The gray-white hurricane made a shrill scream and crashed towards Roland.
The strong wind blew up, everything fell down, and all living beings thousands of miles away screamed in grief.
Like a tsunami composed of billions of dead souls, it is reminiscent of a hurricane of death roaring down.
That is a powerful force that can destroy cities and towns in an instant and overturn the country.
In an ordinary country, this hurricane is enough to uproot multiple cities. In just a quarter of an hour, the violent hurricane can destroy everything on the earth.
As the hurricane got closer and closer, Roland clearly felt that some great and chaotic will was coming.
He originally thought that the swirling hurricane was violent enough... but compared with this time, the hurricane at that time was as cute as a sleeping girl.
The terrifying hurricane that was only roaring and circling within a range of two to three hundred meters before was immediately roared and spread out in all directions after being angered by Roland.
The crystal wall that could originally imprison it now had no resistance in front of it and shattered.
Flesh, flesh and buildings were instantly torn apart by a storm composed of sword blades. The high-strength crystal wall, which could withstand a full blow from a swordsman at the highest spire level, was even more fragile than parchment.
Precisely because Roland was only half a step away from stepping into the Supreme Spire, he could be sure that it was definitely not a power that the strong men of the Supreme Spire could possess.
In fact, it is not destroying all things with huge destructive power, but covering the old world with a new world
That is already an ability on the level of God.
The changes in events, the manipulation of time flow, the establishment of new laws, and other powers that can create world levels are called the abilities of the "Scepter".
If the origin means "it can be achieved through such correlation", then the scepter means "because it has such power, it can be achieved as a matter of course."
To explain it in game terms, it’s the difference between permissions and GM permissions.
Roland, who is only at the level of the Temple of Truth, cannot compete with that gray-white hurricane due to his own origin.
Even if the space around the distortion is distorted, the distance between the distortion and the hurricane is of no avail. The roaring gray-white hurricane can shatter any effect caused by the origin, as well as the material itself. Even if the crystal wall is attached with the Silver Queen's unique [
The same goes for the power of "immutability".
Even the immortal souls cannot be resurrected once they are crushed to powder by the hurricane.
For a time, the wails of the undead could be heard endlessly, spreading across space into Roland's heart.
The white thorns on his forehead shone brilliantly, and the pain of the soul being wiped out was continuously transmitted to Roland's mind through the Seal of Blue Silver. The pain of countless undead deaths was completely shared once, a hundred times, and a thousand times.
In Roland's mind.
Suffering unimaginable pain, Roland fell silent.
It gives the illusion that the bones have been ground into powder.
The illusion of blood being boiled.
The illusion that the internal organs have been ravaged and repeatedly bombarded with heavy objects.
The mercury all over his body was boiling with pain, and a shiny film gradually appeared on his skin.
However, he did not tremble at all, nor did he take a step back.
"...Sister, is this what you want me to learn?"
Roland murmured, raised his head and stared at the storm, his eyes gradually flashed with silvery white light.
He slowly stretched out his right hand and pointed at the hurricane: "Then, I think I understand."
"I will raise the cup of salvation here and shout the name of miracles"
Suddenly he opened his mouth and prayed softly.
For a moment, it was as if the whole world had stopped.
At the moment of pause, the dim yellow sand seemed to gather in an instant, roaring to form a huge human shape thousands of meters high, reaching into the sky.
The somewhat abstract figure looked a bit like an ascetic with his mouth sewn shut. His hands were tied to his chest with ropes in a praying posture, and his long sand-like hair danced around.
That's what it means to stand upright
In front of that giant, even the hurricane lost its power.
He raised the crystal scepter in his hand high, and the giant behind him suddenly emitted thousands of rays of light.
Like the light of the primordial fire, it illuminates the heaven and earth in just an instant.
The wall of Orm in the sky was instantly activated, and the gorgeous colorful runes connected with each other to form strange patterns. The aurora-like light mist slowly sank, trying to soak into the gray-white hurricane.
However, at this time, the storm suddenly became furious and made a terrifying roar. The surrounding scene was completely distorted and deformed. The earth cracked completely in an instant, and dense cracks appeared on the ground and then turned into powder.
"You should witness my great miracle. I will fulfill my great wish among all the people!"
Roland's voice gradually rose from low to high, and then rose above the roar of the hurricane.
[Light] flows from his body.
That is the original light. That is the infinite light.
It wasn't the air that was flowing, but the supreme purity that flowed from Roland's soul.
It is the source of human creation, the source of life, the oldest thing in existence.
That is the authority of the tree of life.
Kabbalah sets limits for mortals and restricts human creativity, not because of fear of human ambition, but because of fear of their own collapse.
Fundamentally, the human soul craves progress.
If they know that they have a way forward and upward, they can pay for it no matter how much life they have. After that, they will begin to be dissatisfied with their own limits, whether it is tangible life or intangible talents.
Then, they will undergo uncontrollable distortions. Their bodies, souls, and even their own personalities will be shattered and destroyed.
The authority of Kabbalah can close the limits of all things, turn the infinite into the finite, and then redefine the definition of infinity.
This is a process of magnifying small things. If collapse is not considered, Kabbalah can repeatedly amplify their limited talents almost infinitely, achieving an artificial dusk that is infinitely close to dusk.
In other words, it is to use the body and soul of the Supreme Being as fuel, and the beliefs of mortals as fire, in exchange for infinite power in an infinitely small space and time.
Those who are admired should sacrifice themselves.
This is the principle of this world that Kabbalah has repeatedly imprinted on the world with its own authority.
Roland took a deep breath, and the silver-white flame in his eyes extinguished instantly.
No, it wasn't extinguished, it was sinking.
From the body, sinking into the soul
"I hold the authority of Kabbalah. You should be afraid and retreat immediately!"
Roland recited it again and again and stepped forward without hesitation.
White flowing fire gradually rose up around him, gradually burning from the dim yellow giant behind him.
He sang a hymn of devotion and faced the hurricane alone like thousands of troops, but he was not afraid.
"Fear me the unjust! Fear me the people of dusk!"
With a sound like breaking glass, the giant behind Roland was finally completely covered in pure white flames.
Then, it flowed and collapsed, facing the hurricane like the sea.
That is the origin power reaching the ultimate level of the highest spire.
That is the authority of Kabbalah whose progress is close to 100%.
Roland's shouts resounded through the sky and echoed in the sky of Farnes.