Blood of Mercury

Chapter 15 The Blind Believer

[Kelmora (level 51 mourner) prays for your arrival, whether to grant it or not]

"confirm."

Roland said softly, and then closed his eyes.

The feeling of being drawn out made Roland feel slightly dizzy, but because Roland didn't try to use his extraordinary perception to understand the process of coming, his spirit was not burdened by it. Only a few seconds after the consciousness shifted, Roland regained consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him had silently changed. His perspective was pulled very high, about four or five meters in height, and the existence that was originally taller than Roland became extremely small at this moment.

As Roland opened his eyes, the sandy yellow tattered cloth on his face fell, and two silver-white flames gradually ignited in his empty eye sockets.

At the same time, behind Jeffreyra, Higgs' eyes focused on Roland.

Just being watched by him, the phantom that Roland was relying on vibrated violently like a bad signal, became dim at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the air became thick and cold at an abnormal speed, undisguised and incomparable. A clear malice was entangled around Roland.

For mortals, this substantial malice alone is enough to shatter their fragile souls. Even the earth around Roland collapsed and rotted, and dim yellow poisonous fire seeped out from the cracked earth.

Exactly, quick fight.

Roland is now coming here in the form of projection, consuming the divine grace of Kelmora. Even if he has barely entered the temple of truth now, his divine grace is not enough to squander it at will.

Roland's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes were aimed at Jeffreyra, locking him and the projection of Higgs behind him at the same time.

With Roland's soul as the hub and Kaermora's divine grace as the fuel, the clean field quickly opened with Roland as the center, and violently collided with the chaotic space that was constantly spreading around Higgs.

The space let out an overwhelmed creaking cry, and the space of the two realms made a crunching sound.

"I am justice—"

As the hoarse and aging voice sounded, the divine grace around Roland stirred, and the orderly and clean field quickly spread, dyeing the chaotic and dirty space back to its original color.

What gave Roland a headache was that the body he descended upon was just a phantom. There is neither holy fire nor mercury used for casting spells in it, and even if you use divine spells, you must use Kelmora's divine grace. But unexpectedly, Roland's origin named "Flow" can still be used.

Moreover, the more in line with the concept of "flow", the easier it is to be manipulated by Roland.

Roland's origin can even make the air run at low altitudes at a high speed of several thousand meters per second if it is fully used. The storm definitely has the power to shred the ground in an instant, and the violent hurricane alone is enough to smash the fortress wall into pieces. It can be said that for the current Roland, the number of people has completely lost its meaning. Roland could easily destroy several cities if he was close to a volcano or the ocean.

——However, in such a narrow place, whether it is the air or the ground, if Roland allows them to flow, the people of Kelmora and Titan will undoubtedly be injured first. These people will be Roland's people in the future, and Roland has his own weight.

However, what can be affected by [Flow] is not limited to matter.

As soon as Roland thought about it, the holy light around Kelmora was drawn away by Roland, and it flowed in the air like water.

Kelmora's holy light was much lighter than Roland's, about the same brightness as the early morning light after it penetrated the window. But no matter what the concentration is, holy light is holy light, and the holy light that comes from Roland cannot harm Roland's followers.

Under the control of Roland's origin, the slightly shimmering rays of light flowed in the air and continued to accelerate. It took less than two seconds for the whole process to accelerate from a face-pleasing breeze to a gigantic storm strong enough to send people flying.

A devastating storm of light blasted directly into the field around Jeffreyra. Everything that was polluted quickly disintegrated, and the shrill hum of the hurricane sounded like a chant.

Kelmora and Gahalad didn't feel the slightest breeze, but Jeffreyra couldn't even stand. There were constantly crystal thorns protruding from the ground to form a towering barrier in front of him, so that he could not be blown into the air. But even so, the crystal thorns on his body quickly lost their luster, weathered and cracked, the color of the magma-like skin became dull, and cracks appeared in large areas on his body, which looked like land cracked due to drought.

By his side, the polluted ground was lifted up by large expanses, the soil soaked with black oil was completely purified by the hurricane, and the huge thorns buried in the ground lost their hiding soil and were exposed.

In less than three or four seconds, the dirty black soil was completely purified, leaving only a huge pothole beside Jeffreyra.

At this time, the hurricane condensed into an invisible giant hand, grabbed the crystal nest, and forcibly pulled it out from the ground.

After Roland grabbed Crystal Nest's body, Jeffreyra's body suddenly became stiff, and she didn't dare to move. It's like being pinched to the point.

Roland remembered very clearly that when Jeffreyra was still Jeffrey, he should have been burned to ashes by Roland's holy fire. Even if he was reborn in the form of Ash Spirit, it was nothing more than the birth of a monster that inherited all of Jeffrey's memories.

The real Jeffrey had already died in Caral.

After his Ember Spirit was consumed by the Crystal Nest, the Crystal Nest re-incubated him. Although Jeffrey is only a Twilight Contact, Crystal Nest is a real Twilight Familiar, a guardian who was personally transformed by the Pope Windtalker of Higgs. It is precisely because of this relationship that Jeffrey has the possibility of becoming a Twilight dependent.

Higgs' vision could not be so low, and this level of existence is not worth him to convert it into a dependent. Even Bernard the Skinless was only a Twilight follower until he was resurrected by Higgs.

The current Jeffreyra is nothing more than the child born after the Crystal Nest ate the Ash Spirit Jeffrey.

Imitation of imitations, imitations of imitations—this is Jeffreyra.

The meaning of the suffix La is "true, real, genuine", that is to say, Jeffrey La means "real Jeffrey".

Make no mistake, it's just Jeffreyra's self-deception.

Roland knew very well that as long as he pinched the crystal nest's body to death, Jeffreyra would naturally die.

At this time, Roland already felt that his body became transparent, and his soul had a vague urge to leave the body, and his manipulation of the origin began to gradually become stiff.

It must be that Kelmora's divine grace is about to run out.

It has been almost half a minute since Roland's will came here. For a gold-level priest, he has already reached his limit.

But Roland didn't want to crush the crystal nest to death.

Without hesitation, he took his soul from the phantom that was almost transparent and could see the scene behind him, and threw it directly into the crystal nest, and the projection of Higgs was even close enough to touch it with a hand. Degree. His original projection instantly turned into a pool of quicksand and dissipated in the air.

Without the protection of the mentor's holy light this time, it was no surprise that Roland's soul was rapidly corrupted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the moment before falling into the abyss, Roland unexpectedly saw his past self.

That was before the city of wealth was burned~www.wuxiaspot.com~ That was when Higgs and Neilla paid attention to Roland at the same time.

That's right... Sometimes, Roland himself would think, if he chose Higgs at that time, what would he become in the end?

In order to come into contact with Higgs, his whole body and skin were burned by poisonous fire; in order not to die because of his rational breakdown by looking directly at Higgs, he dug out his eyes; in order to keep his original intention at all times, he was praying At the time, he nailed his hands to his chest with holy nails, and wrapped them tightly with the holy corpse cloth when he died.

"I'm Orlando!"

Accompanied by the sound of old and dry announcements, dim yellow sand and dust gathered in the air, and it was like turning back time, and the huge clergyman dolls appeared in the air again.

What is the priest doll behind Roland?

At this point, the answer is self-evident—

——That is the Roland in the dusk in another future! (To be continued.)