Pure white flames burned brightly in Roland's eyes.
The embrace of eternal sleep on his body was roasted by the pure white holy fire, and its color became transparent.
The dirt inside was burned away by the fire, and the transparent robe burned with pure white holy fire, like gentle closed hands holding Roland up.
Behind the coat made of pure white flames, there are light wings composed of spiral light strips that are fading away bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye. The outermost end of the light strip is burning at a speed of seven or eight inches per second, as if
The fuse generally turned into silver stars scattered into the sky.
Like the light wings behind him, the holy light on Roland's waist-length black hair has not completely dissipated. The silver-white particles rendered Roland's long black hair into a bright silver color, flickering in the pure white flames.
Dazzling light.
He held up the long sword made of the holy fire, like a child, like a heroic girl, and his clear and clear voice sounded: "Woe to this world! Woe to this land and the sea!"
With a click, large horizontal cracks appeared on the long sword in his hand. As Roland swung it to the right, the seven-meter-long long sword, which was not usable by humans at all, cracked one by one and turned into one piece.
A whip sword with one section.
At the same time, the flaming cross behind Roland also melted.
It was like a melting candle, but the speed was much faster than that. Silently, the tower-like cross suddenly collapsed, turning into a white flame as thick as magma, and rushed towards Roland.
But the Elucados were still trapped together by the thorns formed by the holy fire and the net bag with the inverted blade, and there was no possibility of stopping Roland from continuing to pray.
Unlike "Roland" who is completely irrational and only relies on physical instinct to act, Roland's fighting is very methodical and his thinking is clear enough.
That's not even a player-developed routine like entanglement, but the most basic common sense that any aboriginal priest should know - at least restrain the enemy before amplifying the move, right?
As the magma-like viscous silver holy fire behind him collapsed, which was ten times larger than Roland's body, the light wings behind Roland seemed to feel something, and stretched back as hard as they could to meet the slowly rolling fire behind them.
Holy fire.
When it came into contact with the huge holy fire block that was more than ten meters high, a blazing white light that was several times more dazzling than the rising sun filled the air.
Although the light only lasted for an instant, not even half a second, the thorns of the holy fire seemed to be real vines. They began to grow crazily when they were exposed to this pure holy light, and instantly destroyed Eluka.
They were so submerged that they were almost invisible.
In the world outside the wall of thorns built by the holy fire, Roland's prayer sounded very clearly in their ears.
"I saw the people playing with their women in the fields and piercing the king's back with daggers. I knew that this generation was in trouble."
"I also saw the people fighting each other with swords and worshiping clay idols and wooden images with their blood. Then I knew that this generation was in great trouble—"
The sound of metal friction, like a heavy sword dragging on the ground, gradually sounded in Roland's prayers and became louder and louder: "——My heart is grieved, and my back and belly are torn apart."
"I cried out to my teacher for justice, and tears and blood came out of my eyes."
As Roland's prayers became louder and louder, the surrounding holy fire gradually calmed down.
As Roland prayed, the height of the white flame, which was originally more than three meters high, dropped again and again. Finally, it was lying on the ground, flowing like water.
And the thorns that originally bound Elcard gradually melted away, gradually flowing to the ground like water, burning quietly.
At this moment, Elucard was finally freed from the shackles of the holy fire. However, it seemed as if he was being pressed heavily on his back by something invisible, making his movements slow and his limbs stiff.
Without the holy fire dancing around him, Roland's originally pure white robe gradually became transparent, and the hem and boots turned into nothingness. Now Roland's robe can only cover his calves. The corners of the hem are still burning with pure white.
Dots of flames burned at an extremely slow speed.
He just stepped on the scorched earth with his bare feet, walking step by step.
The spiraling light belt behind him has been completely wrapped in the holy fire. The wings of the flame are shaking, and sporadic silver light spots are constantly scattered.
Blossoming silver-white flames suddenly rose on the ground where Roland walked, burning quietly and long-lasting.
He held a whip sword burning with blazing holy fire, and there was a flame burning quietly in the depths of his mercury-like pupils.
This is the Immaculate Chant, a prayer to bring the Immaculate Hell, which is forever burning with the holy fire, to the world.
It is the place of execution for devils. Any devil who makes a big mistake in hell will be thrown into the Immaculate Hell and be baptized by the eternal holy fire.
Here, the holy fire is not very intense and will not burn the devil directly to ashes.
But that doesn't mean these sacred fires can't harm them.
To be precise, the holy fire here is like a tide - it will first corrode them like strong acid, and then heal them.
You can't live, you can't die.
That's what I'm talking about.
After the sins of these sinners are atonement, a blazing sun-like holy light will descend on the world, completely purifying the wicked people wailing in the sea of holy fire and throwing them into reincarnation.
The chant of dirt is to continuously sanctify the surrounding places and continuously suppress and weaken the surrounding evil creatures. When it is detected that their resistance to the holy power has been weakened enough to be severely injured by a single blow,
A huge beam of light will fall from the sky and clear the surrounding area.
In the game, this is a magical skill that is not very rare, but quite rare.
It has three abilities: cripple evil creatures and reduce their magical resistance, constantly purify the surrounding environment, and the last beam of light.
If it can be chanted completely, the power of the last beam of light is enough to instantly kill the undead and underground races of the same level.
Of course, the last beam of light will also drain out all the divine grace in the priest's body. The greater the consumption, the more powerful it will be.
What Roland needs most is not the third ability, but the second.
He originally needed to use the baptismal chant to appease Elucardo - but with the new Unsullied chant, which would not cause any harm and was therefore safer, Roland did not want to use the sword rain of the baptismal chant to pacify Eluka again and again.
Lucado woke up.
"If you have eyes, go and see. Your time is running out—"
In the midst of Roland's singing, a hymn like a void resounded in the sky.
An extremely strong sense of peace appeared in Elucardo's heart.
Elucard's body was almost numb, and he was half asleep and half awake, completely losing his outline.
Gradually, she was soothed by the unique magic of Changmian Mentor. The twisted flesh on her body was gradually eliminated and retracted into her body, revealing the snow-white skin underneath.
At the same time, a figure appeared in front of Roland without warning.
"The lackey of the gods! What do you want--"
“When the cleansing trumpet blows and fire comes out of my mouth, it will burn your flesh to dryness—”
But Roland didn't hesitate at all.
On the contrary, he also sped up his speech.
Huge wings of fire flapped behind Roland, and Roland swung his whip sword fiercely towards the strange wizard who had just appeared in the sky! (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net