quicksilver blood

Chapter 574 You should be afraid
The gray-white hurricane made a shrill scream and crashed towards Roland.

The strong wind blew up, everything fell down, and all living beings from thousands of miles screamed.

Like a tsunami composed of billions of dead souls, a hurricane reminiscent of death roars down.

That is a powerful force that can destroy towns and overturn the country in an instant——

In an ordinary country, this hurricane is enough to uproot cities.In just a quarter of an hour, the violent hurricane can completely destroy everything on the earth.

As the hurricane got closer, Roland clearly felt that a great and chaotic will was coming.

He originally thought that the hovering hurricane was already violent enough... But compared to this time, the hurricane at that time was as cute as a sleeping girl.

The terrible hurricane that was whistling and circling within a range of 300 meters before roared and spread in all directions after being provoked by Roland.

The crystal wall that could have imprisoned it in the past has no resistance in front of it now, and it shattered.

Flesh, flesh and buildings were instantly torn apart by a storm like sword blades.The high-strength crystal wall that can withstand a full blow from a swordsman at the highest spire level is even more fragile than parchment.

Precisely because Roland was only half a step away from stepping into the Supreme Spire, he could be sure that it was definitely not a power that the strong men of the Supreme Spire could possess.

In fact, it is not to destroy everything with a huge destructive force, but to cover the old world with a new world——

That is already a level of ability on the side of God.

Changes in events, manipulation of time flow, creation of new laws, and other powers that can create world levels are called the ability of the [scepter].

If the origin is "it can be achieved through such correlation", then the scepter is "because of such power, it can be achieved as a matter of course".

To explain it in terms of the game, it is the gap between hanging and GM permissions.

Roland, who is only at the level of the Temple of Truth, cannot compete with that gray-white hurricane at all with his own origin.

Even the space around the distortion and the distance between the distortion and the hurricane are of no avail.The roaring gray-white hurricane can shatter any effects caused by the origin, as well as the material itself.Even if the crystal wall has the Silver Queen's unique [Unchangeable] power, it's the same.

Even an undead with an immortal body, once crushed into powder by this hurricane, it is impossible to be resurrected again.

For a while, the wailing of the undead was endless, and it spread into Roland's heart across space.

The white thorns on his forehead shone brilliantly, and the pain of being annihilated was continuously transmitted to Roland's mind through the silver seal.Once, a hundred times, a thousand times - the pain of countless undead died was completely shared in Roland's mind.

Suffering unimaginable pain, Roland fell silent.

It feels like the bones have been ground into powder.

The illusion of blood being boiled.

The illusion of internal organs being ravaged and repeatedly bombarded with heavy objects.

The mercury all over his body boiled due to the pain, and a layer of bright film gradually appeared on his skin.

However, he did not tremble in the slightest, nor did he take a step back.

"...Sister, is this what you want me to learn?"

Roland murmured, raised his head and stared at the storm, his eyes gradually shone with a silvery white light.

He slowly stretched out his right hand and pointed at the hurricane: "Then, I think I understand."

“I will raise the cup of salvation here and shout the name of miracles——”

Suddenly he opened his mouth and prayed softly.

For a moment, it seemed as if the whole world had stopped.

At the moment of the pause, the dim yellow sand and dust seemed to gather in an instant, roaring and forming a huge human figure thousands of meters high and reaching the sky.

That somewhat abstract figure looked a bit like an ascetic with his mouth sewn shut.His hands were bound with ropes in front of his chest in prayer, and his long, dusty hair was dancing around.

The so-called standing upright with the sky and the earth is like this——

Even the hurricane lost its power in front of the giant.

He held up the crystal scepter in his hand, and the giant behind him suddenly emitted a great light.

Like the light of the primordial fire, it illuminates the heaven and earth in just an instant.

The wall of Orm in the sky was instantly activated, and the gorgeous colorful runes connected with each other to form strange patterns.The aurora-like light mist slowly sank, trying to soak into the gray-white hurricane.

However, at this time, the storm suddenly became furious, making a chilling roar, the surrounding scene was completely distorted and deformed, and the ground was completely cracked instantly, densely packed cracks appeared on the ground and then turned into powder.

"You must witness my great miracle. I will fulfill my great wish among all the people!"

Roland's voice gradually changed from low to high, and came from behind to overwhelm the roar of the hurricane.

【Light】flowing from his body.

That is the original light.That is infinite light.

It wasn't the air flowing, but the supreme purity that flowed from Roland's soul.

It is the source of human creation, the source of life, the oldest thing in existence.

That is the authority of the tree of life.

Kabbalah sets limits for mortals and restricts human creativity, not because of fear of human ambition, but because of their own collapse.

Fundamentally, the human soul craves progress.

If they know that they have a way forward and upward, they can pay for it no matter how many lives they have.Afterwards, they will begin to be dissatisfied with their own limits-whether it is physical life or intangible talents.

They then undergo uncontrollable distortions.Their bodies, souls, and even their own personalities will be shattered and destroyed.

And the authority of Kabbalah can close the limits of everything, turn the infinite into the limited, and then redefine the definition of the infinite.

It is a process of magnifying the small.If the collapse is not counted, Kabbalah can amplify their limited talents almost infinitely repeatedly, and realize an artificial dusk that is infinitely similar to dusk.

In other words, it is to use the body and soul of the Supreme Being as salary, and the beliefs of mortals as fire, in exchange for infinite power in an infinitely small space and time.

——Those who are admired should sacrifice themselves.

This is the principle of this world that Kabbalah has repeatedly imprinted on the world with its own authority.

Roland took a deep breath, and the silver-white flames in his eyes were instantly extinguished.

No, that's not going out, it's sinking in.

From the body, sinking into the soul——

"I hold the power of Kabbalah in my hand, you should be afraid and retreat immediately!"

Roland read it again and again, stepping forward without hesitation.

White streams of fire gradually rose around him, gradually burning from the dim yellow giant behind him.

He sang a hymn of devotion and faced the hurricane alone like thousands of troops, but he was not afraid.

"The unrighteous fear me! The people of the dusk fear me!"

Accompanied by the sound of glass breaking, the giant behind Roland was finally completely covered by pure white flames.

Then, it flowed and collapsed, facing the hurricane like the sea.

That is the primordial power to the limit of the Highest Spire.

That is the Kabbalah's authority which is nearly [-]% progress.

Roland's shout resounded through the sky and echoed in the sky of Farnes.

"—Because I am justice!"

(End of this chapter)