Roland frowned and looked at the footprints at the door, his expression gradually becoming serious.

Somebody here just now.

The number is one, about male, and the height is about one meter seven.

…… Is it Ann Ruosi?

Roland suddenly had such an ominous premonition in his heart.

Although he knew that there were not a few men of this height, and he had a lot of them in Carral, but for some reason, when Roland saw the footprints, he remembered Anros.

No...... He probably won't be here.

How could it be such a coincidence. It stands to reason that someone should be the first to discover this place after the collapse of the White Tower......

Roland took a deep breath and forced the discomfort of things getting out of hand.

Then, he stepped into the sealed land of Elukado.

At that moment, Roland felt a numbness in his back, and a sense of crisis was like a pinprick nail to his spine.

There is no doubt that this situation is absolutely not normal.

Roland still remembers that in the promotional CG of that expansion, the black-haired girl who was like an executed god was tied in mid-air by countless golden chains emerging from the void.

Fingers, wrists, forearms, shoulders...... Every part of the body is tightly bound by sturdy golden chains. Not to mention the momentum, even the sanity is not clear, as if he has gone deep into a deep coma.

It was the chain of oath bound that Master Oak used to bind the scourge beast Del Ramos—the only artifact left in the world by the Covenant Maker Ilbirettu. In addition to the indestructible characteristic, as long as it is entangled, the concept of "bondage" can be directly poured into the existence of the other party.

…… Of course, the golden chains used to bind Elukado are just high-level imitations made by Tyre. The real thing is still in the Oak Lock, which is used to bind Del Ramos.

But even if it's a high imitation. It was enough to put Elukado into a coma.

If Elukado had been in the seal, she would have exuded this level of pressure, and her presence would have been discovered long ago. It will not wait until ten years after the collapse of the White Tower to be discovered.

Could it be that there is something wrong with Elukado's seal?

Roland's face became unusually serious.

That's right, Elukado is the undead of Elcat. Fighting against the gods who usurped the authority of the Sage under the banner of silver, her deeds were enough to make Roland bow his head and respectfully call him a hero.

But before she was swayed by the Silver Queen's charisma and threw herself into her arms and chose to become the undead, she was a brain-eater—a brutal underground race that feeds on the brains of intelligent creatures.

Due to their geographical location, the souls of the underground races are more polluted than the above-ground races that are closer to the wall of Aum in the sky. If the souls of the above-ground races are almost all blue and light blue, then the souls of the underground races are filthy and chaotic dim yellow.

Aside from the demons, they are the closest natural race to the people of the twilight, and they are also the race that is most susceptible to being polluted by the twilight.

No one wants to trust these ticking time bombs. And their particular thinking form doesn't feel that there's anything wrong with devoting themselves to the twilight.

They are outcasts of the Holy One. A humble being that is not sheltered by the walls of Aum.

They don't even have an origin. If you dig into the depths of your own bloodline like the earthly races, you will only end up falling into the dusk faster.

No one but the Silver Queen was willing to accept them. Their very existence is a symbol of chaos.

To ordinary civilians, their presence is no different from that of demons. The devil knows more morality than they do.

Especially now that the Silver Queen has passed, Roland can't guarantee that Elukardo will not choose to revive the fallen and corrupt undead as he did in "history".

It is entirely possible that she will regain her identity as the Queen of the Brain Eaters, lead the underground army to provoke the authority of the gods, and make enemies of the whole world.

It's not impossible. On the contrary, if nothing else, this should be the path she chose.

To know. Her enemies, the gods who had killed the Silver Queen, are still standing in the sky. Let go of the living and moisturized enemy who is dangling in front of you, and turn to the farm......

Elukado is not the kind of person who knows how to forbear.

Roland couldn't imagine that if Elukado's seal was broken, she would see a world ruled by the gods. What the hell will happen?

