[Necromancer] Dark Throne

Roland didn't seem to hear it, and still reached out to get the scroll.

However, just as the fingertips reached into the beam of light, a huge and majestic force suddenly surged out, surging like a tsunami, and almost instantly knocked Roland into the air, hitting the ancient mural on the wall heavily. fall to the ground.

"Great Judgment Technique, judge all crimes." The masked old man walked up to him slowly, condescendingly, and said, "Roland, you can always surprise me."

Roland calmly connected the two broken ribs without answering.

"From leaving the Abyss of Undead alive more than [-] years ago, to defending the Fort of Justice, or stopping the monarch, you have done better than anyone else." The masked old man said slowly, "Your father really taught A good son."

Roland leaned against the wall and stood up, looking up at him calmly: "Now we have the only way, what else do you want to do?"

"Revenge." Although the old man's voice was hoarse, it did not prevent the hatred in his tone from being deep and deep.

"To whom?"

"Naturally, the Lord of the Undead. Over the years, you can watch your compatriots die tragically without moving, but not everyone can be like you. They would rather be with the undead than do a little bit for your race." Sacrifice." The old man said coldly.

"When did you know about me and Zhixi?" Roland frowned slightly.

"You can escape from him so many times, do you think others are fools?" The old man sneered, "Do you know how much credit it is to kill a necromancer in front of the Lord of Radiance? Enough to let us live in a different world." Stand firm, your family's famous name for generations, do you want to just destroy it in your hands?"

"Everyone in my family has died in battle. I am the only one left." Roland didn't care about these false names, "The Grand Judgment is a spell that can only be cast by the elect of the Lord of Radiance, and here is the heart of a elect (Holy Blood) ), can support one consumption, but after being used by the man just now to find it, the power is not enough to perform it again."

As a holy light knight, he knew what this spell was about to sacrifice. Last time the Pope cast a not-so-powerful grand trial spell, he had already killed all the undead in the imperial capital and relieved the crisis of the imperial capital.But after casting it, even the resurrection technique couldn't save her.

"This has nothing to do with you. Why, you want to report to your lover now?" The old man looked at him contemptuously. "You think you can leave alive after knowing this secret?"

"Although I'm only at the ninth level, do you believe that I can kill you easily." Roland smiled confidently, "You might as well try."

The Great Elder's expression froze. He knew that the other party was once a top-level hero, and there was no guarantee that there would be no backup.

"Dead people can't live. No matter what kind of relatives you have left, revenge will not get you anything. Why do you need to do it?"

"Why, are you worried about that dead body?" the Great Elder said with contempt.

"Please don't use such insulting words." Roland frowned, "I don't allow this."

"You still think you are a hero knight?"

"I said, you can try it." Roland said calmly.

"Okay, very good." The Great Elder didn't hesitate any more, he gave a heavy blow to the staff in his hand, and a flood of light flooded the sky and covered the sky. It was the tide of light that was extremely astonishing in scope and power in the spell of light.

With a simple hover to avoid the powerful light force, Roland's body flashed in front of him like a ghost, and his fist hit his forehead with the sound of wind.

The opponent instinctively waved his hand to block the Shield of Truth.

This opportunity was what Roland wanted. He grabbed the opponent's staff with one hand and slapped him fiercely.

The difference in strength between the priest and the knight is huge. Caught off guard, the old man's staff was thrown out of his hand, and Roland used it as a weapon, waving his hand in an arc in the air, and slammed it heavily on his chest.

A faint light curtain blocked the blow.

Roland's expression remained unchanged, and the weapon bombarded the opponent's light curtain nearly a hundred times in an instant.

Tsk, you can't bring sharp weapons to worship the Holy Spirit Hall. If you bring your own sword, the tortoise shell must have been broken by now.

The Great Elder was startled at first, but when he realized that the opponent's attack was not strong, he resolutely recited spells.

Roland knew it was the holy fire just by looking at the shape of his mouth. The casting time of two seconds was enough.

In the next second, the faint light curtain suddenly shattered, and the weapon in Roland's hand hit his neck directly.

"It seems that you are determined to give up the protection of the Holy Light." The Great Elder suddenly turned into a phantom, and Roland's weapon passed directly through him.

"What do you think? I don't admit it." Roland said lightly, "I said, let you die, I can do it."

The other party suddenly burst into a scream, and Roland resisted the urge to cover his ears. This is the most common method used by shadow priests to torture people, and he used it with ease.Without retreating, Roland flicked his wrist, and swung out a tight and brilliant gun net. The whole person flew upwards like a spiral. In his opinion, since there is no way to avoid it, then we should face it head-on.

Obviously, the opponent was completely unaccustomed to this desperate style of play, and instinctively stepped back, unintentionally, entering the beam of light from behind.

"Ah—" This scream was obviously more piercing than the spiritual scream just now, and it was so powerful that Roland couldn't help but take a step back.

The skin and flesh of the Great Elder who entered the beam of light was completely gone, and a large piece was suddenly missing on his back, exposing his mutilated internal organs, which made people feel horrified.

"It seems that you have done a lot of bad things." Roland stopped, "The light inside is the light of judgment of the gods sent down by the Lord of Radiance himself. It only talks about right and wrong, regardless of the camp. Fa. I won’t recognize your passing array.”

The Great Judgment Technique, the divine light of punishment sent down by the Lord of Radiance, can follow the trajectory of 'fate', restore all the evil deeds of a person's life, and magnify them on the target.When Roland put his hand into the beam of light for the first time, even fate couldn't find out his evil deeds and could only exclude him.

