In one minute and forty seconds, all the innocent souls in the Tomb of Thousand Heads were cleared away.
[You expelled 1021 innocent souls and extracted the original power... You finally got 612 experience points]
[You get the characteristic word of compassion]
Words of compassion (personal characteristics)
Effect: The damage of all types of dispels to the undead will be increased by 80%, and the damage to the undead will be increased by 50%.
——May the Lord have mercy on this sad soul.
...it's pretty good.
Roland nodded reluctantly.
Dispelling thousands of wronged souls in one go will definitely give you the attribute, but Roland personally prefers a holy song that can play half of the dispersing effect before the prayer is completed, or one that can dispel it again in a short time with small power after the dispersal is successful.
Traits of the Master of Dispersion.
At the very least, what he got was words of compassion, not mass characteristics such as proficiency in dispelling or proficiency in rebuke.
For Roland, although the words of compassion hardly improved his combat power in the short term, it gave Roland a way to silence the undead.
Although the mourner's baptismal chant is said to be the best in reading for walking zombies of the same level, before he obtains this feature, his baptismal chant cannot dispel the undead.
If it cannot even cause damage, its mourning chant feature cannot be triggered at all, and there is no way to erase the immortality of the undead.
But now, he can completely kill the undead.
Roland still remembered that there was an undead priest who was paralyzed by him and was picked up by Falina.
Not to mention other undead, at least that undead, Roland must deal with it as soon as possible.
Although Esther helped Roland take the blame, sooner or later Roland's troubles in the City of Fortune would be spread. Roland didn't want to stop anything - or in other words, he just wanted the people in the White Tower to realize his
Be cruel and kill yourself as soon as possible.
After all, one of the conditions for the promotion of the mourner to the death crow is to put himself in a state of being "recognized as dead". In other words, Roland will have to fake his death sooner or later.
But as a voter of the sleeping mentor, he couldn't disgrace his boss - since he was going to die, why not die in a more spectacular way?
He planned to play a big game when he got to the White Tower. He would first make a fortune, then become famous, and finally let himself be caught and executed.
The only flaw of this plan was that for a period of time after Roland was "executed", he was almost isolated from the world. If something happened outside, he would not be able to manage it easily.
Under such circumstances, allowing a priest of an evil god - especially a priest of the god of decay and disease to run around outside, would cause too much harm.
You know, by the time Roland returns to society in another identity, the White Tower has probably collapsed. The revival of the plague is about to begin, and the first person Roland has to clean up is the God of Decay and Disease.
He didn't want the plague he had finally cultivated to block someone else's wedding.
All the thoughts in Roland's mind were fleeting. He took one last look at the bright red magic circle that started to shine in the middle of the main hall, but walked directly to the back hall without stopping.
Roland lowered his head and glanced at the silver bracelet hanging on his wrist. Looking at the speed of the characters on it, he confirmed that Claudia was relatively safe now.
Because Roland had successfully used the baptismal chant to clear away all the innocent souls, surprisingly, he now had much more time than he had imagined.
After a total of more than 300 steps, Roland arrived at the door of the apse.
The material of this gate is different from the obsidian outside. It is a winged tree that is very rare in Kalar.
Roland reached out and touched the cold door with a complicated expression.
While inheriting the heavy material of the wing tree, this door is also as strong as steel. No matter in terms of appearance or effect, it is no different from a steel door.
So the question arises - why isn't this door simply made of metal?
"Of course I'm afraid of rust."
Roland raised the corner of his mouth mockingly, and without hesitation raised his foot and kicked the door away.
Instantly, the blood accumulated behind the door spurted out. About half a hand high of blood spurted toward Roland from the lower end of the door, instantly making Roland's black leather boots shine.
The girl with long blond hair was kneeling on the ground with her head hanging. Her hands were spread out to both sides, behind which was a huge horizontal wooden board, and her two wrists were nailed to it with rusty steel nails.
And her abdomen was penetrated by a broken-edged Karal sword and nailed to the wooden board behind her. As she struggled and breathed weakly, streams of blood spurted out from her abdomen to the ground like a fountain.
From Roland's perspective, it was like she was nailed to an inverted cross.
"...Ro, Roland?"
She raised her head in confusion, her voice dry and hoarse.
"Save me! Save me! Please save me quickly!"
As if she suddenly realized something, she struggled and cried, the flesh and blood of her hands almost torn apart.
The long and beautiful hair that was once as bright as liquid gold now looks dull due to long-term torture.
Her golden hair was messy and fluttering, revealing the face of the person behind her——
It's Claudia.
"I'm coming - just hold on!"
Roland shouted loudly.
His face was full of anxiety. He took three steps and two steps at a time, almost jogging all the way to Claudia.
"Roland, thank you..."
Before Claudia could finish her thanks, a pale blue dagger was pierced through her throat and nailed to the wooden stake behind her.
After that, Roland mercilessly put his foot on the Kalal sword in her abdomen, causing it to stab deeper.
"……Why?"
"Claudia"'s throat was penetrated, but she made a neighing sound like an insect.
Up to now, her face is still full of hatred, confusion and the pain of betrayal - it can be said that she is full of drama.
At this time, the anxiety on Roland's face had completely dissipated.
His face was dull and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"As far as acting is concerned, it is worthy of praise. At least it is much more reliable than the one outside."
Roland said slowly, his right hand slowly pressed on the dagger inserted in "Claudia"'s throat, and exerted force bit by bit——
"How did you discover me? Logically speaking, I shouldn't have exposed any flaws."
"Claudia" said in a voice full of confusion.
Roland just smiled and shook his head.
"You underestimate Claudia. She is far smarter than you think."
"The Crowley family has a crystal wood garden, which can be seen from the dense crystal wood ornaments on Claudia's body."
"She made some preparations before setting off on this trip. It is very likely that she had expected that there would be a terrible monster that could transform other people and abduct her, so she deliberately threw away her bracelet.
He put on a pair of ordinary silver bracelets and hid them in the priest's robe."
"Before, she deliberately lost her right bracelet. It's the one I'm wearing now."
"In other words, you should only have a silver bracelet on your left hand now."
"Then please explain why you wear crystal wooden bracelets engraved with divine patterns on both hands?"
Roland read word by word: "When did you copy the image of Claudia? This enemy of Kabbalah?"
Thinking of Claudia's rescue of him when he first entered this world, Roland's silver-gray eyes were cold and ruthless, but anger gradually ignited in his eyes. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! Mobile phone Users please visit http://m.piotian.net