Blood of Mercury

After calming down, Roland realized that Molika did nothing wrong.

In the end, it was the twilight species that was wrong.

What Roland should really hate should be the Dusk Seed.

Without those Twilight Seeds, the enemy of Kabbalah would not have appeared, Molika's soul would not have been swallowed up, Singia would not have fallen, and Molika would not have been reshaped in the form of a Missing Body. She wouldn't turn into a name stealer to peep at the memories in Roland's mind, and the fear and despair of losing the other half of his soul wouldn't drive Roland into madness.

The first sinners were the twilight species, the invaders of the world.

In the face of dusk, Jasmine and Roland were also victims.

The only difference is that Jasmine was an earlier victim.

Roland has always believed that venting his grievances on people who are in the same situation as him and who are weaker is just the act of the weak. But today, looking back at his previous acts of tyranny, Roland couldn't help but feel a tinge of shame in his heart.

To free Jasmine—

Amidst this shameful scolding, a whim-like thought appeared in Roland's mind.

But it was only a moment, and under the deliberate deepening of Changmian Instructor, the thought became clearer, and more deeply revealed Roland's most sincere desire.

- to save her.

"...May all the glory go to the mentor—"

After a few seconds of hesitation, Roland sang the harmless chant in a low voice.

This chant is not for Molica. But for Roland himself.

In the low chant, Roland pressed his left hand straight to his waist.

He pulled out his blue teeth neatly and swiftly, and he used all his strength at his right wrist.

There is no suspense. The extremely sharp dagger cut a large four-inch incision on Roland's almost pale skin, and the blood spurted forward like a fountain, dyeing the ground around Jasmine red.

The artery was cut off, and Roland's face suddenly paled a lot.

However, as the first stanza of his no-wound chant ended, the wound on his right hand disappeared instantly in a faint white light, and the lost blood was replenished.

Although Roland has not yet obtained the blood of mercury, he is a half-goblin. How much of his blood can make Molika last a few days.

With the nourishment of Roland's half-goblin blood, Jasmine's soul that was about to disappear in the next second suddenly became much clearer.

If it is said that the color of jasmine card before is as transparent as ice cubes immersed in water. So she's now an ice cube with lots of bubbles submerged in water.

In this way, Molika's soul has the most basic power to go to hell.

Roland sighed and stood up with a cane.

For a spirit body, Roland had no way of expressing his apology. He can give Jasmine. Only a good afterlife.

Inheriting the power of Molika, her reincarnation will inevitably have an origin, instead of an ordinary life like those blank souls.

But at this moment, Roland suddenly felt a chill in his lower back.

Looking down, he found that Molika had just recovered a little bit of energy, and she sat up and hugged Roland's waist tightly, and the rich negative energy slowly infiltrated from Roland's waist.

...Hey, Miss, is this the rhythm of revenge?

If this is the case, Roland can only complain about his kindness and gray hair.

After getting the profession of mourning the dead. The contact attack of the spiritual body and the possession of the soul have no effect on Roland.

If Molika hurts Roland, the burning holy flame in Roland's soul will directly burn her to the ground.

So Roland didn't panic at all. He just raised his eyebrows and looked down at Molika.

At this time. Roland finally saw Molika's face.

It is too shallow to be described as delicate, and too strong to be described as glamorous - those are the tender facial features that can only be described as delicate.

Although looking at her figure and skeleton, Molika is about fifteen or sixteen years old. But if you only look at the face, someone will believe it if you are only seven or eight years old.

To put it nicely, this is called long and young;

Roland looked down at Molika's face and waited for a long time, her back was almost cold, and she didn't see Molika's plan for the next step, only to see her staring at him with big crystal round eyes.

Even if you knock yourself down on the spot...

Let's say it a little bit. It's so stupid to frame it.

So Roland asked impatiently, "Morika, what are you trying to do?"

"I want to... follow. follow you."

Molika's voice was ethereal and weak, like an echo in a valley. But her expression was very firm: "I will... offer... my soul."

Roland couldn't help being stunned.

He was silent for a long time as if he had been asked a difficult question.

An Ruosi, who was on the side, was attracted by the situation here, pulled out of his previous fear of Roland, and slowly walked here.

After about three minutes, Roland laughed without warning, which startled An Ruosi.

"I really have an empty pet spot... It's not impossible to bring you..."

Roland looked down at Jasmine, with gentle eyes and a firm tone: "However, I refuse."

"……why?"

Facing Molica's disappointed gaze, Roland stretched out his right hand with a light smile, and lightly tapped **** on her smooth forehead.

"You know my kindness and willingness to give your soul...that's good. I'm glad I didn't save the wrong person."

"But if I accept your soul, doesn't it mean that I'm not really any different from those gods?"

"Perhaps at the very beginning, those gods only made a contract with Devil Yao in order to arrange the souls of followers who are as loyal as you... but it doesn't make any difference."

"If I have tasted good from you, I will inevitably be full of greed for other good souls. I know myself, and I can definitely do this kind of thing."

An Ruosi walked over quietly and looked at Roland's expression from a distance.

To his surprise.

At this moment, Roland's eyes were crystal clear, and the previous madness disappeared.

……what happened?

The relationship between the wronged soul and the clergy, the abused and the abuser has been confused at this moment. This person and soul are in An Ruosi's eyes at the moment, but it gives him the illusion of a pet dog and its owner.

He couldn't even tell whether Roland's previous madness was an expression of his nature or a manipulation of illusions - either answer was enough to make him horrified.

Roland looked down at Jasmine, his eyes and tone at the moment gave people a sense of distant tranquility: "The vision determines the pattern, and the pattern determines the success or failure."

"I've seen the end of the gods. If I only focus on these petty profits, sooner or later I will perish like them."

"Now that I know there's a dead end, I don't risk stepping in there and risk not going back - that's my style of doing things."

When Roland said this, he couldn't help showing an apologetic smile: "After saying so much, you probably don't understand."

"But it doesn't matter. If you really want to repay me, just remember me for now," Roland said, pulling down his hood and showing a gentle smile at Molika, "If you are reincarnated, You can still remember me, and it won't be too late to come back to me by then."

"Remember...I don't want waste."

"I'll... remember..."

Jasmine's expression was unprecedentedly serious.

Roland looked at her with a relieved look.

He didn't expect Jasmine to remember him at all, saying this was just to make Jasmine feel at ease.

The laws of the underworld will wash everyone's memory equally, even the powerhouse of the origin of awakening is no exception, let alone a little girl?

Roland spread out the five fingers of his right hand on Molika's forehead, and gently covered the top of her head.

"rest in peace--"

With just three words of gentleness, without Molika resisting, her spiritual body instantly shattered into a large spot of light and disappeared in the air.

At that moment ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Roland had the illusion that he would see her again in the future.

……Maybe.

Inexplicably, Roland also had a little more expectation in his heart.

"An Ruo..."

Just as Roland turned around, An Ruosi's name was only halfway through, and four large silver-white characters suddenly appeared in front of Roland.

The font flashed light, but it was not dazzling, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Those were words that Roland had never seen before.

【Soul redemption! 】

In terms of size, it's a bit like the words "Twilight Crusade".

However, Roland had never seen a similar prompt in the game.

Before Roland could figure it out, the system prompt of the blockbuster appeared in front of Roland like a swipe--(To be continued)