Chapter 315 Spear of Longinus
"Now, the difference in power between us is not that big, but you put all your incarnations into the white horse. Can I think this is a provocation?"
The golden waves of fire were still surging in ripples, and Roland could not feel any breath of life around him. Although it was the sun's flames that represented justice and life, excessive frontal exposure would lead to deathly destruction.
The overwhelming flames brought a devastating blow to everything around them. Only Roland and Veleslana, whose clothes were flying, looked at each other quietly as if nothing happened.
The only impact this massive attack could have on Roland was to stir up strong winds and make his clothes rustle. Other than that, it had no other use.
"A provocation? It might have been, but now you just regard it as my unwillingness."
Seeing that all the fire waves that touched Roland's body were extinguished, Welleslana sighed helplessly, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was softer than before.
After his incarnation emerged from his body in the form of a stone tablet, his state seemed to have changed.
Veleslana said in a hearty voice: "In my opinion now, you have undoubtedly met the conditions of my contract, but as the God of Victory, in such a selfless battle, even if you escape the realm of disobedience, I can't help but become serious."
"That's fine, otherwise if it ends like this, I'd still be a little bit unsatisfied."
"Haha! What a warrior!"
The young god showed an expression like a child and laughed at first, but soon, the smile turned into distress.
"Although I don't think I could convey my true nature before, it's really a headache for my fighting spirit to be so embarrassed. At this point, I can only use courage and wisdom to make up for it."
Although he knew the origin of Roland and flames and knew that his resistance to flames must be very high, under the circumstances that other incarnations have barriers and restrictions, and a lot of magic power was consumed, and the strongest golden sword was currently no longer available. To no avail, the white horse carrying the sun was Veleslana's only option.
After several previous battles, Veleslana's thoughts of testing were completely eliminated.
Use the white horse as a means of attack, the ram as an immortal for defense, and put aside all the other incarnations. If you don't win, you will die.
It was with this thought in mind that the God of War launched his incarnation.
"Let's fight, Roland!"
At the end of the rope, Veleshrana seemed to have laid down a burden.
Looking at Roland standing solemnly in the sky, looking indifferent from beginning to end. If it weren't for the madness during the battle, people would doubt whether the opponent was a robot. Veleslana's proud eyebrows dropped.
"Even if the eight hundred days and eight hundred nights of fighting the gods in the myth are repeated, I will happily welcome the result!"
"That's really a pity. I think exactly the opposite of you. I will destroy you in the next blow."
Vereslana was slightly startled by Roland's declaration, and the expression on his face became even more excited.
Roland knew what Veleslana wanted to ask and explained.
"This is not contempt born of arrogance. I will never humiliate an enemy who can make me feel a sense of crisis with a casual attitude. You can rest assured on this. But since I embarked on the road to transcendence, I It has been a long time since I encountered an enemy or anxiety that could be called a trial.
"Uneasiness is something that is never allowed to exist in me, even if I am facing the unknown. Life is a trial, and I must overcome it."
This is Roland's true intention.
He is a very arrogant person, and his calm appearance cannot hide his chaotic nature. The flames of violence and desire burn in his heart and never stop.
Roland hates others standing on his high ground. He hopes that he can know everything and do everything, not because of what he wants to do, but just because he is willing to do it.
He often has no conscience and is as ruthless as a demon, but he does not abuse violence without any rules.
In the face of a real challenger, if the other party meets his requirements, he will also show tolerance and respect to the other party. When facing the evil scum, he will also reach a deal with the other party in his own way instead of using force to take it. Robbery.
Roland has no human empathy and never tolerates people he looks down upon, but he will get rid of his lazy attitude for the things he likes.
Veleslana showed a confused look. He could understand everything Roland described, but he couldn't understand it as if there was a veil between them.
The handsome young man opposite him is as free and easy as a god, but he still maintains a human mentality. The most important thing is that he always faces everyone from an equal perspective.
That is the attitude of overlooking, whether it is towards magicians, gods, or the world itself.
"Ah, ah - you are indeed the best opponent!"
As if his heart was held by an invisible hand, Veleslana suppressed his fear of Roland with the excitement that surged from every inch of his blood vessels.
A cold feeling was welling up from his heart, making every inch of his body tremble.
An unprecedented premonition of death overshadowed the gods calling for victory.
——The Military God General was defeated here and perished in death.
This was not Roland's prophecy, but Veleslana's own premonition, but even at this point, he was still unwilling to give in.
It was his honor to be defeated in a joyful battle, and it might even be a happy ending.
Veleslana pounded his chest, "I am the one who holds all the victories in my hands!"
The young god encouraged his body to move forward with the most primitive battle horn. Although he lost the golden sword, he was still the god of war who held the title of the strongest.
The white horse carrying golden flames crossed the void and fell from the sky. Wherever it passed, the space became empty and turbulent. The longer the fire line of the white horse descended, the higher the temperature in the air soared.
In just two or three seconds, the white horse brought the raging golden flames to shorten the distance between the sky and Roland to zero.
Immediately, like a meteorite, it fell fiercely in front of Roland.
"Bang!"
A completely uncontrolled, earth-shattering explosion spread to every corner around.
The terrifying golden flames that destroyed the world spread out from Roland as the center, shaking the surroundings, causing waves of ripples around.
The fragments of space were consumed by the temperature of the golden flames before they dispersed. Although the flames of the Sun's Fire had no burnable material, they still did not dissipate for a long time due to the effect of magic and its own strength. The surrounding area had become a scorching hell, and the temperature was so high that even the gods could not bear it.
