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

Chapter 365 Activation! Activation! All activated! Eat my 990,000 Roland Explosive Fist!
Just as Roland rode the bone dragon that Polycia had transformed into, carrying Cellina and the Demon King, towards the location of the prototype machine.

Erebus and Clark's papal men, who had originally planned to follow, suddenly received news of the attack on the city of Heria.

"What?! The Evil-Eyed Archbishop Barrow, with fourteen subordinates at the ninth-ring legendary level, launched a surprise attack on Heria City?!"

Cardinal Clark's expression immediately changed drastically.

He exchanged a glance with Erebus, then said, "You continue to follow Lord Roland!"

"I'm leading the Paladin squad back to defend!"

"They actually mobilized a full fourteen so-called high-ranking recipients this time!?"

"Could this be a ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain?"

Erebus shook his head: "A feint attack... but in my opinion, it's more like an open conspiracy."

"Let us choose between the life of Lord Roland, the life of a city's commoners, and the life of the Princess."

"Even if it's fourteen mass-produced items that were forcibly upgraded to the ninth-ring legendary level, a high-level paladin can hold them off or even kill them."

"But that Barrow the Evil Eye's fighting style is a good counter to you."

“In a one-on-one fight, you won’t gain any advantage; he can even spare the energy to kill those paladins.”

"They've made up their minds to have me return with you."

Erebus's face darkened.

A difficult problem has presented themselves, and they must make a decision as soon as possible.

They didn't have much time to hesitate.

Just then, a voice rang out beside them.

"Please return to Heria City, both of you."

"I entrust Lord Roland's safety to me."

"On the premise that you are willing to trust me, the notorious piercing master."

Dracula appeared on a tree in front of the two of them at some point, smiling at them.

……

"We'll be there soon, get ready."

"Roland, prepare the Boundary-Breaking Spear. Do as I say, aim at the coordinates and thrust the spear in!"

The Demon King nervously began to give instructions.

Roland nodded in agreement, then looked at Dracula beside him.

This elusive Blood Demon Prince replaced the reinforcements he had originally summoned to provide assistance.

Fortunately, Dracula, who is also capable of going toe-to-toe with a powerful figure like the Lord of the Royal Court, is not much weaker than Clark and Erebus in terms of individual combat strength.

But of the original dozen or so reinforcements, he was the only one left.

However, if it weren't for his sudden appearance, they probably wouldn't have received any reinforcements.

Even if he had the choice, he would choose to let Cardinal Clark and the Great Sage return to Heria to defend the city, rather than continue to fight against the prototype with him.

When Dracula saw Roland's gaze sweep over him, he slowly spoke up: "Your Excellency, in my humble opinion, it would be better if you postponed your actions."

"You must have noticed those malicious glances as well."

"Of the three, apart from one, the other two are all experts among the Nine Ring Legends."

"One of them is the same bishop we faced before, the one with only one eye on his face. You should remember him, right?"

"In other words, even excluding the evil-eyed bishop who attacked the city, there are still three bishops here."

"I can hold one off for you, and you can take care of the other one on your own."

"With your skeletal dragon working in conjunction with Miss Cellina, holding off the weaker one shouldn't be a problem..."

"But in that case, there would be no one to deal with the prototype."

Roland laughed: "There's no point in talking about backing down now."

"To be honest, they've hidden it really well. The operating logic of these ritual formations is completely different from ordinary magic techniques."

"It's too late to realize it now; we've already entered their carefully laid defenses."

"But since they haven't made a move yet, it means they want to use me to find those prototypes."

"In that case... let the battle become even more chaotic."

"We'll bet on whether the prototype will help us fight the cultists or help the cultists fight us after it comes out."

"If I'm helping the other side, I can only use underhanded tactics to make them keep doing squats."

"But if they help us... then we'll essentially have five more tough tanky meat shields to deal with."

After hearing Roland's explanation, Dracula sighed: "...That's quite a bold gamble."

As soon as Dracula finished speaking, four thin black lines suddenly rose from all around the mountains, then connected and spread out until they formed a huge, pitch-black cube.

It enveloped Roland and his party, as well as the entire mountain beneath them.

Sensing the nauseating aura of magic, one doesn't need to think to know who the enemy is.

Dracula's figure vanished silently, and then a massive sea of ​​blood, almost covering the entire mountainside, exploded beneath the bone dragon, followed by a violent collision of magical energy.

It is clear that Dracula has automatically targeted a bishop to engage in battle.

Roland used his mental power to sense the situation and discovered that the opponent was the one-eyed bishop he had met once before.

Faced with Dracula spreading his bat wings and starting to play high-and-low tactics, the bishop's response was quite simple: two pairs of twisted "wings" suddenly appeared from the bishop's back.

Two pairs of wings made up of twisted human arms.

It's disgusting to look at.

But it can fly.

The next moment, two figures appeared in front of Polycia.

One of them was an old acquaintance, Clive, who looked at Roland with murderous intent on his face.

This convinced Roland that the wooden spear he had thrown in Isfar must have played a significant role.

Beside him was a tall, thin man with black hair that fell over his shoulders. His eyes were almost entirely black, with no whites visible in them, and his mouth had stitches on it.

The moment Polysia saw the enemy, she unleashed a breath of dragon's breath imbued with divine power.

Unfortunately, this skill is effective at mowing down weaker opponents, but its effectiveness is limited against highly mobile and powerful units like this. Taking advantage of the two enemies' moment of evasion while dodging the dragon's breath, Roland unleashed the long-charged Boundary-Breaking Spear.

The terrifying power, along with the inherent defense-ignoring properties of spatial magic, caused the two bishops who were dodging the dragon's breath to retreat even further.

