Blood of Mercury

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the biting cold wind kept making a sharp howl like a wolf howl.

When the heavy snow arrives in late December, it will be colder than any other time of the year. This means that the real winter will come within three days.

The cold wind blowing on his face hurts more than a knife cut, and even in the house, he will be shivering from the cold.

Under the cold wind full of negative energy, neither wooden nor stone houses have the slightest ability to isolate the cold; if the fireplace is not carefully cared for, it will go out inexplicably. And as long as the fireplace goes out, a cloud of white mist can emerge from just talking in the house.

And from the end of December to the end of mid-January—in less than thirty days, there will be a lot of snowfall every day. In three days, the thickness of snow can be close to one meter. If you don't pay attention to cleaning, it only takes a few days for the heavy snow to block the door.

How to clear the snow is a problem in itself that can't be ignored on these days when the snow doesn't melt at all.

In Farns World, a large number of people freeze to death every year in winter. It is far more numerous than any war or major infectious disease outbreak.

Corresponding to the extreme cold in winter, after the end of August, the harvest month, there will be heavy rainstorms for more than ten days. Although not many people will die in the storm, almost all crops will be drowned by the storm. And this level of heavy rain means that there will inevitably be floods or tsunamis in summer. That's why every city's drainage system is so advanced.

Of course, the weather in Farns World wasn't so extreme to begin with.

To be precise, it was only after the father of Gaia fell into the Dusk Seed that the twice-a-year Catastrophe Moon appeared.

This level of cold is close to frost-covered hell. Under the harsh winter, some creatures will become extinct every year. Being cold to this level, it is not that there is no physique that exceeds 20 points, but action alone will consume three times the physical strength. And every once in a while, people traveling in heavy snow have to make a check, if they don't pass. The cold air full of negative energy will temporarily deduct a point of physical attributes.

If the constitution attribute drops below ten points, it will also cause a certain amount of environmental damage while reducing the constitution attribute. When the constitution attribute is lower than 3 points, each time the check fails to deduct the constitution attribute, it may directly cause instant death damage.

The reason why the White Pagoda has a high status. A big part of the reason is because they basically won't freeze to death by the winter.

It's not that wizards have developed any antifreeze potions. But because the Great Barrier of the White Pagoda will filter out the negative energy in the cold wind, making this cold winter unbearable even for professionals become the ordinary winter in early thirteenth.

But Orm's pity for wizards seems to end there.

With a large number of cracks appearing on the Great Barrier, the real Winter finally entered the White Tower.

Many wizards who were born in the White Tower and will eventually die in the White Tower have felt the cold in the air more and more obviously. The cold and cold air constantly pulled from the ground can also freeze the feet through the boots.

By this time, the meeting in the third tower had already begun. The constant explosions, the sudden surge of mercenaries from the crowd, and various other scourges also began to subside. It seems that the situation has stabilized again.

With the increasing snow, the white tower's territory became calm again.

- Except for one.

A vigorous and tall old man stood silently in front of Roland and Xila.

"Claude...Mr."

Roland was silent for a long time, then opened his mouth and greeted in a flat voice: "Long time no see. I hope you have a good time in Sivir's country."

What appeared in front of Roland was the Claude he killed with his own hands in the past.

However, that is not the image that the living can have.

Claude's body was translucent golden, and his pupils turned bright golden, shining in the night.

And his expression was not always the same kind smile as before. His lips pursed and curved downward in a stern arc. Creates two deep ravines on the cheeks. Old Claude's eyes were no longer always squinted, but slightly opened, giving people the feeling of an old lion waking up.

Rather than saying that Claude has changed... Rather, this is the true attitude of Claude as an apologist.

It is completely different from Claude, who has lost his fighting spirit and has aged from body to spirit. This is an apologist with awe-inspiring fighting spirit, in its heyday, and exuding a murderous aura like an ancient sword in a tomb.

When Roland saw him, it was as if he saw the cold-blooded executioner who had fought endlessly throughout his life, killed more than a thousand heretics, and had his hands covered with blood of the same kind.

He couldn't help but feel a pity.

If at the beginning, Roland met such Claude, then maybe everything would develop in a more interesting direction.

But now...

A complicated look appeared in Roland's eyes.

He realized something sad...about Jupiter IV and Claude.

In order to confirm their own ideas. Roland was not afraid and walked towards Claude in the form of a saint.

"So, what do you want to do? Claude?" Roland showed a gentle smile, but there was no smile in his eyes. "Kill me? Or hand me over?"

"...Long time no see, little Roland."

Claude sighed, and as Roland approached step by step, he gradually raised the cane clenched in his right hand: "I didn't expect that we would meet again in such a situation..."

The golden and transparent light spit out from the stick sword and bundled into a slender beam of light. The intense heat turned the snow around the beam directly into steam.

It was the sword of the sun worshipper, but it was more like a spear than a sword.

Not to mention being slashed or pierced, even if you get close, you will suffer huge damage.

That was when Tyre was the Sun King, the weapon used by his royal guards, and the prototype of the cane sword used by Claude.

"How is Claudia?"

The golden flame around Claude was steaming, and he asked Roland in the same flat voice.

Roland was not afraid at all, as if the two were just chatting: "She has found her brother. Now she is with Ms. Anvilia."

"Really. She's with her, so I'm relieved."

While saying this, Claude stabbed Roland with the sword of the sun worshipper in his hand with the momentum of thunder.

But Roland just took a slight step to the side and avoided Claude's attack.

"What? Your students are in the hands of the biggest heresy in the world."

"Don't bluff me, the biggest heresy in the world is obviously the dragon hunter Esther. If you were my student, I would ask you to copy "The Hundred Unforgivables" five hundred times."

While chatting with Roland, Claude attacked Roland with a rapid offensive.

However, the attack method is extremely monotonous.

"Sorry~www.wuxiaspot.com~His Royal Highness Saint Cloud..."

Sheila, who was standing by the side, hesitated for a long time, but walked forward resolutely.

Gradually, a golden shield phantom appeared on his arm.

"Please stop. I don't think Roland is evil..."

"—I can't stop."

Claude sighed and interrupted Shira's words.

"I can't stop... I understood before, I'm afraid I misunderstood Roland... But, my body is not under my control at all."

While repeating his words again, he raised the sword of the sun worshipper in his hand, and stabbed the empty space with the momentum of thunder.

"Run, Roland."

Claude said softly.

This is already what he can do, the last resistance. (To be continued.)