Even time began to overlap and intersect like butter, and it was in chaos. One could imagine how high the temperature here was.
In the scene that could be called hell, Roland's body was completely covered by the golden flames from the sun, but he still looked at Veleslana with indifferent eyes, ignoring the flames clinging to his body.
The flames that originally rushed towards Roland also retreated downwards and became a shallow layer, as if the people were surrounding the king. At this moment, Roland, who was in the center of the fire wave and unharmed, was like a god in the world.
But Veleslana's offensive had not stopped. This attack that was enough to evaporate the gods was just an appetizer for him who had tried his best.
Even though he could only use the young incarnation as the main body, he combined it with the white horse without hesitation, using his own body as a chariot to carry the sacred sun.
It was clearly daytime, but the light and shadow of his advance easily left a pale white, lingering smoke mark under the sky.
With the combination of speed and strength, Veleslana turned into an invisible fire meteor and launched his final swan song.
In front of this attack, the moon would be directly destroyed. Even the aftermath of the flames would form a sanctioned catastrophe fire that would engulf everything on the surface of the planet. Relying only on the natural resistance brought by the magic energy, it would be certain to die.
Just like the Holy Lord who was unscathed by the laser cannon that could destroy the spell, he would still be shattered by his own dragon spell.
Roland stared at Veleslana's blurred shadow with his sharp eyes and finally sighed.
Although it is not impossible to continue the stalemate and expand the chance of victory by relying on time reversal or stopping, as Roland said before, in order to gain peace of mind in a constantly changing world, sometimes you have to overcome some dangers.
He took back the silver ring that had ignored the distance and automatically returned to his body, and released the seal on it.
"It seems that when you lose the strongest, luck doesn't favor you, Veleslana."
In Veleslana's shrunken pupils, the huge wild boar shadow carried a blue flame and hit the incoming fire meteor with its sharp fangs.
In front of the huge body, he had no time to dodge. Finally, in the earth-shaking movement, the red mushroom cloud exploded again!
The wild boar incarnation stored in the Key of All Souls finally came into play. This was a thunderous blow.
{Wild Boar} originally had the effect of crushing everything. Roland had no intention of letting this incarnation fight against the attacking white horse in the posture of a divine beast. Instead, he used it once and for all to exert the crushing power to the extreme.
The huge body and the power to crush mountains and rivers made Veleslana's speed and strength useless. In the terrifying shock wave and explosion, the golden flames began to shatter piece by piece.
The wild boar roared fiercely at its master, trampling and destroying everything it passed by with its iron hooves.
When separated, these beasts would even rebel against the orders of the main body. It was because of this that Veleslana in the original book lost the chance to win.
"You guy!"
If he could still use the warrior incarnation, the sword of the word spirit, which knew everything about Roland, would directly recapture the wild boar, but with Roland's two identities sealed at the same time, even Veleslana, who was strengthened by multiple essences, was powerless.
But even so, the power of a single incarnation was no different from a mantis trying to stop a chariot for Veleslana who was firing at full power.
The raging wild boar was swallowed by endless flames before it could achieve any tangible results. It turned into light and returned to Veleslana's body with a wail, and the momentum of the young god instantly soared.
But the episode just now still forced Veleslana's momentum to stop in front of the crazy wild boar, and his figure was involuntarily revealed from the light and shadow.
But Roland gave up such an opportunity, and just stood there, ready to fight, and clenched his hands.
Why did he give up the opportunity created by the wild boar's power? Veleslana looked at him with a little more confusion.
Such efforts and gains are too disproportionate. The return of the wild boar will not only make him complete, but also give him an unrestrained divine power.
"This will not let me taste the taste of defeat, Roland!"
The young god shouted, "The reason why I did not release the golden sword to subdue the wild boar is to keep your denial of God in a sealed state! When the two of us have similar strength, you can't surpass my immortality and kill me with one blow!"
"That's not entirely true."
Roland slowly straightened his back, his face solemn, like an angel announcing the arrival of the end of the world.
"Veleslana, who told you that my special attack on God is only the anti-messiah?"
The next moment, scarlet ripples appeared in his palm.
It was a sharp spear that was scarlet and twisted like intertwined tree roots.
But unlike ordinary spears, the tip of this spear was divided into two strands, protruding in a fork shape.
It emerged from Roland's hand inch by inch, as if alive, and was finally completely held in his palm.
When the gun emerged, although it had already merged with the sun, Veleslana still felt the coldness of winter piercing into his flesh and blood.
With his eyesight, he could naturally recognize the true face of the gun.
It was famous for being stained with the blood of the Son of God, and it symbolized doomsday and fate.
For him as a god, as long as he pierced, he would inevitably usher in destruction.
But this should not have happened. The infinite status associated with the other party should have been sealed by him...
"Ah... I understand," Veleslana laughed happily, "It turns out that even without that godhood, your body still has the essence of the source of life. The reason why you have not been born as a god is just the power of a higher dimension! The existence or non-existence of infinite power does not affect your essence! This spear is the spiritual equipment derived from your flesh and blood!"
"It's amazing! Great warrior, pierce my chest and accept all the hatred and blessings! Before the next battle with me, hold the victory firmly in your hands! Use the head of the strongest god in the sky to forge the eternal crown of the God-killing King!"
Before he finished speaking, Roland moved.
His body sank slightly, crushing all the surrounding fire waves. The muscles of his arms were tense, and he raised the scarlet magic spear above his head. Just this simple action made the surrounding flames born from the divine power scream.
Then, with the belief that he would win, Roland threw the ancient spear that was gleaming with light, weaving the words of fate.
“——Spear of Longinus!”