Blood of Mercury

Roland was walking in the howling wind, the hood covering most of his face, and the thin black robe with complicated dark flowers wrapped around his body, covering his hands and feet.

Seeing such a mysterious and unknown person walking across the border and heading south, no one in the fortresses near the border dared to interrogate him.

It's just a matter of outsiders. If the Caral people couldn't feel the strong natural breath, they would have found an excuse for the Druids to kill them. The natural aura that makes people want to get close to them unconsciously, coupled with the decaying aura of rotten wood, it is difficult for the city guards to not recognize it.

This is a pretty standard blighter no matter where you look at it.

Even more convincing are some details of the robes on this blighter.

The Blighters in Kalar are roughly divided into two camps - or two schools of thought.

One is the Decaying Oak, which favors the Council of the Sages, and the other is Blightvine, which favors the Nobles of Caral. The mark of the former is a black upside-down oak emblem, while the latter is a vine-like dark flower that is not very obvious.

And this man wearing a black robe has some natural vine-like dark flowers on the corners of his clothes, which is obviously a high-ranking Druid of withered vines. As for the holy name, it is probably something like withered vine or green vine.

From the features, it can be seen that his dark flowers continue from the hem to the chest without any breakage in the middle. This means that he has been a blighter for more than 20 years; he has an eagle's head emblem on his neckline, which shows that he often accepts some overseas missions.

The most important thing is that the faint fragrance emanating from his body can prove that he is undoubtedly the black vine robe that the decision-makers of the Withered Vine have the right to wear.

No one dared to disturb the whims of a blighter. No one dared to easily disturb a high-ranking, higher-status decision-making withered person.

Druids of the silver rank, even those withered who cannot access the core rights, are already big figures equivalent to counts in Caral.

But at this moment, a little girl with pink curly hair stopped in front of the man in black robe.

Roland didn't say a word. He just raised his head silently and fixedly looked at the little girl with fluffy pink curly hair. Well played the identity of a cold and silent blighter.

Looking at the little girl's tearful blue eyes, Roland sighed secretly.

It stands to reason that he can't control her life or death.

After all, a blighted person is too kind, and it will definitely make people suspicious. Roland even wondered if the little girl was hired to test him.

Just got into Richero now. Roland really didn't want to cause trouble. At least to find Joseph.

However, the little girl made Roland dismiss his previous thoughts with just one sentence.

"Respected Blighter, Helga. Saya salutes Father Gaia—"

The little girl with fluffy curly hair looked at Roland with hamster-like shrinking eyes, and said in a polar but clear and orderly voice: "My father invites you to talk to the mansion. I hope you will take care of the three sages. Appreciate your face."

heard. Roland was silent for a long time.

He had no idea about this precocious little girl. But Roland, the Marquis of Saya, knew it.

He was the "General Marnos" that Roland used to scare Macan before. A wise man more like a scholar than a warrior.

What does he ask himself to do?

Roland decided that it was not too late to tell the difference - anyway, Roland is now in the hands of mania, and he can run if he wants to.

"...Let's lead the way."

Roland was silent for a long time, and then replied in a hoarse voice.

Speaking of which, just now, I don't know why. The mania began to spread at an unusually rapid rate. The number of infected who started out with just a few thousand people suddenly tripled in a matter of hours and has continued to grow until now.

Such a speed is undoubtedly abnormal.

You must know that there are no living creatures near the big crack, and the underground species under the big crack can't climb up so quickly. They found that it would take time to release the seal of the big crack - otherwise, Roland would not have to let Elucado to release the seal in advance.

However, this level of increase in the number of infected people is definitely not something that can be achieved in an instant. To achieve this level of pollution speed, unless all the infected people enter the big crack.

But how is that possible?

That is hundreds of meters in height. Even if it is a strong silver rank, if there is no protective measures, there is absolutely no second word to jump except death.

... There is too little information, there is no point in guessing here, let's wait for Elucado to come back. After she came back. The news brought back must be able to answer this question for Roland.

Roland pursed his lips and decided to give up thinking about it for the time being.

It is indeed Roland's ill-consideration to easily cast the plague created by the blood of dusk.

Speaking of which, Roland had such an idea at first mainly because he was forced by the Tree of Suffering.

The poison made by Blood of Twilight can even cause damage to elemental life. It is based on this characteristic that Roland thought of using Blood of Twilight to create plague. No matter how high the resistance to the abnormal state of the tree of suffering is, it is as fragile as a layer of paper in front of the blood of twilight.

The plague of Twilight Blood is also unique in the world of Farns. Therefore, even Roland himself did not know what the infection symptoms of this plague were.

He just knew that this plague was definitely related to Edward - or the enemy of Kabbalah. If Roland guessed correctly, this plague can develop symptoms of the level of mental breakdown or melting in the later stage.

Roland even planned to erase the contagion and mutation potential of the plague when the revival of the plague was about to end, and stored it in a plague bottle to use as a very precious poison.

After all, the teacher will fully take back the authority of plague and disease. Roland is also not sure whether the tutor will keep a special copy for himself. You know, the blood of dusk is too dangerous - it is definitely not something that can be easily controlled.

If it weren't for Roland, who was the voter of the long-sleeping mentor, had blood sugar in his pocket, and was just about to change jobs and sue the crow. Roland had already died at Edward's hands.

Thinking of this, Roland couldn't help sighing.

Fortunately, I have already solved Edward. Otherwise, now that the tree of life has fallen, the enemy of Kabbalah, who has lost the meaning of existence, is like a mad dog who sees who bites who. If Roland is Edward in this song. He will definitely cause huge trouble for Roland.

The so-called horizontal fear of death... The current Kabbalah's enemies are not at the level of death, but at the level of directly rushing to death. Not happy if you don't die.

Roland was only worried about one thing—

The plague characteristic of mania is Blood of Twilight... What if the blood of these infected people is genuine "Blood of Twilight"?

That would be no different from Roland mass-producing the Twilight Dependents by himself~www.wuxiaspot.com~ And for Roland, this was the most serious blasphemy he could do. job.

You must know that the role of the mentor in the saint is similar to the combined version of antivirus software, computer housekeeper and firewall. It is Roland's responsibility to remove redundant components that are not conducive to the development of the world, remove the infected, and prevent the invasion of dusk.

But then again. It doesn't matter if the plague gets out of control... Anyway, Roland still has the last trump card.

That's the deadly symptom.

If Roland really created a large number of dependents himself, Roland only needs to add a lot of lethal symptoms to mania to kill them, and by the way, harvest a lot of experience.

Just as Roland was thinking silently, he had already seen the Saya mansion in front of him. (To be continued.)