quicksilver blood

Chapter 451

"That's right, it's indeed Tyre's breath... He's back."

The leading executor was slightly stooped, so his rather tall figure did not show his height.He wears round-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses, and looks elegant and extraordinary, as if he is a successful person.
He said softly: "A very typical divine art in the Sun Domain is blasted from top to bottom... A 'hula'—"

"If you can tell them specifically, it's probably Skyfire or Yangflame. The caster has a divine skill level of Gold Rank or above. His holy fire is biased towards the domain of death, but it is indeed the pure holy fire of the sun domain."

The second person continued.His eyeballs were protruding, his eyes were white, and lightning flashed on his pupils: "Basically, the possibility of Jupiter IV himself can be ruled out."

"Enough, enough... Without the Pope, at least that fellow Tire will not be able to descend. It's not a problem to let the child cry to find his father... Let the child solve the child's affairs, you say Right, Kurt."

"You are quite right."

The blind executor nodded with a serious face, and replied without hesitation.

The leader replied without hesitation: "Kurt, check the surrounding items again... Check to see if there are any delicious pieces of meat... Then we will go back immediately - we must take advantage of the fact that the new Pope is not in power, and we will Frankfurt get it under control. Otherwise there will be big trouble."

Hearing this, Kurt began to pray in a low voice.

After about half a minute, two golden halos spread out from under his feet one after another, gliding past the ground and all the objects.All of a sudden, all the valuables in the temple shone with dazzling light, lighting up the entire temple.Even the hidden compartments and safes that contained items shone with light.

That is the effect when [Looking for Lost Items] and [Finding Fortune] work.

The next moment, as the large sound-suppressing barrier opened, the executors began to check all the surrounding objects very violently and efficiently.

They smashed Far Eastern porcelain, peeled off the skin of shining furniture layer by layer, lifted the ground, and dug a big hole in the wall.Even the scorched and deformed corpse of the bishop was not spared, and all the objects that shone with aura were removed from his body with the blade.Even the heart and liver were chopped up to see if there was anything hidden inside, and the skull and spine were removed for careful examination.

Their movements are so proficient that it makes people feel terrible.It was as swift as a seasoned hunter peeling off the skin and meat from his prey.

In their eyes, even bishops who also believed in La could not be called human beings.

Conversely, it can also be said that they never considered themselves human beings from the beginning.

"This is……"

Finally, after the right hand was chopped up, the small golden scale that was embedded in the palm muscle in the agony of being burned to death was dug out.

"Response of the message left on the holy emblem—Captain, this person left a message before he died!"

The man who found the body suddenly shouted to the man in the lead.

For a moment, everyone turned their attention.

The captain took over the holy emblem with the message spell with a cautious face, and then opened it after applying the magic spells of protection from spiritual damage and prohibition of trap triggering.

Although only one magical reaction was detected on it, it is not afraid of ten thousand but just in case.Two hours is enough time for other people to come over and do something.

After he input a little divine grace and activated the magic inside, an old and weak voice sounded immediately:

"Listen... anyone who hears this will know that you are a devout follower of Ra... then please spread the word to the bantha gods—"

Saying that, the voice grew older and weaker.In the background, a high-pitched prayer came faintly: "...All peoples! Clap your hands and sing praises to God!"

Afterwards, applause like a long thunder or a tsunami resounded for a long time, spreading throughout the city. ,

At this time, the old voice took a breath, and continued intermittently: "Tayer is back... We are traitors... Don't ask for forgiveness... Act first... Kill, him..."

Then, the message technique came to an abrupt end.

The executors were silent for a while, and then the leader said something as if he had suddenly realized: "Ah...he is dead."

"It's dead... It's good to be dead. It's good to be dead. Otherwise, I'll kill him again... Then I won't be able to pull him up and kill him again... Kurt, are you right?"

"You are quite right."

Kurt replied without hesitation.

The leader nodded in satisfaction: "That's good... Well, I'm still normal."

Immediately, without waiting for the others to react, he reached out and crushed the badge.

"As long as I have my testimony, it's enough. When I saw it, I felt itchy, my whole body was so itchy... I wanted to scratch my back with a steel fork, but I was afraid of turning my liver out... Oh, really so annoying……"

The leader whose face was always serious but whose eyes jumped nervously was babbling about something nonsense.

Suddenly, he slapped himself forcefully, jumped to his feet and roared: "We are not traitors! We will kill them with confidence and put their feet on the ground—you are right, Kurt!"

"You are quite right."

After getting the imaginary answer, the lunatic then began to mutter in a low voice what only he could understand.

His colleagues have learned to ignore the words "you can't understand the professor's talent" and "that druid passing by is really beautiful".

Suddenly, as if someone had pressed a switch, his voice stopped abruptly.His movements also stiffened immediately.

After a pause, he said hoarsely: "No... You go back first. Take the news back. I'm going somewhere."

"You must at least say the name of the place," Kurt seemed to be used to it, with a calm face, "otherwise we won't be able to pick you up."

"I'm going to Frankfurt!"

The captain raised his hand happily and shouted: "My intuition tells me that they must be going to Frankfurt! Catch them! Get their livers out and let them die!"

"Okay, okay...let them die."

Kurt didn't care at all.Just perfunctory the captain's words with a serious face.

And the other side.

"So, this must be the God of Contract's own conspiracy. He must be planning something to try to conceal the existence of the plague."

Roland said seriously: "At least, His Majesty Connie and Sivir will never allow such a cruel thing to happen."

Jeno said to Roland with some unease: "However, it is true that you burned down a temple of God Ra..."

"That's right. So we may be killed at any time, are you afraid?"

Roland showed a hearty smile.

"No... I'm not afraid..." Jeno's teeth touched, and he straightened up with energy, and then collapsed all of a sudden, "But... Lord Roland... where are we going now?"

"There's only one place."

Roland pondered for a while, then said, "Let's go to Frankfurt. The holy city of Frankfurt."

　Ask for a monthly ticket at the beginning of the month~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)