quicksilver blood

Chapter 219 Turmoil
The former city of fortune has been completely razed to the ground.

Not to mention the ruins, there are no traces of civilization at all here.It turns out that the buildings here had long since melted into the golden lake little by little, completely disappearing.

It wasn't just the city that was submerged—with the golden lake as the center, not a single blade of grass grew within a radius of ten miles.

The originally fertile land of Karal was dry and cracked due to the high temperature. The pale golden liquid was like blood oozing from the cracked skin, and a golden shimmer faintly shone in the cracks in the land.

The earth here is dead.It was kept burning as a torch.

Now that winter is approaching, unmelted snow can be seen everywhere in the countryside, but the black soil is steaming and smoky.

Walking on the ground with bare feet, you can even feel the ground is slightly hot; even wearing cotton boots, you can feel the warmth coming from your feet.

In this cold winter that can freeze one-tenth of the people to death, this place is undoubtedly a paradise-like existence.As long as you live near here, you don't have to worry about freezing to death.

——But for some reason, there is no sound of small animals around, and the silence is scary.

The setting sun is like blood.

Under the fine silk-like sunset light, the golden lake was stained with a tinge of bright red, rolling uncomfortably.

It was as if something invisible was stirring inside, and gurgling bubbles emerged from the edge of the rolling water.

This uneasiness lasted for half an hour.Finally, a figure in a dark linen robe appeared from afar, walking towards here with slow but firm steps.

Finally, when he set foot on this black land, the golden lake completely boiled.

Like something exploded inside.A waterspout tens of meters high jumped out of the golden lake, shaking the dry ground, and the golden liquid in the cracks suddenly shone with dazzling light.

But the visitor was unmoved.Just quietly continue to walk towards the golden lake.

Finally, as if being offended—the ground split open suddenly, and vines as crystal clear as rubies waved and whipped over.

The man backed away slowly, as if trying to avoid it.

But at this moment, his movements froze and he lowered his head.

Two human arms were seen stretching out from the ground, gripping his ankles tightly.

One bronze-colored arm was thick and powerful, while the other was fairer, with a slender wrist and long fingers.

What they all have in common is that none of them have the kind of blue veins commonly found in human arms.As if a golden liquid was rushing through their blood vessels, their veins turned golden.

The man was grabbed by the ankle without noticing for a moment, and the blood-red vines that covered the sky immediately drew towards him.

"Why bother."

But he just sighed lightly, without any panic.

From under the hood came a hoarse voice with a triple echo: "Whoever is ungodly—"

He just prayed softly, and the gorgeous scorching sun immediately descended from the sky, bombarded the ground heavily, and completely enveloped him.

The two hands under his feet were instantly burned to ashes.All the vines that touched the light curtain immediately burned and turned into nothingness in an instant.

And at this time, under the radiance, he opened his mouth again and said: "——you must suffer."

Suddenly, the radiance of the scorching sun exploded, turning into a golden flame storm and sweeping away.

As the flame storm advanced, large areas of blood-red vines were burned to ashes.

But as soon as the storm rose, six or seven runes suddenly flashed through the countless transparent vines.The vines suddenly grew thicker, their dancing became more wild, and they were no longer afraid of flames.

But at this time, more than ten thousand vines were burned to ashes by the flame storm and scattered in the air.

Seeing a large piece of blood-colored vines that are not afraid of the sun coming out of the ground again, the man just chuckled disdainfully, and a hoarse voice with triple echo came from under the hood.

"It's...how ridiculous."

He lightly stroked the black ring on his left middle finger, with an increasingly obvious mocking smile on his face.

On the middle finger of his left hand, a pattern of a bleeding eye was roughly cut with a knife and cut into two halves.

"The Ring of Heresy" - This ring is not something that just any cardinal can wear.That is a ring that can only be worn by a heretic who is equal to the Pope's holiness.

If a random person is arrested, or a bishop is randomly allowed to wear this ring, it will undoubtedly belittle the Holy Authority of the Pope.

In fact, the position of the No.13 cardinal of many gods is vacant.The greater the god, the more so.

But no one can question the position of the No.13 cardinal of Thiel's class——

"I suddenly remembered...you are a tree, right?"

A triple hoarse voice came from under his hood.

Then, the linen robe on his body began to bulge abnormally.A large piece of black and viscous liquid quickly spread out under his feet.At a cursory glance, he might have thought that the golden liquid under his feet had gone out.

"Then... I don't have to worry about you escaping—"

His voice became sharper, as if he was laughing, or as if it was just the wind howling.

Just by hearing it, you can feel the pain of cold metal churning in your mind.

stab.

His robe finally stretched to the limit, and then split.

Tall "something" stood up from the black liquid as viscous as oil.

Even the dancing bloody tentacles froze in the air for a moment.

What a weird and twisted existence the contents inside are——

Just seeing its appearance is enough to drive people insane.

