My dear witch, please turn evil according to the script!

Chapter 169 Soul Devouring
One kilometer away, at the top of the clock tower.

Grand Inquisitor Suren looked at Flam beside him, who was chanting forbidden incantations and gathering magical power, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

No wonder he's an elf magician who's lived for over a thousand years.

How could someone remain so calm when their junior was being chased and attacked by a ninth-ring expert?
It seems I still have a lot to learn.

She almost couldn't resist intervening when she saw His Majesty Roland in trouble. If it weren't for Ms. Fram stopping her, she really wouldn't have been able to see His Majesty Roland's strength.

Even when facing a strike from a ninth-ring legend powerful enough to shatter mountains, could he remain unscathed and even slightly outspeed his opponent?
That's truly remarkable.

Those old fogies in the Vatican always talk about how great their talents are, saying that they are blessed with divine grace to have such talents.

But now it seems... there are truly countless heroes in the world.

The princess's fiancé seems to possess extraordinary strength.

The Demon King's exclusive spatial annihilation technique, a technique capable of short-distance instantaneous teleportation, and extraordinary defensive capabilities...

That's really remarkable.

To be able to fight a ninth-ring warrior for so long with only the strength of a fifth-ring warrior is almost a miracle.

Suren dared not imagine how powerful Roland would become after undergoing the Star Ring Law ritual.

What will Roland look like when his magic, physique, and all aspects of his body are greatly enhanced?

Will he receive so-called divine grace during the ceremony?
Forget it, that's not something she needs to think about right now.

Despite her youthful appearance, Suren was methodically arranging the work.

"Everyone, ensure the safety of the ceremony site."

"To conceal Lady Flam's magical aura."

"Ensure the attack is launched flawlessly!"

"If any trace of Chaos Cult activity is found, kill them on the spot."

"Yes, Grand Inquisitor!"

But just as Flam's spell was about to be fully charged and the terrifying forbidden curse was about to erupt.

Suren suddenly felt a pang of heart palpitation.

Something bad seems to have happened.

She subconsciously looked toward Roland and Cassius, who were locked in combat in the distance, and then she saw a scene she would never forget for the rest of her life.

Roland, who was originally shrouded in a black spherical barrier, now disarmed.

When Suren saw the armor on Roland's body, he almost cried out in surprise.

The Demon King's Hand! Or rather, the prototype of the Demon King's Hand!
If it weren't for the different colors of the armor, with several indigo lines encircling it, and the absence of a helmet, it would be clear that the armor was different.

Suren almost mistook it for the prototype of the Demon King's Hand!
But the drawing wasn't over yet.

Black mist suddenly erupted from Roland's right hand. After blocking Cassius's slash with his right arm armor, a dark blue enhancement burst forth from Roland's hand.

Upon seeing this, Suren's alarm bells immediately went off, and he quickly ordered his judges to set up a protective barrier to prevent civilian casualties.

Just as the judges hurriedly set up the Great Barrier of Life originating from the Earth and the Goddess of Fertility, two terrifying forces erupted simultaneously above Riskan, one after the other.

Flam's forbidden spell was finally fully charged.

As the intricate incantations on the staff were completed, Flam let out a long breath and bound the spell to Cassius's magical aura.

The language unique to elves was recited from Flam's mouth.

【Underworld Contract Judgment! 】

Complex and obscure words condensed into a massive contract in mid-air.

Then, an illusory dagger pierced through the contract and stabbed towards Cassius, who was panicking and trying to escape.

The dagger flew very slowly, but it pierced Cassius's heart in the next instant.

As the dagger pierced his heart, Cassius's life force began to drain away rapidly, and a giant pupil appeared in the sky, staring intently at Cassius.

But almost at the same moment the dagger pierced Cassius's heart, another Boundary-Breaking Spear was launched.

As the spears appeared and fell from the sky, seemingly sensing some kind of aura, the suddenly appearing giant eye closed its eyes and then disappeared into the night.

Fram: “???”

What happened? My ultimate skill was swallowed?

Well, he wasn't completely swallowed up; at least there's no doubt that Cassius's life force was rapidly diminishing.

It's not easy to find a spell in your memory that can ignore spell resistance and cause damage.

Flam couldn't even remember the last time she used this spell, which required such a long charging time.

All I remember is that this thing was a trophy I got after I wiped out a small cult.

It is said to be able to summon the Grim Reaper to strip the enemy of their life force.

Although this "Grim Reaper" seems unreliable, it does indeed work in depriving people of their life force.

However, this incomplete spell release clearly did not kill Cassius on the spot.

Even if he were hit by another World-Breaking Spear, it would be the same.

The Nine-Ring Warrior's formidable vitality meant that even though his life force was draining away like a flood, he was not completely weakened on the spot.

But it was precisely because of this that he despaired.

Before his eyes, the face of the boy named Roland Lancelot had long since disappeared, obscured by a thick black mist.

He slowly approached his increasingly weakened self, then pressed the muzzle of the black gun against his forehead, ready to pull the trigger again at any moment.

