Blood of Mercury

"Roland" stretched out his arms, his eyes as cold as ice stared at Elucado, his eyes indifferent. Capstone Fiction, x.

In the sound of his pronouncement, in his murderous intent—the holy fire that had flowed quietly on the ground like mercury seemed to have been poured with gasoline and burst into flames—

In the silent world, the roar of flames licking the air rang out in a low voice. The flames that had just reached Elucado's waist hysterically jumped and swelled, instantly drowning Roland's figure in the sea of ​​fire.

In the world of black and white, these white flames alone are enough to completely obscure the figure of "Roland".

At the same time as the flames rose, the cold and fiery air swelled in an instant, stopping the movements of the Elucados for a moment. The figure of "Roland" was also slightly pushed back by the air wave and fell to the cross behind him.

【Okay...stop it】

He could have stood up straight. But at that moment, as if he had heard an instruction from a higher-level existence, "Roland" just gave up control over his body, and fell backwards slowly.

At the moment when the eyes of the Elucados were blocked by the holy flame, He had already hit the cross behind him.

As if ignited by the light surrounding Roland, the black cross that originally gave off a cold and heavy feeling started from where it touched Roland, shining brightly. In an instant, a blazing white flame ignited on the entire cross.

The heat distorts the surrounding air. The flame on the cross burning pure white flame suddenly swallowed "Roland" in an instant.

In an instant, the surroundings returned to calm. In other words, the world has naturally returned to eternal silence.

And then—the world collapsed.

It can only be described as such.

The black and white world is distorted at first. Then it began to collapse toward the huge cross that stood on the ground.

The collapse lasted for less than a second, and the surrounding space had cracks between each other due to the different shrinkage rates. The normal ground outside is exposed.

A hissing sound resounded in the air. At first, it was like the neighing of a snake, but it swelled rapidly in less than a second. until it resounded through the sky.

Not just around Roland.

Even the other areas covered by black crystals also sounded such a terrible sound, as if the whole world was leaking air.

"what happened?"

A young priest of the Lord of Darkness looked at the sky that was completely dyed black with a blank expression.

However, his doubts have not yet come to the mouth. A blazing white light flashed through it.

The next moment, a huge shattering sound came from that silent world.

The entire Netherland—including a quarter of the White Tower, all the space enclosed by the black howling wind shattered.

The dark world seemed to be pierced by a light called dawn.

The flaming holy fire of the cross divided the whole dark world in two.

A quarter of the White Pagoda was completely engulfed in pure white fire. Neither inhabitants, facilities nor buildings have any chance of surviving in that level of blazing fire.

Above that area, the originally broken enchantment grew up, and it seemed that it would heal again within a minute.

Colorful runes as gorgeous as aurora have begun to cling in the air.

- The wizards have been completely incensed by this villain's actions.

That's a quarter of the White Tower.

Whoever it is, there will be a few friends, family members or whatever.

And in front of me... just looking at the sea of ​​flames that almost reflected the early morning sky even whiter than noon. Just know that ordinary people can never survive in it.

They may not have woken up, and they have been reduced to ashes in their sleep.

"The provocation of the temple... No, it's a declaration of war."

The head of the battle wizard's department - a middle-aged man with healthy dark skin and awe-inspiring temperament, more like a warrior than a wizard, looked at the southwest corner of the White Tower and frowned deeply.

The golden glow was like a candle, jumping in his eyes, overflowing from the corners of his eyes, turning into light powder and dissipating in the air.

no doubt. Just by looking at the color of the flame, you can know the identity of the culprit. The holy power swirling in the air didn't even have a trace to hide.

This must be the work of the clergy.

Enough to sweep a quarter of the holy fire of the White Tower. At least a cardinal-level existence can do it.

"Heh... I actually put such a person in, I must have the trash from the Waste Bureau eat shit..."

His thick voice sounded, giving people the feeling of the earth.

But at this time, his voice was as cold as frost that had been frozen for a hundred years.

His figure disappeared in the air without any warning, leaving only a cold sentence left in the air and gradually dissipating.

"I know the scum of bullying children... let me play with you."

And the other side. Roland's figure became blurred in an instant under the blazing heat of the cross.

The black rune on "Roland" quickly collapsed and disintegrated under the impact of the pure white flame.

"—Leave the rest to me."

Roland's gentle voice came from the cross.

His originally indifferent eyes also seemed to be ignited by flames, and his fiery anger gradually ignited.

The surrounding black and white space has disintegrated on its own. Become a flame that purifies the world.

It is a holy fire that will only burn the wicked to death, but harmless to the good.

Of course. If Roland wanted to, he only needed a thought. He can re-transform the purifying white flame into the silver-white flame that leads people to eternal sleep.

The flames filled the air. The black hurricane that originally surrounded Roland also dispersed.

But the Elucados didn't pay attention to so many details.

In their eyes, only one thing is worth noting -

That is, after Roland's feet stepped on the ground again, the 80-yard purification field was greatly weakened, leaving only the initial five-yard distance.

That was the distance that the vibrating air alone was enough to kill Roland.

So without any hesitation, they launched a decisive charge against Roland, who was standing in the flames with his back against the flaming cross of flames.

The number is about three hundred.

"This is about...all the rest of Elucado."

Roland's calm voice came from the fire, and unexpectedly spread a long way in the business where Elucado smashed the ground and the flames were burning.

after that.

A long sword about seven meters long and three-fingered thin suddenly pierced out of the fire, piercing through the leading Elucado.

Pierced by the pure white longsword that seemed to be burning with holy flame, Elucado was instantly reduced to ashes.

No ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If you look carefully, it is indeed burning the holy flame. In other words, that long sword was formed by flames.

Then, the surrounding flames seemed to come alive, forming a shape like thorns and a barbed net, and pounced on them to bind the Elucados—

"Next, it's my battle. Elucado."

Because most of the flames were used to restrain Elucado, the height of the surrounding fire was reduced to about half a meter.

Roland walked out of the fire with a gentle voice.

His eyes were filled with complete holy white, and a serious expression filled his face.

"I want to save you, Elucado... save you as a human."

Roland took the oath and walked forward step by step, holding up the blade formed by the holy flame.

Then he sang a new chant:

"Your time is running out—" (To be continued.)