Blood of Mercury

Chapter 25 Black Ice Tide

As the slowly falling underworld gradually approached the world, the air and the earth burst.

Thin black frost began to condense on the creep of rapidly expanding flesh. With Roland as the center, the nearby ground cracked in large areas, and the black ice layer slowly collapsed in circles, squeezing the base made of flesh and blood out of dirty and sticky pus.

At the same time, with the crisp sound of clucking, a bundle of fiber tubes with a crystal-clear black crystal surface appeared in the air. It was particularly conspicuous against the dazzling holy light flashing on Roland's body. At first glance, the entire space was full of dense black cobweb-like cracks.

The demon's movements are thus hindered, and those seemingly thin and fragile black cracks are like a solid display case that firmly restricts their movements.

As the Netherland gradually fell, the speed at which the black cracks in the air appeared increased significantly. It was as if the space had been crushed, and it was like being in a confined space full of broken mirrors.

Taking advantage of the interference from the black ice, the scarlet knights ignored the changes in space, came and went freely, and charged repeatedly with a mobility far higher than that of the demons.

Their blades burned with crimson flames as red as blood, shattering the carapace and armor of the demons, severing their fascia and muscles, burning their blood dry and burning.

Only the dusk can touch the dusk, and only the dusk can defeat the dusk.

It is Elucado, an underground species with the blood of dusk flowing, and it is a human with filthy blood and an ordinary short life. Only they can save the world.

The purer the bloodline is, the more powerless it is in the face of dusk, and the purer the person is, the greater the power released after being polluted. This world has long since been destroyed. If you hold on to the glory of the past and don't let go, it will definitely bring destruction in the end.

The saints do not recognize the black iron seed to rule the world, let alone the underground seed as their own people. Elucado fought for Roman for decades and believed in her mentor for thousands of years. In the end, her mentor did not transform her into a crow of death, nor did she grant her any real magic.

After all, the underground species are mixed-race Twilight families. Even though the minds of the Saints understand that Elucado is an anomaly, their behavioral constraints limit their attitudes.

But in fact, at least in the face of the aggression of the people of dusk, it is true that these "lower people" who also have the blood of dusk can do better.

That scarlet blood that burned like flames and danced like silk was none other than Elucado itself.

Under the protection of Roland, Elucado became a natural disaster walking on the ground again.

But it's different from Elucado from a thousand years ago. This time, Elucado was no longer alone.

As Roland said, they are now in the millions.

All of them are Elcardo, each of them is Elcardo, and their sum is Elucardo.

She is one, and she is ten million.

At the same time as her body and strength were divided equally, her name of natural disaster was also divided among the entire knights. Elucado was still called the Scourge, but she was no longer a monster alone.

Elucado has now become Roland's knight.

They fight for God.

They are manifestations of divine power, an indescribable horror

Roland looked at the roaring knights, the silver-white flames in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the crystal-colored crown on his head gradually shone dazzlingly.

Gahalad and the others on the side were already shocked by the magnificent scenery in front of them.

Countless knights in scarlet iron armor walked under the dark sky full of cracks. Behind them, the Pope in white robes and holding a scepter prayed for them. A huge celestial body fell from the sky, and in front of them the number continued to increase. The grotesque monsters, and the earth that distorts and breeds monsters.

It was an epic scene.

It was an epic scene enough to be painted, composed and sung.

Everything is as it was in the golden age a thousand years ago.

Knights open up territories in polluted areas, monarchs are wise and pious, God loves the world, and the world reveres the morality and the supreme law in their hearts.

Watching the scarlet knights recite their names aloud and fight with the demons without retreating, a scorching flame slowly ignited in Roland's heart. The spinal cord of color flows out of it and penetrates into the soul.

It was a brilliance called a sense of mission.

That is an angel's greatest instinct.

In addition to the pure silver-white color, his eyes were gradually dyed with a golden shimmer like the morning sun.

Roland looked at the demons who were screaming and roaring, took a deep breath, and the right hand holding the scepter gradually clenched, and the knuckles creaked.

"People of Twilight"

Roland raised his scepter very slowly and solemnly, shouting loudly.

Unlike previous prayers. No one could understand Roland's voice this time.

That is a strange sacred and beautiful language, and this language alone has a sacredness that cannot be ignored and unbearable for mortals. Just reciting poetry in this language is enough to make ordinary people who hear it abandon evil and embrace good.

That is the language of angels. That's the genius of Roland's Angelic Anthem.

Previously, Roland could only rely on the system, or the power of Aum's Eye to use this ability. But just before, Roland suddenly mastered this ability, this sacred language.

It's not just because Roland's soul has become more sacred and pure, but because of everything he's doing at the moment.

He summoned the underworld, stepped on the land of the abyss with his body, and tried to stop the demon's invasion of this world by himself. If he were not the Pope and elect of the Master, his deeds at the moment would have been enough to make him a saint and lift his soul into the air.

Roland decided to save the world because of his sense of mission, and he did it steadfastly, and he really did it

If this level is not considered to have a holy mind, then the world will no longer be holy.

"You are guilty! You are born a great sin"

Roland's voice was like a thunder crouching on the ground, sliding along the fleshy creep frozen by the black ice.

When those demons heard his voice, their bodies were shocked, unable to move, and their muscles were paralyzed.

While being reprimanded by the Supreme Being and denying the meaning of existence, their bodies have the urge to "die" by themselves. No matter how hard you try to suppress it, it will only stop your body from moving.

But what they faced ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ was not just Roland himself.

The scarlet knights took the opportunity to harvest the life of the demon, constantly shrinking the demon's front, killing or forcing the siege of the powerful demon that almost rushed out of the battle.

At this time, the Netherland was extremely close to the ground.

The stars and moon have been completely blocked. The place where the Netherland is closest to the ground is even less than ten meters, and through the icy exterior, you can even see the barren scene in the Netherland.

Taking advantage of the re-formation of the encirclement, Roland did not hesitate to slowly press down the raised scepter, as if exhausting all his strength.

Along with his actions, the speed of Netherland's fall accelerated several times out of thin air.

The world centered on Roland was gradually swept away by a black and gloomy cold wave. The scarlet knight and the demon disappeared without a sound after touching the black icy smoke rising from the ground.

In just one second, hundreds of people left the battlefield.

The terrifying cold wave is below, the meteorite emitting chill is above, and the black cracks in the sky are getting denser and denser, this space has become a different world with different properties, and the entrance and exit have been blocked.

However, the morale of the knights remained high, and the name of Saint Laurent was loudly praised.

they are fearless

As long as Roland is with them!

\'

All novels, postings and novel comments on this novel site are updated by netizens! It only represents the publisher's personal behavior and has nothing to do with the stand of this novel!

The copyright of all the novels included on this site belongs to the author! The plot content and book reviews belong to his personal behavior and have nothing to do with the position of Aishu. All authors must abide by the national Internet information management regulations when publishing works. We reject any pornographic novels. , that is, delete it!