The air was boiling, and something invisible erupted from Roland's body.`
With Roland as the center, layers of silver-gray thin lines emerged in the void.
It's like a scene like a rose in full bloom - lines formed by folding silver-gray arcs condense into petal-like shapes in the air.
Silver-gray light bloomed from Roland's body, flickering brightly and darkly like breathing, becoming more and more dazzling, as if Roland's entire body had become a living sun walking on the ground——
That is definitely not a posture that humans can have.
The rich divine grace overflowing from Roland dyed the sky and the earth silver-white, and even the air became viscous and expanded.
Even if they are wearing armor, people can feel the air becoming scorching hot. It is like being in a furnace. Just breathing the scorching air will make the nose sore. The dry and hot air pours into the trachea, giving people...
To suffer severe pain like torture.
The scorching heat wave hit their faces, and they couldn't open their eyes at all. And it was useless even if they closed their eyes, the strong light seemed to penetrate the eyelids. People had to stretch out their hands to block their eyes, and walked with their heads down, not daring to look straight.
Look at Roland's posture at this time.
At the same time, their exposed skin quickly became dry and dehydrated, and their hair lost its luster and became dry. The skin exposed to direct sunlight even became hot and red, as if it had been burned by steam.
The idea of taking the opportunity to attack Roland did not even appear in their minds.
Even if they take a step forward, they can clearly feel that the scorching heat in the air has doubled, and their dehydration rate has accelerated. Just three steps forward, the scorching air is enough to make the fabrics on their bodies emit a faint black smoke.
.
If he really wanted to attack Roland, he would probably be burned to ashes before he could reach him.
Even the Embers did not dare to let the pure holy light fall on themselves. They turned their backs directly, and the entire face of the person who was accidentally exposed to the holy light was scorched black. Even the snow-white bones
All exposed.
"Sinners, you should repent!"
At this moment, a rumbling sound like thunder sounded in the air.
However, at this time, the coalition forces were no longer as comfortable as they were at the beginning, listening to the huge prayers ringing in the air.
After feeling the lethality of the surging silver-white light, they couldn't help but have a question in their hearts:
No...it's really going to fail, right?
Although they rejected such an idea at the first time, such suspicion has been buried in their hearts. It has grown rapidly with Roland's power——
"You should repent! Because you are in great trouble! You and this generation are in great trouble!"
Roland prayed loudly. More burning light surged through him.
"When I see you attacking each other with swords, and when I see you piercing the monarch's back with daggers, I know that you are all in trouble!"
In Roland's thunderous rumbling voice, people retreated hastily. Fear used the sound as a medium to pour from their ears into their blood vessels, making their heartbeats become more and more intense.
Their fingers have begun to tremble, and their legs have become cold and weak.
At this time, Roland was like the sun setting on the ground.
The earth dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, cracks spread from Roland's feet, and the air became distorted.
The amazing thing is that the light seems to be lethal only to people outside the city.
The people in the city seemed to be able to clearly see the battlefield filled with scorching light. As the people gradually retreated, their cheers became more crazy and intense.
In the city, many people shed tears and knelt on the ground, sobbing and chanting Tire's name. Others screamed and cheered with joy, hugging and kissing everyone around them.
The Pope's expression at this moment has become extremely bad.
His face was gloomy and he looked at Roland displeased.
"Lord Marco, I'm going to take care of it first. That bastard Pope still has a few brushes."
Finally, he couldn't help but said to the bald man next to him: "After all, he is not on the same level as these people."
"Well, you might as well try it."
I don’t know which point I recognized. Marco agreed.
The old pope nodded slightly and walked out from directly behind the crowd.
As he walked, he spoke softly: "Look, my lord——"
An old and majestic voice sounded in the air for no reason.
Without warning, the shadow of a huge golden scale appeared in the sky.
"——A mere mortal dares to make arbitrary decisions!"
Amidst the roar of the old pope, the dark golden light uncle, which was dozens of meters thick, shined from one end of the scale like thunder and struck directly at Roland.
At that moment, the whole world seemed to have lost its voice.
The next moment, an unimaginable loud noise sounded.
The shock wave alone lifted up the entire earth, and pieces of the ground cracked and were thrown into the air.
Dust and gravel directly buried Roland. The violent golden electric light penetrated Roland's position and poured into the earth. The deeper layers of the earth were cracked layer by layer, and Roland's position continued to collapse downward. It could be felt even in the city.
The ground shook violently, and the broken rocks falling from the city wall bounced at high speed.
Not to mention a mere human being. Even a giant dragon would be knocked to the verge of death by this blow. Even Jupiter IV would be evaporated directly if he was caught off guard by a sneak attack.`
However, just when the old pope was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Roland's voice sounded in the air again:
"You say, just a mortal?"
In the dust and gravel, silver-gray light danced restlessly.
"I praise the teacher! I seek her justice here."
"And you have no choice but to comply and claim to be——"
As Roland prayed, the silver-gray luster exploded, revealing Roland, who was completely unscathed.
