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

Chapter 344 Unexpected Reinforcements

Three minutes ago.

Seeing that the enemy did not immediately rush forward, and instead the scene fell into a deathly silence, Roland's tension increased even more.

A legendary figure lurking in the shadows is far more difficult to deal with than a legendary figure who likes to cause trouble.

At least Roland could have stacked up the buffs to the maximum and then used the Holy Sword skill to show him what cheating really meant.

But the former... not to mention that the other party can disappear instantly, proving that the other party has some means of escaping and hiding, or even to think the worst, the other party has the ability to fly to high altitudes.

This is not good news.

It is obvious how troublesome an enemy who has mastered the skill of flight is.

At least Roland doesn't have many options for dealing with air units right now.

But just as he was tense and searching for a solution, it seemed as if a thread binding something in his mind had snapped.

The next moment, a powerful, invisible spiritual force emanated from Roland's side and spread in all directions.

Naturally, it also spread to the high heavens.

Immediately afterwards, Roland's mental power detected the man in black hiding high in the sky.

And his voice.

Although not much information was revealed, he gleaned some insights.

This guy isn't a member of the Chaos Brotherhood.

Roland immediately connected the information the Demon King had just revealed.

Pardon Council.

It seems that, just as the Demon King said, the relationship between the Absolution Society and the Chaos Brotherhood may be more than just a change of name.

Originally, he didn't intend to alert the enemy; he planned to gather more information and then see if he could cast a location spell without leaving a trace.

But he soon heard something about Kalia...

Roland couldn't quite remember what happened after that.

I only remember that my "psychic power" seemed to have changed.

Some things have changed.

The next moment, he saw the threads disappear. Because Roland didn't want them to continue existing.

Immediately afterwards, he launched Polycia into the air.

Before taking off, he understood the true meaning of his innate spell.

Interference, in this context, refers to the modification and distortion of certain aspects of reality.

Interference between mental and material factors is the distortion of reality by the mind.

"Hehe, instead of trying to run away, you've come looking for me?"

"You think I've been observing you from high above because I'm afraid of you?"

"Kid, don't underestimate the difference between a ninth-ring expert and a lower-ranking one!"

Roland looked at the enemy in front of him, said nothing, and simply began to stack buffs on himself.

Magic circuit amplification activated! Sun rune projection activated! Holy sword active skill activated! Great Source Blessing activated! Rune magic enhancement inscription begins!
Watching Roland's aura explode in the blink of an eye, instantly becoming no weaker than his own, and even continuing to increase!
Its power was no less than that of the Demon King he had once seen.

He also managed to escape from the pursuit of Wang Tingjun back then.

However, he did not panic.

The longer you live, the more often you will see this brief burst of power.

There is no such thing as a power surge without a price in this world.

"You can't maintain this state for long, can you?" The man in black chuckled sinisterly, and invisible threads began to fill the air.

As Polysia transformed into a bone dragon, she roared, and a dark purple flame ignited around her, burning away the approaching threads.

Now, she feels incredibly strong.

“That’s enough to deal with you,” Roland said calmly.

"Ah."

The man in black gave a cold laugh, then moved swiftly and fled into the distance!

Fight? Fight my ass!

If I could beat them, I would have gone down to fight already, right?
He was already somewhat wary of Roland, who was at the seventh ring, but now Roland, who had risen to the ninth ring through various means, was riding a terrifyingly strong bone dragon. It would be a miracle if he could defeat him!
He wasn't stupid. As a warrior with limited skills, if he faced Roland alone, he could try to kill him quickly by relying on the strong physical qualities of a ninth-ring warrior.

But he wouldn't dare do that against Roland, who had a tanking support ability by his side.

The last person to do this was Cassius, whose strength wasn't much higher than this unfortunate commander of the sword guards.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been sent out to perform frontline missions.

These guys, who barely managed to reach the ninth-circle legendary level thanks to God's grace, are not even comparable to bishops like Bislow who rose to their positions through strength and talent.

Even if they encounter a high-ranking paladin squad from the Holy See, they have to avoid them.

Cassius was alright; thanks to the dragon scale armor he had acquired by chance, he could use its extremely high defensive power to do things beyond his capabilities.

Even the weakest nine-ring is still a nine-ring. After making up for some of its shortcomings, it is no different from a normal nine-ring legendary.

But he was a penniless wretch with no equipment, and the only good thing he owned had just been broken in two.

How can you possibly fight Roland, who's decked out in divine armor?
Self-awareness is the key to his survival to this day.

Therefore, running away is the best option.

While I might not be able to outrun Roland... I don't need to outrun him either.

He was not fighting alone this time, deep behind enemy lines.

The Chaos Brotherhood, though numerous but mostly composed of mediocre members, is far more favored by the Lord than the Forgiveness Society, which is never short of strong individuals.

He was just a guy who barely crossed the legendary threshold with the help of a blessing, and had no possibility of further improvement. He was just an executor who was scattered around.

