"That power should be mine! Why you can afford it! ”

The white-robed man let out an unwilling roar, completely unable to understand why things were going the way they were.

"Maybe it's because, from the beginning, it chose me."

And Roland also looked at the engraving in his hand, a little puzzled.

The apocalypse virus has a group consciousness, and the first lodger will become the king, that is, the supreme authority named Eve, and the virus itself has the mission of triggering the apocalypse, and to completely achieve this requirement, another force, the existence of Adam is also indispensable, and the two together will have the power of Genesis.

But the question is, why was he chosen?

Seeing the white-robed man like that, Roland understood that he didn't have the quality to bear this power at all, and this king's power naturally couldn't be given to him by the Queen of the Virus.

Obviously, this is all done by the second Covenant Spirit behind the scenes, packing this gift and sending it to himself with courtesy.

Adam's authority is very dangerous, even for the Queen of Viruses, this authority is independent, but the second Covenant Spirit, despite his own clear hostility, still made such a bold choice.

It's so suspicious......

Although in many anime, the selection theory is an important factor, many chances, really only the protagonist can use it, only the protagonist can do all this, even if there are many in the hot-blooded comics, it is difficult to escape this fatalism, just like Naruto was born as the son of prophecy, the reincarnation of Asura, before obtaining the power of the king, first you have to be recognized by the Apocalypse virus, in the process of the silver spiral flying just now, even if someone really stands in front of Roland, and wants to snatch this power, it will only be turned into a part of the river of souls.

But Roland will not be naïve enough to think that he is really taken by the Apocalypse virus because of his success, and he will only ask for trouble when he is out of the original world.

The reason for the Queen of the Virus to take the risk of giving this royal power to Roland may be that his own nature is very suitable for the Apocalypse virus, but there is only one possibility for the second Covenant to admit this choice.

"Is there an element of Him in me that He is bound to have?"

Roland's eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't hesitate too much, he easily waved the silver-white holy sword in his hand, even after the purple enchantment, the white-robed man who was glaring at Roland could feel the full killing intent, as well as the huge magic power wrapped around the other party.

And so the earth cracked.

In the dark and deep grotto, there was a sudden thunderous explosion.

Roland's figure turned into a brilliant lightning bolt in an instant, rushing towards the direction of the purple enchantment like a cannonball.

The solid ground beneath his feet crumbled in an instant, shattering as if it had been blasted by explosives, and the terrible, fine scars spread out in all directions from his original position, carrying a thick cloud of dust that had been shaken up.

At the same time, divine brilliance erupted from Roland's hands.

The Steel Holy Sword, which was enough to annihilate the Demon King and kill the Primordial Elf King, was clenched by Roland, and in an instant, the gushing magic power turned into cold sword light, accompanied by the blazing red flame, igniting everything around it.

In the wail of the air, the dazzling sword light carried an irresistible terrifying momentum and roared towards the purple crystal wall!

Not even the sound of shattering could be made, and the purple crystal wall was sliced open in silence by dazzling silver.

The white-robed man inside the crystal wall had a changed complexion.

"How is it possible, the defense power of the River of Sighs is the best in the world!"

This seemingly small purple crystal wall was formed by the remnants of the fallen immortal's doppelganger mixed with the power of the dungeon and the virus queen, and was several times more powerful than the original.

Previously, Rui Weisi had tested its defense, and even if it used the power of lv7, it could only leave a trace.

And in the case of soul supply, it will not even leave a trace after being attacked by lv7, and now, but most of the souls in this world have already descended here, it is no exaggeration to say that even if the entire fifty-nine layers are broken, the River of Sighs will not hurt a bit.

In other words, wouldn't that blow just now have the power to shatter the entire fifty-ninth layer?

"Fallen Immortals!"

Such a bold attack made the white-robed man unable to care about wailing, and his hideous face called for the defense measures of the River of Sighs.

In fact, he didn't need to be reminded that when the River of Sighs was pierced, the statue-like fallen fairy had come to life.

The huge flowers and countless tentacles rushed towards the gap that was cut by Roland at the first time, and soon turned into purple crystals again, filling the gap.

And her counterattack has long appeared in this cave.

"Magic...... Can you still chant when you are degraded into a monster? ”

Riveria, who was looking at the whole situation from the back, let out an exclamation and subconsciously looked at Ace.

Before the Fallen Fairy could pronounce the spell to activate the magic, Ace's gaze was completely taken away.

The blood in the body began to boil, everything around seemed to be far away, and only a violent tinnitus could be heard, such a unique feeling was even stronger than the one in the jewel fetus.

"The Fall...... Immortals? ”

Ace pursed her lips, suppressing the tremor from her heart, and at this time, obviously without chanting magic, the cyan wind spontaneously danced around Ace.

It didn't take anyone to explain it, Ace knew what it was.

"It's Mom's ......"

The wind she had always witnessed as a child was something she could always feel at that time, the gentle breath of her mother.

Although she is gone, her mother has always been with her in another way, anytime and anywhere.

Just like the wind of the fairy spirit now.

Her mother has left with the hero's back, so how should she deal with herself who has inherited this bloodline?

As if feeling a resonance, even the subjective consciousness had faded, and the fallen fairy who had become a role like a wicked dog guarding the door suddenly turned his gaze to Ace and let out a cheer.

"Arya! Arya! ”

Then, the magic sung by the fallen fairy was released.

As if to dye the world red, a tsunami-like wave roared and swept in, completely submerging Roland.

The blazing flames scorched the earth, and the sun hung high in the sky.

