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

Chapter 405 The broadsword slashed down at Clive's head.
Compared to the devastating scenes of destruction outside...

The monastery ruins, located directly below the sloping torrent, appeared remarkably calm.

Aside from the fact that it's pitch black due to the shadows, there is no danger here.

Using the light from the Radiant Spear, Roland began to observe his surroundings, only to see two eerie plumes of black smoke rising into the sky from the ground at the entrance of the monastery.

"Tsk tsk tsk!!!"

As Roland approached, the black smoke emitted a piercing burning sound under the scorching heat of the Blazing Spear.

Roland was somewhat surprised by this, because he had not controlled the Radiant Spear to touch the rising smoke columns; he had only moved slightly closer to them, yet the black smoke had produced such a strong reaction.

Perhaps this is good news.

Without thinking too much, Roland directly conjured two Radiant Spears and shot them towards the two plumes of black smoke.

As the spear pierced the column of smoke and drove itself into the ground, the increasingly piercing burning sound made Roland's ears uncomfortable.

Moreover, faint wails also emanated from the column of smoke, like wails coming from the soul.

However, the smoke column did not disappear or weaken as a result. Although the reaction was intense, even the wails began to become more real and tangible in the dark environment over time.

"As expected... it's not that simple."

Roland murmured something, and the phantom of the golden crown on his head began to solidify.

Immediately afterwards, a faint silver-gray glow began to appear on Roland's entire body.

Steel reinforcement.

This was the first time Roland had turned the Protection Switch on at full power after his strength had greatly increased and he was able to control it.

Physical strength, speed, and reaction time have all been greatly improved, but this is not the most crucial factor.

At this moment, as Roland stepped into the extraordinary realm and could truly unleash the power of protection, a mysterious power appeared on his body.

The silvery-gray sheen flowing across his body was the true nature of the protective power emanating from Roland.

Then, the Radiant Spear floating behind Roland began to fly towards various parts of this pitch-black space.

These spears were like lanterns suspended in mid-air, illuminating the pitch-black interior of the barrier.

Roland found the entrance to the monastery ruins without much effort.

And from that entrance, a truly dangerous aura was constantly emanating.

With just a slight sensation, the protective power around Roland's body began to vibrate.

Clearly, he had just been subjected to an invisible attack.

Can't it sense anything...? Then I guess I'll just have to go in and take a look.

He strode into the ruins of the monastery, where thick black smoke filled the air, which even the Radiant Spear could not dispel.

In the end, Roland unleashed the Wind King's Hammer. The immense, compressed wind elemental force, released completely the moment Roland chose to unleash it, directly destroyed the already ruined monastery.

Countless building debris were blown away by the hurricane and scattered in all directions.

The black smoke that had accumulated in the dilapidated building was instantly dispersed, allowing Roland to see what was in front of him clearly.

Clive.

The Bishop of Hellfire.

Although the other party was now emaciated, with only a thin layer of pale skin clinging to the bones, he looked no different from a corpse.

But the other party's life force seemed so strong.

Beneath his body were many strange patterns engraved, emanating a magical aura that connected with the two plumes of smoke he had seen outside.

The clarity that had just been clear did not last long. Almost immediately, the black smoke that had been blown away gathered again, obscuring Clive's figure.

At the same time, from Clive's previous location, a thick, swamp-like shadow began to spread towards Roland's feet.

It then collided with Roland's Radiant Spear and was burned to ashes.

Roland raised his head and looked at the top layer of the barrier, which was shrouded in shadow and constantly being washed away.

Considering the three plumes of smoke and the strange patterns on the ground... it seems this might be a sacrificial formation.

Moreover, the number three plumes of smoke is quite interesting.

Previously, the three bishops had surrounded and killed him, while another was responsible for drawing attention to prevent Cardinal Clark and the Great Sage from providing him with assistance.

Having killed one, there were exactly three bishops left. Plus, Clive had become exactly like the one he had just seen... so it was pretty much certain that the two at the door were also bishops like Clive.

The wailing of souls I just heard must not have been an illusion.

However, compared to the two outside who could still make sounds, Clive's condition was quite strange.

They couldn't even die.

Roland didn't want to guess what kind of torment and suffering this cult madman was enduring at this moment, or whether he could still be called alive.

All he wants now is to end everything.

Sinos and Elena don't have much time to buy, not to mention that prolonged pollution will cause a complete change to the local environment, just like Enwa.

No... Enwa's condition is still relatively good.

At least it's just a disruption of the magical environment; aside from the already existing extreme cold, it doesn't affect the survival of the demons.

But it's different here.

The territory of Wislova is located in the heart of the Kingdom of Platia, adjacent to the royal city of Platia.

It was the place where the kingdom's population was highly concentrated.

Although the incident occurred in a remote, desolate area, the consequences of allowing it to develop into a situation similar to that on the sea surface over time are unimaginable. Roland did not use any magical attacks this time.