At this moment, the Federation of Nations could already foresee another war between demons and humans. The Holy See, the Academy, the Empire, the Royal Court, and the powerful figures within the Federation's own borders... all five forces were watching the Kingdom of Platia, which was about to become the flashpoint of war.

Hundreds of years ago, even the demons and humans, whose brains were practically bulging from fighting, were able to forge an alliance, agreeing to prioritize eliminating cult members upon discovery of the Amnesty Council before fighting their own wars.

If the two sides cooperate well, they can even pause the fighting for a couple of days to rest and recuperate.

Both sides will also spontaneously collect those who died in the extermination operation and then exchange their remains.

It was like this hundreds of years ago, and it's probably still the same now.

Just in case, the team that carried out the miracles for this absolution ceremony consisted of three bishops and twelve other blessed individuals like him.

Simply put, it's a team of fifteen action members, each with at least a nine-ring legendary rank combat power.

Although it sounds impressive, only three of the fifteen bishops possess truly legendary combat power.

The remaining twelve are all showy but empty.

The man in black was decisive: he wanted reinforcements!
Whether it was the team members operating in the surrounding area, or the bishop himself...

Even if he might be executed afterward, if he brings the information about the Divine Child and sets a trap to capture Roland... hehehe, he will definitely be able to escape death!

Judging from Roland, who was still hot on his heels, the kid had no idea what he was up to. He was only focused on killing him before the effects of his increased strength wore off.

Tsk tsk... I never expected that the Grand Duke of the Empire would value the Divine Child so much.

Perhaps we don't need to kill him; by using the divine child to blackmail him, we might be able to get him to work for the absolution council.

"Nile, what are you doing?"

A gentle voice, imposing yet tinged with a sinister quality, rang in the black-clad man's ears.

He suddenly stopped, and his whole body began to tremble as if it were a leaf.

Although he had prepared himself mentally, he still couldn't help but feel fear when he actually stood in front of the bishop.

"M-Sir...the thing is..."

As the man in black named Nero continued to flee, he mentally recounted the events that had just occurred and the situation of the divine child to the bishop who had yet to appear.

After listening to Nero's account, the bishop remained silent for a long time.

"I see... I'll spare your life since you brought back crucial intelligence."

"Of course, the premise is that you cooperate with me to abduct the God Child back to the church headquarters."

"This is to atone for your sins. If you can't do it... the Pardon Council doesn't need useless people."

Despite the gentle tone, Nero felt a chill run down his spine.

"Stop running now, turn around, and I'll help you deal with that bone dragon."

"As for this human... don't kill him. Your idea just now wasn't wrong. As long as we capture the Divine Child, he can indeed be used by us..."

The bishop's words suddenly stopped, and then his figure, which had been hidden in mid-air, was revealed.

The next moment, countless complex runes swirled around and formed a complex ring.

Forbidden Spell: Falling Sky!

Roland's soft whisper reached their ears.

A massive cloud of magic coalesced in an instant, far faster and more powerful than when it first displayed its power in Isfar!
The bishop's figure vanished the instant the magical cloud formed.

As a ninth-ring warrior, Nero narrowly avoided the attack before the cloud fell and exploded.

Immediately afterwards, a dark purple dragon's breath shot out, pressing down on the escape route that Nero had constructed in the air with silk threads.

Countless clouds were dispersed, and sunlight streamed down from the sky.

Following closely behind were countless runes forming the Boundary-Breaking Spear technique in mid-air.

Roland held the sword in one hand, while his free left hand constantly changed gestures, rapidly constructing rune spells.

But the next moment, a surge of magic struck. Just as the three world-shattering spears were about to hit Nero and tear him to pieces, a massive magical storm destroyed the spell constructed with runes.

A tall woman wearing a mask stood between Nero and Roland.

The next moment, a sharp blade flashed, and a crack appeared on the woman's mask.

Clearly, stopping the Demon King's exclusive spell is not so easy.

The mask slipped off, revealing Roland's true face beneath his increasingly grim expression.

It lacks the facial features of a normal person.

All that remained was a single, enormous, jet-black eye.

Only eyes.

"That's enough of the joking around."

The unknown bishop spoke slowly, revealing countless withered, twisted arms behind him.

"Next, please come and sit in the church."

"I believe that after this exchange, you will be willing to do your part for our great cause."

Roland frowned slightly: "That's not necessarily true."

"Heh, you know very well the difference in strength between us."

"Your temporary power boost cannot stop me."

A huge, irregularly shaped black shadow appeared behind the one-eyed monster.

Roland gripped his sword tightly, and Polycia began to mentally call for Elena to log in and play for her; she hadn't forgotten that.

But while Polycia was secretly calling for reinforcements, Elena said, "Don't worry, someone will take care of the trouble."

The next moment, an endless sea of ​​blood covered the sky above where Roland and the bishop were.

A handsome man with a slightly sinister air appeared in front of Roland.

"Prince Dracula, the Blood Demon, has come to assist Your Excellency in defeating the evildoer, on the orders of the Lord of the Royal Court."

(End of this chapter)