quicksilver blood

Chapter 365
The pure white holy flame crackled and flickered with fine lightning, which flickered fiercely in Kakarit's eyes.

Driven by the hurricane, his figure had left the ground.Two holy white bands of light faintly protruded from behind Kakarit, like tentacles and butterfly wings, fluttering in the violent pure white hurricane.

The surrounding white mist has been blown away.A tall figure in a tattered black robe stood silently in the mist.

Kakarit's gaze was fully focused on him.The overwhelming sense of crisis made Kakarit unconsciously excited.

There is no doubt that this man is the enemy.

From Kakarite's soul vision, he can even see the surging negative energy on him.The source of those white mist is him.

Like a just-opened icehouse, white cold air slowly drifted out from the hem of his black robe, enveloping the air.

"I saw the Savior in black, coming from Mount Paran."

Without hesitation, Kakarit poured his almost exhausted divine grace into the ceremony again.

While maintaining the funeral chant, under Joseph's shocked and angry gaze, Kakarit sang a prayer that could be called transgressive——

"His glory covers the heavens, and the earth is filled with his praise."

"He stands and shakes sinners. Evil kneels before him, and the sinful shall die of fever."

Kakarit didn't have the slightest distraction in his mind.

That's right - his feelings for Roland have never been fear or respect.He once swore to worship Roland as a god.

Even if he is rejected by the Lord of Darkness because of this, it doesn't matter - he can feel that the holiness in Roland is more than ten times greater than that of the Lord of Darkness.

At the beginning, Master Roland once said to Kakarit with great certainty: "You are not wrong."

Kakarit was taught this way by his parents from an early age:
Kakarit is just a tool——

Kakarit is just a weapon——

The very function of weapons is violence.No matter what the weapon is used for, there is nothing wrong with the weapon itself.

But different from before.The previous Kakarit didn't even have the function of killing people perfectly.A useless tool is a crime, but now Kakarit has found a reason to survive.

Lord Roland needs himself.Without him, Lord Roland would have encountered a lot of trouble.Only you can solve these troubles, no one else can.

Unlike under the Knicks, under Roland, Kakarit quickly found the meaning of survival.

Kakarit's thinking never changed from the very beginning.

Kakarit only wants to kill for others, this is his only wish.He once thought that the teaching of the Lord of Darkness that he could only collect ill-gotten gains could help him realize his wishes in a reasonable way, but then he realized that he was on the wrong path.

Killing for money is nothing but the work of killers, mercenaries, and bandits.And under Nix's teachings, killing is not a necessary link.Looting wealth is more important than killing itself.

This is simply a humiliation for Kakarit.

His essence is [weapon].Although the luxurious saber of nobles may be much more expensive than the plain iron sword of warriors, as a weapon, Kakarit prefers to be the latter.

And Roland brought him hope.

What Roland represented was the ultimate death.Plagues, earthquakes, floods, snowstorms, fires... All death methods are under Roland's permission, not just killing people with daggers.

Kakarit certainly hopes that he can have more diverse abilities.After all, he is a [weapon] and not just a [sword] or something.As long as he can take the life of others while being enslaved by others, Kakarit will feel a strong sense of pleasure from the depths of his soul.

Stronger than any drug.That is the deepest instinct of every life, as long as it is a life with intelligence, it is absolutely irresistible.

Staring condescendingly at the silent and motionless man in black robe, the holy fire in Kakarit's eyes was covered by a more fanatical and nihilistic light.

Weapons gradually protruded from his skin.

There are knight's lances, swords, cleavers, armor-piercing awls, flails, and axes, as well as sickles, scalpels, long needles, scissors, nails, and long saws.Various weapons were densely packed with a tip vaguely exposed from his skin. From a distance, it looked like Kakarit had been pierced by countless swords, axes and axes.

Kakarit's prayer became more piercing.

"Obey him, but for he has power to forgive you, and deliver you from the sword and the horn of the buffalo—"

As the prayer praising Roland ended, the ground suddenly began to tremble violently.

It was as if the surrounding earth had been fully activated.The ground around the black-robed man collapsed in a targeted manner. After the ground stuck his fallen body to death, the ground regained its tight structure and closed up again.

It's a pity that the black-robed man's body seemed so hard that the ground even made a sour sound like teeth.

Under Joseph's silent gaze, the last divine grace on Kakarit's body was also transformed into a holy fire.

Then, the weapon that emerged from his body was wrapped with pure white holy fire, and struck the black-robed man who was stuck on the ground with the force of a comet.As the weapon wrapped around the holy flame fell, there was a violent explosion, and the ground trembled slightly.

The continuous explosion lasted for a full ten seconds.By the time Kakarit staggered to the ground, the black-robed man had already been blasted to pieces, and the strong negative energy in the air began to gradually dissipate.

But at this moment, Kakarit showed a surprised look.

Because he noticed that under the tattered black robe, there was actually a metal puppet shining with silver-white metal light!

……not human?

Kakarit raised his eyebrows slightly.Dragging his tired body forward, he wanted to investigate the doll.

But he didn't notice that behind him, Joseph was staring at him with cold, snake-like eyes——

After about a few seconds, Joseph took a deep breath and slowly swallowed the killing intent choked in his throat.

Meanwhile, the bloody battle in Fararo has intensified.

A gigantic lion with bat wings, snake scales and a scorpion tail, the majestic and alluring Brain Eater has joined the battle.

On the battlefield, the sound like a chainsaw rubbing against an iron piece appeared everywhere, making a sizzling sound.

The upper half of it is a robot made of a human skeleton, and the rest of its life is made of metal fragments.The way it travels is not the rolling of the wheels, but the sliding like drifting.

The barbed part of the blade wheel was inserted into the corpse of the mountain man, and scratched on the ground, making a screeching sound while dragging large bloodstains on the ground.

When these three types of arms appeared on the battlefield, the defense line of the Templars had completely collapsed.

(End of this chapter)