quicksilver blood

Chapter 95 The Golden and Pure World
Chapter 93 The Golden and Pure World
Roland stood with his back against the wind, and the billowing heat wave swept in.

The black robe fluttered in the blindingly hot wind, and Roland's long black hair hidden in the black robe was also sucked up by the wind pressure, rushing towards Roland together with the cuffs and corners of the robe, as if It was a black monster desperately trying to escape from Roland's side.

He squinted his eyes, and the long-awaited bright red font finally appeared in front of his eyes——

[A gorgeous and dirty show!A feast of blood for sinners! 】

[Speaking bird, your exaggerated acting skills and twisted mind have attracted the attention of a great being! 】

The bright red font is bold and unrestrained, which is different from the usual system page font.Moreover, the size of the bloody characters alone is four times the size of ordinary fonts, and the color has become much brighter. If you look closely, it seems that there are blood drips.

After waiting for a while, a large area of ​​smaller bright red system prompts swiped down.

[You got the feature Arson Banquet (personal feature)]

[You got the characteristic fanatic (personal characteristic)]

[You got the characteristic moving natural disaster (personal characteristic)]

[You killed 2310 formal-level professionals, 841 black iron-level professionals, 90 bronze-level professionals, 3 silver-level professionals, and extracted the original power...you finally got 9130]

[You have been favored by Higgs who has snakes in his eyes——Your Ashman level is unconditionally increased by one level, and the consumption of all your Ash-like magic spells is reduced by half]

[Your level has been improved: currently it is Black Iron level (level 11)]

After displaying here, the system prompt seems to have stopped.

But Roland was not overwhelmed by the massive amount of experience.

Now the whole city has been burned into an empty shell, almost empty of people inside.Roland didn't believe that the Tree of Suffering could find someone to absorb the vitality.

What's more, the Tree of Suffering is now soaked in the sea of ​​fire, like a poor sapling watered by scorching iron juice.

After that, the Tree of Suffering was abandoned by Higgs. It can be said that it has no hope of life, and death is only a matter of time.

——However, it must die by Roland's hands.

Without the slightest pause, he pulled out the attribute panel without hesitation, and chose to upgrade the level.

[Warrior level 10, promotion requires 246 experience points]

"confirm."

[Warrior level 11, promotion requires 258 experience points]

"confirm."

……

[Warrior level 18, promotion requires 342 experience points]

"confirm."

[Warrior level 19, promotion requires 354 experience points]

"confirm."

[You have learned the attacking stance: continuous attack]

[You have learned a defensive posture: defensive counterattack]

[Black Iron Professional Level Saturation]

3270 points of experience disappeared from Roland's experience pool in an instant, and a third of the life of a city disappeared in an instant.

However, Roland was not in the mood to lament how humble a human life is - he had raised too many levels in a short period of time, and when his attributes suddenly increased, Roland's whole body was itchy like an ant bite, and all his muscles were being bitten by an extreme force. Trembling at a high frequency.

That feeling was close to torture, and Roland almost groaned. Fortunately, the pain lasted for a few seconds before being washed away by a warm current.

But Roland didn't have any hesitation, before he had time to adapt to the attributes of his body, he opened the attribute panel again without even looking at the newly acquired characteristics.

Because of the spiritual alienation caused by the Tree of Suffering before, and the level of an asher sent by Higgs, after Roland pushed the warrior's level to the limit of the black iron level, his perception attribute had reached a terrifying 9.4——

This is already at the level of some silver priests with poor talent.

Now as long as Roland is raising two levels of Embers, his perception can break through to ten points.

Roland was not at all hypocritical.

Without hesitation, more than 500 experience points were spent, raising the level of the Embers to level 13.

Suddenly, everything in front of Roland seemed to be different.

It's not that you can see more clearly or the colors are more vivid, but that it's fundamentally different.It's like having an extra sense.

That kind of sense doesn't allow him to understand the laws of Orm, but it at least allows his eyes to penetrate the barrier of Orm's wall and see farther away——

In Roland's momentary hallucination, a huge eyeball with tens of millions of little snakes swimming in its pupils and a faceless girl in a black dress sitting on the coffin board quietly watched his choice behind him.

But when Roland suddenly turned his head, he only saw a sea of ​​flames.

From time to time, silver-edged waves gushed out of the golden sea of ​​fire, greedily licking the building.

