Blood of Mercury

When questioned by Roland, the flames in Oletta's eyes burned fiercely in an instant.

"Your Majesty, what did you say?"

His movements stagnated for a moment, then turned his head and asked suspiciously.

Roland narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at his hollow and decaying skeleton.

He felt it—the moment he asked what he said, the killing intent from Oleta flashed by.

Although it was only for a moment, Roland was sure that it was not an illusion, nor was he admitting the wrong person. The feeling of being buried in a tomb is very similar to the feeling of being covered by the teacher's divine grace.

Except for the Lich who has survived for thousands of years and whose existence is almost equal to history, only the Death Raven, who is immersed in the essence of death, can have such a heavy killing intent.

But Roland was not startled but laughed instead of being locked by Oleta's murderous intent for a moment.

Because Roland finally knew, the key to the matter was already in front of him.

He knew from the beginning that it was Aletta who rewritten the Book of All Laws; what Roland was not sure was whether Aletta had anything to do with the terrifying hurricane that could wipe out the country.

In the original plot line, Aoletta was not impregnated by despair.

As the holder of the copy of the Book of All Laws, and the successor recognized by the will of the latter, if he is also polluted by despair, even if Anvilia or Merlin comes to him, he will only be destroyed by him. .

A strong will strong enough to withstand the most terrifying spiritual pollution is the only inheritance condition for this book.

In the words of players, it means that the willpower is greater than 60. With this level of willpower, even looking directly at the Twilight species will not be polluted by their spirits.

However, in Oleta's words just now, Roland heard extremely desperate words such as "This world will eventually be destroyed by dusk" and "No one will be spared". This is definitely not the style that Auletta should have.

Even though it was unlikely, Roland had to wonder if Aureta had been infected and turned into a twilight dependent.

"No, nothing. You don't know best."

Pretending not to notice the killing intent in the previous moment, Roland then asked, "Oleta, do you have any way to deal with a hurricane outside?"

"That hurricane..."

Oletta glanced at Roland, the flames in his eyes slowly shaking.

He probably realized something, but because he was not sure, he had to say in ambiguous words: "It looks very difficult. I haven't seen it there... But if I look at it, it at least has the power of a great ritual-level magic... …”

Having said this, Oleta suddenly stopped talking and stopped talking.

Roland narrowed his eyes slightly and showed a more gentle smile.

"Oleta, you have to know that we can only rely on you."

Having said that, Roland glanced at Serena, who was sleeping soundly on the bed with her face raised, and then continued: "Elcatel is facing the most terrifying threat. The suspended city and the great holy land buried in yellow sand are completely razed to the ground... By then, no one will be able to live."

Looking at Oleta, Roland paused and emphasized again: "No one can live."

"...As it should be, Your Majesty."

The dry and rotten skeleton frame was silent for a while, then bowed respectfully towards Roland: "You are right."

"However, I still think that the world will eventually be destroyed."

Aoleta's hollow and echoing voice sounded in Roland's heart: "Order is just a phantom, an illusion... This world has never been saved, and it has been like this since ancient times."

"This world has been on the verge of destruction since a long, long time ago. Until now, it's just getting closer to that set goal," Oletta said word by word, "The future, I have already seen it. "

"What has been, will be again; what has been done, will be done again. You may not know that this world itself is broken, not complete or great at all, but a pile of past, is It's just a toy pieced together from the ruined wreckage..."

"With all due respect, Your Majesty. For us mortals, the rule of you and the three saints is no different from that of the gods - you see, under the rule of the gods, we can live very well, and you make the land change. To be fertile and rotten, to make them pure and pure with the nourishment of the blood of the gods... But it is of no use."

Once he opened his mouth, he could no longer stop his desire to talk. At a speed visible to the naked eye, the flames in Oletta's eyes gradually revealed a dim yellow.

Of course Roland and the Bloodmaw Countess noticed this. Chrissy's complexion changed almost immediately, and the look of anger and disappointment immediately poured out of her eyes. But Roland grabbed her hand and restrained her movement.

...you know, Roland is now almost unable to use magic. Even if he has the dream of the sleepless, he may not be able to defeat Oleta, and Chrissy is also enough.

If they fight now, no matter whether the person who released the hurricane is this old lich or someone else, it is not the result that Roland wants to get.

And Roland has confidence in this guy's character. He believed that even if Oleta was polluted by the dusk, as long as he did not really alienate into a monster, he would be able to break free from it with his willpower.

Slightly suppressing his nervousness, Roland asked, "So, what do you think I should do? My dear Oletta? Do you think I should give up those who asked me for help? Or let me Those who chanted my name crying in despair kicked into hell?"

"It's true that I'm not obligated to respond to everyone's requests. But as long as I see it, and I can, I'm not going to let it get worse."

"But what's the point of that?" Aoletta asked rhetorically, "Those people can only live for a few decades, even if they were inspired by you, their spirits were baptized, and they devoted themselves to serving the world wholeheartedly. In the rising work, can they transform the whole world into a new look in just a few years?"

Roland shook his head and scolded in a low voice, "As long as people are still alive and working, the world will change somewhat. I do a little work, at least it's better than those who don't. I don't know if I want something In return, it's just that I can't let them go - because they shout my name and see me as their savior, and I can't let them go."

He said, there was a certain light in his silver-grey eyes: "I will save them from the sword~www.wuxiaspot.com~ save them from the horns of the bison and the fangs of the lion. This is me and them. covenant."

Looking at Roland, Oletta was a little lost for a while. His mood slowly calmed down, and the dim yellow in his eyes gradually faded.

He looked at Roland, speechless. After a long time, he said, "...If only you were born a thousand years ago. If you were there at that time, maybe everything will change now."

"It's not too late now."

"No, it's too late now."

Oletta shook his head and murmured: "They're here... They've already discovered us. It's useless to run away and struggle. In just a few years, I can't even find a way to hide the whole world. arrive."

"You mean the Twilight Seed?"

Roland asked quietly.

Oletta's second half of the speech was suddenly choked, and he looked at Roland in surprise.

Even though he couldn't see the expression on his muscleless face, Roland could feel the surprise and dazedness in his eyes that seemed to be substantive.

Roland looked at him and said with a gentle smile: "People die when they live. The moment this world is born, it must die."

"Maybe one day, the Faens will really die. However, the Faens will not die."

Roland laughed softly, stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pressed Aureta's skull. Although the flame in the old lich's eyes trembled violently, he did not resist nor dodge, so calmly let Roland put his hand on his forehead.

"Oleta, open your heart and accept my will."

Roland said softly: "I will show you, the future in my eyes-" (To be continued.) Search this site for \"Biquge CM\" or enter the website: www.biquge.cm