Roland knew very well that in this situation, spells were probably not going to be of much use.

I've had to resort to some physical methods.

Sword in the Tree: Devastating Dawn.

An unknown weapon that he took out from the trunk of the World Tree itself.

Even the system's description could only determine that the weapon was in a damaged state and needed to be repaired.

Its function, purpose, and origin are all unknown.

However, judging from Roland's use of it these past few days, its power is definitely above that of the fully-formed Holy Sword Durandal.

No, it cannot be called power.

Should we call it a special characteristic?
Durandal's main strengths lie in his utility abilities, including buffs, guaranteed hits, increased damage, spell penetration, and silence.

However, these properties need to be activated by the sword wielder. If they are not activated, only the most basic special properties formed at the beginning of the sword's forging will remain, such as silence and spell breaking.

Although they were merged, the characteristics of the Silenced Sword have been preserved in the current Durandal.

Or rather, the true holy sword Durandal is formed only after the Sword of Silence and Durandal are combined into one. Before that, whether it was used by the nameless elf hero or held by the Knight King, it could only be considered a half-finished product.

This is the feeling that the shattered dawn brought to Roland.

The sword itself possesses a mysterious power, the application of which is inexplicable.

But Roland knew perfectly well that the reason he had killed that unfortunate bishop with a single sword strike a few days ago was precisely because of the strange power carried by the blade of the Destroyed Dawn sword.

That's right, the unfortunate bishop was nearly killed by the counter-damage from his own use of the Thunder Runestone, which caused his abilities to go out of control and he died in the spatial turbulence created by the self-destruction of multiple prototypes.

However, what caused him to lose control of his abilities was not the serious injury inflicted by the lightning spear.

Only Roland could understand this.

In fact, that attack did bring Archbishop Aika of Fear to the brink of death, or even put him in a state of complete annihilation.

But the blessing within him allowed him to begin physical rebirth.

It was at that time that a subtle change quietly occurred.

At this juncture, Roland, who had temporarily overlooked the subtle changes of the Dawn of Destruction due to subsequent developments, finally began to recall the anomalies of that time.

As Aika underwent physical regeneration, a dim light shimmered on the blade of the Destroyer of Dawn.

It was a fading light, like that of dusk.

Just like the name of this sword, it shines like the light of a fading dawn.

After that, Roland could sense a faint magical reaction emanating from the greatsword, but it quickly disappeared.

Adding to the fact that the Demon King shouted "self-destruction" at the time, along with the subsequent coma and a series of experiences, Roland was able to recall that subtle change at this moment thanks to his exceptional memory and mental strength.

Moreover, having come this far, Roland has silently accepted one thing.

That is, everything you acquire, whether it's a reward from the system or items given or seized from others, will come in handy someday.

If it hasn't come in handy, then it's just not the right time for those things to be used yet.

The World Tree wouldn't have given itself such a large sword inserted into its body for no reason.

"call……"

With one last deep breath, Roland's gaze shifted from contemplation to determination.

Immediately afterwards, Roland fully activated the power of the Eternal Runestone, and the enormous azure energy even briefly dispersed the black smoke in the area.

The next moment, Roland swung the greatsword, which was as tall as him and rested on the ground, and slashed at the head of Clive, who was kneeling on the ground and looked emaciated.

Without any hindrance, as Clive's head fell to the ground, his once withered yet vibrant body turned into ashes and vanished without a trace.

Roland looked back and saw that even the two plumes of smoke at the entrance of the monastery had disappeared as Clive's head hit the ground, and the patterns on the ground had dimmed and then disappeared as they lost their magic.

Even the holes in the sky began to close, and the speed at which the shadows flowed outwards slowed down as the openings gradually became smaller.

Everything seemed to be over.

However, Roland did not feel relieved.

He did not choose to turn off the amplification effect of the Eternal Rune, and the forced rational thinking mode brought about by the Eternal Rune made Roland notice the hidden danger.

But it was too late by then.

Or rather, this was an open conspiracy, a trap that Roland, no matter what, would inevitably fall into, even if he knew the truth.

As the hole in the sky is about to close.

The barrier that had been covering the monastery suddenly stopped working.

The massive accumulation of shadows on the upper layer of the barrier surged down the instant the barrier disappeared, completely covering Roland.

Even as the Radiant Spear continued to burn away the shadows, it was difficult to stop the increasing amount of silt from covering Roland's body.

However, Roland did not continue to resist.

Because at the moment the barrier collapsed, all the beings above the extraordinary level present sensed an extremely terrifying gaze looking at this world through the closing hole.

To be precise, they were looking at the ceremony taking place in the ruins of the monastery, and at Roland within it.

He lowered a wisp of his will and gaze, wanting to see who had ruined His plans.

(End of this chapter)