quicksilver blood

Chapter 179

As the chosen one of the saint, Roland can enjoy endless charisma.

However, in the final analysis, his body is still flesh and blood.

Roland's body has reached its limit.

It's not that God's grace is not enough, but that his body can no longer bear such a violent effort.

These silver-white sacred flames gushing out of Roland's cracked flesh are proof.

Under normal circumstances, the holy flame should only gush out from Roland's hands, feet and eyes, and then flow to the whole body like a liquid.

But at this moment, because of the thirst for power, Roland's flesh had already exploded, and the silver-white holy flame shot out directly from Roland's bone marrow and his blood vessels.

Countless fine scars continuously appeared and disappeared on Roland's body surface.

If Robert looked at Roland with the wizard's eyes at this time, he would find that Roland had almost turned into a human-shaped crystallization of divine power.

In terms of conversion, these divine powers are enough to support a normal mourner to cover two-thirds of the land of the White Tower with a layer of ice with the prayer of frost.

The energy in his body was completely overloaded - Roland would explode in an instant with just one trigger.

At that time, the silver-gray holy flame in Roland's body will explode like fireworks, and several surrounding streets will be reduced to scorched earth.

That's right.

Roland has reached his limit.

Even if Roland gave up An Ruosi, Robert, and Claudia at this moment, and defended with all his strength, he would probably be able to survive like a dog under the protection of the Sleeping Mentor.

- What a joke!
Roland held his head up, his eyes burning with pale fanaticism.

Such a failure will never be recognized——

Facing the sandstorm that was about to tear him apart, Roland closed his eyes and opened his arms as if giving up.

That's right.

As Roland, the elector of the Eternal Sleeping Mentor, this is already the limit.

There is no chance of a comeback.

Not only those three people will be torn apart instantly by the sandstorm, but even themselves will be dug out by the sandstorm together with the ground under their feet, and thrown into the sky mercilessly——

——However, such a future will definitely not happen.

Because, as a player, Roland has only just appeared on the stage——

"Raise Apprentice Mourner's level to 10. Pay all experience. Confirm."

[Consuming 105 experience points, your trainee mourner level has been raised to level 10]

[Apprentice occupation level saturation]

While the system prompt was still swiping the screen, Roland immediately issued the next command.

"The inaugural class mourns the dead."

[You want to get the basic profession Mourner...the test is in progress]

[Perception is not less than 8... completely consistent, pass test]

[You already have two occupations, and the inauguration of the Mourner will punish you as a part-time occupation]

[Whether to confirm the inaugural mourners]

Roland did not hesitate at all.

"Abandon the Ember's profession and transform into a mourner. Increase the level of the mourner to level 30, confirm."

[You permanently lose 13 levels on your profession (Ashborn), and all the attributes you got from Ashborn will be restored】

[Because the Ashes and Mourners belong to the same class, half of your Ashes (level 13) experience (630) will be returned to the experience pool]

【You got the job assignment】

[Skipping the inauguration task because of your voter template]

[You got a professional mourner]

[Every time you get a level increase in the profession of the mourner, you will get strength +0.1, agility +0.1, constitution +0.25, perception +0.4, bloodline +0.2]

[Consuming 486 experience points, your mourner level has increased to level 10]

[Official career level saturation]

[Skip advanced tasks due to your voter template]

[Consuming 3270 experience points, your mourner level has increased to level 20]

[Black Iron Professional Level Saturation]

[Skip advanced tasks due to your voter template]

[Consuming 6900 experience points, your mourner level has increased to level 30]

[Bronze professional level saturation]

[The level has reached the race limit]

Roland didn't even see clearly that he had acquired those characteristics and magic spells, so he immediately turned off the combat prompt.

With the experience hoarded for a long time, there are only 3067 experience points left in Roland's experience pool.

You must know that the ceremony to unlock the limit of the race will cost at least 5000 experience points, and even a little more than 10000 points. With 3000 experience points at most, you can learn a fairly general attack stance.

