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

Chapter 236 This is no ordinary catastrophe; a decisive blow is necessary.

Since he couldn't bring the Demon King into stealth mode with him, Roland had no choice but to use a method that consumed less energy: taking the Demon King, this human-shaped search engine, towards the target location.

The method involved walking—Roland would lead the way, using his innate spells to deal with the flesh-and-blood mutants on the street, while the Demon King would follow behind, strolling around and occasionally looking at the map to direct Roland on which intersections to turn at.

Yes, perhaps it was out of self-preservation, perhaps the cultist who had been a bakery owner for over forty years didn't want the city to be destroyed, or perhaps some other complex psychological motivation.

In short, this person very cooperatively listed all the places Landers might go.

He even identified several deliberate locations, based on his years of experience as a veteran cult member, that might be suitable for hiding people.

In short, he seemed to have really told Roland everything he knew.

Seeing how cooperative the other party was, Roland didn't leave. He simply inscribed a circle of runes for spell interference and spell countermeasure around him before departing.

Of course, the reason they left so easily was because, after some inspection, the Demon King discovered that the circular megastructure had been placed under a state of emergency lockdown after the shield generation system was overloaded, forming a barrier that blocked all communication magic from spreading outwards.

All functions are suspended; the entire thing is now a giant aerial prison.

Perhaps because it was once the engine of the Demon King's castle, or perhaps because the Empire wanted to prevent people from using spatial teleportation to raid it, there are even facilities here similar to spatial stabilization spears.

If it weren't for the fact that, like the Demon King, this place is a remote, isolated island, completely sealed off from the outside in.

I don't need to worry at all that the other party can escape.

Even destroying this colossal structure is impossible; Roland has already tested its defensive capabilities with his strongest attack methods.

Even the Spear of Boundary Breaking could only smash a hole about one person wide in this place filled with spatial stabilization spells.

In short, after crushing monsters that covered three city blocks with their telekinesis, Roland and the Demon King finally arrived at the first address marked on the map.

A... old bar that looks like it's been around for a long time.

Although the place looked somewhat familiar, Roland didn't think much of it and used Flash to bring the Demon King into the house.

After dealing with the unfortunate monsters in the bar with the Sword of Silence, Roland breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in a still intact chair to catch his breath.

Clearly, even using only the simplest psychic attacks along the way had left him somewhat mentally exhausted.

Fortunately, the bar was in a secluded location, so no monsters would notice it, and he was able to take a break for a while.

The Demon King also pulled up a chair and sat down, propping his head up with his left hand, which was resting on the table: "You kid... you're getting more and more secrets."

“A talent spell that usually only appears in human women… You actually have one? Although it seems to have only so-so effects, I can sense that it’s more that you haven’t understood how to develop your own abilities.”

"Never mind... By the way, what are you planning to do next?"

"This place doesn't look like the place that old general would come to at all. It seems that the Chaos Cultist wasn't telling the truth."

Roland waved his hand, took a deep breath, and then spoke: "No... he wasn't lying. I've been here before... although it was in that dream."

Roland stood up. During his rest, he checked the spatial coordinates... and they were exactly the same as the ones he had recorded in his dream.

Yes, this is the place the old man I met when I first entered the city brought me here.

Although time has passed and the tavern has been renovated many times, its location has never changed.

Without explaining in detail to the Demon King, Roland got up and, following his memory, found the hidden room and went inside.

Unfortunately, the secret mechanism that was originally disguised as a bookshelf in the room is gone.

Clearly, the later owner had improved the security measures, but it wasn't a big problem; he remembered the location of the secret passage. Roland, without hesitation, used the Spear of the Sun in conjunction with the Sword of Silence to begin the cutting operation at the location he remembered.

The Demon King, watching Roland bustling about, wore a speechless expression.

What should we do? This kid's mental state seems a bit off.

Although she could sense that the wall was empty, there was a very strange and conspicuous statue on Roland's desk to his right.

The Demon King didn't say anything, but walked up to the statue of the Knight King, tested it, and easily turned the mechanism.

The sudden activation of the mechanism nearly caused Roland to jam the Sword of Silence in the wall.

He turned sharply to look at the Demon King, and then saw the Demon King's slightly concerned gaze: "You must be really tired, you didn't even notice such an obvious trap."

"Why don't we rest here a little longer?"