Roland raised his head and slowly looked at Pope La, who was hiding in the crowd.
There was no error. His emotionless eyes looked in a certain direction without hesitation.
For a moment, the fear of being targeted by something indescribable suddenly arose in the heart of the old pope.
"No...this is..."
He murmured and couldn't help but take a step back.
But before he could finish speaking, Roland's last prayer was hit hard!
"——This world has no words to listen to! You should just bow down and listen to the teachings until you sleep!"
The silver-gray light spread rapidly at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye. It spread directly from Roland's feet to the old Pope's feet.
Tentacles like mercury sprang out of the light without warning, and the tip was like an awl, directly piercing the old pope's throat!
The attack speed of the tentacle was as fast as lightning. The old pope had obviously seen it, but his body could not avoid it.
He is old after all.
But even though his throat was penetrated and his cervical vertebra was penetrated, the old pope did not die on the spot.
I saw his body quickly disintegrating. In the blink of an eye, it turned into pure holy light.
However, the moment he turned into the holy light, several illusory chains once again emerged from the depths of the light, tightly locking his spiritual body.
The next moment, Roland appeared in front of him silently and grabbed the old pope's forehead.
From his previous position to the old Pope, everyone froze and gradually turned into mercury dripping on the ground, melting into the halo at Roland's feet.
A palm-length silver-gray scythe stretched out silently from Roland's chest and hung gently on the neck of the old pope's spiritual body.
"You mean, just a mortal?"
Roland repeated.
Emerald green pupils filled with runes stared straight at the old pope. Snake-like scales gradually emerged on Roland's cheeks and then dimmed. Two silver-white spiral wings behind him slowly rotated, constantly extracting
With the power in the void.
Before he could answer, the tip of the sickle sank directly into the old pope's neck.
The pain, as if his soul was being sucked away, caused his spirit body to fluctuate violently, and the silver-gray crystal with golden light was slowly wrapped around the tip of the sickle like silk.
After that, the sickle was gradually withdrawn, and the old pope's soul fragments and all his divine grace were carried by the sickle and submerged into Roland's body.
In an instant, the pale golden Holy Light human form shattered like a bubble. The older Pope's body emerged again.
The difference was that the left side of his face was covered in blood and flesh. The bones were exposed. It was as if he had been attacked by some huge beast.
He kept breathing heavily, his eyes filled with fear.
At this time, he had lost all his divine grace and was no different from any ordinary person who believed in Ra.
Finally, at this point, Pope La finally realized what he had overlooked.
This is definitely not an ability that the priests of Tyr can possess——
No matter who is standing in front of him, he is definitely not the new Pope of Tire!
What's ridiculous is that he also used the divine spell targeted at Tyr's priests. That was a sure blow to any priest with any domain, and was enough to break through any conventional defense.
...no wonder it didn't have any effect.
Because he is not the pastor of Tire at all.
"You... are not from Tyr..."
The old pope just tried to speak, but found that he couldn't say a word.
He was stunned for a moment, then tried again.
Just like before, he didn't hear any sound. Not even the sound of swallowing saliva or the sound of tongue flicking on the roof of his mouth.
The next moment, fear climbed directly into his heart.
No one is more afraid of being deaf or mute than a clergy. If they cannot hear the voice of the gods and cannot say the words of prayer, the meaning of their existence will be erased.
"Yes, you guessed it right."
Roland said softly.
After hearing Roland's voice, the old pope's inner fear inexplicably faded a lot.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
Roland just stared at him quietly, motionless.
People around him kept trying to save him, but no matter whether they were approaching or trying to use magic, they would freeze suddenly, and then fall to the ground drop by drop like melted candles, melting into Roland's holy light.
"It is true that I am not the Pope of Tire, I am not even his pastor. I believe in the mentor... the dormant mentor Narola. Why, you haven't heard of it?"
The old pope shook his head desperately.
Roland just smiled gently and took a step back.
"By the way," he suddenly said, "does your god show you any miracles?"
"……certainly."
After Roland stayed away from him, the old pope's uneasy mood calmed down a lot.
Unexpectedly, he found that he could speak.
He has seen very clearly that since he is not dead yet, he must have a reason to live.
Otherwise, this lunatic would probably have killed himself long ago.
So, he had no choice but to answer honestly: "Of course the God Ra will show us miracles...if we pray to him."
"Oh? For example?" Roland asked curiously.
"For example, let everyone in the world who violated the contract signed with him suffer cardiac arrest and die suddenly, or force the debtors to pay the price, or let the escapees go back to prison, that's probably it..."
The old pope replied calmly.
It can be seen from his expression that he is very proud of this.
But Roland laughed out loud.
He mocked without mercy: "Can this be called a miracle?"
"...That's what you said."
There was no strange color on the old pope's face, he just lowered his head and said yes.
Nothing strange could be seen on his face, as if he sincerely recognized what Roland said.
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