It was a huge, swollen meat ball that kept proliferating.

dark.blood red.Densely covered with veins.

Three pairs of bloodshot scarlet eyeballs of different sizes, without eyelids, emerged on its surface, and the dim yellow light flickered on and off in its eyeballs.

Twisted muscles exposed to the air, trembling, woven into thick tentacles.Countless tentacles twisted and combined for the second time to form plausible shapes of machetes, giant hammers and pliers.

The shape of those tools is completely different from the tools in human common sense.Its possible function can only be roughly judged by its appearance.

The straight tentacles densely covered with jagged teeth used for "cutting" are machetes; nails densely covered with flesh, about eight balls the size of human heads, are probably hammers; One piece and one close are probably pliers.

There are many, many other tools like this.

It seems that it has the momentum of building a building on the ground by one person - the huge meat ball is dragged by the tentacles at a height of nearly 20 meters, quietly overlooking the golden lake.

It was like a motionless plant, standing on its tentacles in a black, oily goo.

God's Son of the God of Truth and Terror doubles as a former elector - there is no other identity that fits the title of "heretic" more than him.

Since the gods are holy, and the god of truth and terror belongs to the righteous gods, there is no doubt—this monster is also holy.

"—"

It roared in a language that humans couldn't understand, and it slid quickly on the sticky black slime with its tentacles, rushing towards the golden lake.

Although it has a huge body of nearly 20 meters.But compared with the golden lake that can't be seen at a glance, it looks like a child who is about to drown himself in the river.

But at this moment, no one would suspect that the child jumped down with the determination to crush the river.

What it was going to do was not to fish the tree of suffering out of the lake, but to destroy the whole lake together - and after realizing this, the huge oak rose up in the boiling golden lake water.

About 30 meters high.It is also a towering giant tree.

Golden and blood-colored lines intertwined and spiraled upward on the tree. The beard and hair embedded in the root of the tree had turned completely golden, and the skin was also shining golden.

The flaming light that Roland originally used to seal the Tree of Suffering has completely become a part of the Tree of Suffering.

Facing the damaged Tree of Suffering, it could have played its role as a seal.

But you must know that the origin of the Tree of Suffering was fusion—after the Tree of Suffering absorbed a knight order as nourishment to restore itself, the Light of Flowing Fire was in turn absorbed by the Tree of Suffering and became a part of it.

The current Tree of Suffering is undoubtedly a real monster.

Only monsters can destroy monsters——

The monster's distorted tentacles slashed down frantically, seemingly out of order, but chopped and tore off the vines in large pieces.

Just as soon as it came into contact, the Tree of Suffering showed signs of collapse.

But at this moment, the old pope's old but flat voice sounded from the sky: "Sell, how long will you have?"

The movement of the monster's attack suddenly stopped.Its six eyes rolled nervously for a while, and a human voice composed of huge screams appeared indistinctly in the air, and it was only by trying to distinguish it that it could hear the content: "At most, it will not be more than... an hour."

"Too long."

The old pope's voice thundered through the air, but it was barely audible above the constant noise made by Sayre.

"Yes...sorry."

The monster called Saier didn't tell the difference, but responded respectfully.

At this time, the Tree of Suffering suddenly launched a wave of attack, but was easily stopped by the tentacles that seemed to be swinging around at will.And its casual counterattack caused the trunk of the Tree of Suffering to creak and burst.

"Your Majesty Tire has given me new revelations, and now I am going to ignite the flames of war."

"Holy war? Is it... a holy war?"

A strange creaking sound came from the side of the monster.In that wet and viscous voice, the excitement and joy could not be concealed at all.

"That's right... the Millennium Jihad is about to start again. The wizards of the White Tower have violated an absolute taboo, and the gods have decided to give up their tolerance. This will be the second joint crusade by the gods since the millennium... this time We must wipe out all the wizards in one go, and we must never allow any remnants to remain."

"Sell, give up on the crusade against the Tree of Suffering now, and return immediately. If I can't make a move, only you can kill Anvilia... I need you."

"As ordered."

The twisted monster agreed without any doubts.

His twisted and tangled ugly body shrank rapidly, and the black viscous liquid on the ground, covered by the light of the flowing fire that would be diluted without any suspense, also shrank inward as if going back in time.

In just a few seconds, a muscular man with curly black hair stood in the middle of the blazing light.His eye sockets were deeply sunken, and there was nothing inside, like an abyss.

"Do you still want to fight?"

The Tree of Suffering thought for a while, then took all the vines back, and the main body also got into the lake again.

"Hmph. But sooner or later."

Purcell sneered, and his hoarse and echoing voice instantly smoothed the surrounding golden water waves.

He didn't have any souvenirs, so he turned around and left.

"Sooner or later, the sun will rise. And you, sooner or later, will die."

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