A strong crimson glow radiates its own power.

The sky and the starry sky as far as Roland's eye could see had been filled with this bright red light.

The color of the light went from dark to light, as if someone had smeared the blood-red paint on the curtain of the universe.

"The spirit of the covenant [the villain in the bottle] has been contracted."

"The Pactling [Vampire King Accardo] has been contracted."

"The spirit of the pact [Ghost Spider Naraku], has been contracted."

“……”

The original melodious sound of the Key of All Souls, which symbolized the influx of power, could no longer stir Roland's heartstrings after ringing in thousands of numbers.

Instead, Roland feels like he's at the center of a disaster.

It was as if a mortal who had lost all his power was going through an eighth-magnitude earthquake, and everything in his eyes was turned upside down.

The surrounding sounds were all gone, except for the screeching and thunderous roar of the boiling water.

It is not wise to contract all the spirits in one breath, no matter what the point of view.

After devouring the Apostles and the Void Force, and further pursuing the Extreme Realm of the Mind, the price of the Pact Spirit could hardly affect Roland.

But that doesn't mean he can absorb the Pact spirit indefinitely.

The combination of the unity of spirit and flesh and the third law only greatly increased Roland's threshold, not that the price of the spirit disappeared.

After swallowing the Covenant Spirit Wings, which allowed the winged snake to break through the limit and skyrocket in strength, Roland quickly understood the consequences of doing so.

The spirit itself varies in magnitude and particularity, and the light that determines their value to the contractor is distinguished by the magnitude of the cost.

Looking at the colorful pact wings in front of him that instantly turned into a solid blood red, the corners of Roland's mouth twitched silently.

Although he is well aware of the dangers and threats that he will face in the future.

But as a seeker who embarks on the path of mortality, he also has a reason not to lose.

Every pact spirit is unwilling to accept the current ending, a new possibility.

When colliding with a behemoth ocean like Roland, the path brought by a single pact spirit is enough to increase or decrease the surface of the sea.

For Roland, who now turns possibility into a life bar, this is undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime and coveted opportunity.

It was unclear how long the next fierce battle would last, and without these Covenant Spirits, he would have no chance of counterattacking.

Although it is possible to reduce the number of contracts, it would be a joke if the crucial possibility of defeat was missing.

But greed comes at a price.

The spirit itself transcends the boundaries of life and death, and even the annihilation of the soul does not affect its formation, and it is a 'change' refined from the deepest residues.

Not only the ability, but also the influence of the spirit is also part of the change.

Most of the Covenant spirits will inject their own indelible obsessions, or resentment and anger at the moment before death, into the influence, which is an out-and-out double-edged sword.

“…… Went berserk. ”

In the world of the mind, Roland, who was hung on the cross, sighed, his face a little gloomy.

In the case of the end of thousands of pactuals, his past spiritual accumulation can only barely maintain the form of his self in the form of a cross like the apostle.

Even so, in the surrounding Kuroshio, those influences still turned into pitch-black tentacles, entangled in Roland's body little by little, and gradually increased in intensity.

The strength of a tentacle was not as strong as his, but after it was twisted into a ball, although Roland had tensed his muscles and struggled to resist, he was still straightened by this huge force and his body was straightened little by little.

In the process, the tentacles poured up as if they were endless, dividing Roland's body by themselves.

It's been a long tug-of-war, but as things stand, there can only be two outcomes.

Either Roland's mind was torn from the cross and torn apart, or his mind was torn apart along with the cross.

The only thing worth rejoicing for Roland is that although he went berserk, he instinctively didn't forget to chase the winged snake.

It seems that although the influence of the Covenant Spirit is very different, the thinking is still the same when it comes to the nature of extinction.

The question now is how to overcome these effects.

The influence of the power of extinction is constantly devouring his body, and it can be seen from the fact that he is now so likely that he can turn against Tiangang and chase the winged snake to beat him...... He had no hope of getting out of it.

Because before the winged serpent's counterattack began, he was already shaken in his heart, as if he couldn't support it.

"I want to be killed by real humans!"

"I want to transcend the truth and become an eternal God!"