The city of wealth, the capital of pleasure and sin has undoubtedly turned into a purgatory on earth at this moment.

Everything is just as the epic of the winter elves says——

Roland stood on the mountainside, looking at Purgatory in the deep snow, and the smoke rose like a giant burning a kiln.

A sea of ​​flames where golden heat converges.

Flying goose feather heavy snow.

A burning town.

This town, which was full of wailing and moaning before, full of selfishness, greed, and jealousy, was empty at the moment, just burning quietly in the sea of ​​flames.

Except for the cracking sound of the hot wind fighting in the air with the cold winter wind, there is only the crackling sound of burning wood.

In this way, this sinful city was purified in the simplest and most thorough way.

There is no hustle and bustle, no war, and no political turmoil in various countries.

Everything is just like the city of wealth at the moment.

In the fire, but calm as frost.

"grown ups."

Behind Roland, those who were brought out from Ridge Street by Kacarit mustered their courage and walked behind Roland.

After such a long time, and having received such a strong blow, these people who were strongly spiritually infected by the face saint have now gradually regained their sanity.

After thinking about it with a clear mind, they can also understand that this feat of burning the city is absolutely inseparable from the man in black behind him.

Combining miracles, priests, the Truth Society, and the failure of the Karal Barrier—connecting these details they knew together, various versions of the "truth" are ready to come out.

But unexpectedly, these people couldn't hate the behind-the-scenes man in front of them who destroyed their family, career, relatives and friends.

Maybe it was the repeated blows that made them numb.

These people may have been nightingales, killers with bloody fingers, street thugs, murderers, and orderly guards before, but now they have only one identity——

That's the survivor.

Survivors of Fortune City.

Everyone exchanged glances, and a middle-aged man walked out of the crowd and came to Roland's side.

He whispered, "Lord Orlando, we are shocked by this catastrophe. Or rather . . . terrified."

"Before, I couldn't imagine how terrible the battle between people could be, so I was unscrupulous, thinking that people can only die at most."

"but now……"

The middle-aged man's words suddenly stopped.

Roland didn't look back, so he didn't know the speaker's age, appearance, let alone his expression at the moment.

So Roland didn't know why he paused, but he didn't ask any questions.

"I... feel very tired all of a sudden. Lord Orlando, you know, I used to be a killer, but now I've decided not to do it again."

"My wife and I plan to use our last savings to grow a piece of land in Farajoba, plant grapes, open a winery, and never kill anyone again."

"Our child has been bombed to death before. Lord Orlando, I am very old, and I don't know if I can have another child... But it doesn't matter, I just want to live the rest of this life in peace. For the rest of my life. Because I suddenly felt that killing people is really terrible."

"Killing people...is really horrible."

The middle-aged man whispered in Roland's ear with a low and extremely fast speaking speed.The voice was vague and soft, but Roland heard it clearly for some reason, and couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.

In the end, the middle-aged man took a deep look at Roland, turned around and left without saying a word: "We plan to go to Fararo with Lord Blood Knight, and re-establish our family and business there... Also, Crewe Lord Wayne said, I hope you can adjust your mood."

Following these words, two lines of system prompts that were so shallow that they almost turned silver white appeared before Roland's eyes.

[Votor Trial Completed]

[Please fall asleep as soon as possible, ready to accept template conversion]

Roland stared blankly at the golden and clean world in front of him, and two lines of tears unconsciously rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

"Joseph."

Roland spoke, his voice was calmer than he expected.

"Big Orlando... No, Master, I'm here."

Old Joseph bowed his head respectfully at the side.

"Tell me, how beautiful it is."

Roland's voice was almost dreamy.

Although the electorate trial was successful, only Roland knew that this was a failed redemption.

A city was destroyed, but no one was saved; as a loser, Roland was forgiven by the Sleeping Mentor.

Accustomed to trampling on the souls of the innocent, burying their families with their lives...

When exactly did I become an unforgivable devil?

Finally unable to bear the surging emotion in his heart, Roland burst into sobs, covering his cheeks with his hands, sobbing uncontrollably.

He finally realized that he might never be redeemed.

"A devil who loves to cry... No matter how he sounds, he is so humble. With such a guy as the protagonist, no matter what kind of novel or game it is, he probably won't be able to survive."

The demon who wanted to save the world cried and laughed like this.

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