Blood of Mercury

With a proud look, the Wizards with Blue Sparrows on their chests pushed "Orlando" into the underground storage room of the second tower, and then locked the door from the outside. Leaving the two magic swordsmen standing at the door, the rest of the magic swordsmen were responsible for driving out the ordinary people who poured in.

All they had to do was wait for Lord Scott to come. With Lord Scott sitting on the second floor, these magic knife wizards are not worried that Orlando can escape from here.

Taking a step back, even without Scott. Various witchcrafts that detect vitality and soul vitality have shown that Orlando's physical strength and vitality have been as weak as candlelight, and they are still fading.

Not to mention running away, if the execution is delayed for a while, I am afraid that Orlando himself will die in it.

"Elucado, help me take off the blindfold."

After everyone left, Roland immediately called softly in a weak voice.

After about three or four seconds, Roland felt two arms that were as cold and warm as jade stretched out from behind and gently stroked Roland's cheeks.

Roland didn't speak, just kept a weak ** in the dark space, tilted the center of his body back, and leaned in Elucado's arms.

The feeling of weakness that he had never felt before made Roland unable to clench his hands tightly, and he didn't even dare to sit down.

With Roland's current physical state, if he sits down by himself, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand up at all.

The effect of septicemia was more effective than Roland imagined. Even though his physique had already exceeded ten o'clock, Roland, who had suffered severe blood loss, was already on the verge of death under the erosion of blood sugar.

As long as he slept, he probably wouldn't wake up—similarly, Edward, who was trapped in Roland's body, was completely inactive, torn apart and swallowed by Roland's Nest of Plague.

But again, the toxicity from septicaemia remains in the blood.

Now Roland's skin has a large area of ​​blue-purple veins, spreading from the fingertips to the armpits, from the toes to the knees, and even the waist and back have large cobweb-like lines.

Roland groaned heavily, and looked a little better after resting for a while.

So he repeated again: "Take off my blindfold."

Seeing Roland's weakness at the moment. Elucado could only feel his heart being clenched fiercely.

Elucado sighed deeply and took off the blindfold at Roland's order.

However, even with the blindfold removed, Roland's vision was still pitch black.

It might not be very accurate to say it was pitch black - Roland could still vaguely see some dim candlelight flickering at the edge of his field of vision. But his pupils could not capture the image of anything.

"...Elucado, I finally know...So that's how people feel when they're about to die."

Roland chuckled lightly, his body gradually exerting force, and he stood up forcibly.

His eyes fluttered, his lips trembling. His body trembled with the cold. Blood **, bone decay.

There has never been a moment when Roland was so close to death. There has never been a moment when Roland could understand death so concretely.

"It wasn't anything cool, it wasn't handsome at all."

Roland uttered word by word in a dry, hoarse voice: "Death is not an art, it's not a gift, it's not a compliment, it's not a prank... It's not anything beautiful."

"To die is to die, to die is to have nothing. There is only pain and endless cold in it. A sense of powerlessness . ."

Roland's pupils spread weakly, but his eyes were unexpectedly clear, as if they were shining with light.

His voice was weak and steady: "However, I will still praise death."

"Elucardo, I ask you... what do you think the value of death is?"

Facing Roland's sudden inquiry, Elucado couldn't help but startled.

After thinking for a while, she tentatively replied, "Is it because...the people who are living in miserable lives have the right to change?"

"Oh...maybe."

Roland chuckled lightly, noncommittal.

Breaking free from Elucado's embrace, Roland groped and moved forward slowly. Seeing this, Elucado hurried over. He lifted Roland's shackles and helped Roland to the spiraling stairs.

Roland didn't let the magic knife wizard at the door lift himself up to the second floor.

He walked toward the execution ground before receiving his own execution notice, stepping down the stairs with slow, heavy steps.

Roland felt his bones tremble as he took each step. The nerves were aching, and the muscles were shaking weakly, as if they were about to fall off the bone.

With such a weak and firm pace, Roland climbed firmly towards the second floor. After only dozens of steps, Roland went up for more than ten minutes.

Elucado did not return to the shadows. She just followed behind Roland in silence, holding heavy shackles and following Roland up step by step.

In the last half hour before the execution time. Roland finally climbed the thirty-three steps and came to the second floor.

Even though it was dark in front of him and couldn't see the road ahead, Roland still judged that there was a door in front of him based on his own experience.

As long as he pushed open the wooden door, he would only be the last twenty meters away from his execution ground.

Regardless of Roland's hands being shackled behind his back at this time - even if Roland's body can still move, under the influence of "severe blood loss" and "weakness", it is impossible for Roland to have the strength to push the heavy fan away. door.

However, there are always exceptions.

"Elucado, come back."

At the same time as Roland spoke out, his own health in his field of vision also dropped to 0/296. The "severe blood loss" in the status bar blurred a bit and jumped to the right. And in its original position, the state of "dying" suddenly jumped out.

【warn! Your health has reached zero! Getting hurt again will instantly kill you! 】

【warn! You have fallen into a state of near death. If you do not receive effective treatment in time, you will die naturally in ten minutes! 】

At the same time, in Roland's field of vision, the "moving natural disaster" in the feature bar flickered for a moment, and then instantly lit up.

Mobile Scourge (Personal Trait)

Effect: The heavier your injury, the faster your recovery; at the same time, you can still deal full damage when you get an injury above the serious injury level.

——The phrase "Wherever you go, you will die" must be talking about you, but don't worry, villains and mad dogs generally live longer.

In the description of the effect of this feature, the injury above the serious injury level refers to the two states of "fatal injury" and "near death".

But Roland is serious, and he is not injured, so the former will not happen naturally.

But no matter what the cause of the loss of life, if you don't take damage again after the health value is zero, you will fall into a dying state, and any form of healing effect will be reduced by 90%. However, if the HP can be pulled back to more than six in time at this time, he can still climb back from the brink of death. At the same time, you can also get the "Near-Death Experience" feature.

At the same time as the "moving natural disaster" was triggered, a pale flame gradually ignited in Roland's eyes.

As the light returned, Roland's vision gradually became clearer, and his ears no longer rumbled.

Feeling an inexplicable power gushing out from the depths of his weak to the limit soul~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Roland smiled, and with both hands, broke the shackles behind him directly.

With the sound of the shackles falling to the ground, Roland could hear the noisy crowd outside fall into dead silence for a moment.

The next second, the sound of the door downstairs opening sounded, and Roland's ears heard the sound of going upstairs in a panic.

Ignoring those things, Roland reached out and pushed open the heavy wooden door. The blood-red sunset that poured in instantly made Roland's pupils shrink.

"Good evening, everybody."

Under the terrified and stunned eyes of everyone, Roland stepped out of the door of the second-floor warehouse with a light smile and stepped into his execution ground.

At the same time, an old man in a bright platinum pope's robe stopped his steps, stood outside the big barrier in the Fourth Ring District of the White Pagoda, squinted and looked in the direction of the second tower, which seemed to go straight to the sky. .

Behind him, the entire fifth and sixth rings were plunged into a golden sea of ​​fire, burning silently. (To be continued.)