Blood of Mercury

"Higgs with a snake in his eyes! I beg you to see it, I beg your forgiveness, I beg your shelter—"

Without hesitation, Jeffreyra immediately shouted and tried to interrupt the man's prayer.

Dim-yellow dirty flames ignited in his eyes, shaking violently.

His eyeballs screamed, twitched and shrank and twisted violently, turning into a thin curtain of light like a door connecting somewhere. Several small snakes with pure white bodies and yellow pupils like jewels crawled out of his eye sockets, crawling wetly on his face, scorched black and twisted traces wherever they went.

In Jeffreyra's vision, the false world in front of him burned and rolled up like a scorched oil painting, revealing a deeper world.

This is a world without color, without scenery. All existences without souls turn into nothingness, and only living beings turn into monsters that are distorted but point directly at the essence of their souls, and are painted into monsters of different colors according to the color of their souls.

——That is the deepest desire in their hearts, and it can be said that it is what they look like after being polluted by the dusk.

In Jeffreyra's vision, he has not changed in the slightest.

This twilight family member hatched from "Jeffrey" after burning his will completely has a similar appearance to a demon. His teeth turned into shark-like teeth, and the tip of his chin protruded a sharp, sharp crystal thorn, like the sharp edge of a jagged rock. The skin of his whole body has turned into a dark red color like lava, almost all joints are pierced with yellowish dagger-like spikes, and spar fragments of different sizes appear irregularly on the skin.

His spine pierced the skin of his back, and the cones of hedrons gathered so high that he had to hunker down. On his forehead, there are translucent spar corners like inverted horns, and there are vague runes in them that flash on and off.

At this time, Jeffreyra looked like a moving killing machine, with deadly weapons all over his body.

On the opposite side of him, the man with long beautiful platinum hair had also turned into a strange monster——

He has completely lost his human form. A giant wolf standing up from a snow-white man stood where he was.

The wolf's body was extremely clean, without a trace of blood, but from the sharpness of his tightly closed mouth, one could see the teeth that were dyed scarlet.

His chest was cut open, but no blood oozes out. His chest was stuffed with countless human heads, but he couldn't see a single internal organ, except for a huge dark wolf heart that was pumping powerfully under the head.

After the ceremony was fully unfolded and stabilized, behind Jeffreyra, phantoms of eyeballs about the size of adults gradually emerged.

It was Higgs' phantom--

The moment Higgs appeared, even the earth bowed to him. Surrounding Jeffreyra, thorn-like transparent crystal thorns protruded from the ground, paying homage to the phantom behind Jeffreyra.

At that moment, the air was filled with an indescribable madness, and the black sticky malice visible to the naked eye was flowing in the air. As if the spikes of the crystal nest stabbed something to death, with the ends of those crystal spikes as the center, a layer of black oil was gradually leached on the ground, exuding the smell of blood.

——Just as Higgs stared at Jeffreyra silently, the space centered on Jeffreyra distorted violently. The laws of space are changed, the air becomes the earth, and the earth seeps black blood. The huge pressure that was enough to crush mortals in an instant spread slowly around him with him as the center.

"Ha! Wolfheart!"

Jeffrey La split his mouth, his eyes full of madness and frenzy: "I know you, Kylmora! Kylmora of the wolf heart! Kylmora the betrayer! Well done! It's beautiful! I'm going to peel you to the bone and give it to the earth—"

But Kelmora ignored Jeffreyra's provocation.

It's not so much that he didn't take it to heart, it's more that he didn't realize what the other party said at all.

In the middle of the prayer, Kelmora stopped presiding over the ceremony, but turned into a part of the ceremony, a part, a sacred symbol called "priest".

All he had to do was to pray to Roland wholeheartedly and sing the prayers dedicated to Roland repeatedly.

At this time he was just a priest. Not a sword, nor a shield, nor a preacher, but a purer concept called [Ritual Host].

A greater will rushed into Kelmora's consciousness from top to bottom, and spoke with Kelmora as the mouthpiece of the Holy One:

"Before him there was the plague, and under his feet there was a fever."

"He stood, made the earth tremble, the perpetual mountains cracked, the long-standing ridges fell, and he did the same as in the old days."

"When the day of calamity came, and I heard him calling out to me, I trembled, my lips trembled, and my bones rotted—I trembled where I stood, shouting the holy name of your majesty threefold!"

As Kelmora's prayer became louder and louder, the silver holy fire in his eyes began to burn more violently. The silver-gray holy light on his body was replaced by some pure silver holy light that did not belong to him, quickly filled his soul, and then overflowed.

Under his feet, the overflowing holy light flowed, and spontaneously circled Kelmora and Gahalad together.

Higgs' malice came just at this moment, but the dark indescribable things couldn't get past the flowing holy light on the ground anyway. No matter how he slapped, it was as if he had hit an invisible wall~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and couldn't move forward one bit.

Although the radiance of the Holy One is thin, it is enough to cut off the pollution of the dusk.

At this time, Kelmora's prayer has come to an end:

"—Because the world will eventually collapse, and Saint Laurent will live forever!"

With Kelmora's chanting, the miracle of changing the world came.

The next moment, behind Kelmora, something yellowish like sand and dust gathered together, roaring and forming an illusory human figure several meters high.

The somewhat abstract figure looked a bit like an ascetic whose mouth was sewn shut. His hands were tied to his chest with ropes in a prayer-like shape, and his long sandy hair fluttered wildly around, like an invisible hurricane blowing.

And after it appeared, the invisible hurricane did appear.

Kelmora and Gahalad felt no breeze, but Jeffreyra was almost blown off the ground. The crystal thorns around him were broken, and the crystal thorns on his body also cracked. The ground was almost lifted, and the crystal nest buried in the ground was directly pulled out.

At this time, Jeffreyra fell into complete confusion, and could not raise the spirit of resistance for a while.

But in fact, he was not confused by this supreme might.

Because Jeffreyra clearly saw that the huge figure like a puppet-the giant figure that appeared behind Roland and brought the gods to an end with divine thunder, did not have the slightest alienation in his vision. . It was still the gigantic clergyman puppet sewn from rags.

This is simply not possible.

Geoffreyra is very, only those who have already twilight will have no twilight silhouette, just like Jeffreyra himself.

That is to say, Roland has been contaminated by dusk?

But how is that possible?