Blood of Mercury

The silver-white flame was shaped in Roland's mind.

That is the cage of flames. It is a vicious beast that is throbbing and restless.

The leaping flames bent and stretched—silver-white tentacles wrapped around Elucado’s limbs like mercury.

The moment he was bitten by the silver-white flame that flowed like mercury, Elucado's skin began to yellow, scorch, and then crack at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But just when she wanted to break free with brute force, she discovered that the cage formed by this flame not only had a sticky touch like body fluids, but also had a strong elasticity.

She tried to tear the flames apart. But even if she tore off this flame, more flames gushed out from the stick and sword running through her body again.

And destroying the stick sword is even more impossible.

According to Roland's perception of close to twenty, even a standard iron sword would have the excellent quality of light purple under his holy fire.

If Elucado has the strength of the golden peak, he can give it a try. But if it is this kind of power that has just left the category of silver, it is just a food delivery.

Roland had already estimated her various attributes from her reaction at the moment of her confrontation with Elucado.

Her strength is around 18 points, but not more than 20 points; and her agility is close to 15 points, her physique must exceed 20 points, but her perception has just exceeded 10 points.

The two attributes of will and blood, Roland could not start for a while, but it was more than ten points anyway.

After all, all attributes exceed the limit of mortals - this is the characteristic of this race of brain eaters.

The more the brain eaters eat, the stronger the brains of the strong will become, the more immortal they will become, and the more beautiful their appearance will become.

As long as the brain eater you see is pretty and beautiful enough that you can realize that she is a brain eater and not some kind of man-eating monster, then all her stats should be over ten points.

Once the attribute reaches ten points, it means otherworldly.

Whether it is the cobweb-like collapse of the ground with one punch, the agility of running on the ceiling for a long time with high speed and balance, or the speed of recovery from injuries visible to the naked eye, this is impossible with a mortal body. did it.

The reason why the brain eaters can become the masters of a party in the underground world where monsters walk all over the place is that their power should not be underestimated.

Roland has never despised Elucado.

But it has to be said that Elucado's power is too weak.

Of course, in terms of attributes alone, her total attributes have surpassed some human powerhouses who have awakened their origins.

By the standards of a brain-eater, her attributes are not high. Instead, it's a little too low.

If only this level of power...

Roland had a faint hope in his heart.

maybe. Roland can beat only by his own strength—

There is a limit to the amount of holy fire stored in the Sword of Wands. Losing Roland's constant supply, at most, it can trap Erucado for less than three seconds.

So Roland did not hesitate to sing the last sentence of the christening chant: "May the Lord have pity on this sad soul!"

In Roland's chant, the black feathers flying around Roland were shattered one by one.

Silver slender crosses protruded from bursting crystal feathers. The light flickered in the air like breathing, and it quickly grew larger as time passed. When Roland's chant ended, the largest cross was even the size of an adult's palm.

If the previous feathers were crafts carved out of black crystal, then these crosses are sharp blades made of silver.

There were about three hundred—the metal crosses hung like stars above the sky. Shines brightly.

As Roland's last syllable landed, a group of sharp crosses of varying sizes hit Elucado like a torrential rain.

Like thunder, the first wave of crosses fell heavily. The huge impact instantly knocked her to the ground.

Then, the ground remembered the roar of the rainstorm.

It was a continuous loud noise that was enough to drown out the voice.

Under the gouge of the cross, countless scarlet flowers bloomed on Elucado's body, Elucado's whole body was nailed all over, and the luxurious dress on his body was tattered.

The rainstorm lasted for four or five seconds before gradually thinning out. Before the smoke and dust dissipated, a strong silver-white holy flame rose up.

The eye-opening heat reminded Roland of the golden flames he saw in the basement of the Singia Tavern.

Even Roland couldn't help but take two steps back before he could bear the heat of the flame.

These crosses are energy creations with the concept of eternal sleep.

Any one of them is the equivalent of a dark blue exorcism blade. Just falling is enough to pierce the body of the black iron rank undead. After the holy fire is ignited, the undead who bear the curse of immortality will fall into a long sleep.

In addition to being able to burn the souls of the living, the flame of the Dormant Master can turn twisted existences into ashes. Another function is to let those undead who have been restless for thousands of years regain the right to die.

Only the holy fire of the dormant mentor can truly wipe out the immortality of the undead.

And three hundred times the amount of holy fire is enough to create a large crematorium.

As the dust from the broken crosses also joined the burning, the temperature of the holy fire continued to increase.

Under Roland's [Fire Bearer] characteristic, his skin on the side close to the holy flame had already shown a crystal-like transparent texture, exuding a white jade-like light.

Around Elucado, not only was the air twisted - even the ground was cracked by the high temperature, emitting a dazzling dark red light like iron juice.

The surroundings of Roland were completely quiet.

Roland could only hear his not-so-violent thumping sound, the rapid beating of his heartbeat, and the crackling sound of the holy fire burning the ground.

"...Is it done?"

Roland breathed a sigh of relief.

Baptism chanting has triple damage to the undead itself, plus the bonuses of the three characteristics of [Proficient in Screaming], [Proficient in Dispelling], and [Words of Compassion], even the undead of the golden rank will be killed by Roland with one hit. .

And the holy fire of the long-sleeping mentor can relieve the undead flesh and body of immortality. Roland's [Mourning Chant] feature can also erase the immortality of Elucado's soul.

For the undead, the baptism chant of the long-sleeping teacher should be absolutely unbearable huge damage...

However, Roland always felt an uneasy feeling in his heart—

Elucado is too weak.

Even though she knew that she had just touched the seal, Roland still had a subtle sense of dislocation.

It felt like it took a long time. After accumulating the strength of the whole body, he punched, but it just broke a piece of toilet paper.

In fact, Roland had already made up his mind that he would be knocked into the sky by Elucado's continuous attacks, and he would not be able to hit it down.

The combat chanting feature triggered by his effective attack was originally intended to be used to instantly cast a no-damage chan.

But Roland always felt that Eruka was too hesitant, and even let Roland seize the opportunity to play the biggest outbreak that Roland could cause to her.

What is she hesitating about?

...and, UU reading www. uukanshu. com did I really beat her?

Kill her completely? Killed Elucado?

Roland always felt as if he had forgotten something important.

Just as he was walking towards the gradually extinguished holy fire and was about to pull up the stick and sword from it, a scarlet fist emitting white heat, burning silver-white holy fire, and wrapped in a terrifying high temperature suddenly appeared in front of him.

Roland's pupils shrank instantly.

-but. The moment I saw that fist, it was already too late.

All he could do was cross his arms in front of him.

Afterwards, he was knocked flying by a powerful force and smashed heavily on the wall! (To be continued.)

PS: Woo...I was poured a lot of wine...I feel cute.

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