"Can't you be immune to the damage from your own spells? You're still too naive."

“Only a fool would invent a spell without considering the possibility of accidentally injuring himself.” Roland sneered, looking at Cassius before him. Seeing the man whose armor was shattered and whose life force was rapidly draining away, he felt there was no need to waste any more time.

If it weren't for this dragon scale armor, the attack from that boundary-breaking spear would have been enough to kill him on the spot.

Roland's voice, now slightly reverberant, rang in Cassius's ears: "We...see you in the next scene."

Just as Roland was about to pull the trigger, he felt a sudden surge of magical energy behind him.

It was as if it had appeared out of nowhere.

The girl in the nurse's uniform held a dagger in both hands, fearlessly preparing to plunge it into Roland's neck.

This was the only flaw she could find.

Despite her seemingly ordinary appearance, she is actually a warrior of the eighth-rank hero level, an assassin specializing in stealth and assassination.

Her timing was almost perfect.

Her movements were flawless.

Roland indeed didn't react in time.

But just as the dagger was about to pierce Roland's neck and sever his skin, the Moon Spirit Essence Liquid completed its autonomous defensive coverage.

"Ding!"

The dagger broke in an instant.

Suddenly, a terrifying black flash appeared on Roland's body.

This was not the Demon King's power; rather, the Demon King himself felt that this power was somewhat familiar.

The next moment, Roland's black musket fell to the ground in his left hand, and the next moment, he held a black sword in his hand.

The sword of silence.

Upon detecting the aura emanating from the dagger, the holy sword unleashed its true power.

Instinctively, Roland swung his longsword.

Then, a smooth, cutting sensation, like a hot knife through butter, came over her as Roland instantly severed the girl's hands, which were holding the dagger.

The dagger fell to the ground.

Cassius, who had fallen to the ground, struggled to his feet and picked up his dropped greatsword, swinging it at Roland.

Although his life force was still rapidly fading, he still had the strength to fight.

but……

The black mist on Roland's face dissipated in an instant, and a flash of crimson appeared in his originally emerald green pupils. Then, the Sword of Silence pierced through the defenses of the dragon scale armor, which had been severely damaged in the previous annihilation, and stabbed into his heart.

However, the expected death and pain did not come, and his soul did not ascend to the Lord's Kingdom as the doctrine said. Instead, it began to be devoured by the gauntlet on Roland's hand.

Cassius had no chance to be afraid.

Having arrived at the scene, Flam swung her staff without hesitation, and an invisible blade severed Cassius's head in an instant.

Meanwhile, Cellina, who had been forced to watch the battle from the sidelines for a long time, stepped forward and used her twin swords to finish off the young assassin who had lost both hands.

Suren and the group of inquisitors also cleanly and efficiently dealt with the Chaos Cultists lying in ambush nearby. These small fry, who had initially hesitated to step forward due to concerns about the aftermath of the battle, did not cause even the slightest trouble for these elite inquisitors.

The battle is over.

The ending was somewhat abrupt.

But Roland knew that it wasn't over yet.

Roland breathed a sigh of relief, covered his right hand with his cloak, then picked up the black gun that had fallen to the ground, removed the magazine, and tucked it back into his waistband.

Next comes the part about dealing with the soul.

After this brief collaboration with the Demon King, Roland realized something.

The remnant soul of the Demon King cannot even log in and temporarily improve its realm like the old man in the ring.

On the contrary, he needs Roland's permission to use any of his abilities.

In the previous collaboration, the Demon King's only contribution was using his skills to help Roland avoid being accidentally injured by the Spear of the Boundary, and to absorb the souls of Cassius and the female assassin into his gauntlets, making it easier for the next step of the operation.

The only real boost to combat power throughout the entire process is perhaps those two sword techniques at the very last moment.

The Holy Sword did indeed inject a massive amount of magical power into Roland's body at that moment, instantly replenishing Roland's energy reserves.

But the exquisite slash that severed the assassin's hands was not Roland's arm.

Only the incident with Cassius was done by Roland.

……

At the docks of Riskan.

The doctor glanced back with a hint of something, then patted the young man beside him on the shoulder: "Let's go, Cassius is dead."

"Is it really a good idea for us not to go and provide support?" the young man asked uneasily. "If the higher-ups find out, they won't..."

"Of course they will hold them accountable, but would you choose to die immediately or possibly die?"

The doctor rolled his eyes at the young man: "We've been colleagues for many years, that's why I thought of taking you with me when I ran away."

"We're an eighth-ring and a seventh-ring member, we can make a living anywhere, there's no need to hang ourselves in the Chaos Brotherhood."

“Let’s go to the Northern Kingdoms. The Annihilation Cult and the Ash Church don’t have a good relationship with the Chaos Brotherhood. We can change our identity and join them.”

"That's true... Let's go then."

Unbeknownst to anyone, two of Cassius's trusted men embarked on a journey to the north.

(End of this chapter)