The situation became somewhat awkward for a moment, but Roland shook his head: "No, finding General Landros as soon as possible is the priority."

On his way here, Roland had already basically confirmed one thing—Isfar was beyond saving.

Apart from the survivors seen in the church, there were no other living people here.

Just like that cult member said.
Perhaps most people will not show symptoms of mutation at the beginning, since they have not been affected by much cognitive contamination at that time.

but……

The longer one is exposed to the contaminated magical environment, the higher the probability of mutation becomes.

Those who happened to be attending church services were among the luckiest people in the entire city.

These aberrations are also sources of cognitive pollution, and the situation in Isfar will not improve unless these things are completely eliminated.

Having learned that the circular megastructure could be used to amplify spells, Roland decided to solve the problem here in the simplest and most drastic way.

First, he has already completed the task of communicating with the main source.

After the blessing was activated, he could already feel that faint connection; with a little effort, he would be fine. The second step was to release the forbidden spell, Skyfall, through the amplification formula of the giant structure.

This forbidden spell, with its extremely strict usage conditions and the ability to inflict friendly fire, was used to thoroughly wipe out the city.

The forbidden spell erases all living targets within its range.

It's very thoughtful that it doesn't affect the building.

Before performing the spell, Roland needed to find a way to evacuate the known survivors.

To do this, the dream spell must be dispelled.

In other words, he has to confront the source of the pollution himself... Who knows what those cultists who went too far summoned?

Roland didn't think too much about it and led the Demon King down the familiar but moss-covered steps into the underground.

Apart from becoming older and more dilapidated, everything was not much different from the scene recreated in my dream.

However, things changed very quickly.

The stone door that Roland remembered as tightly closed and requiring a special key to open had disappeared.

The Demon King finally realized where he was.

"Oh... this is it."

"You've been here before?" Roland asked the Demon King.

"Yes. This is the door I dismantled before."

"What's hidden inside?"

"...I'm sorry, I can't say."

The Demon King wore an apologetic expression: "Well, after all, it involves some secrets that can't be told, and I don't want to be suddenly eliminated."

"If you're angry, how about I kiss you to make it up? You can kiss me anywhere, okay?"

Roland: "..."

Roland ignored the Demon King's second half of his words and walked straight into the cave tunnel in front of him.

If I remember correctly, we still have a long way to go, so there's no time for idle chatter.

Seeing that Roland didn't react, the Demon King happily put his hands behind his back and followed Roland into the tunnel in front of him.

However, compared to the scene in the dream, there are no longer any torches to illuminate this place, which means that the Demon King must have dismantled a lot of things when he last visited this place.

Moreover, the Demon King's hesitant demeanor just now confirmed one thing for Roland—what was hidden here might indeed be something unexpectedly good.

And it could very well involve the Grim Reaper.

The only ones who could silence the Demon King were the gods.

The only one connected to the other party is Death, right? Even if they might have had contact with other gods, the probability of them being connected to Death is the highest.

Based on Roland's fragmented understanding of the Demon King, it's likely that the Demon King's attitude towards the other gods isn't very good.

She's not the type who will stop talking if you tell her not to.

Moreover, the Demon King was even worried about being wiped out... Only the Grim Reaper could easily erase a soul.

Although the above series of deductions is not rigorous at all, Roland's intuition tells him that he may very well find the answer to his origins here.

Thinking of this, he even quickened his pace.

If the Demon King takes it so seriously, then could the temple I saw be the temple of the God of Death?

Roland, increasingly excited, simply started running, leaving the Demon King following behind speechless.

Her current frail body is no match for Roland.

Before long, the boy disappeared from her sight.

"Damn it, has this kid guessed something?"

The Demon King gave up the chase, put his hands on his knees, bent over and caught his breath before continuing the pursuit in the tunnel.

Meanwhile, Roland, who had arrived at the temple of his dreams first, was also stunned.

I saw an old man leaning against the wall and walking out.

The other person also saw Roland, and their eyes showed some shock, which quickly turned into excitement.

"Great! Reinforcements have arrived!"

"I am Lanzhous! Young man, time is of the essence! We must, cough cough, we must immediately eliminate the source of the pollution!"

"Follow me quickly!"

"One of the two ninth-ring soldiers from the military is a traitor, it's him... cough cough cough, never mind, we'll talk about that later, let's stop the ceremony first!"

(End of this chapter)