The fall of the White Tower, the third wizard massacre, the plague that has swept the world, the infighting of various countries, and the invasion of underground races and demons......

The world of Faense is already plagued by disasters.

Any unnecessary catastrophe can turn into the straw that breaks the camel's back.

- Elukado must be stopped.

Such thoughts gradually became clear in Roland's mind.

Her immortality is complicated, and there is simply no other power other than the Sleeping Mentor that can kill her.

The elect who are the Elders of the Eternal Sleep. Roland is probably the only person in this world who can stop her.

If Roland can't defeat her here, there's a good chance that the White Tower and its surroundings will be demolished by her. The history of the world has changed - and it may lead to a better future. It is more likely that the last hope of salvation will be buried with it.

Feeling the increasingly intense pressure around him, Roland's steps became more and more urgent.

Looks like she's just woken up. Now is Roland's only chance to defeat and kill her.

Ha......

Roland smiled bitterly like self-deprecation.

Unexpectedly. Coming out to find a trip to Esther would encounter this kind of thing.

I didn't expect that one day it would be me who would save the world.

"It's too rough."

Roland complained unconsciously, lifting the cane with his right hand, and the sharp blade of the cane slowly spit out.

Fortunately, I went back to the first tower and got my weapons on the first......

Suddenly, Roland seemed to think of something, his pupils narrowed instantly, and his steps couldn't help but stagnate.

…… Slowly.

Although I was meant to be here......

But if Roland remembers correctly, it seems that Anvilia also let Roland come here?

"That is to say......"

Before Roland could clear his thoughts, perhaps he heard Roland's footsteps suddenly stop, and the ground under Roland's feet suddenly trembled slightly as if he was enraged.

Without the slightest hesitation, Roland reflexively jumped backwards.

Suddenly, the walls in front of Roland burst into cracks. The boiling power gushed out of the cracks like a real tsunami.

Under the invisible lightning strike, the ground where Roland had been standing suddenly shattered with a loud roar, turning into fragments.

No doubt. Once this level of "temptation" falls on Roland, Roland will be crippled if he is not dead.

"Ha ......"

Roland sneered, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

I was still thinking that if I had a good talk with Elukado, maybe I wouldn't have to fight.

Now it seems that it is purely Roland who is thinking too much.

"Don't go back."

Suddenly, the mentor's voice rang in Roland's ears.

"Ah, I know."

Roland chuckled and nodded.

Yes, Roland finally realized.

Elukado is an underground race. It's a brain-eater. It is the enemy of humanity.

It is the presence of the blood of dusk that flows in the body.

He is a guy who can make the world around him turbulent as long as he lives.

The source of trouble, the head of all evils.

“…… This kind of person, as long as I am enough. ”

"Huh...... Are you going to be a tyrant? ”

"Ravage if you need to."

Facing the ridicule of the sleeping tutor, Roland said calmly: "But this fragile world can only withstand the ravages of one person-"

As he spoke, a silver-white flame burst out in his eyes.

It emerges from the eye socket and spreads throughout the skull. Then Roland's whole body was lit with a blazing silver-white flame.

Four spiral ribbons of light, like streamers and tentacles, burst out from behind Roland, coiling up like a snake, vigilantly watching the formidable foe in the depths.

Roland raised his sword aloft, and the blade rose from it, and silver-white flames gradually clinged to it, crawling higher ground.

Roland didn't back down.

Inexplicably, Roland remembered that night in Iron Curtain City.

He remembered the blue eyes he had seen as he handed Claudia's bloodstained hand, worried, nervous, and motherly tolerance.

Roland's expression was surprisingly calm at the moment.

It was the first time he had fought purely for someone else since he came into this world.

But unexpectedly, there is no sense of responsibility to carry heavy burdens, and there is no enthusiasm of brave people who save the world.

He just looked up, gazing at the depths of darkness with great calm as if waiting for something.

"Rest in peace."

Roland read softly. (To be continued.) )