Insect-like rustling sounds came faintly from all around, from far to near, covering it from all directions.
Although it looks similar, what spews out of the pit is not actually lava. In other words, it has nothing to do with magma at all.
That is something alive.
That's a walking monster.
Just by looking at it from a distance, you will feel how terrifying it is.
Kelmorra couldn't help but tremble and took a step back unconsciously.
He had already realized the true form of the gushing lava.
——They were countless dark red microscopic beetles, about the size of a quarter of a fingernail. Each beetle was emitting terrible heat and flashing with a dim yellow light.
They continued to move forward, climbed on the sea surface, and surged with the waves.
These extremely frivolous magma floated away like dust after touching the sea surface, coating the sea surface with a thin dark red film.
Afterwards, these dark red beetles quickly expanded, darkened in color, and transformed into another creature at a speed visible to the naked eye. After each beetle expanded, its volume was dozens of times its original size, and they were tightly combined in
At the same time, the quality became unexpectedly heavy.
In just a few breaths, a small island with a radius of several hundred meters was created, and at the same time it was rapidly expanding at a rate of nearly one hundred square meters per second.
But the island is not made of rock or soil. It is black, hard biological flesh.
The texture of the muscles on the ground is so distinct that it can be distinguished with the naked eye. There are some scattered scales and bloodshot eyeballs on the ground. There are also some scattered bones stuck in the ground, with faint yellow blood oozing out from the edges.
——This is a living land.
Only this kind of land will not be interfered by the authority of Roland, the King of the Earth.
Against the invisible storm howling in the low altitude, a new piece of land was built in a matter of seconds. Roland did not touch them at all, but concentrated on staring at the slowly expanding crack leading to the abyss.
That is the big rift created by Higgs. It is not part of the Farnes world, and it cannot be explained by the laws of the Farnes world - in other words, it is a mutation that is not affected by origin and authority. It is the world's
levels of cancer.
Only dusk can touch dusk, so only dusk can resist dusk - this law is always correct.
If this were not the case, Roland would not have allowed the carpet to spread and paved the way for the demons to invade. He would have used his origin to distort the space long before that, leading the demons to other planes, or
It is to directly smash the passage.
But even if he did, it would have no practical significance.
Even if Roland forces the demons back now, they will attack again sooner or later. The coast south of Titan is on the verge of being broken, and the countless collapsed and broken islands are the fuse of the gradually burning war.
When the giant mouth of the abyss appears in the sight of the Titanic people, the Titanic order will collapse. That despair will go all the way north, making the entire Farnes uneasy.
If it was Roland half a year ago, he might have made up lies to appease people, and he might have killed those who knew about it to ensure that the pressure of the war would not drive everyone crazy.
But Roland has changed.
He promised in front of the whole world that he had sworn an oath in front of the Three Saints.
He is both justice and truth—
For Roland today, he has a brand new solution to this situation.
That is, use Roland's own miracle to destroy these demons.
Seven hundred and forty-five thousand nine hundred and twenty-six - the number of these monsters that have fallen after the elemental life was contaminated by dusk has always been constant. As long as Rolando kills one more, there will be one less demon for others to face.
Maybe because of Roland's efforts at this moment, a family will survive the invasion of demons in the future, and maybe a genius who can change the world will survive because of this. And that person may create something greater, thus saving the world.
world, and saved thousands of people - who knows?
"If I destroy them all here..."
Roland murmured, and his right hand holding the crystal scepter gradually tightened.
The gradually burning silver-grey fire was faintly visible in his pupils, and a faint starlight rose from his scepter. Behind him, large tracts of strange runes condensed in the air, flying randomly.
It was the gradual burning light of a rock-like will.
That is the glory of the human soul!
Finally, hysterical laughter, the clashing of joints, the crisp collision of mud on the ground, like the sharp whistling of ghost cries - the aggregation of terrifying sounds gradually came from under the hollow of the abyss, getting closer and closer.
, getting closer——
"The teacher said that all things must eventually come to an end."
Roland prayed loudly, and his voice rumbled in the sky like thunder: "So I blew the trumpet to bring all things to an end!"
At that moment, the shattered Orm Wall flashed with intense light like broken glass.
"If I sound the trumpet, fire will come down from the sky with blood and wine, and the sky will fall into eternal night, and the sun will never rise."
Following Roland's prayer, the sky was painted blood red in an instant, just like the rising sun, and the blood of the saint was sprinkled in the sky.
The air became much hotter without warning. The whole world became hot in an instant, and the heat was increased a lot out of thin air.
Correspondingly, a terrible cold air condensed in the air, Roland's hair gradually became covered with a layer of frosty white, and blood stains appeared on his cheeks for no apparent reason.
But Roland seemed unaware and just continued to pray.
"If I blow the trumpet, the stars will fall from the sky with frost and hail into the burning sea. The world will freeze, there will be no more seas and rivers, the blood of animals will condense into ice, and thick smoke will be released from the ground.
.”
A strange fire lit up in his eyes.
It was a fire that was almost transparent, but shone like a rainbow.
As soon as his voice fell, the cold air in the sky condensed, forming a meteorite made of ice. It absorbed the water vapor in the air layer by layer and rapidly expanded, forming a crystal-like shell on the outer layer.
"Woe to you! Woe to you! If I sound the trumpet, woe to you!"
Finally, demons began to crawl out of the abyss.
A black ape with three knees and elbow joints, a huge blue ooze monster that is like mud but with animal eyes, hazy yellow eyes surrounded by black wind, looks like a human but wears tattered robes
, the skin of the whole body was peeled off, and the bloody humanoid monster...
