Why is the Windtalker suddenly targeting himself? What happened to change his mind about neutrality? How did he drive an Ember Warrior to his death? Are the Ring of Ash and the Ring of the South Wind split now?

In an instant, a large number of questions surfaced in Roland's heart.

However, this is not very useful.

It's like being deceived by Edward before, it's not that Roland really can't see through Edward's game, it's just that Roland is extremely lacking in intelligence. The only information he can get is basically the part he has seen with his own eyes and the part he has experienced in the game, and in the face of the plans of Edward the Wind Whisperer, Roland is like a blind person who has to guess everything.

Roland suppressed the doubts in his heart for the time being.

There is so little that is known now, and the analysis is also a blind analysis, and even if any conclusions are reached, most of them are brain supplements without any defensible evidence. These things don't give Roland anything, they can only mislead him in the direction.

Roland didn't know why the Windtalker was suddenly dealing with him, but it was a good thing.

The Windtalker, who had been mysteriously silent, made Roland feel more creepy than the Windtalker who was now hostile to Roland. He knew Roland's identity from the beginning, but not only did he not break Roland's disguise on the spot, but he also did not make a move against Roland after he drove away the Ash Men with the help of Roland's hand. This posture of spectatorship made Roland puzzle his bottom line.

It's good now. Now that he is in the game, Roland can influence him in turn.

And judging from the initial temptation of the Wind Whisperer, his hostility towards Roland still doesn't seem to be very deep. Rather than trying to kill Roland, he was more like trying to hold Roland back or disrupt Roland's plans.

In fact. And he did.

Roland had planned to hand over this group of "misguided" regular troops to the Marquis of Saya and sell him a face...... But now. Roland's plans have been completely shattered.

Now Roland not only can't protect them anymore, but in turn must kill them one by one.

In their perceptions. Presumably Roland was the one who killed their comrade, and they did see Roland's face.

Even if they reported this information, their superiors were a little suspicious of whether Roland was framed or was really the murderer, and he would at least take Roland back for questioning.

But Roland couldn't really go with him. Although Roland did not kill these people, Roland was a priest and entered the country illegally. At that time, Roland was still going to prison.

But if Roland escapes, it will be tantamount to confirming the speculation that Roland is the murderer. This is equivalent to throwing the pot of hundreds of lives before on Roland. Roland sacrificed Hurland and Orlando, and it was not easy for him to make his identity clean. If more than 100 lives are confirmed, Roland will really work in vain.

Not to mention anything else, at least in Carlar Rowland, don't think that it will appear in the sun. But the druids are the easiest to convert into saint priests, and Roland can't give up this resource that is all over the place.

This is a conspiracy, and Roland has no choice.

Knowing this, Roland entered with a prayer of silence and despair. Not only would that be efficient, but there would be no need to worry about being discovered—the Silent Prayer would cover most of the Earl's Court, and Roland would charge back and forth between the poisonous fire and the holy fire for two rounds, and there would be nothing left.

But now, Roland must kill those people no matter what.

But the problem is. Roland didn't dare to move at all.

His current position was just above Crystal Nest's brain, and Crystal couldn't hurt him. Moreover, the nest is fixed in place until the crystal thorn is retrieved, which means that it is absolutely safe here.

But if Roland wants to get out of here by stepping on the ice spikes, or waiting for the nest to drain the blood and then retract his spurs, the spurs just need to stretch a little longer. Roland will be directly penetrated.

With a length of 120 meters, Roland will definitely not be able to jump.

…… No, wait.

Roland's eyes rolled. With new ideas.

Anyway, I'm not going to leave a living mouth, so it's better to use magic directly.

Watch as the white thorns that drained the blood and turned back into crystal clear slowly sank. Roland took a deep breath, and the silver-white flame in his eyes gradually ignited.

Nests locate prey by sound and temperature. Roland itself has no temperature. Then as long as you eliminate your own voice, you can escape the lock of the crystal nest -

"The people spoke in the courts, and knowledge was spread from among the people."

"And today I praise the Mentor among the people, and speak of her glory, and declare her might."

The silent prayer slowly spat out from Roland's mouth, and the silver-white aura suddenly exploded from under his feet, dyeing the surrounding eighty meters into pure silver white.

The silvery-white halo fluctuated slightly like a rippling water, and Roland continued to chant without hesitation: "People have to agree, and claim to be so, until they fall asleep." ”

"Then there is no more speech in the world, and no sound to hear."

At the end of the short prayer, the gently fluctuating water finally fell silent, and the mirror-like silver-white earth reflected a dazzling light.

At the same time, with Roland as the center, all the sounds around him completely disappeared.

Probably unable to catch Roland's heartbeat, the crystal nest was stunned for a few seconds, and then slowly withdrew the crystal thorn into the ground in a daze. Roland waited patiently until all the crystal thorns completely subsided, and did not rush out recklessly.

Just as Roland remembered, three or four seconds after the crystal spike completely disappeared into the ground, it was like a full burp, and the ice spike stabbed a little upwards and shallow at the same time and then retracted. If Roland had rushed out just now, the ice spikes would have been just enough to nail his calves.

After a few more seconds, the sense of crisis in Roland's heart gradually faded.

It's about leaving.

At this time, Roland started to charge, and a black shadow suddenly rushed in the direction of the escaped sergeants.

Although it was a long time, Roland only delayed seven or eight seconds in terms of time to think. Although they had already run a long distance, the area around the Earl's Court was already sparsely populated, and with the fact that there had been deaths before, the surrounding streets were now vacated for a long distance, and no one saw them.

Roland was reassured.

Seeing that the charge was about to reach the maximum distance, Roland did not panic at all. Before the charge ended, Roland's aura of silence enveloped them.

There was a passerby passing in front of me. They shouted desperately, ignoring the possibility that Roland might kill this passer-by as well, but subconsciously hoped that someone would spread the news that there was a priest here.

However, no sound came out. It was as if time had stood still or been hallucinated, not to mention the sound of talking, even the sound of gasps, the sound of heartbeats, and the sound of footsteps were all gone.

Subconsciously, their pace is slow. When I looked down, I saw the silvery white ground under my feet.

And so they were sudden.

At that moment, a cold voice of prayer came from their ears: "My flesh is clothed with worms and dust, and my skin has closed and broken again." My days are faster than the shuttle, and they are consumed in hopelessness. ”

"Remember, my life is but a breath, and my eyes will no longer see happiness. He that beholds me, his eyes will no longer see me; Your eyes will look upon me, but I am no longer on earth. ”

They looked back and saw Roland coming over without hurry, opening his mouth to say something, but no sound came out.

The ground was suddenly blackened. Their bodies seemed to be emptied in an instant, and under their panicked gaze, their skin became dull and loose, and many black hollows were decayed out of their bodies, and ants crawled out of them, covering them all over.

In the blink of an eye, they stood and turned into dry bones.

Just when Roland breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew the field, he heard a surprised voice: "...... Rowland? ”

Roland looked back and found that Akajika was holding a group of giant crossbows, looking at him in disbelief.

…… Serial meter? Or is it a coincidence?

Roland suddenly felt a little tired.

"This ...... I guess I can explain. ”

Roland shrugged, the flame already running through the bloodstream.

But to his surprise, Akajika nodded.

"I'll give you time for a cup of tea," Akajika glanced at Roland deeply, and turned away neatly, "Come with me." ”

Roland was stunned for a moment, then followed silently. His gaze was nailed to Akaji's unguarded back for nearly ten seconds before he moved away as if nothing had happened, and at the same time dispersed the holy fire circulating in his body.

He decided to believe the man. (To be continued.) )