The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 487 Ch.486 The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility

Roland guessed that just like executive officers to cultists and alien species—to deal with these so-called "world-destroying" monsters, Holy Cross and other sects always have a special and effective way to deal with them, right?

for example.

A secret force dedicated to fighting them?

On the carriage ride back, Roland's guess made Xander laugh for a long time.

"You are so lovely, my Roland."

Since returning from the dream, Xander seems to be more nostalgic for Roland...

Should I say, body?

She seemed to suddenly have a new hobby: studying every inch of Roland Collins' skin.

"I missed the big bat, I can't miss this little poisonous snake again."

"How about you let me see the MVP settlement screen?"

"I dare to conclude that there is nothing the church can do to get rid of worms." Xander was not aware of the flames floating on the top of his head. Next to Roland, he talked with great interest: "Otherwise, why do you think they are called For a 'world-destroying' monster?"

Roland didn't understand.

From what Enid and Xander said, this little monster seemed easy to solve: not even expensive rituals, just some holy...

etc.

Holy water?

Xander looked up at him, his eyes deepening: "Look, you have discovered it."

Each ritualist can only make up to four per month.

And the worms only infect four people every month?

Roland has always focused on the camp of ritualists, forgetting that the world is not made up of ritualists - they are mortals.

Their power to create something out of nothing is the best way to confuse mortals.

By then, will the church be able to provide free "highly priced and precious" holy water to these infected "lower people"?

still.

Another simple, crude way to eliminate them?

White Ore, Cultist, Alien Species, Mystery Box, Worm.

The world seems to be plunging into a bottomless abyss of chaos.

"I foresee chaos and war, Xander."

"Get used to it, and then climb up on the white bones... Roland," Xander buried his head in Roland's neck, greedily sucking the scent of Roland, a smell that made her throb, as moist as a rainy day: "The world goes down... "

"And you, my Roland. It's your turn..."

Roland doesn't know what his future will be like.

But he is indeed ‘up’ now.

He didn't know what was going on, but his blood was flowing faster and faster, his heart was pounding, and his skull was so swollen that he felt dizzy.

In the carriage…

"Roland, I discovered your treasure."

She was like a carnivore chasing prey in the jungle, sniffing greedily, twitching and pulling her nose and the muscles near her nose, sniffing out the hidden traces of creatures that exuded wild scents, crawling in the rotten mud and dead leaves, Get on all fours and move forward while sniffing.

The strong and lingering smell was like black footprints on white paper, guiding her to find the treasure hidden by her prey——

She looked at 'it', then raised her head, looking at the two blazing suns above her head with a clarity that was ignorant of the world.

She seemed to be wary of her prey, wary of him unleashing his savagery and tearing her with teeth as sharp as an axe. But at the same time, she vaguely longed for such barbarism, hoping that he could use his most barbaric features to do the most barbaric things and give her the most barbaric sublimation.

Then…

The second before the balance is about to be broken.

She left.

"I am already at the second level, Roland. It was only after I was promoted to the second level that I accidentally fell into that dream..."

She rang the bell of the carriage and stared at the knight who was enjoying himself without getting the instruction.

"The second ring has such power."

She touched her lips lightly, charm and innocence intertwined in her eyes:

"This is your punishment, my Roland..."

Before Roland could speak, she opened the door and stepped out of the carriage that had just stopped.

"But you know where my home is, right?"

…

"Name": Healer (Second Ring)

"Type": Father of All Things/Benefactor/First Ray of Light

"Description": Flesh trembles because of me.

Ritualists who reach the second level under this principle (compassion) have the power to control and change the target's physical state through contact. They can make people's blood flow faster, become passionate and excited, or produce sad or painful emotions (perhaps more).

At the same time, they can also stabilize the target's spirit to a certain extent through contact and seal wounds that are not serious.

even.

They are able to temporarily transfer damage or curses (tangible or intangible) from a target (person or object) to themselves—temporarily.

Their physical strength didn't increase much, but their mental toughness improved significantly.

Note: The power of this ring is truly worthy of its name. But few ritualists who arrive at the ring live up to their reputation.

※Desire comes from flesh and blood, and we are all controlled by the body.

…………

…

The carriage drove to Fleet Street.

Stop not far from the drug store.

Stopped for half an hour.

The coachman had no idea who or what the guest was waiting for.

"Have you heard a word?"

Roland had a dark face.

"With great power comes great responsibility."

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I noticed that you love to say these sarcastic things.

"Yes, I love it very much."

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Think of something.

"What can I do... Well, what do you think of the coachman——"

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Shut your mouth.

Roland rubbed his temples and leaned on the chair.

He could see the medicine shop through the glass window, but he could only sit in the carriage and wait until he calmed down - he could not go home with his head held high, and then say hello to his uncle and Yam and say that he was back with his brother.

He hadn't mentioned his brother to Yam for so many years. If they suddenly met, he was afraid that someone (himself) would be embarrassed to death.

"Have you heard a word?"

"As long as I'm not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed."

"If you ask me, you can go back directly."

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Then what?

"Then kick the door open, put your hands on your hips, and give them a shining tadah!"

Roland felt that he shouldn't ask.

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Say something that isn't bullshit.

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I seem to be able to level up.

"..."

"So fast?"

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Is it fast?

"Do you know how many years it took Fernandez to reach the Fourth Ring Road?"

"Roland, you are abnormally fast."

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Maybe…

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Like a chivalric novel where I am the main character?

"Didn't you say you won't talk nonsense?"

Roland:......

"After the third ring, you will be very tired."

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I'm troubled now.

Every step of the path he embarked on required a secret organ.

And such tangible, valuable items rarely circulate on the Golden Isles—the good news is, every member of the Tea Party comes from an extraordinary background.

Xander is from the church, Rose will soon join the private alliance, not to mention Roland.

They don't need to be like the wanderers who constantly seek out dangerous gatherings of ritualists who trade goods face-to-face.

Even though they claim to be safe and stable.

"Let me see..."

"Promotion ceremony."

"The shining heart, the arcane organ, the tongue of the echidna, the feathers of the whistling bird."

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What are echidnas and whistlebirds?

"Two not-too-rare alien species."

"For each of your rituals, the secret organ is the most troublesome. You have to be prepared to spend a lot of money...maybe not just 'money'."