"I want to get the heart of Kikyo"

“…… Old-fashioned tricks. Listening to the louder and louder in his ears, which can already be regarded as a magic sound of spiritual pollution, Roland commented expressionlessly.

"Moreover, are some of the requirements too specific, and you can't forget others even after you die?"

As the master of the Key to All Souls, Roland, who is just starting out, is far inferior to a natural powerhouse like the winged serpent, whether it is the time he has experienced or the time he has mastered power, so in the accumulation of the other party, he has opened his eyes very much.

Compared to the vague influence or requirements of most pact spirits, the price of some pact spirits is actually the specified object, and if they are not born in that world, pure and pure is a sinkhole.

What the hell is it to get someone else's heart, physical or spiritual?

Can hypnosis be counted, or does it limit the warrior of pure love?

After watching the play quietly for a while, Roland, who found that the whispers around him were getting less and less, said with some confusion.

"Why don't you continue?"

He was met with silence around him.

In fact, the tearing of the tentacles never stopped, and the results were remarkable.

- Roland's hands have been detached from his wrists, and only thin threads like spider silk are still disconnected from the main body.

But what is torn is torn apart, and pollution is pollution.

Judging from the current situation, even if the whole body is torn to pieces, it will still take a long time to digest the will of oneself in it.

Most of the Covenant Spirits are just crippled chaotic wills, but it is undeniable that according to the depth of their obsessions, the Covenant Spirits have the instinct to choose the right host and survive.

Even if it's just a residue, if you choose the right host, you can achieve an alternative resurrection.

They didn't want to be in a stalemate with Roland like this, and then die together under the extinction.

The endless whispering sounded again, much softer than the previous magic sound that was just frantically shouting obsession, like a mental hospital.

Roland also cheered up again, and listened with interest, not even looking at the tentacles that had been torn to his shoulders.

Anyway, there doesn't seem to be a way to stop it.

After listening to the whispering promises for a while, he shook his head tastelessly.

"Unqualified."

"It's just a cliché thing like power and wealth, even if it's a future to survive, what's the point if I'm no longer me?"

"And to believe in the promises made by a group of weaklings who are not as good as mine is in itself a ridiculous thing."

Roland said with a sneer.

"What's more, your tentacle posture with such chaos is too spicy and untempting, at least to kneel naked in the posture of a beautiful girl, it's barely worth my consideration."

Speaking of this, Roland added as if he remembered something.

"By the way, don't take off your stockings."

Because their minds were united and torn apart, Roland's words seemed to shock the surrounding spirits, so much so that for a long time, they did not speak again.

Even if XP is free, it's too evil, and it's still a bit too extreme.

Because of the cold scene, the atmosphere became more and more solemn.

Roland's body was also torn apart by the tentacles, but his expression remained calm, and he even had a smile that was easy to wear.

The winged serpent, which was being violently beaten, also began to fight back, and under the threat of the rising power of extinction, the Covenant spirits were the first to compromise.

With a soft will, they extended an olive branch to Roland.

After that, the Covenant spirits will stop their erosion of Roland and use their power as the main body.

The price of use will only be engraved on the periphery of Roland's mind, at most he will occasionally lose control of himself, and, in the years to come, as long as Roland meets the conditions for digestion, they will also be digested.

This is the condition that strikes directly at the deepest desires of Roland's heart.

As long as he nodded, with the active cooperation of the Covenant Spirit, Roland, who had proved his will, only needed to comply with the original conditions of the Covenant Spirit, and he could contract with all the Covenant Spirits in one breath, avoiding the risk of losing himself, and he could also obtain the power to make a comeback.

In a situation where there is an enemy like the winged serpent, and the disparity between friend and foe is huge, every second is precious, and the value of this condition is self-evident.

- No one in their right mind can refuse this gift.

The surrounding tentacles also moved slightly, turning back into blood-red light, intending to attach to Roland's surface.

Surrounded by great enemies and dying lives, how can anyone miss such a win-win condition?

"Sounds good, it looks like you scum haven't completely lost your mind."

After a moment of silence, Roland looked up.

Then, he grinned and sneered.

"—but I refuse!

