Behind Bernard, a huge shadow with eyes as tall as two people stared at Roland.
The skin of the eyeball is fragile and transparent, with countless colorful and slender little snakes crawling inside the eyeball, and the shape of the eyeball is constantly changing due to the squeezing of these little snakes.
In the very center of the eyeball, the only place without a small snake, is a circle formed by two black snakes that are close to the eyeball and devouring each other's tails. Any small snake that touches this dim yellow circle will neigh and twist.
It formed into a ball of flesh and blood and then exploded, releasing a violent dim yellow light.
Just by seeing those huge eyes, Roland felt his heart twitching, his blood stagnating, and his mind being dragged into some kind of cold and sticky abyss, as if there was some kind of aquatic creature with mucus gently caressing his body.
The disgusting and slippery feeling of friction immediately made Roland wake up from the edge of rage.
Under Higgs' gaze, the barrier of will that Roland used to separate the "chaos-prone" elements was instantly shattered.
As the foundation stone of the "chaos-prone" element was directly integrated into Roland's soul under the catalysis of Higgs, Roland's silver-gray pupils suddenly began to faintly flicker with a faint yellow light.
At the same time, with Higgs's eyeball as the center, everything in the surrounding world fluctuated, becoming abstract and exaggerated.
"Higgs...?"
Roland sighed and exhaled a breath of black gas with a moist and putrid smell.
He seemed to be able to see the breath he exhaled burning in the air, flowing and turning into small black snakes with wings, twisting in the air. It let out a terrifying scream, and then broke into black and purple butterflies and tentacles wrapped around him.
Own.
It was a moist, sticky and cold touch. It was reminiscent of earthworms, peppercorns, cola sprinkled on the body and dried grape skins.
However, Roland's expression was extremely dull.
He has no fear or madness.
Because at that moment, Roland realized what was driving his will just now.
That was the mentor's murderous intention.
Pointing directly at Bernard’s murderous intention——
Without hesitation, Roland once again sank his mind into the silver-gray tranquil lake shining with beautiful light in his heart.
This time he will take the initiative to enter madness. If the link with his mentor is more consistent, he will probably be able to maintain his will under the glare of the dusk species.
...However, something seems to be different this time.
Just after the dark runes reappeared on Roland's pale skin, the haze in Roland's eyes suddenly spread, completely covering Roland's entire eye sockets. Immediately, there was armor-like bone on Roland's skin.
The membrane began to emerge, and two twisted spiral wings of light began to emerge behind him.
But at this moment, an extremely bright blue light suddenly shone out from the inside of Roland's body without any warning, and the layer of bone armor was immediately washed away. Roland's hazy yellow pupils fluctuated violently, and then unwillingly
It stabilized and turned into an extremely pure emerald color.
Roland raised his head, his emerald green eyes shining with extremely strong killing intent.
Although he wanted to say a few more pleasantries and say some cool lines in the end, Roland could hardly say anything due to his violently pumping heart.
Roland could only shout: "Woe to the world! Woe to the land and the sea!"
The bright red boiling murderous intention continued to rise like a tightened clockwork. Roland immersed himself wholeheartedly in the great will of his mentor and prayed loudly: "I saw the people conquering each other with swords and worshiping clay puppets with blood.
"And I saw the people playing with their women in the fields, and stabbing their lord in the back with daggers."
"So, I tell you truthfully, this world is in trouble!"
"——Exactly! Exactly!!"
Bernard danced excitedly and shouted in response.
Although he and Roland had different positions, this prayer struck his heart like a thunderbolt word by word.
This was exactly what he wanted to say but couldn't. He shouted Higgs' name excitedly and prayed one after another at a very fast speed in an indistinct voice.
Bernard had lost his hostility towards Roland at this time.
The moment the shadow behind him appeared, he unleashed Higgs' Punishment and Higgs' Discipline on Roland, but with little effect. Roland was not even injured at all.
From this, Bernard understood deeply that Roland was also chosen by Higgs.
What the enemy of Kabbalah said was undoubtedly nonsense to sow discord.
Rather, it’s a good thing I didn’t hurt Roland…
"My friend! My friend Roland!"
Bernard shouted in a trembling and vague voice: "You went on the right path but entered the wrong door! Turn back! There's still time..."
At this moment, a huge cloud of dust rolled up, choking the second half of Bernard's sentence.
A huge shadow appeared vaguely behind Roland.
It was a cleric doll that seemed to be sewn from sand. Its hands were tied to its chest with threads, making a prayer gesture. The black robe that covered its calves was flying wildly backwards under the howling wind.
, forming an inverted triangle shape.
Even if it flashed away, Roland could realize that it was not the image of Narola.
But from the feedback of his will, Roland clearly felt that it was also a part of the eternal sleep mentor——
Who is it?
Roland searched his memory, but couldn't find this person.
But at this time, the boiling murderous intention in his heart had made Roland's will begin to become blurred.
The mouth of the puppet behind him opened slightly and made no sound, but it was completely synchronized with Roland's prayer: "My heart is grieved, and my back and abdomen are split. I loudly asked for justice from the teacher, and the tears and blood came out of my eyes,
"
"If you have eyes, look at it. Your time is running out—"
Roland clasped his hands in front of his chest, and his emerald-like eyes burst into a large ball of silver-white light.
In the midst of Roland's singing, a hymn like a void resounded in the sky.
An extremely strong sense of peace appeared in Bernard's heart. He almost cried with joy.
"When the cleansing trumpet blows, fire will come out of my mouth and dry up your flesh and blood and turn it into nothing!"
The silver-white holy light fell from the sky and hit hard, completely covering Bernard and the phantom of the eyeballs behind him.
Almost instantly, the blurry eyeball shadow was washed away, and the distorted world in Roland's eyes suddenly returned to normal.
Without hesitation, Roland charged and struck with a blitz, splitting Bernard's head open in an instant.
While Bernard was in the light pillar, his body's recovery speed became extremely slow. Roland changed his right hand back to its original shape, held down Bernard's head and smashed it heavily to the ground, locking it firmly within the range of the light pillar.
Give him no chance to escape, and don't let him use the chance to chant magical spells.
Roland's left knee firmly pressed Bernard's right hand to the ground, and the frost that gathered on the ground had already frozen the ground under his right hand, leaving him unable to touch the frost formed by Roland's magic.
Let him touch the ground.
Roland used too much force and crushed Bernard's head. Under Roland's heavy blow, a small pit was formed in the ground with Bernard's head as the center.
But Bernard is not dead yet.
His crazily trembling blood-red eyeballs emerged from Roland's fingers. He stared at Roland without any struggle, showing a joyful and crazy smile: "I'm waiting for you! Roland! My friend! I'm waiting for you!"
"I'm waiting for you! I'm waiting for you! I'm waiting for you! I'm waiting for you -"
Finally, in the silver-white life and pure white holy light, Bernard completely turned into fly ash. With Bernard's death, the shadow behind Roland also gradually dissipated, and the runes on his body faded away.
The hair lost its dazzling luster and fell quietly back to her shoulders.
However, Roland's pupils are still the pure emerald, which will no longer fade. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net