The butterfly's wings rolled up a hurricane.
The butterflies, so densely packed that they almost covered the sky, turned into a storm visible to the naked eye and spread out in all directions!
The white hurricane completely obscured Kakarit's figure. Through the white hurricane, you could only vaguely see a vague figure standing in the center of the storm, raising his hands as if embracing the whole world -
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A shallow white halo entwined in the air, suddenly spreading to the surroundings with the roar of a hurricane, blowing away large swaths of white mist.
The city guards kept retreating with fearful expressions on their faces. Even if a thick warmth penetrated their coats and flesh and reached their bone marrow, they could only feel a deeper fear.
The next moment, the stream of light came rushing in.
The white hurricane emitted countless silvery-white comets and white streamers, illuminating the entire dusk sky.
The silver-white comet exploded when it hit the city guard's body, exploding and spraying blood, leaving a huge penetrating wound on the body, and the edges of the wound were horribly scorched. And those who were entangled in those streams of light
Within three seconds, it was suddenly ignited by the silver-white holy fire. It was burned into a handful of ashes before even uttering a cry.
In just the blink of an eye, dozens of people were completely wiped out by Kakarit.
And that's not all he did. Under the roar of the hurricane with a faint white halo, the biting and cold white mist gradually dispersed to the surroundings.
But Kakarit was still not satisfied.
He shouted the name of his mentor and once again expanded the storm's capture range.
Those who had escaped before did not hide. The stream of light ejected from the rapidly expanding white storm completely destroyed them. The reinforcements that had just arrived immediately stopped at the edge of the magic. They did not dare to take a step closer.
The roaring pure white hurricane rotated through the sky, and the clouds in the sky were blown out of a large hole by the strong centrifugal force. The surrounding tombstones were also cut one after another by Kakarit.
Joseph's eyes widened in surprise.
He can guarantee that this is definitely not something that a silver-level priest can do.
Admittedly, it was just a matter of killing a dozen Black Iron-level people. Joseph could also do the same thing easily, and it was even much easier than Kakarit.
But things don't work out that way.
Even though the Everlasting Master will not be obscured by the Great Barrier of Kalal, it is absolutely impossible for Silver alone to be able to cast and maintain this level of magic.
The evidence is Joseph himself. He is now at the highest level of the Silver level, but Joseph asks himself, he is absolutely unable to use magic on this scale.
Kakarit advanced to gold before him.
Just thinking about this, Joseph felt like his heart was being gnawed by a swarm of jealous ants.
Joseph never believed that he was less pious than Kakarit.
You must know that Joseph believed in the mentor with his own consciousness, while Kakarit only believed in Roland's order - it is obvious who is more pious among them.
In this case, there is only one answer——
Am I wrong? Is Kakarit right?
Is Roland really the embodiment of the mentor and the personification of the mentor's authority?
Thinking of this, Joseph's face couldn't help but look a little ugly.
He absolutely cannot agree with this.
Roland, who deprived him of his emotions, and his mentor, who gave his emotions back to him - Joseph could never regard the two as one.
Even though Joseph was a follower of Roland, Joseph did not fully devote his loyalty. From the very beginning, Joseph followed Roland because of the fear of death.
In Joseph's opinion, Roland was just a mortal. Without a mentor, he was nothing.
At that time, if Joseph had been more ruthless, more stupid, more arrogant, more...stupid and launched a direct attack on Roland, even at the cost of his own life, Roland's entire plan would have been disrupted.
However, Joseph was afraid of death. He did not want to die so casually. In the end, he would not even be able to enter the Kingdom of God, and would just return to the underworld like a mortal without faith. What was the difference between that and his life being wasted like this?
With that natural look on his face, Roland accurately stepped on Joseph's bottom line.
Yes. Just as Roland expected, Joseph did not dare to rebel against him. But this does not mean that Joseph did not resent him.
After all, he is a human being. Unlike Kakarit, a "tool" in human skin, Joseph is a person with relatives, friends, and his own views on good and evil.
At the beginning, Roland bet that Joseph would never dare to betray or go against him. Roland completely believed that he could control Joseph, a dog that had a habit of chewing its owner, and did not even put a chain on him.
The kind of self-confidence that seems to know everything and everything is expected can always bring a steady stream of confidence to the people around him. This kind of trust also allowed Joseph to entrust his own trust.
However, Joseph was disappointed later.
Roland's behavior of taking away Joseph's affection just shows that Roland does not have enough control over himself. Moreover, in Joseph's view, this has trampled on his own bottom line.
The ability to take away the emotions of others and turn humans into emotionless tools really frightened and disgusted Joseph.
After experiencing that gloomy world where all impulses were lost, the world lost all color, and there was no difference between living and dead, Joseph expressed that he never wanted to go back under any circumstances.
The reason why Joseph has not betrayed Roland yet is because the Sleeping Mentor asked him to serve Roland, the mentor's chosen one, with his life. Joseph is responsible for his mentor, not Roland.
At the moment when he was healed by his mentor in the white tower, Joseph glimpsed the mentor's true form for a moment. It was undoubtedly a much greater existence than the God of Darkness, and could even be said to be the ultimate in the world.
After seeing such greatness again, and then looking back to think about the dark god that he worshiped as the supreme god, Joseph almost laughed out loud.
The smell of counterfeit things came to my face. That was no longer the difference between adults and children... This was not a gap that could exist within the same species at all.
Joseph now envied Roland extremely, and was even a little jealous.
If possible, Joseph would like to replace Roland now. But Joseph is not stupid, he also knows the huge gap between himself and Roland in the heart of his mentor.
Because of this, Joseph was so cold towards Kakarit.
Because he knew that Kakarit and himself were completely opposite.
If he followed Roland's orders because of his mentor, then Kakarit followed Roland's orders to believe in his mentor.
This behavior seemed to Joseph to be simply blasphemy. It seemed to say that Roland was greater than his mentor.
No, no...
Joseph silently clenched his right fist, and a dim yellow light flashed in his eyes.
We absolutely cannot admit that Kakarit is correct.
"I will definitely prove it...I will definitely prove it to them..."
Joseph murmured, and the dim yellow in his eyes jumped twice, and then was covered with silvery gray again.
Not yet.
Must be patient...
At this moment, a system prompt suddenly flashed before Roland's eyes:
【Tell them to shut up(2/4)】
"..."
Roland frowned, looked at the white whirlwind that penetrated the sky in the northwest, and understood something.
He was probably killed by Joseph.
"Thank you, Joseph."
Chapter completed!