Under the magic of the fallen immortals, the originally gloomy grotto has reversed day and night, and the wonder of black and white rebellion has occurred.

Under the protection of the fairy wind, Ace stared at the sea of fire in front of her, although she couldn't see the inside story of the sea of fire at all, but for some reason, she could feel that in it, the back that belonged to the hero ,—— belonged to her hero.

Put your hands on your chest and feel the wonderful sound of agitation and the call that seems to be instinctive.

Immortals were born to dance with heroes.

In the face of this attack, the defensive barrier held up by Riveria was also somewhat unsustainable, the fallen fairy watched everything around her, and among the lone adventurers, only Ace's wind was still stubbornly fighting the flames, and other than that, there was a scorched earth all around, watching all this, and she let out a pleasant laugh like a silver bell.

But the next moment, her laughter stopped abruptly.

In the midst of the flames, there was a flash of cold light.

With each step, the converging flames scattered and splashed like water, sparks slammed into the surrounding walls, leaving blackened craters and hot lava-like liquids.

"Flames, listen to me!"

Roland leaped high and gave a grim sneer at the stunned fairy elf.

The next moment, as if hearing the supreme order, the surging tide of fire receded like a falling tide, and the flames released by the fallen immortals turned into thousands of turbulent currents that converged on Roland's body, condensing into a layer of crimson flame clothes with the breath of hell, and they turned into pure magic and blessed Roland.

In an instant, the holy sword, purer than any silver in the world, burst out like a torrent with a light that swirled like flowing water!

In the sonorous sound, the figure of the fallen fairy spirit floating outside the river of sighs was directly slashed!

It's going to die, it's going to die, it's going to die!

The white-robed man behind the River of Sighs could no longer bear the pressure from his spine to the top of his head, as if death was behind him, and he staggered away, not caring about any ambitions, intending to wake up the virus queen behind him immediately.

And under this attack that was enough to wipe out Olarie, the Wall of Sighs, except for two deep sword marks and dense gaps, was still struggling to support itself, and like the surrounding dungeons, it was constantly repairing itself.

The white-robed man's words were not boasting, the expressiveness of the River of Sighs was indeed very good, at this time, it was like connecting the Holy Grail on the outside, and it would take a little more time to smooth it out with a power far beyond its specifications in one go.

Roland was just about to add a few swords when an ethereal voice came from behind him.

"With just one sword, you can't defeat her in one go."

"Ace?"

Looking at the girl who walked behind him, Roland frowned and said in a tactful tone.

"I know you're good, but ...... Leave it to me here. ”

But Ace did not listen to Roland's words as usual, but continued to move forward and came to Roland.

"I noticed the fact that the person who had the fire dragon armor was not seriously injured in the attack just now, but the clothes were damaged, and I, who is not so strong, can also rely on my mother's strength to fight against the magic of the immortals."

"Only the power of the immortal spirit can fight against the immortal spirit."

Roland subconsciously looked at her, and when he looked at Ace's beautiful golden pupils, he understood everything.

"Do you mean ......?"

Ace smiled shyly and threw herself into Roland's arms, making a sound like a coquette.

"I want to help you too, and right now — I feel warm in my heart."

As the distance got closer, Ace's chest also bloomed with a blue light, echoing the mark on Roland's hand.

When Roland looked ahead again, the River of Sighs had turned into a spherical monster with purple crystalline vines and a female monster's face.

The combination of the power of a dungeon and an apocalypse virus is an ancient monster that is by no means inferior to the one-eyed black dragon, and it is emitting a roar that seems to shake the world.

"So, let's get on......"

Roland felt the weight of his left hand and looked at Ace in his arms.

The girl stared into her eyes and uttered a warm call.

"Please use me."

In the next moment, Roland made a move, and he reached for Ace's chest.

"Hmmm......"

With a trance moan, Ace slowly closed her eyes.

The eyes of the Loki clan and the others, who were staring at the backs of Roland and Ace, suddenly widened, and even the infected monsters around them stopped attacking and stared at the two in mid-air with wide eyes, as if they were going to witness this moment.

As if a strong electricity was passing through his body, Roland felt this wonderful sensation, and pierced his right hand into Ace's body, spreading his five fingers, and holding the deepest beam of light.

"Roar——!!!

As if aware of the approaching crisis, the River of Sighs suddenly took the initiative to throw unprecedented tentacles at Roland, and each blow contained the power to shatter the body of a nearby first-level adventurer comparable to that of a servant.

Then, just before Roland was about to be hit, the dark wind turned into a gathering starlight, blowing away all the attacks around him.

"That's ——!"

Riveria, who was silently watching the scene from afar, opened her mouth wide.

Roland pulled a legendary sword from Ace's body.

In the face of the raging ancient monsters, Roland stood up without wavering, and he slowly let the wind lift Ace's body up, and sent her back to the camp of the expedition, holding Esther next to her with his other hand.

He looked at the roaring river of sighs in front of him and smiled with a winning smile.

"Count your sins."

Riveria subconsciously caught Ace, didn't even bother to check the other party's condition, stared blankly at the back of Roland in the distance, and let out a trembling and excited sigh.

Behind the hero holding the two holy swords, as the magic power continued to pour in, the silver-haired and blonde-haired fairy phantom also seemed to appear at his side, holding the holy sword in his hand with him.

"So, Esther, Ace, you have to go!"

He leaped high and swung the holy sword in his hand with a roar of speed, and in the same posture as the legendary hero, he lowered the light of judgment on the dark ancient monster.

(End of chapter)