quicksilver blood

Chapter 568 The Desperate Heir

It was only when Roland witnessed the so-called gray-white storm with his own eyes that he finally understood what the undead meant by "unable to pass through".

It was a storm that was still not enough to describe it with the sky and the ground.There's nothing wrong with calling it a havoc.

That is a scale that can only be described as a natural disaster.The intensity of the storm even makes people doubt whether this place is still alive.

The sharp whistling sound was like a thousand ghosts marching, and even the people around them couldn't hear what they were saying.

Roland and Chris felt their bodies being pulled violently even hundreds of meters away.

Even if Roland's power attribute is not strong, but he is close to the level of the highest spire, and he has already surpassed the level of mortals.But even in this way, he was still shaken when facing the terrible hurricane, and it was very difficult to just move forward.

Not only Roland himself, but also the transparent barrier under his feet was shaking violently.

That's right - the crystal wall, which was sublimated from the ancient crystal coffin manufacturing skills and could withstand a single attack from the Lord of the Sword Seat, was shaking violently under the storm at this moment, making a terrible buzzing sound, as if it might burst at any time.

Only now did Roland finally understand that it was not just their excuse that the undead couldn't get over, but they really couldn't get over either.

The humming and roaring hurricane, not to mention the fragile body of the undead, probably even the pure-blooded dragon would not be able to pass through intact.

If this is regarded as a trap or some kind of obstacle, then it is not an exaggeration to say that it targets the golden species.

No, the key question is...

"How did such a strong hurricane appear inside the barrier?"

Roland frowned, braving the strong wind and loudly asked Chris next to him, "Is there anything in here!"

Chris on the side was also full of confusion.

Not to mention Roland, even she didn't understand the principle of this.

Even if there are indeed several goblin research institutes inside, this level of destructive weapons is definitely not something that goblins will research, and even if they are really researched, they will undoubtedly be destroyed.

But Roland on the side was truly at a loss.

He remembered very clearly that when the original Elcardo came to Elcate, there was absolutely no gray-white storm.

Once a storm of this level appears, the entire Elcate cannot hide.Players who chose the plot line of the Seal of Cangyin at that time would definitely go crazy on the forum.

In other words, this is the change caused by Roland.After the demons were wiped out by Roland alone... or before that, the future of the world has already flown to an unpredictable place.

- This is better.

Roland looked at the storm and swallowed the words just now.

From his point of view, he is happy to see the emergence of such new things.Because it means that he really changed the world, not just ending future catastrophes ahead of schedule.

Although this will undoubtedly make Roland lose his ability to control the future...but so what?

No matter what changes take place, the future is unlikely to get any worse.The worst result is to return to the established path of destruction... But that is the same as the result of any failure of Roland's choice.

Victory or death - Roland has already prepared this level of awareness.

Even now that Roland has lost the protection and blessing of the Sleeping Mentor and the Eye of Orm, he can only rely on his own strength.

Besides, he is not alone.

"Chris, let's go back first."

Roland took one last deep glance at the gray-white storm, engraving its appearance in his mind.

Then he said, "Let's go back first—"

"Go to Oletta. I have something to ask him."

"Oleta, what are you doing?"

The petite green-haired girl looked at the Lich in confusion: "Why did you suddenly pack up?"

"No, I'm actually looking for something."

The bone frame wrapped in a loose black robe said indifferently: "The transaction record was about five months ago."

"... transaction records? Is there something wrong with the transaction records?"

Serena tilted her head, kicked her little boots, and knocked on Oletta's ribs: "Five months? Is there anything wrong with the deal with Victor?"

"No, before that..."

Auletta paused and whispered a spell.

Immediately, Serena's expression became dazed, she muttered something, and her whole body lost strength at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She finally came to her senses, reached out and hugged Oletta's head next to her, and then fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

Just before Serena was about to fall off Aoleta's shoulders, Aoleta gently reached out to catch the little fairy who was sleeping soundly, walked into the room, put her on the bed and covered her Quilt.

Seeing the petite green-haired girl curled up on the bed, with no worries and sorrows on her delicate face, the flames burning deep in the old Lich's eyes couldn't help but become much gentler.

The age gap between them is dozens of times, and the relationship between them is closer to family affection than love.

Oletta regards Serena as her daughter or granddaughter, and Serena regards Oletta as the only person she can rely on.The relationship between them is far more complex and heavy than that of ordinary people.

The relationship between the immortal species and the short-lived species will either never happen, or once it happens, it will be unforgettable.

Auletta knows very well that in three or forty years, Serena will grow old and die.At that time, Oletta will not change in the slightest, not even the bones in her body will be replaced.

However, even so, he was sure that he loved Serena.

"Serena..."

Oletta murmured, staring at her fixedly.

He just wanted to stretch out his rotten and yellow hand bones to touch Serena's cheek, but he stopped halfway and his whole body froze slightly.

"Oletta, where do you want to escape to?"

Roland's calm voice sounded behind him.

The old lich paused, and replied in the same calm voice: "Flee to a place of final destruction..."

"Oleta!"

Before he finished speaking, Countess Bloodthroat's nearly furious scolding covered his voice: "Are you going to betray Elkart!"

"No betrayal," Auletta sighed deeply. "I was never from Elcate."

"I know. You are from the White Tower, Merlin's disciple, and the former Keeper of Secrets."

Roland rushed ahead of Chris and said in a deep voice: "As smart as you, you must know what happened to the storm, right?"

"Your Majesty, I think that's not the only thing you want to ask."

Auletta turned around and looked at Roland with flaming eyes: "But it doesn't matter what the truth is... This world will eventually be destroyed by dusk. No one will be spared..."

Hearing this, Roland's pupils shrank.

There is nothing wrong with this sentence itself.The point is that Roland finally understands what the real problem with Oletta is!

"...Oleta," Roland interrupted, his eyes fixed on the lich who looked extremely old, "Is it on you to copy the Book of Ten Thousand Laws?"

　I feel like I'm useless. I wrote a chapter of 2000 words for more than three hours...so sleepy.

　　By the way, before the 24th, I'm afraid I will have to maintain the daily update for a period of time... I will be done with work on the 24th, and then I can maintain the double update
　　These few days, if I have time, I will double update. If I am not free, I will have to update daily. It is better than breaking...

　　And why are there so many _(:з」∠)_ in the book review area
　　
　
(End of this chapter)