priest. I believe in the teacher...the long-sleeping teacher Nerola. Why, haven't you heard of it?"

The old Pope shook his head desperately.

Roland just smiled gently and took a step back.

"By the way," he said suddenly, "is your **** showing you miracles?"

"……Of course."

After Roland moved away from him, the old Pope's anxiety subsided a lot.

Unexpectedly, he found himself able to speak.

He has already seen very clearly that since he is not dead yet, there must be a reason for his own survival.

Otherwise, this lunatic would probably have killed himself long ago.

So, he had no choice but to answer honestly: "Of course God Ra will perform miracles for us...if we ask him."

"Oh? Like?" Roland asked curiously.

"For example, let all the people in the world who violated the contract signed with him suddenly die of cardiac arrest, or forcibly collect the price of the debtor, or let the jailbreaker return to the prison, probably like this..."

The old Pope replied flatly.

From the look on his face, he was very proud of it.

But Roland laughed.

He mocked mercilessly: "Can this be called a miracle?"

"...that's what you said."

The old Pope didn't have any strange color on his face, just bowed his head and said yes.

From his face, there was nothing unusual, as if he truly recognized what Roland said.

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