But this was just the beginning; Roland grasped the "spear" that had been summoned.

In the past, he would just let it fall naturally and cause damage.

But under the Demon King's tutelage, he learned a new way to use it.

"open!"

As the spear was swung, the spatial barrier that Lausney had painstakingly set up began to tremble and crack. Although it was quickly repaired by magic, it should be noted that this was only the aftermath.

This calmed Roland down a bit.

In this environment, although he can't use his teleportation spell, as long as he doesn't perform actions like warp or teleportation, his other spatial spells are unaffected and can even shake the barrier.

Meanwhile, Rosne, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Dracula, narrowed her eyes slightly upon seeing the state of the barrier.

It was a hastily arranged formation, not perfect enough, otherwise it wouldn't have turned out like this...

Her thoughts didn't last long; the burst of blood in her chest caused her blood to rush out of her body at breakneck speed.

But Rosne's expression remained unchanged, and her wound healed quickly, as if the terrifying amount of bleeding had no significant impact on her.

"As expected of the bishop who is known as immortal, it seems we're in for a tough time today." Dracula chuckled with amusement, and then countless scarlet spears rose from the ground, instantly forming a jungle of scarlet spears.

Lausney neither dodged nor avoided the attacks; she simply stood still, enduring the assault while continuing to heal herself.

She doesn't have many ways to counter the Blood Demon, nor does she possess any powerful destructive spells. Fighting a race like the Blood Demon, which excels at protracted warfare, is destined to become a protracted battle.

But it's alright, since Dracula is trying to restrain her, she's also trying to hold Dracula back.

Although she was the commander-in-chief of this secret operation, it was only because she acted relatively calmly, was willing to use her brain, and was the less crazy one among a group of madmen.

In terms of combat power, both the Evil Eye Archbishop Barrow and the Fear Archbishop Aika, who is currently blocking Roland's path, are stronger than him.

Not to mention that old geezer Clive... She didn't believe that the old man couldn't have some skills to live this long.

As Roland's spear swept across, the small space of the prototype was destabilized, and five prototypes quickly rushed out from it.

Oh wait... there were more than five prototypes on site.

There's also the familiar army built from prototypes and amassed over a long period of time, as well as the mass-produced Demon King's Hand fighter jet.

A sudden horde of monsters surged onto the battlefield and immediately charged toward the three bishops present.

Roland smiled slightly; the plan had succeeded!

Now it's time to speed up the pace of the battle.

"Nina! You and Polycia hold off that old bastard Clive! I'll take care of the rest!"

Cellina nodded, and as she drew her twin swords, her entire body seemed to be possessed by the sun.

After learning the true names of the runes, her control over the rune stones became increasingly stronger.

At this moment, her state was somewhat similar to Roland's when he sat on the throne in the council hall.

His entire body was enveloped in the blazing fire of the sun, even his originally black hair was ignited with golden flames.

"Roar!!!"

Polycia also let out a dragon roar, and the powerful sonic attack made Clive, who was in mid-air, pause for a moment. Then, he was directly knocked to the ground by the two swords swung by Cellina.

Taking this opportunity, Polycia also began to breathe dragon breath. After finishing, she flew into the sky and, under the Demon King's battle command, began to harass her opponents.

Roland, meanwhile, stared at the eerie villain in front of him who didn't look like a good person at all, and seemed to have stepped out of a horror movie, and laughed.

The Holy Sword Durandal is activated!

Dayuan Enhancement Program activated!

Sun Runestone activated!

World Tree Runestone activated!
Thunderous Thorns activated!
The magic circuit is operating at full power!
The Civil War God, the King of Men's Crown buff activated!

Almost instantly, in the eyes of Archbishop Aika of Fear, Roland, whose strength was originally unremarkable, suddenly reached the same level as him.

Moreover... his strength has been weakened for some reason, and he can only exert less than 80% of his original strength.

The next moment, the Holy Sword Durandal, imbued with the properties of Moon Spirit Essence, suddenly launched a sneak attack. Given the characteristics of the Holy Sword, its first attack could not be dodged. Coupled with the guaranteed hit buff of the Human King's Crown, it can be said that every attack Roland launches now is a guaranteed hit.

After being pierced by the holy sword, Aika was dumbfounded to find that his spells could not be activated, and even all of his passive defensive spells were not working.

All defenses are rendered useless before the Holy Sword.

Only then did the bishop finally take it seriously.

He looked at Roland, who was flying towards him using runic magic, and gave him a horrified smile.

"Heh heh, instead of running away, it's charging straight at me?"

"Don't look me up and down, kid!"

Aika immediately broke free from the Holy Sword's edge, and in that instant, he regained his spellcasting ability. Then, his eyes met Roland's.

The Absolution Council, or the bishop codename of the Chaos Brotherhood, was not decided internally by them, but rather by an external force.

The Bishop of Fear is someone that most powers are unwilling to provoke.

His ability and technique are simple: he manipulates the fears within you, materializes them, and lets a person's fear kill them.

This tactic is very difficult to defend against.

After all, how many people in the world can say they are truly without any fear?

Birth, aging, sickness, and death; friends and relatives; ideals and beliefs... everyone has things they fear.

At this moment, Aika was very curious.

What exactly is the source of fear in the heart of this great enemy of the Church, the rising young Grand Duke of the Empire?

He was increasingly looking forward to seeing the expression on the young duke's face after he materialized the object of the other's fear.

Although he has many tricks up his sleeve, he might not be a match for you if you face him head-on.

But he still managed to seize upon a brief opening in his spellcasting...

Haha, if I have another chance, I'd better do more intelligence gathering work in my next life.

With that thought in mind, Aika's consciousness entered Roland's mental world and consciousness.

(End of this chapter)