quicksilver blood

Chapter 524 Sword and Scepter
Chapter 12 Sword and Scepter
Dozens of crystal thorns pierced Angus' whole body from head to toe, but unexpectedly he didn't feel any pain, but could only feel unbearable numbness and coldness.

Angus could only watch helplessly as his blood was drawn out.The dark red viscous liquid slowly oozes underground along the crystal thorns dyed dark red.If his right arm hadn't been crushed by those violent crystal thorns before, his death would have come long ago.

In all fairness, the speed at which the blood is pumped out is actually not very fast, but if it is multiplied by a base number of more than ten times, then the concept will be different immediately.Angus already felt that his death was approaching, and the remaining time could only be counted in seconds.

The unbearable cold and the emptiness caused by the massive blood loss made him shiver uncontrollably.But the nausea ten times stronger than the blood loss in the usual sense made him unable to simply faint, and he could only maintain a painful sobriety and listen to Jeffrey's crazy thoughts with difficulty.

"Twilight! You can't comprehend what a great existence that is! It is the silhouette of the Supreme Being, a collection of the rulers of the myriad universes. Just looking directly at the endless light is enough to make people lose their minds and even go crazy -"

"That's true... I think you've gone crazy."

Trembling, Angus mocked in a weak tone.

But Jeffrey showed a weird and stiff smile: "Maybe I'm crazy... But how can you be sure that what I see at this moment is not the reality of the world? Maybe you are the ones who are crazy, and I am the one who is crazy." It's the sober one!"

"Whatever you say, monster—"

The pale-faced Angus smiled ferociously, dismissing Jeffrey's crazy words: "At least everyone on my side is smiling! You poor wretch!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his face suddenly turned pale, and his face, which was enduring the pain, twitched violently.

Those crystal thorns had pierced into his bones, slowly sucking out his marrow with a vengeance.

"You monster! monster! madman! poor wretch! coward!"

Like moaning or roaring, Angus stared at his scarlet eyes and yelled at Jeffrey with a hoarse throat in order to keep himself from wailing, with a distorted and happy smile on his face: "You can't change Me! You can't change me!"

At this moment, Vega, who had been silent for a long time, stretched out his trembling hands to pick up the cross that Angus had dropped on the ground, and pointed its sharp handle at Jeffreyla little by little. Aim it at Angus.

The old man's eyes were full of melancholy and despair.

As if feeling something, Angus' shouting gradually died down.

He turned his head a little bit, nodded with a pale complexion that was not like a living person, and showed an ugly smile at Vega.

"Old friend, kill me! Let this monster..."

Angus only spoke half of what he said, and his pupils immediately narrowed to the limit!
I saw densely packed crystal thorns protruding from Weijia's feet - a terrifying number that was several times more than the number of crystal thorns on his body, enough to kill the old and fragile Weijia instantly.

Wei Jia is different from Angus, he does not have any occupation, what he possesses is only wisdom and knowledge, other than that, he is no different from ordinary people.

Weijia didn't see the abnormality under his feet at all.His mouth and nose were filled with white frost, and he stared blankly at Angus, holding the cross even more forcefully, without even knowing that his fingers were bleeding.

Angus wanted to speak to remind Vega, but he couldn't say anything.He opened his mouth wide, only to feel increasingly dizzy.

"Pray then!"

But at this moment, accompanied by Qingyue's chanting, a dazzling silver brilliance lit up from the doorway, passed close to the ground, and instantly cut off the crystal thorns that had just emerged under Weijia's feet and that had already pierced Angus. It didn't hurt them at all.

Afterwards, the radiance rolled up like a living thing, wrapped Vega and Angus away, and rolled them out.

"...Roland?!"

Jeffrilla couldn't care about these two people.At this moment, as if he had seen a ghost, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the door. After a long time, he seemed to confirm something, and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the scorching sun at noon, the outlines of two shadows, one large and one small, appeared in his eyes.

Before seeing their faces clearly, the sound of heavy metal collisions came rhythmically—it was the sound made when metal boots collided with the floor.

Qingyue's prayer came from the door: "You should bow down! You should chant his holy name!"

"You will worship Saint Laurent your Lord three times, and you should kneel down to him three times with your life, will and soul - because he is the Lord of the earth, justice and truth!"

As the two approached, their faces were finally revealed.

A man was wearing a heavy ancient bantha armor, the silver armor shone brightly, his face was covered by a fully enclosed helmet, and two clusters of silver-gray light faintly revealed from the T-shaped slits leaking from his eyes.

In his right hand he holds a simple long sword, the long sword is not very thick, but it is almost as tall as him.On the gauntlet of his left arm was a curved transparent shield with a silver-gray cross engraved on it.

The other person was wearing a red bishop's robe and holding a silver scepter.He has a delicate face and long platinum hair that reaches his shoulders, reflecting dazzling light.

It was he who was praying—

The man shouted: "If you believe in Twilight, you will be in great trouble! This world cannot tolerate you, and Saint Laurent will be furious."

"Heaven and earth, your crime is the greatest! Even if you sacrifice your youngest son, torture and kill tens of thousands of innocent people, and perform great blasphemy, the crime is still greater!"

At first, Jeffrey just watched with a sneer, but he felt something was wrong after a while.

As the man prayed, something shook in the air, and a greater will tore through the air and began to descend.

"Because he is the king of the earth! Sovereign sovereign among men, leader of thousands of legions, only immortal—he is Saint Laurent three times as great! From now to there, to him all the glory of this earth shall be, until forever--"

Accompanied by the man's prayer, holy light gradually emerged from the ground, and then penetrated downwards, and the cold breath in the air gradually dissipated.

Jeffrilla looked at all this in disbelief.

"This is...a prayer for Roland?"

How can it be? !
Isn't he mortal?Why can prayers dedicated to him also have the power to change the world?

As if hearing Jeffrey's voice, the man laughed loudly: "Because he is the incarnation of the mentor, a contract in the world—he is the son of Aum!"

The man opened his arms and cheered loudly, his voice rumbling like thunder: "—because he is the representative of the saint! Three times greater Saint Laurent!"

(End of this chapter)