"It seems that you won't change your mind." The Great Elder's expression was ashen, and the continuous stream of holy light converged on the wound, and countless granulation intertwined and grew there, which made people feel nauseous, but there was no more bleeding. Looking at the speed, It only takes a few minutes to restore it all.

"Do you want to fight again?" Roland asked softly.

He is not worried. The reason why the hero level is powerful is that he can communicate with the elemental planes, obtain endless mana, and not be afraid of crowd tactics, but his attack power will not increase too much. Although Roland has fallen into the ninth level, he is limited to his own Flesh and blood cannot sustain a long battle, but after all, he is a strong man honed in blood and fire. Compared with the Great Elder who has never been on the battlefield, and is piled up with potions and equipment, Roland is at the bottom of the hero rank. Roland is really not under great pressure.

"You think you're sure to win?" The Great Elder's voice suddenly became strangely excited.

"I don't need to win, as long as you don't make trouble for him." Roland directly stretched his staff into the beam of light that he couldn't touch with his own hands. As he expected, the Judgment Technique was ineffective on things without souls.

Then... He twitched, ready to blast out the scroll floating in the beam of light.

However, a sudden change occurred!

A primitive long spear suddenly pierced through the void, nailing him to the wall, blood spattering!

"Uh!" The sharp spear passed through the left chest and got stuck between the ribs. Roland immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, pressed the wound hard, and the lung lobe was pierced.

This kind of injury cannot draw a gun. Once it is pulled out, the blood will quickly fill the lung lobes, causing people to suffocate to death.

Amidst the bloody breath, the demon in black armor slowly walked out.

"It's you..." Roland recognized his identity. He was the demon who could fight Wayne in the abyss of the undead, and had helped humans several times.

"Start." The devil said coldly.

"But it's not ready yet..." the Great Elder was terrified, "There is one last thing that will allow the light of divine punishment projected here to descend on the Sovereign Lord."

"What?" asked the demon, tilting his head.

"Holy blood and enough power...but the latter can be replaced by the heroic spirit sleeping here."

"Why don't you move?"

"But these things are all treasures arranged by the people of McGallon, especially the holy blood. If they are provoked, we homeless people will be in a more difficult situation." The elder said awkwardly: "It's better to wait for the lord to come back, he agrees After that, I will proceed immediately?"

"Do you still remember our contract?" The devil said lightly, "Resist me, and your soul will become my gem."

"But……"

"I want to stop my life, is it difficult?"

On one side, Roland raised his head slightly, stretched out his hand hard, and pushed a notebook to the wound.

The Great Elder looked hesitant, repeated for a long time, and finally said: "I will follow your arrangement."

The devil said no more.

Trembling, the Great Elder aimed his ring at the skull.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "The eyes of light!"

After a moment of silence, there seemed to be an ethereal sigh in the sky.Countless invisible breaths slowly surged up from the surrounding cemetery, flying into the room like countless stars, gathering in the skull with a beautiful soft light.

'We, have been here...'

The countless heroic spirits who died on this land whispered.

The power of the most devout faith condensed with their arrival.When the light spot completely filled the skull, a circle of golden light surrounded the beam of light, slowly floated up, then slowly became larger, and then, at the position of the zenith, burst out suddenly.

The roof of the entire church disappeared without a sound, as if it never existed.

A golden beam of light shot up into the sky in an instant.

Through the clouds, through the blue sky.It's like shooting into the infinite starry sky.

Boom! !

The golden beam of light stretched from the sky to the ground, like a key, opening a gate leading to hell...

Circles of clear light radiated from the Holy Blood Gem, and the words on the scroll began to retreat and disappear one by one, as if they were about to rewind to the moment when he wrote it.

When the last word on it disappeared, a black void slowly appeared, floating up, gradually expanding, and the clouds automatically moved away in front of him, and the huge black black hole slowly rotated like a vortex.Let the golden light come in fully.

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In the distant abyss of the undead, Wayne sat under the throne and found that the secret imprint on the notebook was lit up.

Are you finally willing to talk to me, you idiot!

Wayne turned the pages of the book with great interest.

In an instant, his smile froze, and each page was being soaked, it was blood!

Roland!

Endless chains ripped apart around him like roaring poisonous snakes.Who, who hurt him?

suddenly.

A vortex black hole suddenly opened above his head, and a huge, holy and sad light suddenly shone down.

Almost instantly, the chains on Wayne suffered the first heavy attack, and were completely vaporized in the first encounter.

Next, the light shone directly on his body.

Pain pain pain pain!

This is the only feeling Wayne feels now, the feeling that the internal organs are evaporated and shriveled in an instant, not only pain, but also like thousands of knives crazily cutting and stabbing the brain.It seems that the next second will be burned to death!

This power, the Lord of Radiance...

The body's undead energy instinctively counterattacked, and the power belonging to the sleeper in the body resisted desperately.

However, the power of the king of gods is absolutely oppressive.Although the power of the long sleepers is strong, they have also begun to retreat.

No, even if I am a demigod, I can't last long.

"Crack!" There was a crisp cracking sound, and the entire beam of light and black hole disappeared in an instant, and Wei En was puzzled for a while.If it weren't for the serious injury to his body, he almost thought he was dreaming.

He suddenly thought of something, and suddenly lowered his head. The secret seal on the notebook had been broken, which meant that another notebook had been destroyed.

And the book in front of him has been stained to the point of oozing blood.

Roland!

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Back then, Roland encountered countless enemies when he took Wayne to the human world.

Both Roland and Wayne were injured frequently.

Wayne (singing while bandaging): If life only ends here and there is no me from now on, I will find an angel to love you for me.

Roland reached out and hugged him into his arms: I don't want an angel, I just want you.