"Into the underground? Sewer? ”

"Isn't there a bomb? What to do if it collapses! ”

"Then we won't be able to escape!"

Roland's words aroused everyone's opposition almost instantly.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency...... I mean, even if those maniacs are hiding in the sewers, are we going to ...... a little bit I mean, be cautious? ”

The corners of Joseph Sr.'s mouth twitched, and he squeezed out an ugly smile and squeezed to Roland's side, and whispered.

"Oh?" Roland said with a smirk, "Then you mean that you are going to disobey my orders?" ”

At the moment when he was stared at by Roland, the sense of crisis like being wrapped around the neck of a poisonous snake suddenly made old Joseph feel agitated, and he froze in place and did not dare to move.

However, that was not the sense of crisis that Roland himself brings.

At a glance, the air behind Roland seemed to be distorted, and a huge distorted eyeball several stories high stared at him with malice along Roland's gaze.

If you look closely, there are countless small white snakes that look like insects and brain marrow rolling in the eyeballs!

Old Joseph shuddered unconsciously, and his back was instantly soaked in cold sweat, and then he realized that it was just his own hallucination.

But he didn't breathe a sigh of relief at all, but was shocked-

This is not something he has never seen before.

He has been serving Sartre, the god of pain and deception, for more than fifty years. When he was still a priest of the Black Iron Order, he had obscenated the goddess of war from afar with his snooping skills, and he had suffered a similar injury at that time.

The moment the perceptual magic touched her, Joseph Sr.'s eyes were almost blinded by the violent light.

After his vision was darkened, Joseph Sr. not only saw the phantom of the huge wheel crushing him, but even his spirit was torn to shreds in an instant.

He was once the genius of all Sartre's priests who had the best hope of reaching the Silver Order before the age of thirty. But he was only unconsciously counterattacked by Sivir, and the time for him to enter the silver level was pushed back by more than twenty years.

That is called blasphemy. If the soul of a magician is too fragile to try to spy on a person who is constantly watched by a great being, it will be hurt like this.

But it doesn't make sense......

As early as two years ago, there had never been such a situation since he entered the Silver Rank Soul Alienation. Not to mention the saintess who peeked at the goddess of war, he even glanced at the cardinal of the sun and the god of justice from a distance, and this situation did not occur again.

When Joseph Sr. awoke from his vision, he felt cold all over his body, shivering like chaff, as if he had unknowingly had malaria.

This time the crime of blasphemy seemed to be lighter than the previous one, but Old Joseph knew that this divine punishment even pierced his silver-level alienated soul with a single blow, and directly acted on the physical body.

Don't say anything else, just the usual stable connection with the gods has been interrupted. Joseph Sr. estimated that he would not be able to perform a light spell for at least three hours.

As for the gods behind Roland, who were more powerful than Tyre—he didn't dare to think about that at all.

But in any case, he no longer dared to try to spy on Roland. Even with it, even the courage to question his ideas was also dispelled.

To be precise, Joseph Sr. wasn't alone in losing courage.

Relying on their own ability, there are not a few people who have used their detection capabilities on Roland before. But they either didn't receive any response, or they received a strong mental blow.

Even the three silver tiers on the bright side were no exception.

Suddenly, those who had evil intentions were hit hard, and they became much more honest all of a sudden.

No one took the lead in making trouble, and everyone was suppressed in the group, not daring to say a word.

So Roland led a large group of people into the sewers through the cracks in the earth that had been shaken, and he didn't seem to worry about the aftershocks.

When the people who stayed on the roofs of the other houses saw this, their hearts became suspicious.

After thinking about it, they decided to let a few people follow first to see the situation.

On the other side, Roland secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

…… It's a fool.

Forcibly beepping in a pile of bronze and silver surrounded by his own formal rank, Roland said that he was a little stressed.

Even if the Heavenly Prayer Guardians had the ability to see the future, as long as they calmed down and thought about it, it had nothing to do with Roland becoming their temporary leader.

Fortunately, because of their suspicions, Roland frightened them instead.

At the same time as they gave their expected objections, Roland immediately turned on Higgs's gaze prediscriminately.

Sure enough, Roland's side immediately saw a prompt for countering the magic like swiping the screen.

It is worth noting that there are four detection types of spells with more than eight rings that have been successfully countered by Roland.

In other words, there are not three people in the silver rank, but at least four!

"Klein,, Lolaia, and...... Joseph? ”

Roland narrowed his eyes slightly, and the damp snake-like aura under the black robe gradually spread.

Somewhat to Roland's surprise, Higgs' gaze was not the same as in the game.

After using Higgs's gaze, Roland clearly felt that the whole world had become much clearer.

But he knew it was nothing more than a delusion. It's like feeling that your strength is infinitely powerful when you suddenly increase your strength attributes.

However, it is a bit wrong to say that the perceptual attribute has increased - after Roland opened the attribute page, he did not see that his perceptual value increased by even 0.1.

I guess it's because the vision is polluted by Higgs.

And if nothing else, I'm afraid I'll have to undergo another round of will testing.

Roland sighed deeply and exhaled a puff of black gas with a damp and rancid smell.

He seemed to see the breath he exhaled burning in the air, flowing into winged black snakes that twisted in the air, screaming terribly, and then shattering into black-purple butterflies and tentacles wrapped around him.

It was a moist, sticky, and cold touch. It is reminiscent of earthworms, peppercorns, sprinkled coke and dried grape skins......

Under the black robe, Roland's pupils unconsciously turned upward, and the pupils gradually revealed a hint of yellowness.

At this moment, Roland heard some faint whispers.

The vague, dreamlike illusion is like hearing it from yourself under a covers.

Just as Roland realized the existence of this whisper, the indistinct voice suddenly amplified many times and sounded in his ears, calling Roland back from the brink of being lost:

"Sir, sir......"

The world before him burned like a charred and rolled oil painting, and the colorless flames faded from Roland's eyes, replaced by old Joseph with a seemingly earnest face.

He cleared his throat and cast a concerned look: "My lord, what are you thinking?" ”

What was I thinking? I wonder why Higgs's gaze hides a mental pollution!

Unprepared, Roland, who was almost lost in the illusion forever, almost cursed.

But he endured it, his cheeks twitched slightly, and finally swallowed the angry scolding that had surged to the edge of his throat.

"I was thinking that you might need a title," Roland took a deep breath to calm himself, "Orlando, Mr. Orlando...... That's what you call me. ”

Crazy Orlando – Roland remembers it vividly, it was the masterpiece of the Italian poet Ludovico.

Maybe I'm crazy.

Roland thought to himself, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, revealing a gentle and hypocritical smile.

"Now, we're inside the sewers. Our crisis comes from explosions in narrow terrain, the collapse of sewer structures, enemies who are likely to be hiding somewhere, and some corpses that are gradually festering......"

"Mr. Orlando, don't say so much, just say what we're going to do!" A man shouted in the ranks, causing a chorus of peace.

"You have to be careful. As I said before, stay in formation, engage freely, and kill when you see the enemy. ”

Roland said in a calm voice, "Fortunately, the connection of the sewer was not blown up. The bullet was completely destroyed. If we move this boulder away from us, we will enter the sewers of the City of Fortune......"

Before Roland could finish speaking, someone couldn't wait to push the high boulders in front of him to the side.

Suddenly, everyone's faces changed.

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Tomorrow's second watch, ask for a wave of three river tickets!