Basically, it can be said that Roland poured all his experience into it—in fact, it was originally reserved for him to pretend to be beeping in the face.

But think about it, the so-called emergency, isn't it just to prevent no experience to use in the situation in front of you?

Not to mention anything else, the increase in attributes alone is a force that cannot be ignored——

Roland Nirola, Half Fairy (Balanced Bloodline), Voter (Eternal Sleeping Mentor), Male [Elite Template]

Health: 272/272 (in good shape)
Level: 30 (Bronze Rank) [Remaining experience: 3067]

Occupation: Mourner Level 30 (——/10656) Warrior Level 20 (——/3756)

Energy: Divine Grace (——/——)
Origin: Unawakened
Attributes: Strength 8.8, Dexterity 9.8, Constitution 13.3, Perception 19.9, Will 2.9, Bloodline 10.9
In addition to the perception that he was almost on the verge of breaking through [-] points, what Roland has changed the most now is his bloodline and physique breaking through [-] points.

Especially physical attributes.

This is exactly the attribute Roland needs most now.

How much strength the Sleeping Mentor can withstand does not depend on the perception attribute, but on the physical attribute.

From 8.2 to the current 13.3, how can this change be described by a mere one-third?
Because, every time the attribute breaks through the full ten points, there will be a qualitative change——

Under the limit of Roland's further release, the silver-white flame rose again and again.

Robert, who was standing behind Roland, could only feel a rush of heat.

It was the heat of a sandstorm.

But after he saw with his own eyes that the sense of threat brought by "Miss Hellland" suddenly increased several times in the blink of an eye, he could no longer feel the burning sensation.

Because the frost on the ground suddenly became several times colder.

If it was just a frost-white blizzard swirling around Roland with a small amount of ice flakes wrapped in it before, the environment around Roland has now become a restricted area for humans.

The surrounding low temperature seemed to be north of Su Ze.As the cold wind blew past, the sandstorm that had taken away its divinity from the Silent Domain immediately burst open, bursting out into clusters of cold air.

The cold air even freezes the first sandstorm into a thick wall, keeping the later ones out.

Compared with the sandstorm that could only block one direction before, "Herlan", whose strength has suddenly increased, has blocked all the sandstorms in all directions at this moment.

...Maybe he broke some kind of seal on his body.

Robert swallowed, and his eyes on "Miss Hellland" became even more fiery.

Bronze pinnacle under 20 years old...

Worthy of being a higher race!
In any case, Robert would not believe that a person could improve a whole level of strength in an instant.

That is simply a subversion of the three views.Not to mention him, no one in this world would believe it.

But Roland was still not satisfied.

Not only did the holy fire on his body not go out because the sandstorm was stopped by the frosty soil, but it became even more intense.

If the holy fire on Roland's body was only floating a few inches above his body before, now the holy fire on Roland's body has completely submerged him, turning him into a huge fire man over two meters tall.

Under Robert's panicked eyes, Roland suddenly withdrew from the Silent Domain.

Immediately, the sharp whistling sound of the sandstorm poured into their ears.

The divine sandstorm swept over, and Roland looked up at it without fear.

"Since I have wasted so much experience, how can I feel refreshed..."

Following Roland's murmur, four sword-like fire pillars rushed out from behind him, forming two huge V-shaped fire wings.

In an instant, a big hole was torn out of the back hem of Roland's robe by the real holy flame!
Behind him, four silver-white holy flames rushed out, extending nearly ten meters, surrounding the three of An Ruosi. The frantic silver holy flames danced violently, blowing away all the nearby sandstorms.

Roland squinted.

With a perception beyond 18 points, Roland clearly sensed that there was something humanoid in the sandstorm approaching him rapidly.

Roland showed a fervent smile that was almost cruel: "Praise the mentor——"

I just wanted to try my hand, and someone came to my door!

The next moment, Roland retreated instead of advancing.

Coiled with the silver-white holy flame, wrapped in the frost-white cold wind, it ran head-on towards the golden sandstorm!

(End of this chapter)