Blood of Mercury

Under the leadership of Kakarit, these people gathered together and ran to the southeast of the city of wealth. Roland and old Joseph silently followed at the back of the crowd and ran to that place together.

There is Muxue Avenue, the highest place in the entire City of Fortune.

From there, further south is the Silver Mountains, and southwards across the Silver Mountains to Farraro, the highest point in the entire Farnes world.

It is also the closest road for mountain people to enter Karal. You don't have to go over the Beast Territory, you don't have to cross the Sage's Lake, you can go directly from the northernmost border of the country and then go north over a mountain to reach the territory of Caral, and there is not even a national border. Because if one day Farara raises his troops to attack Caral from the Silver Mountains, the city of wealth alone is enough to keep the army of the mountain people stuck here.

Whether it's a professor, a tree of suffering, or whatever, these people who have awakened their origins are simply used to explain what it means to be "incapable of human beings" before the revival of the plague. They and other professionals are simply not a kind of life - they can even kill dragons easily, if the gods give up their authority and come to the world in flesh and blood, at most this level.

It is precisely the gathering of the top powerhouses in the Farns world that makes the city of wealth a place where no one dares to move.

"Lord Orlando, are we going directly to Farraro?"

Deckard carried Roland's suitcase and rushed to Roland's side with a few big jumps from the roof with the help of the sorcery of light body and enhanced jumping.

However, he looked worried: "This is the territory of the Blood Lion Club. Unlike the group of mountain wizards under the silent wizard, these barbarians are not unreasonable at all."

Roland just chuckled and stretched out his hand to take the box in Deck's hand.

"Have you poured all the medicine in? Didn't you spill it on your body?"

Roland asked with seeming concern.

"The water over there has been spraying and can't be poured... I had to throw the potion bottle down and chop it up with the invisible blade," Decker said with a nervous look on his face, "Speaking of which , Lord Orlando, what is this potion for? The water over there is already to my knees, and I can't guarantee that I won't get these potions on my body by standing there for so long..."

"Ah, you don't have to be nervous." Roland's voice was calm and stable, "I asked you to pour those potions down to worry about the walking corpses in the sewers. As long as these potions are sprinkled, those walking corpses will burn to the ground... After all, those who are not afraid of water will burn out. It would be bad if the submerged things were washed out by this big wave."

"...Sir. Are you sure this potion is only for walking corpses?"

"Yeah. This is the sun potion, you should have seen it in the White Tower - reddish-brown or dark brown, thick as pulp, with a pungent fragrance. If you ask, you should be able to smell it."

Roland said calmly.

Deckard frowned and recalled for a moment, then relaxed: "Although I haven't smelled it... but you said that, sir. It seems that it is indeed the sun potion."

"That's right, it's no good for me to lie to you."

Roland laughed dumbly. Deckard laughed along with him.

"Don't laugh. If you study hard, you won't make such mistakes."

Roland chuckled lightly, and there was something in his words.

Deckard just smiled and shrugged.

Having said that, Deckard still cautiously maintained the distance between himself and the water gradually spreading behind him.

He still hasn't forgotten the phrase "be careful with the water" that Roland said to the mountain man. I don't know what exactly it means, but I'm careful—

But at this moment, a terrible roar suddenly came from not far away. And it seemed that only Roland could hear it, and Deckard ran forward as usual as if he had not heard anything.

Ignorance is a blessing. A low perception attribute is not without its benefits.

It would be too simple to say that the voice was a roar. That's not an amplification of a certain sound. Rather, it is a composite of multiple sounds.

The sound was like the rustling of leaves being blown by the wind, only repeated tens of millions of times, and then amplified tens of millions of times - the subtle carapace collision sound like countless insects crawling from the ground is enough to make people shudder.

Just listening to the sound, one could feel the countless jet-black, smooth, pincer-footed tiny beings crawling into the brain from the corners of their eyes, or the horror of being bound by spiders and injected with bone-turning venom.

—It was the sound of some terrifying being awakening from its sleep.

Roland knew that it was the sound of the Tree of Suffering waking up.

He trembled all over, but showed an almost crazy smile.

Yes, the Tree of Suffering - it will wake up directly in the twisted form of Akama-Lim, not Akama who can't speak and can only passively teach druid skills.

After the dam was fully opened, a large hole was broken in the Kalar Great Barrier. At least in the City of Fortune and its environs. The Karal Great Barrier, which forced downgrades to priesthood and isolated priests from contact with gods, was completely ineffective.

That way, the ill-brained rats of the Truth Society can connect with their beloved old bookhead. Under the personal action of the God of Truth and Terror, the self-seal of the Tree of Suffering will be directly broken.

At that time, the twilight-infected tree of suffering will reveal its sharp and deadly teeth in the city of wealth. The group of jokers of the Truth Society just wanted to tell people the invincibility of dusk. Proclaim the destruction of the world.

In order to avoid the tree of suffering from being too powerful, they killed all the witnesses in a very short time, resulting in the possibility that the news could not be spread, and they even devised another trick.

For example, killing a Templar of Tyre who infiltrated the City of Fortune with the Fairy's Kiss.

In this case, if the city of wealth is completely destroyed by the attack of the tree of suffering. Upon the news of his comrade's death, the Templar army rushing for revenge for that almost blasphemous method of death would collide with the Tree of Suffering.

By then, the existence of the Tree of Passion will also be proclaimed by the Templars of Tyre.

That is the plot of the first version of the plague revival, "Wild Disaster". Driven by Roland, the Tree of Suffering woke up a year earlier than in the plot-you know, the plague that can kill the Tree of Suffering has not yet been born.

The saint and the twilight are inseparable. When Roland completes the trial of the Eternal Sleeping Mentor, the Eternal Sleeping Mentor who discovers the traces of the Twilight species will definitely give Roland the plague that can kill Twilight one year in advance.

When Roland cultivated the plague, it was not impossible to kill the Tree of Suffering with his own hands.

"That's the full experience of killing a Hall of Truth..."

Roland's eyes flashed.

This was Roland's plan after he found out that the Tree of Suffering was infected by Dusk - to assist the professor to open the Karal Barrier, use the truth to awaken the Tree of Suffering, and then use the Tree of Suffering to force the dormant tutor to enhance Roland's power in advance.

And just in case, Roland even smashed several bottles of Flaming Light in the sewer under the Tree of Suffering.

Roland still remembered that after the tree of suffering died from the plague, his roots had spread into the sewers, filling the entire sewers. All people standing directly above the sewer will be killed by the barbed needles that pierce the ground and directly pierce their internal organs~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and now Roland has blown up the sewer connected to its roots in advance, suffering It is impossible for the roots of the tree to spread to the whole city in a short period of time.

Then, as long as the tree of suffering that just awakened is weakened——

"In the name of unity, mutual assistance, equality, and reproduction, before the forty-seventh, all of them will be detonated immediately!"

The ground immediately below the Tree of Suffering rose, and the golden flames gathered into a ball, burning hot and continuously.

Even the Tree of Suffering, which had just awakened, could not endure the power of the simultaneous detonation of multiple flaming lights.

In the sound of the explosion, the roar like thousands of crustaceans suddenly turned into a whimper.

Passed by the earth-shattering wailing sound, Roland only felt his scalp explode at the moment. Excitement began to run out of the blood.

What about the Temple of Truth?

If I want to kill, I can kill! (To be continued.)