Roland chanted, and the silver-gray light spots around him turned into illusory feathers, which seemed to be blown by the strong wind, rolled up, and then spread out in the air, floating around and falling slowly.
Under the shroud of light feathers, there were densely packed corpses crawling around. The number within Roland's field of vision alone exceeded three digits.
It seems that the number of these dead people alone does not meet the concept of a black iron level copy, but in fact this is not a problem.
In a normal process, Roland should first blow up the heads hanging from the ceiling, then avoid the shaking witch and the wall of limbs, enter the inner hall and defeat the seven bosses respectively.
In these seven boss battles, on average, each boss will summon nearly a hundred souls of vengeance. After defeating all these bosses, return to the main hall, pull out the Kalal Sword, and kill all the bosses.
Defeat all the remaining enemies, start the final boss battle, and finally get the loot.
But because this is where a copy of Witcher T1 is produced, many people will make a special trip here to get a few parts before practicing the Witcher trumpet. Naturally, they don't want to see these plots that they have seen countless times and waste several hours.
So they developed the Thousand Heads Tomb Ippo Ryu.
Compared to other one-wave dungeons, Tomb of a Thousand Heads is the simplest one in a sense.
There are no requirements for positioning, no pre-requisite characteristics or special items. As long as you enter the dungeon and directly insert the sword into the wall, you can directly fight the final boss after clearing all the ghosts in one go.
Just like Roland just did.
As long as he pulls out this sword, all the remaining dead in the Thousand Heads Tomb will wake up at the same time and show their claws to him.
It is difficult even for a Silver-level priest to drive away a thousand innocent souls in one go.
But Roland had to do it.
Under normal circumstances, the time to conquer Tomb of Thousand Heads is four hours.
This refers to the time it takes for five black iron-level professionals wearing average equipment to conquer this dungeon after becoming familiar with the mechanism and how to play the boss.
Roland definitely doesn't have that skill.
If, as Roland thought, Claudia was really hanging in the ritual circle inside the Thousand Heads Tomb, she would only have half an hour to live at most.
In other words, Roland must clear out all the dead within ten minutes and directly launch the final boss wave to have the only hope of saving Claudia.
Roland slid backwards to avoid the skinned wizard falling from the sky, and then kicked it away.
These guys are different from corpses that are gradually festering. Although they are essentially dead, they do not have the same immortality as corpses that are gradually festering.
These wizards are just replaying the moment before their death every day. As long as you kill them again as normal people, they will temporarily lose their activity and wait for dusk to come and resurrect again that night.
In other words, as long as Roland pierces their hearts or brains with the Blue Fang in his hand, these fragile guys will fall down immediately.
But this is not possible.
Because Roland decided to grant them a long sleep, and only enemies killed by Roland's baptismal chant will lose their immortality.
In other words, as long as Roland stabs them to death and misses this long sleep, they don't know how long they will have to wait——
"Never forget to sing, never forget to pray, never forget to sleep!"
As Roland sang more and more high-pitched, the silver-gray feathers floating around him condensed into sharp needles, falling densely downward like rain.
All the ghosts pierced by the silver needles became obviously much more transparent. As the rain of needles fell, some ghosts began to lose their color completely and shattered on the ground like illusory crystals.
But Roland frowned.
The Great Barrier of Karal suppresses priests very seriously.
He prayed in Astral Language, and the language itself has considerable magic power.
If Roland was singing in a place other than Karar, then he should be surrounded by a ring composed of Astral Language words. And those feathers should not be illusory silver-gray light feathers, but as if they were carefully carved.
It is as transparent as black crystal and the texture can be seen clearly, like a feather like a work of art.
Those needle pricks as thick as a baby's little finger will be magnified many times and become a sharp cross the size of an adult's palm.
Let alone the dead or the Twilight Species. It should have enough lethality even for ordinary people.
"Entrust me, learn from me. Obey me - rest in my hands! Your sins will be oiled and sealed -"
In this underground place where there should only be dim candlelight, a silver-grey halo flickered, covering the entire ceiling.
While Roland continued to sing slowly, he frowned and looked at the more and more dead people around him.
Tsk…
Not to mention just killing them with chants, if you let them get any closer, even Roland's own life would be in danger——
So Roland immediately made up his mind.
The black robe on his body moved without any wind. Under the thin robe, it was like a group of snakes dancing, with traces bulging out, and dozens of vines gushing out from his sleeves, collar and hem.
Roland replaced most of his natural energy with the most common entanglement technique, and rushed towards the dead around him, leaving only a healing touch of natural energy to prepare for Claudia's death.
As soon as these vines joined the battle, Roland's pressure suddenly eased a lot.
Several vines intertwined with each other, forming the same shape as wings and tail, and kept waving to the side, constantly pushing back the dead.
Roland didn't ask for these vines to hold the dead in place - just give him half a minute.
The syllables of Astral Language, that is, the language of God, are too complex. The content is not only contained in the sound, but also the rhythm and the emotion when speaking also affect the meaning of this sentence.
Maybe when Roland becomes the earthly representative of Mentor Everlasting Sleep, everything will be much simpler, but now that he has just joined this boss, everything must follow the rules——
Roland used the scabbard of the Blue Fang to repel a witch that was swinging towards him, and shouted loudly:
"——May the Lord have mercy on this sad soul!"
Suddenly, the ceiling, which was spread with dim silver-gray light, shone with an extremely bright light.
The next moment, silver needles that were noisier than thunder and denser than heavy rain poured out from the ceiling and crashed into the ground, making continuous rumbling noises that drowned all the dead.
The rumble lasted for more than ten seconds.
After the dust dispersed, not a single light needle remained on the ground, only a dense layer of crystal powder.
The silver-gray light reflected on the ceiling gradually dissipated, and the powders disintegrated and disappeared almost at the same time.
The next moment, thousands of people's thanks echoed in Roland's ears, but they were as harmonious and beautiful as a chorus without any noise.
"May your souls rest in peace."
Roland nodded and accepted the gratitude with a smile. From this, he felt the peace of his soul that he had never experienced before. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! For mobile phone users, please visit http:// m.piaotian.net