One of my favorite things to do at Roland...... It's to say 'NO' to someone who thinks they can control me, and reject it! ”

That's right, everything sounds good.

The Covenants kept the bottom line, and Roland survived the crisis and reaped the help.

However, from the very beginning, the Covenant spirits ignored one issue.

"It's just a covenant spirit, and you deserve to negotiate terms with me?"

"If it's normal, forget it, in the face of annihilation, why do you dare to resist me if you can't survive in terms of cost or ability!"

They far underestimated Roland's greed and ambition.

A crisis is a turning point.

While the power of extinction is a great threat, it is also a party that can be used in reverse.

"From the very beginning, there was only one condition I could accept, you all gave up the price, and then I ate it, and obediently turned into my possibility!"

Roland's eyes were full of malice and madness.

What kind of arrogant and stupid guy is this?

The darkness around him shook in disbelief, and one by one huge black hands suddenly reached out, tearing Roland to pieces along with the cross behind him.

The distorted power continued to erode Roland, and the black hand holding the fragment in the palm of his hand gradually exerted force, wanting to crush Roland's last will.

At that moment, a whisper of satisfaction suddenly sounded.

"That's right."

In the next second, the black hand that could easily break through Roland's mind protection was pierced by the light that suddenly lit up with the fragments in his hand.

In the storm of light, the fragments quickly glued together, revealing a black-haired and red-eyed boy who had escaped the shackles of the cross.

"I was wondering just now, judging from the quantity, you don't need to stalemate with me at all, tear my body by increasing the tentacles a little bit, wouldn't it be good to just go straight to one breath?"

"And why do you threaten or tempt you with words every time you tear off the fragments of my heart and try to digest them? Anyway, I can't unite if I'm a fragment, so wouldn't it be nice to wear it off a little bit? ”

"Deliberately use a method like execution to increase my psychological pressure, give up the royal road strategy method that tore me to pieces and digest my will in the first place, and the connection between me and the fragment of my heart that cannot be severed, plus you are all pact spirits who can't escape the capture of the winged serpent."

He slowly reached out and touched his chest.

This spiritual world also shook suddenly, and the outside had already broken away from the control of thousands of Covenant Spirits and Roland's will, and fell into a violent body, and he also made the same action.

"These facts mean only one thing."

A pleasant smile tugged at the corners of Roland's mouth.

"Now you are under me."

The Light of the Heart is not the preserve of one world, and there is no shortage of other worlds that have power systems that can be harnessed in advance.

A stand-in that embodies the soul, a slashing knife that resides the essence in the blade, or simply turns it into a superpower.

Although in different ways, there is no difference in the nature of these heart lights.

Coming into contact with a conceptual world like Shizuki in advance allows magicians who have not yet sublimated the essence of life to let their own mental landscapes erode the world.

Qi Ling naturally has this essence, and Roland was indeed frightened at the beginning.

However, when he realized that his fragments had not lost contact in the first place, he was puzzled.

Because the magnitude is weaker than himself, it's not incomprehensible that the fragments of the mind can resist erosion, but it's a little weird that they don't even cut off the connection, and this way is not pressure.

This incident made Roland begin to examine his own heart.

In the journey from Shizuki to Game Life, he spent a lot of effort in order to clarify his own path.

In order to turn the obsession of the soul into a desire to be able to transcend {reason}, Roland even preferred to temporarily suspend the acquisition of the Star Cup, but also to restrain the desire of the soul in an armed way.

Because the mind is a thing that changes, just as the experience of a famous high jumper in the moon on different world lines can change the scenery of the inherent enchantment.

Desire is to turn the heart from ice into an unquenchable flame.

When the ice is piled up into an iceberg, the flame that is sealed in it will indeed wilt, but the ice will eventually melt, and the flame will not be extinguished.

These Covenant Spirits, which can only act as power banks under the restraint of winged snakes and cannot exert their power without a host, are they ice or flames?

The silver double helix quickly wrapped around Roland's hand, reappearing in the armor that longed to be the Sword of the World.

He smiled and raised the hilt of his sword.

"Now ,—— time to eat food has come."

(End of chapter)