quicksilver blood

Chapter 239 The Prelude to the Collapse

"Roland" spread his arms out, staring at Elucado with eyes as indifferent as ice, his eyes indifferent.

In the sound of his sentence, in the midst of his killing intent—the sacred fire that was originally flowing quietly on the ground like mercury seemed to be poured with gasoline, and it burst into flames—

In the silent world, the roar of flames licking the air resounded in a low voice.The flame that had only reached Elcardo's waist jumped hysterically and swelled up, instantly submerging Roland's figure in the sea of ​​flames.

In a world of black and white, these white flames alone are enough to completely obscure the figure of "Roland".

At the same time as the flames rose suddenly, the cold and fiery air expanded in an instant, stopping the actions of the Elucados for a brief moment. The figure of "Roland" was also slightly pushed back by the air wave, and fell towards the cross behind him.

【Okay...stop it】

He could have stood up straight away.But at that moment, as if he had heard instructions from a higher-level existence, "Roland" gave up control of his body in this way, and fell back slowly stiffly.

At the moment when Elucado's sight was blocked by the holy flame, he had already hit the cross behind him.

As if ignited by the light surrounding Roland's body, the black cross that originally gave people a cold and heavy feeling started to shine brightly from the place where it touched Roland.In an instant, the entire cross was lit with blazing white flames.

The heat distorts the surrounding air.The flame on the cross burning with pure white flame suddenly swallowed "Roland" in it.

In an instant, the surroundings returned to calm.In other words, the world has naturally returned to eternal silence.

Then—the world collapsed.

That's the only way to describe it.

The black and white world was distorted first, and then began to collapse toward the huge cross standing on the ground.

The collapse lasted less than a second, and due to the different shrinkage rates in the surrounding space, cracks appeared between each other, exposing the normal ground outside.

There was a hissing sound in the air.At first it was like the neighing of a snake, but it expanded rapidly in less than a second until it resounded through the sky.

Not just by Roland's side.

Even the other areas covered by black crystals also sounded such a terrible sound, as if the whole world was leaking air.

"what happened?"

A young priest of the Lord of Darkness looked at the sky that was completely dyed black, showing a dazed expression.

However, his question has not yet come and said.Blazing white light flashed through it.

The next moment, a huge shattering sound came from the silent world.

The entire Netherland—including a quarter of the White Tower, all the space wrapped in the black cold wind shattered.

The dark world seems to be pierced by the light called dawn.

The cross burning with the raging holy fire divides the entire dark world into two.

A quarter of the White Tower has been completely engulfed in a sea of ​​pure white flames.Neither residents, facilities, nor buildings had any chance of surviving that level of blazing flames.

On that area, the originally broken enchantment grew up, and it seemed that it would be healed again within a minute.

The colorful runes, as gorgeous as the aurora, have begun to climb in the air.

—The wizards have been completely enraged by the villain's behavior.

That's a quarter of the White Tower.

Whoever it was, there were at least a few friends, family, or whatever.

And in front of him... Just looking at the sea of ​​flames that almost reflected the morning sky whiter than noon, one knew that ordinary people would never survive in it.

They may not have gotten up, they have been reduced to ashes in their sleep.

"Is it a provocation from the temple... No, it's a declaration of war."

The head of the Department of Battle Wizards—a middle-aged man with healthy dark skin and an awe-inspiring temperament, who looked more like a warrior than a wizard, looked at the southwest corner of the White Tower and frowned deeply.

The golden glow danced in his eyes like candle flames, overflowed from the corners of his eyes, turned into light powder and dissipated in the air.

no doubt.Just by looking at the color of the flame, one can know the identity of the culprit.The holy power fluttering in the air showed no sign of hiding it.

This must be the work of the clergy.

The holy flame that is enough to sweep a quarter of the White Tower can only be achieved by at least a cardinal-level existence.

"Heh... to actually let such a person in, I must make those wastes from the waste bureau eat shit..."

His thick voice sounded, giving people the feeling of the earth.

But at this time his voice was as cold as the frosty earth that had been frozen for a hundred years.

His figure disappeared into the air without any warning, only a cold sentence remained in the air and gradually dissipated.

"I know the scum who bullies children...Let me play with you."

On the other side, Roland's figure became blurred in an instant under the scorching heat of the cross.

The jet-black runes on "Roland" quickly disintegrated under the impact of the pure white flames.

"—Leave the rest to me."

Roland's gentle voice came from the cross.

His originally indifferent eyes seemed to be ignited by flames, and his fiery anger gradually ignited.

The surrounding black and white space has disintegrated on its own, turning into a flame that purifies the world.

It is a holy fire of purification that only burns the wicked to death, but does no harm to the good.

Of course, if Roland wanted to, he would be able to transform the purified white holy fire into a silvery white holy fire that would lead people to eternal sleep with just one thought.

Holy fire filled the air.The black hurricane that originally surrounded Roland also scattered away.

But the Elucados didn't care about so many details.

In their eyes, only one thing is worth noting——

That is, after Roland stepped on the ground again, the [-]-yard purification field was greatly weakened, leaving only the initial five-yard distance.

That is, the shocking air alone is enough to cause damage to Roland.

So without the slightest hesitation, they launched a desperate charge towards Roland who was standing in the flames with his back leaning on the flaming cross.

There are about three hundred in number.

"This is probably...all the rest of Elkado."

Roland's calm voice came from the fire, and it unexpectedly spread a long way in the midst of Elcardo's crushing of the ground and the burning business of the flames.

after that.

A long sword about seven meters long and three-fingered slender suddenly thrust out from the fire, piercing through the leading one, Elcardo.

Pierced by the pure white long sword that seemed to be burning with holy fire, Elcardo was instantly reduced to ashes.

No, if you look carefully, there is indeed a sacred fire burning.In other words, the sword was made of flames.

Then, the surrounding flames seemed to come alive, forming a shape like thorns and barbed nets, and rushed forward to bind Elcador and others——

"Next, it's my battle. Elucard."

Because more than half of the flames were used to restrain Elcardo, the height of the surrounding sea of ​​flames was reduced to less than half a meter.

Roland stepped out of the fire with a gentle voice.

His eyes were filled with complete holy white, and a serious expression filled his face.

"I want to save you, Elcardo... as a human being."

Roland swore an oath, walked forward step by step, and raised high the blade formed by the holy flame.

Then he sang a new chant:

"Your time is numbered—"

(End of this chapter)