Blood of Mercury

Roland absolutely heard correctly, Helena did call out to Her Majesty the Queen just now.

The "queen" related to Roland can only think of the silver queen no matter what.

Besides, neither Bansa's mad dog nor the noble and glamorous queen of Su Ze, nor the queens of other Ya'an clans have anything to do with Roland at the moment.

If Helena had something to do with the Silver Queen, Roland would naturally be happy to chat with her, have a relationship, and then kill her and send her back to heaven.

——However, after Roland turned around and asked, she denied what she had just said, and she lowered her head and did not dare to look up at herself.

So Roland said hehe--do you think I'm a fool? You said that you didn't say anything and I really believed it?

Roland's eyes narrowed slightly.

Without any warning, Roland retracted the blade, which was less than an inch away from Helena's eyeball, into the sword, and danced the cane in the air.

"That's right."

Roland asked casually, "I'll give you one last time..."

"It's you who misheard..."

Before Roland could finish speaking, Helena raised her head as if nothing had happened, and stared at Roland with her gray-white pupils.

Reciprocity was normal - Roland also didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and the sharp blade that suddenly popped out of the cane pierced through Helena's forehead in an instant, and a fine blood mist pierced from the back of her head.

The huge kinetic energy lifted her upper body backwards and hit the ground heavily. In less than a blink of an eye, in just an instant, Roland completed the entire process from sword attack to attack, pinning Helena directly to the ground in a brutal manner.

Roland was half-kneeling on Helena's side, holding the cane and sword stuck on the ground at a vertical angle in his right hand, slowly shaking the cane and sword inserted in her forehead as if shifting gears in a car, the blood-stained brain Squeezed and squeezed out of the gap between the blade and the skin.

"It's useless, with this level of pain."

Helena didn't seem to feel the pain of being pierced through her head by the blade at all, not to mention the painful trembling, and there was not even a drop of sweat on her face. She closed her eyes just like that. Said in a low voice with a tone of complete isolation.

Roland was silent for a long time, and then his voice suddenly softened: "Do you dare to look at my face and say this, Helena?"

Hearing that Roland suddenly said his name, Helena, who had closed her eyes just now, suddenly widened her eyes. An unbelievable look on his face.

Time seems to stand still here. But after five or six seconds, Helena, who was staring at Roland's face, suddenly laughed.

Her laughter grew louder and more presumptuous. Even because of her wild laughter, even Roland's stick and sword that penetrated her forehead was almost ejected from the ground. Large swathes of blood flowed under her head, beside her. Those flowers that have been nourished by blood have also become more delicate and beautiful.

Roland didn't stop her either, just squatted beside her silently, waiting for her to laugh enough without saying a word.

After a few more minutes, Helena's laughter gradually subsided. At this time, Searle's sixth eye had been chopped up by Scott, and the outside world less than five or six meters away from Roland had turned into a **** on earth.

There are black ripples wandering around in the air, and it will bounce back when it encounters something, and the ground has become complete lava and cannot stand. When those black ripples approached Anvilia's floating garden, they would not bounce back, but would remain in the air like this, and then quietly faded away.

Roland didn't even care about Searle's life or death. Just like that, he stared at Helena with a gaze that was so calm that it could be called icy cold.

And Helena's words raised Roland's eyebrows: "You are not her."

Probably knowing that pretending to be garlic is useless now, Helena mocked unceremoniously: "If you learn to look like you, it's just a fake."

"If it was her, if it was Her Royal Highness, she would definitely forgive me..."

"—Forgive your betrayal?"

Roland suddenly said a word, and the second half of Helena's words were stuck in his throat.

But she didn't mind her gaffe at all, she just shouted in a dignified manner: "So what? I just want to save more people!"

Roland was silent, not saying a word, but the stick and sword held in his right hand became stronger.

Helena dismissed this weak response: "Have you heard of war? Do you know what war is like? No. At your age, you certainly don't know."

"That is a cruel purgatory that only those who have experienced it themselves can understand. There is no hope on the battlefield, what remains in the blood. There is only despair, fear, madness and the unforgettable wailing that surrounds the ears. ."

"It's not an arena of glory. There's no glory in the field, just blood and corpses, the dead and the living who killed them. There's only life and death, and nothing else matters."

"Do you know the battlefield? After the death of the Silver Queen, Elkate was already sure to lose. Why did he send the people to the meat grinder? I don't understand! I really don't understand!"

Helena rebuked almost furiously, her gray-white pupils gradually burst, and a trace of bright red flowed in them.

"I saw thirteen- and fourteen-year-old children hold transformation ceremonies in batches, and hastily turned into undead and put on armor on the battlefield; I saw a father shed blood and tears on the battlefield picking up the minced meat of his children, trying to put them on the battlefield. Put it together."

"I saw the holy flame of the sky burning Elcate into the desert inch by inch. I saw a young scarlet warrior without a wife who had been at the forefront, leading the Boy Scouts to carry the endless legion of Angels. . Their bodies were sent to the rear, first with their arms and legs replaced, then their internal organs and heads, and in the end there were no complete fragments, and they put their souls together..."

"—there is nothing more foolish than waging war."

Helena's emotions gradually subsided, her gray-white pupils were completely shattered, revealing blood-red eyes inside. You can see her eyes are full of pity.

"If war is unavoidable, end everything in the shortest possible time. War requires the participation of two parties to become war. Moreover, war is more often used as a means than as an end. So, to satisfy them, All right."

"It turns out that the greed of the gods is nothing more than that. They got Elucado, disarmed the Scarlet Crusaders, built a temple in Elkat and deposed the interim ruler, and then retreated. If Otherwise, how long will the war last, and how many comrades will go mad in the endless war..."

"—Is this the reason for your betrayal?"

Roland spoke suddenly, interrupting Helena's chatter.

"...What do you mean? Isn't that enough?"

On the contrary, Helena looked incomprehensible: "It was a completely meaningless war with no hope of winning. It was just a massacre, why should it continue? Just for that ridiculous glory? Stop kidding. , Glory and dignity are not as important as living. When you die, you have nothing, and when you live, you have everything..."

"So, you betrayed the entire Elcatel for your own life?"

Roland's face was expressionless.

It was obviously to keep everyone alive - Helena wanted to retort.

But inexplicably, a familiar and unfamiliar power made Helena grow up but couldn't say a word.

"Betrayal is unforgivable. There is no forgiveness for betrayal, whatever the reason."

Roland got up slowly, and a silver rune of thorns gradually appeared on his forehead.

Helena's pupils instantly shrank to the point of a needle.

"...this is... the crown of thorns?!"

Roland ignored Helena's meaning. He didn't even have the thought of looking back, as if looking at Helena would make his eyes dirty~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He just asked softly at the open space: "You heard it, Eruka many."

"Ah...I heard that, Lord Roland."

From the shadow of a nearby flower, Elucado's figure gradually emerged.

There was an almost cruel smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and Helena felt that her teeth had begun to chatter, colliding with each other to make a crisp sound.

"You...you're not..."

Unexpectedly, Roland did not get angry. He just glanced at Helena one last time with pity looking down, then turned and walked towards the center of the garden.

"You will be satisfied... my master."

Elucado bowed deeply in the direction where Roland left, showing a very bright smile. (To be continued.)