quicksilver blood

Chapter 136 Crazy Orlando
"... Mr. Roland?"

Under An Ruosi's uneasy gaze, Roland lowered his head, said nothing, and fell into a long silence.

Ever since that soul turned its gaze to Roland, Roland froze in place.

An Ruosi suspected that Roland might have fallen into some kind of hallucination, so he raised his vigilance against that seemingly good soul.

"what……"

Just when he was thinking about using witchcraft to dispel the curse effect on Roland's body, he heard Roland's dry sigh.

The voice was dry and indistinct as if he had been in a coma for several days.

"I really didn't expect that."

Roland still lowered his head, and an extremely calm voice came.

"Yes, I still have an irreparable weakness... From this point of view, the one who wins is you," Roland's aura gradually became sharper, his speech speed increased little by little, and his voice became louder. It became clear, "It's ruthless enough. I accept it."

"But, have you ever thought about..."

Roland raised his head gradually, and the joints in his neck creaked as if they hadn't been moved for several days.

An Ruosi suddenly had some bad premonition.

He couldn't help but took a few steps back.

When Roland raised his head completely, An Ruosi couldn't help but gasped.

What a ferocious and distorted face it was - the white cheeks were dyed crimson with anger, and the distorted face was ferocious like a hungry mad dog.His eyes were bloodshot, making the originally clear silver-gray pupils extremely cloudy, like a monster.

He had never seen Roland show such an expression.

Only once, when an aristocratic wizard captured the younger sister of the commoner wizard who was bullied by everyone, his only relative, as a private pet and tortured to death, he saw a similar expression on the face of that commoner wizard who was covered in bruises.

That was the expression only a mad dog would have if he didn't care about the consequences.

In other words, that is the hatred for the entire world that only a person who has nothing at all has.

An Ruosi couldn't help but flashed the person who should have been forgotten long ago.

That wizard was more cowardly than gentle.Normally, even if someone pulls him out as a practice target for witchcraft, he will show an honest smile and agree to it stupidly.

Only that time, the civilian wizard showed such a distorted expression.

An Ruosi was terrified at that time.He thought back and forth, and couldn't sleep all night, and finally woke up his mentor in the middle of the night and told him about it.

An Ruosi could not remember the details of that incident.

The only thing he still remembered was the corpse of that noble wizard.

His head had been doused in thick acid, and it was beyond recognition.

His nails were directly torn off, each finger was broken into three pieces, and the "waste" of his two legs was scattered on the ground, at least more than thirty parts.

And his flesh, internal organs, eyes and bones were all bitten into pieces and swallowed by the civilian wizard.The civilian wizard did not use any witchcraft. His teeth were broken from chewing the bones, and blood flowed from his open mouth.

This commoner wizard couldn't even be held accountable - before An Ruosi and his mentor arrived, he used curse witchcraft to bind the soul of the dead noble wizard to himself, and then paid a very low price Sold to the devil and committed suicide.

Since then, An Ruosi has deeply understood the extent of human madness.

He had always thought that Roland was an extremely peaceful, wise, and cunning person.

An Ruosi never thought that Roland would have such an expression.

He couldn't help backing back again and again, not daring to approach Roland at all.

Roland's roar seemed to come from hell: "——lie to me with my sister's face, have you ever thought about the consequences!"

In Roland's roar, An Ruosi felt an extremely strong chill.

In the next second, a gray-white wind roared and spit out from behind Roland——

Unlike the ice skates that were slowly spit out from the ground before, the ground seemed to feel Roland's fury at the moment, and it burst open like a geyser with thick white mist.

The gray cold wind from the polar region enveloped Roland, making it impossible to see Roland at all.

Afterwards, Roland turned into a bunch of silver-gray sharp blades wrapped around the ice storm, and unabashedly attacked the transparent soul floating in the sky gracefully like a saint.

That soul also seemed to feel the threat from Roland, and without any hesitation, it took off its disguise.

