The bone of sin domain is king

Chapter 659 No.20 Act Four. Torture

Brilliant rays of light diffused from the crystals, and the surrounding space was distorted by this high-density energy. A singularity close to the magical singularity was generated between Rosen and Serrad, and a gust of wind swept through the train. Things were sucked into it.

"Successful!"

Serad's heart was shocked. Although paying the price of a Philosopher's Stone made him feel extremely heartbroken, being able to escape was more important than anything else, and he couldn't care about these at the moment.

The red halo rippling out, Serade's face is hideous, he is not afraid of being involved in this explosion, because only with the consciousness of perishing together, can he escape the other party's control, not to mention that this is an attack initiated by him, Serade Ladd has many ways to avoid harm.

Just as he was thinking about how to escape, he saw Rosen stretch out his other hand towards the center of the explosion.

Rosen was so ordinary, lightly holding the Philosopher's Stone that exudes continuous power fluctuations.

With the palms together, all the light converged.

Rosen clenched his fist and opened his palm a moment later. The crystal clear Philosopher's Stone lay quietly in Rosen's palm without any damage.

Serrad was still frozen in the posture of preparing to escape, his face turned green.

"you actually"

He never thought that the explosion caused by the detonation of the Philosopher's Stone, which has countless painful souls condensed, was eliminated so easily by Rosen.

What kind of power of law is this?
Originally, Serrad still had a little bit of luck, but now, he completely lost the will to escape.

"Let's go back to the original topic."

Rosen did not express any attitude towards Sellard's previous actions, but urged him to continue the original topic.

"You said someone told you how to bring the people of Chaos down, so who is that person?"

His voice was very steady, with a sense of ease, which awed Serad even more.

"I don't know who that is. Wait, what I said is true."

Seeing that Rosen's five fingers were about to close together, Serad hurriedly argued.

"Until the end, I didn't know the real identity of that person. I only know that he has gray hair, blue eyes, wearing plain clothes, and holding an ordinary-looking long sword."

Speaking of which, Rosen already knew who that person was.

The sword master of the blue, Gracius.

Although Rosen didn't know why he told the world the method of summoning the People of Chaos, but considering what Rosen had learned in the past four years, it was not difficult to explain Gracius' actions.

He is balancing.

After the jihad, the civilization of order continued to grow stronger, and Gracius told greedy people like Serad about how to summon the people of chaos to come to this world. These people are for eternal life, for endless wealth, and for various desires. They can't help but turn to such a powerful existence as the People of Chaos.

However, when the Templar power supported by Brunhill and Justia continued to accumulate strength, it was to allow the people of chaos to come again, Gracius directly shot, directly killing the leader Brian, making the Form reversed.

Rosen believes that Gracius is indeed maintaining this balance. In fact, one side is the ordered civilization that hopes to drive the people of chaos out of this world forever, and the other side is the former saint who has absorbed the power of chaos and hopes to kill the gods. As well as the cultists who wish the world to fall into chaos, none of these forces belong to Gracius.

Gracius didn't even care about the fate of the saint, it seemed quite reasonable to him, and he was used to it.

His existence is more like maintaining a deeper order, which is equivalent to the status of a god.

"It seems you didn't lie."

Rosen said coldly, which made Celad breathe a sigh of relief, but Rosen's next question made him nervous again.

"Second question, why did you choose to refine the Philosopher's Stone here at this time?"

Judging from the performance just now, Serad is obviously not at the end of his rope. The Philosopher's Stone he has refined over the years is still enough to last his life for many years. There is no need to perform the refining ceremony again on this train. , What's more, even though all kinds of pain and suffering have been used to obtain a very high concentration of souls, the number of passengers on a train is too small, and his behavior is not convincing.

".Uh, I got the information that there will be extremely high-quality souls on this train. Facts have proved that this information is not wrong."

Saillard replied that since he had said those things, he was fearless, and he decided to give everything in order to survive.

"Do you think I'm alone? No, there's a whole organization behind me."

"organize?"

Rosen became interested, but he didn't expect Serad to be so active, which saved him a lot of means and time of torture.

"Yes."

Serrad smiled, and raised his left hand. On the middle finger, there was a ring, and the engraved pattern on the ring was exactly the surrounding Ouroboros.

This is the hallmark of a cultist.

"Are you a cultist?"

Rosen confirmed, you know, most of the time, acknowledging your identity as a cult member does not mean that you can use it to protect yourself, and more often it will lead to extermination. Serrad is showing his identity at this time, and he does not know whether it is What is the intention.

"Yes, my colleague is the Lord of Darkness, and he gave me the information. From now on, maybe that guy already knew that it would end like this, but he just used me to test you."

Selade said with a self-deprecating tone that the cult members were originally a mess, and the high-level leaders fought against each other, especially four years ago, when various forces united to form an alliance of order and began to encircle and suppress the cult members, many powerful cult members fell. , Internally, people are also in panic. As the nominal leader, the Dark Lord naturally needs to win over power, and win over or cut off such a fringe existence like Serrad.

This time, no matter who wins, it will be extremely beneficial to the Dark Lord. It can be said that after stepping on the train, Serrad has become the opponent's pawn.

"Do you know where the Dark Lord is now?"

Rosen asked again, the goal of his trip this time was the leader of the cult, Lord of the Darkness, since he happened to meet here, he naturally wanted to find out.

"Nobody knows where he is."

But Serad shook his head.

"The Lord of Darkness appears and disappears like a ghost, and he will never stay in the same place for more than a week. Even no one in us knows where he is."

"Really, I understand."

Rosen nodded. His information showed that the Lord of Darkness was in the Wendland Federation at this time, but it seemed that he could not get verification from this alchemist.

"You have already asked all you want to ask, and you should let me"

Serrad's words were not finished, because Rosen had lightly crushed his head, and the flesh and blood burst out, wrapped in invisible force, without a trace of splashing, but Serrad's body was well preserved, without any A trace of dirt.

"As I said, if you cooperate with me, I will leave you with a complete corpse."

Rosen made Serrad's body gradually disappear, and said calmly.

"I'm a very trustworthy person."

(End of this chapter)