Chapter 160: Rewriting

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But at this moment, something completely beyond Roland's imagination happened.

Baskerville looked at Roland who was walking towards him with a look of fear, knelt on the ground with a bang, raised his head and looked at Roland with trembling all over his body, not even daring to move, not even daring to look away.

He wanted to say something to Roland, and his lips opened and closed, but because of the silence, Roland didn't know what he was talking about. I could barely make out the meaningless words "he is coming", "coming", and "spare me" from the shape of his mouth.

At this moment, Roland's heart moved, and he had a new idea.

Perhaps, there is no need to kill the Baskervilles here. This is more or less the holy city of Frankfurt, and Tyre does not allow any injustice to happen where the sun shines, and even if you execute a madman who kills someone in the street, you must first cover his upper body with a black cloth before he can be beheaded or hanged.

It is true that Roland killing him here will indeed bring himself a lot of power, and can give himself a very strong illusion. Combined with Cyra's internal cooperation, Roland was able to bypass some of the traps set by the Cardinals and go directly to the heart of the struggle.

But now, Roland saw Baskerville, who was so frightened that he almost bowed down to him, and he couldn't cut him off.

It's not that I'm soft-hearted. Roland was not stupid enough to relent, at the begging of such a madman.

The problem is that in the face of such a person who has completely given up resistance and is kneeling on the ground begging for his life, Roland, as a priest of Tyre at the moment, has no position to take his life.

Not to mention in the holy city of Frankfurt, even in other cities. Once someone lays down their arms and kneels to beg, the priests of Tyre must not kill them in the light of day.

Unless Tyre personally confirms that the Great Heresy is allowed to be sent to the Legion of the Flare to be erased, it is absolutely not to kill in daylight unless necessary.

For the priests of Tyre, this is a blasphemy against the purity of the sun. Ditch. There's even a blasphemy against Tyre. Blasphemy rituals. It was in the midday light that a human was stabbed to death on the altar to Tyre with a sword - the best option was the priest of Tyre.

Such an act of profanity. Blasphemy goes far beyond spitting on icons and smearing blood and filth. Tyre has always tried to prevent his solar realm from being contaminated with concepts such as "taking life" and "tyranny", lest he later drift away from the priesthood of "famine" and "suffering".

They are, after all, the stealers of power. They can't even develop their own magic spells, but can only use spells that have been processed by the power of the Eye of Aum.

In a sense, priests nowadays are even more like mages than wizards. They used the power of the Eye of Aum to rewrite all the spell descriptions in bulk, and transferred the cost of spells to the Wall of Aum, which they proudly called the gods. Admittedly, their magic is still an inspired ability that requires sufficient perception to use, but in reality it is just a spell that needs to be authorized to be released with a one-click macro.

Strictly speaking. Now all the priests are priests of the Eye of Aum. Because no matter what realm of divine arts, it is only a manifestation of the power of the Eye of Aum. These spells are still powerful, but their effects are not subject to the will of the gods.

Even if Cell's will was distorted by Jupiter IV, the magic he unleashed was the most powerful, and it was impossible for him to surpass Tyre himself. Because in the same field, Thiel is undoubtedly the existence of the cap.

It is precisely because Tyre's realm is so well suited to himself that he can become the strongest god. Although he didn't become the king of the gods, he was almost there.

And if Tyr's realm is displaced to the realm of famine and tribulation, and Tyre himself is not good at these realms. This means that all magic without such elements cannot be used.

It's like Enzos. Ever since his hubris came into contact with the twilight, he himself has not been able to extricate himself from the vortex of contradictions between truth and terror. His priest could not have been truly detached, and all believers had to endure the madness and suffering of Enzos. And no matter how much they thought about it, they were just repeating the path of their gods in the end.

However, in Roland's list of divine arts, there are a few that are of extraordinary significance.

Baptismal chant, innocent chant, decay chant, frost prayer, silent prayer, innocent chant, funeral chant. These seven divine techniques that require prayers, these seven divine techniques developed by the Sleeping Teacher, are the divine powers that truly come from the Holy One. And whether it's the Divine Technique of the Negative Energy series or the Touch of Decay. It's all because they fit in with the master's realm that they were just by Roland's own realm.

Strictly speaking, their source is still the Eye of Aum. The concept of Aum's eye is the organization of everything and the establishment of order, and he is like an administrator who organizes materials in the library.

And in those seven, the teacher emphasized that she must be praised in order to release the divine magic, which is the decentralization of the power that can truly distort the world.

Whether it's canceling injuries, erasing immortality, or bringing a projection of some hell to you. It's like a command typed on a console.

- In that case, does it mean that the priority of the teacher's exclusive divine art is even the same as that of the creation of life?

In order to conceal his true deeds, Roland held a golden flame and walked to the Baskerville, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Tyre said, 'Repent of y'—"

As the ring on Roland's left hand flashed, Roland's voice rang out deafeningly.

As he spoke, Roland pressed the flame in his hand to Baskerville's forehead. At the same time, Roland prayed in a low and quick voice, "Rest in peace—"

"Never forget to sing, never forget to pray, never forget to sleep! Appoint me, learn from me, obey me! Rest on my hands! Your sins will be oiled and sealed! ”

As the echo of Roland's last sentence was about to dissipate, Roland opened his mouth and prayed in a higher voice: "The sun will always rise, but your sins will not be forgiven forever and forever unless you repent—"

"Only may the Lord have mercy on this wretched soul!"

"—Bow down to me! Sinner! ”

Roland maintained the semblance of a sacrifice to Tyre while praying to his mentor. Under the cover of the golden flame, a silver-gray light was slowly engraved on the forehead of Baskerville, who was trembling but did not dare to struggle.

It took half a minute for Roland to slowly let go of his hand and lift the silence barrier.

I saw that Baskerville slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were silvery, and the madness, pain, and distortion of the previous ones were completely gone.

He bowed heavily to Roland, and said softly in a tone of relief: "You have led me to the great way, so that I may behold the glory of my lord, and lift me out of madness. ”

Only Roland and himself understood what he meant: "Thank you...... Your Majesty. At the behest of our Lord, I will give you everything. ”

Even after the Silence Barrier was lifted, there was still a moment of silence around them.

They may not understand anything else, but the people of the Holy City are the only ones who have heard the sound of "Your Majesty".

In this land, there are only two people who can be called Your Majesty!

In the dead silence, the people who noticed Roland's left hand screamed in ecstasy and wept with joy. They chanted the name of Tyre and knelt on the ground and kissed the ground where Roland had walked.

Yes. They were not abandoned. The people of the holy city are by no means outcasts.

They will be refuted in the glory of Tyre until death!

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