Large swaths of dark spots emerged from the blue crystal-like body, her eyes turned bright red, and her delicate face rotted instantly.

She opened her arms and roared mournfully, the air surged and formed countless invisible spears, attacking Roland!

Roland didn't hesitate, and bumped head-on into the air that looked a little distorted from a distance.

The ice storm around him immediately fluctuated violently. After Roland rushed out for a distance of about ten meters, the high-pressure spear formed by the air condensed instantly pierced Roland!
A terrible storm seemed to erupt inside Roland's body, and Roland's whole body erupted into a large cloud of blood mist.

However, Roland was not afraid——

"All glory to the mentor!"

Roland roared, and the sound passed through the air condensed into countless spears, until it reached An Ruosi's ears.

He didn't dodge in the slightest, he just used his left hand to protect his heart, and walked forward with difficulty against countless spears.

The ice storm around him was already dyed bright red.Even the wind pressure pushed several sharp pieces of ice from the ice storm into Roland's body.

But none of these injuries were of any use.

In Roland's loud prayer, all the damage that soul did to his body was repaired the moment it was caused.

In just three seconds, Roland advanced to the side of the soul with the endless storm spear.

She immediately fainted when she saw this.Immediately folded his arms, and was about to dive into the ground.

At this moment, the stick sword burning with the silver-gray holy flame directly penetrated her abdomen and nailed it to the ground.

At this time, Roland had already calmed down under the stimulation of the cold and pain.

But that spirit body died again in the face of the fear of death—her face began to distort, becoming as if carved out of the same mold as Roland, and her voice became gentle and hoarse: "Alan, I am..."

But before she finished speaking, Roland punched her chest hard, and her entire spirit body trembled violently.

"You didn't hear what I said, did you?"

The blood in Roland's eyes was also restored by his prayer.

"Okay, for the sake of this face, I'll give you a neat way to die."

He calmly stared at the spirit body in front of him who was nailed to the ground and was still struggling to say something. He firmly and slowly stroked the familiar but cold, corpse-like cheek with his right hand. The tyranny of love began to surge in my heart again.

【Mr. Roland, death cannot be brought back to life, please forgive me】

【What?Are you playing games with Roman?But... well, nothing, please continue]

【No!I didn't want to poison you!I just mixed dot pentafluido in your medicine!No!you calm down! 】

[Good morning, Roland, I am your new family doctor.predecessor?No... Just forget about him...]

[Question before the end of today's treatment: Do you remember what happened on September 9th?Can not remember?Ah, it’s okay, it’s not a big deal, it’s normal if you don’t remember]

A series of chaotic pictures flashed before Roland's eyes, and some things that he couldn't remember clearly appeared in Roland's mind again.

In the illusion created by the name-stealer, he saw many things that he had deliberately forgotten.

Under the sudden stimulation, Roland even lost consciousness for a while.

But it's different from Earth.Even if his willpower is lower than that of the same level, Roland's willpower is several times that of ordinary people.

He will no longer easily fall into insanity that he cannot extricate himself from.

What's more, the cold and intimate thoughts of the Eternal Sleeping Teacher have been sticking to the gap in Roland's soul, constantly nourishing Roland's soul that was torn in two.

Roland panted heavily, and the veins on his arms gradually calmed down.

If the commoner wizard had been deprived of everything, Roland would have suffered twice as much as him.

What he lost was two whole copies of the world.

After about 3 minutes, Roland's silver-gray pupils finally calmed down completely.

Rational thinking floated up again, and Roland's ferocious expression gradually subsided.

He looked at the head that was pressed tightly to the ground with his right hand, his face invisible, and showed an apologetic and gentle smile.

"Rest in peace, then."

As Roland prayed in a low voice, the silver-gray light spots condensed into feathers and fell gently, covering the struggling spirit body layer by layer.

Until the face under the palm of Roland's right hand completely lost resistance.

(End of this chapter)