Blood of Mercury

Akakajika and Roland rushed all the way to the port, only to realize the seriousness of the situation.

Elucado hurt Richero much more than Roland imagined.

The ground covered with fine gravel was hit hard by an unknown method, and large swathes collapsed and shattered. All buildings within a cone of several hundred meters were smashed to pieces.

Yes, it can only be described as "smashing"-

The roof of the building was all broken, bent sideways or collapsed downward. Most of the remains of the buildings were pinned down slightly. Fragments of the building were thrown far away, and some people were crushed inside, screaming in pain, crying for help, and some people had been rescued. In the collapsed area, the rescued and the rescuers blocked the road so densely that Roland and Akakajika couldn't squeeze in at all. I can't even find someone to ask about it.

The guard who led the way hurriedly said, "I'm going to inform the Marquis, you stay here and don't move" and disappeared directly into the crowd. Roland and Akakajika could only observe the surroundings boredly.

Intuitively, it looks like it has been washed by a flood or a mudslide. But it seems a little strange that there is no trace of water on the ground, but there is also no large cloud of dust that exploded when the building collapsed.

The first impression I gave Akakaji was that the flood had destroyed this cone-shaped area and disappeared without a trace.

But is such a thing possible?

He and Roland exchanged glances, and his expression became serious.

Chikajika walked quickly to a mountain man whose eyes were full of horror but was not injured, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know what happened just now?"

"Just, just now... over there, over there! A group of people surrounded a woman... and then there was the red sea! The red sea fell!"

He shivered, pointed his trembling fingers at the end of the cone-shaped destruction area - the direction of the irregularly shaped collapse point, and shouted excitedly: "I'm definitely not lying! That's the sea of ​​blood! That's the end of the day. God has come to punish us! God has come to punish the unbelievers!"

"God put away the sea of ​​blood in front of me... He must remember me! He must remember me! God will punish us! God will punish you!"

Just as the middle-aged mountain man was talking so ramble, Akakaka took a step forward, approached him, grabbed the man's neckline, lifted him slightly, and leaned against his ear. Side shouted in a low voice: "For the sake of the elders. Let me remind you for the time being - if you don't want to die, don't say that to others... Don't forget, this is Caral! The wild land! , the country forsaken by the gods, the Karal with all kinds of sins!"

Speaking of which, Akakajika took a small breath. He looked a little calmer. He paused and said softly, "Think of your family, your wife and children... Be careful with your words and deeds. Don't forget the elders' teachings."

"I-I know..."

This middle-aged man with the typical characteristics of a mountaineer was caught by Akakajika and finally regained his senses. Realizing what he had said before, his face turned pale. Tremblingly, he nodded at Chikajika: "Yes...Yes, my lord, what you said is..."

Seeing that he had calmed down from the fear of death, Akakajihua slowly put him down, and then reached out and slowly tidied up the collar for him.

The pale mountain man spoke with difficulty, thanking him in a trembling voice: "Sir...Thank you..."

"It's good to be obedient. People who don't obey can't be saved even if they want to."

Akakajika nodded, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, but unfortunately she didn't smile.

He felt inexplicably annoyed and hot, and while walking towards Roland, he forcefully tore all the buttons of the shirt on his chest. The sturdy chest that was sunburned into wheat was directly exposed.

He strode to Roland's side and opened his arms towards the southeast. The sea breeze fills her chest, and Akakaji Hua's mood is a little better.

"Roland... Red sea, what impression do you have?"

Facing Akakajika's murmured question, Roland shook his head.

To be honest, Roland really didn't know that Elucado had this ability. But there is no doubt that the scene in front of him should have been caused by the accidental injury that Elucado made while chasing Edward.

After thinking for a while, Roland said: "It looks a bit like the damage caused by floods or mudslides... But you can't see water on the ground. But if it's an explosion, it's not right that you can't see dust on the ground."

"In other words, witchcraft..."

Akakaji nodded. He murmured, "Wizards...only wizards can do such bizarre tricks."

Hearing this, Roland pouted the corners of his mouth, but did not speak.

In a sense, Akakaji Hana guessed right.

Enchantment wizards can really unleash sorcery with similar effects. This is a seven-ringed witchcraft. The name is the torrent technique, and it is a fictional huge water current that does not exist to impact a certain fortification. Its descending ring version is called cutting, and is generally used to cut gems and some delicate instruments.

As long as the sorcery is canceled, these summoned currents will disappear out of thin air. Unlike surging rage, it truly opens the water elemental plane and summons huge waves from it. It is a great witchcraft that can create a river out of thin air.

But unfortunately, Akakaji Flower was in the wrong direction from the beginning. So the further he went, the more wrong he was.

Roland decided not to disturb Akakaji Hana's thinking. He must now reduce his presence.

He is still under house arrest-because of Akakajika's cautious thinking, he did not give up his guard against Roland because of Roland's words. As long as Roland is by Akakajika's side, he has no chance of escaping.

To put it badly, so many arrangements outside the Marquis Mansion are not as effective as Chikajika alone.

It's just because Akakajihua originally wanted to go out and search for the undead in the city, so she didn't have time to stay in the Marquis of Saya's mansion and watch Roland.

As for Marquis Saya's safety, Akakajika is not worried. You must know that the Marquis is somewhat of a golden rank. Akakajika doesn't believe that a gold-ranked priest can't beat a disarmed silver-ranked junior priest.

Roland naturally knew that Chikajika brought her out now, not to guard herself more closely, but to find evidence to prove Roland's innocence.

At the same time, Roland could see that Akakajihua was actually quite heavy at the moment.

He seemed to have made a very important decision and shouldered a very important responsibility, and there was something very familiar to Roland in his eyes.

It was the consciousness of bruising one's own reputation and life at stake. Just like Roland's eyes when he first decided to sterilize the sick village at high temperature.

"Roland..."

Akakaji Flower's voice was hoarse: "I'm asking you a question... a very important question~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I hope to get your opinion."

"go ahead."

Roland's expression also became grim.

"If... I mean if," Akakajika's eyes flashed with a certain meaningless light, and her voice was inexplicably hoarse, "If all the people here are infected with the plague... What should I do?"

"...I think you must first make sure that they have the plague," Roland coughed lightly, then changed the conversation. "And that is the responsibility of the Marquis, and it has nothing to do with you, isn't it?"

Hearing Roland's ambiguous answer, Akakajika shook her head very slowly, revealing a frozen expression like a stone statue.

He looked at the wounded who were dragged out of the ruins, clenched his fists unconsciously, and said softly, word by word: "It's okay if it's all right... In case, I mean if something goes wrong, that's me. Responsibility."

"...because, the person who distributed those bandages and potions to them without checking...is me." (To be continued.)