quicksilver blood

Chapter 536 One-Man Army?The army of ten thousand!

Chapter 536 One-Man Army?An army of tens of thousands!

To be precise, it is not a star.Nor is it any existing physical object.

It was a great miracle of ice, a colossal creation that covered the entire sky.

It seems to be a shadow reflected in the Wall of Orm - because this world obviously does not have such a high sky, but it does start to fall from there.Start falling from the inside of the Wall of Orm.

The sky gradually darkened, becoming darker than the night.

Its size is not just as simple as blocking the sun.

If you look straight up from Roland, there can be nothing else in your field of vision.

It's huge enough to fill up the entire cavity blown out by the Titan, and then there's still a lot left.If it was just an ordinary huge ice ball, the impact alone would be enough to smash the entire Titan, and the tsunami and earthquake would destroy half of the civilized world, and at least three people in Farnes would die. More than two-thirds.

But fortunately, those are not physical stars.

That is the inverted sky.That is the projection of the entire Netherland plane.

That is what the world looked like after Roland was frozen, it was another Farnes——

This is Roland's plan - pulling one plane to bombard another.

It's too dangerous to dive into an abyss that is completely polluted by dusk and cannot get the support of a saint, so just smash a world into it.

It's like tunnels that dare not go deep can be filled with poison gas, and closed shelters can only be bombarded with rockets.If you are afraid of the changeable environment, don't go in. Attacking from the other end can also have the same effect.

Instead of bombarding the passage leading to the abyss made by Higgs, it was smashing directly into the abyss through this passage.

If the Higgs channel can't be closed, then don't close it.Roland happened to be able to blast his great magic directly into the abyss through this passage.

The huge dark blue and black stars undoubtedly aroused people's fear and uneasiness.Thinking back to the previous big explosion, many Titans were already kneeling on the ground begging Roland for forgiveness.

At this time, Roland's voice sounded from the sky, and rang in their ears: "You must be afraid! You must pray!"

"Curse the heretics aloud, cut off the rings of the house, and curse the giri of all the rings!"

"They drew demons from the abyss and destroyed the world three times in one month."

"The devils will come from the south, and they will dry up the land, and burn the seas, and thorns will grow out of the fields, and wine will turn into blood, and locusts will come out of the bellies of the dead, and great evil beasts."

"Yet you still praise, for the world is clean!"

"I saved the world three times, burned the thorns with the cleansing fire, froze the sea with frost, and drowned the pagans and demons with the sea water. I swear here that no one who is filthy will step across the clean water. If you Immerse in water and be clean!"

"Praise me, for the holiness of this flowing water—"

When Roland's prayer sounded in front of everyone, he was already in a quite serious crisis.

After the creep is established, the ocean can be regarded as the abyss itself.Only at this time can Roland's meteorite be sure to hit the abyss without actually destroying two-thirds of the world.

But after the creep was set up, Roland also had to face the demons crawling out of the abyss—and his old friend, Bernard the Skinner.

Roland's meteor is based on his own coordinates, so although he can fight with his sword and pray to drive away the demons, he can't take a step back.

He must stand on the creep.

—He must stand on this abyssal land polluted by dusk.

He had to crush the eyeballs staring at him viciously at his feet, kick off the weeds that were like the spine, and wield the quicksilver whip and crystal scepter to fight the demons surrounding him in all directions, without allowing him to take a step back.

Moreover, only Roland's willpower can support him standing here.Apart from him, neither saints nor knights nor priests, their wills would allow them to stand on the soil of the abyss.Only the holy fire on the saint's body can protect them from the devil.

Roland's white robe was stained with the demon's blood. The scepter in his right hand once again ignited a golden flame, cutting the demon approaching him in half like a knife, and then picked it off with the sharp spike at the end of the scepter. The head of another demon.His left arm completely turned into mercury burning with pure white flames. It was sometimes a sword and sometimes a shield. He wore a crown on his head and penetrated deep into the enemy group.

The fierce and explosive holy fire in him shines even brighter in the night sky than the scorching sun during the day.Compared with him, Claudia's gentle and steady burning silver holy fire was as inconspicuous as a light in the sun.

Enraged by the holy light, countless demons flocked to Roland one after another.The ground under his feet was also hostile to him, and flesh and blood condensed into swords and thorns, and kept slashing towards Roland.

But Roland had no fear.

He didn't even force himself into the attitude of origin madness, nor did he continue to pray for the gifts of the mentor and the other two saints, just fighting like a mortal.

His eyes were as firm as a rock, and his blade was unwavering.

Because he is not fighting alone.

"Come back—"

Roland fought with his staff and shouted loudly: "If you still recognize this blue silver flag, if you are still willing to accept me as your king, then come back! Come back with tens of millions of people!"

"—Elucardo!!"

Roland's shouts seemed to be filled with joy. His shadow instantly stretched and expanded dozens of times, expanding like a monster, twisting and laughing wildly.

Countless pitch-black crows flew out from the shadow behind Roland, their scarlet pupils drew red lines across the dim night sky.

"As you wish, my king!"

Men, women, old people, children, saints, sinners... millions of ecstatic laughter burst out at the same time, shouting in response.

Along with the overlapping shouts, Roland's shadow further expanded, even two or three times larger than the hole leading to the abyss.

In the shadow, countless knights in scarlet iron armor slowly emerged from Roland's shadow, and stepped onto the land of the abyss.

They rode on scarlet warhorses and had shields, lances, swords, maces, and battle axes.Fresh blood kept sliding down their bodies, as if they had just stepped out of a pool of blood.

These are hell warriors who drank the potion that Claudia gave them, and were willing to dedicate their lives, will and souls to Roland after death, accepting the assimilation of Elucado, and thus resurrected from the dead.

They are [Elucardo], a knight order with only one person, and the oathkeepers of tens of thousands——

"—as you wish!"

In the front of all Elucado, Elukardo, wearing a captivating blood-colored battle robe and riding on a huge black rhinoceros with a tiger's head and snake tail, laughed wildly, with bloody tears streaming from his eyes.

Under the banner of Cangyin, the king opened up the territory with flesh and blood.

She had waited too long for this day.

"As you wish, His Majesty the Emperor—"

Thousands of voices echoed overlappingly, and the sound of horse hooves roared.

The torrent of scarlet steel smashed over, blasting the demons around Roland into the air, and knocking their bodies back into the abyss.Some knights formed close guards by Roland's side, while others drew their long-handled weapons and rushed into the enemy group, fighting with their lives.

Roland's shadow was like a hole leading to another abyss, and knights kept coming out of it and rushing to the battlefield.

In an instant, the two holes from which new troops were constantly pouring out fell into a stalemate, and a balance of power was reached on the battlefield. Even if the demon wanted to withdraw, he would be stopped by the knights and prevented from escaping.

At this time, the slowly falling Netherland had already approached the sea, and a layer of black frost had begun to condense on the rapidly expanding flesh and blood base.

——The real hell is coming!

(End of this chapter)