quicksilver blood

Chapter 462 Baskerville

Johnny watched the rich golden flame condense into a point in the palm of that lunatic, and his pupils couldn't help constricting violently.

He felt a premonition of death.

In less than a breath, the surrounding temperature rose sharply.Johnny could barely breathe under the suffocating pressure.

Johnny's pupils constricted.

"You bastard! There are so many people here—"

Just as Johnny finished his words, he saw the scorching golden fire pouring out from the man's palm, and the scorching hot impact that bloomed like a lotus rubbed against the surrounding air, and the pressurized air blasted the surrounding people towards After repelling them, the twisted scorching air engulfed them immediately.

It was air as hot as a furnace.Even if the surrounding air hadn't been deformed by the high temperature, the scorching heat still made it hard for people to open their eyes.

The dense heat flow like water continuously bombarded the clothes of the people around them, their hair became burnt yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their exposed skin was burnt red.

However, Johnny has no time to care about the suffering of others.

Because right in front of his eyes, the flowing golden fire that flowed like gold melted into juice condensed into beams, making circles of crimson ripples in the air, and it was about to burn him to ashes!
But at such a critical moment, Johnny felt his calf go numb and couldn't move at all.Even if you want to fall backwards, you can't do it.

That's not because he was nervous, but the power of the human hold technique.

However, even before death came, Johnny did not flinch in the slightest.

He held his chest high, even though his eyes were almost roasted by the scorching heat, he just stared at the lunatic's face with wide eyes.

This Bansa man didn't say a single harsh word.He simply gazed at his mortal enemy and took it to heart.

If you are lucky enough to survive this time, you will never be let go—Johnny's eyes revealed such a clear and unmistakable message.

It was a firm will that any dull person could perceive with the eyes.Not saying a word is more terrifying than saying anything.

Sensing Johnny's gaze, the lunatic couldn't help but laugh wildly instead of being timid.

"That's it! That's it! Beautiful! Full marks! Immortal Johnny! Our hero—"

He roared again and again, sweeping the golden flames from his hands across the surrounding people, melting them into ashes in an instant, and swept towards Johnny mercilessly.

But at this moment, there was a deep sigh.

"People have to agree, Gao claims, until they sleep forever."

At the same time as that sound came out, the flame in that lunatic's hand disappeared instantly.Like a dream bubble, it disappeared into the air out of thin air.

Not only that.With the disappearance of the magic spell, the surrounding chaos and sounds also disappeared.Under the flustered eyes of the people around, no matter what they said, how hoarse they shouted and roared, they couldn't make a sound.

They could only turn their surprised eyes to the other side of the street, the direction behind Johnny.

Right there, a handsome young man with black robe and silver hair walked out slowly.

The sharp-eyed man couldn't help covering his mouth.

They recognized it. Although the style was a little complicated and gorgeous, it was basically Tyre's bishop's robe.

"Then there were no more words in the world, nor was there a sound to hear."

The young man prayed in such a low and gentle voice, a silver halo suddenly bloomed around him, engulfing everything around him.

The silver-white mercury-like light spread from the feet, dipping the ground under people's feet into a pure transparent color.

It was as if standing on transparent ice, or walking on water. People were amazed to see the calm water surface reflecting their figure, and the tiny ripples around them, and they dared not even move. move.It will fall if you are not careful.

Only then did Johnny turn his head slowly.

His face was full of the dullness of the rest of his life after a catastrophe, and there was still vigilance and anger on his face.However, when he saw Roland, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, and his eyes slowly widened.

'you are not--'

His lips moved, and Roland easily figured out what he wanted to say from his expression.

But Roland just nodded to him seriously, and then walked towards the lunatic.

When the lunatic appeared on Roland's face, his expression froze on his face, and he looked at Roland stiffly, as if he had seen something terrible.

It was something that even a lunatic would fear, but he was the only one who saw it.

Roland couldn't help being a little curious.But in order to make his long-planned appearance, he did not do anything superfluous.

As an outsider, Roland had to come up with some big news to make the people of the holy city remember him, so that his next plan could be implemented.

The so-called strong dragon does not suppress the local snake.Roland didn't know many people here, and no one knew him.It can be said that everyone walking here is his enemy.

In this case, Roland needs a shocking appearance.Most of the believers here have never seen a scene where a bishop-level clergyman really makes a move in his life. Roland only needs to show his full strength, coupled with the magic spell, and he is [-]% sure that he will be able to meet at the beginning Get off to a perfect start.

In the beginning, Roland originally planned to use as sacrifices the ashes who he accidentally discovered.But at this moment, Roland sensed that there were still people investigating these ashes, so he became more careful, so he didn't take action for the time being.

Immediately, he saw the priest of God Ra - a person Roland was quite familiar with.

His name is Baskerville, he is called "Captain" or "Head Wolf" in the church of La, and he is unluckily called "Magic Dog" or "Mad Dog" by the church of the enemy, but his real identity is He Sai Like Er, former elector of N'Zoth, the God of Truth.

As a god who is insane for most of the year, N'Zoth's voters also have to bear - or share - the baptism of the same level of confusing information as N'Zoth, and almost no one has been in office for more than two consecutive years.Basically, either he was played to death by him, or he chose to escape from N'Zoth before being played to death by him.

As Ra's magic dog, every time Baskerville took action, almost no one was left alive.Such an action is not because of his prudence, but because of his bloodlust.As the first boss in the dungeon of N'Zoth, most of the soul of this lunatic was swallowed up by the giant mouth of Dusk 30 years ago, and it was only because of his chaotic thinking that he was not completely infected by Dusk.

In order to always remind himself that he is a lunatic, in order to maintain his insanity, he must deliberately act insanely to ensure that he will not see the boundless red ocean after falling asleep.

When Roland saw him, he immediately changed his plan.

Compared with the cultists who fled immediately after assassinating the bishop, those ashes who ordinary people have no concept of, a murderer who likes to kill at will in the crowd is the most suitable living sacrifice to cater to his appearance.

Without the slightest hesitation, after unfolding the Silent Domain, Roland made sure that Baskerville would not reveal to others that he was not a follower of Tyre, and then drew the long sword behind him.

Then, a golden flame began to burn blazingly on it.

(End of this chapter)