The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 66: Breaking the Declaration
Blackfire?
Hearing the name of this thing, Gerald turned around and ran away without any hesitation or hesitation.
Gerald himself knows very well how powerful they are...
Because this batch of black fire was sold to Viscount Barbour by Gerald.
As expected, the door was opened from the inside. A thin young man, holding a black fire barrel in his right hand and a ignited torch in his left hand, looked confused and angry and wanted to rush out.
He had no idea how the other party realized the problem.
Considering that Gerald had the ability to control his mind, the wandering child made a large circle of vision. In order to avoid being noticed by anyone in the viscount's residence, it took more than half an hour to carefully walk back to the door.
But he was still discovered!
"Wait, don't run——"
But the child has just opened the door.
The mind-controlled guard did not hesitate, aimed at the black fire barrel in the child's hand, and shot out!
The high-speed rotating lead bullet hit the barrel filled with black fire without any suspense within a distance of less than ten meters!
Boom————! !
The air waves are stirring.
The smelly heat roared, and a huge ball of fire exploded, swallowing up the child and the guard who fired at the same time!
But this is just the beginning.
At the moment when the flames exploded, the temperature in the air began to rise abnormally.
Immediately afterwards, the black fire barrels buried nearby were also ignited.
The ground fire exploded like a fountain!
Viscous dark brown flames spurted out, exploded in the air and broke into countless tiny droplets, which attached to the building and continued to burn.
Flames filled with terrible black smoke surged from all directions, completely igniting the Viscount Mansion in an instant!
The explosion followed the explosion, and the fierce fire ignited new fire, forming an extremely dense line of fire. If you look down from directly above, you can clearly see two rapidly spreading fire snakes spreading outward. , enveloping the entire courtyard.
"...ha."
Gerald looked at the black fire that ignited in front of him, covering the last passage, and stopped with some regret.
Still five seconds late.
If that person did not open the door in such a hurry, but was beaten to death inside the door five seconds later, then the time was just right.
He was just able to escape unharmed.
Not trapped in such a narrow space, but entering a wide street... Entering a home environment where he can use his power at will to control people's hearts on a large scale.
The sidekick, whose face Gerald couldn't even see clearly, although seemingly useless, bought time with his own life.
"Salvatore, you are plotting against me!"
He stood in the fire scene and shouted without fear: "And you——
"You fake, impostor! Come out, all of you!"
Only Gerald knew that these batches of Black Fire were actually defective products.
It is not a transformed creation of the famous wizard Benjamin, but is just a nominal product... that is, the kind that says "Made by Benjamin", but is actually a defective product made by his apprentices.
However, for some special reasons, its value is higher than the real thing.
Black fire is a very unstable and dangerous transformation creation - not only high temperature, but also severe impact or vibration may cause an explosion. It is usually used for siege, defense, or to prevent the opponent's cavalry from charging.
Therefore, the sensitivity of black fire is very important.
It is best to make the shallowly buried black fire explode due to violent vibration when the cavalry legion passes by.
But because of the curse of its maker Salvatore, this batch of black fire is very blunt. Not only was it unable to detonate when the cavalry passed by, but even if it was hit hard with a hammer, it might not explode.
It is very incompetent as a dangerous explosive, but instead becomes a powerful viscous incendiary agent.
Not only Benjamin...even Salvatore himself did not think that these defective and failed products had any value.
On the contrary, Gerald was keenly aware of their value and specifically purchased his batch of "defective products" anonymously through internal channels. Then wait for this opportunity to sell them to the viscount.
——Yes.
This is Gerald's purpose.
Even Viscount Barbour didn't realize how he was being used by Gerald.
[On the premise that I do not participate in the whole process, witness the "creator" being naturally murdered by "his own work"]
This is the highest level of sacrificial ceremony among all the rituals related to Bone God.
As long as this ritual is completed, Gerald can officially advance to gold.
…It’s a pity.
"Just a little bit."
Gerald sighed: "Only the last two days..."
I don’t know where the guy pretending to be Don Juan Geraint jumped out from.
Had it not been for his intervention, or even if he had only come to Frozen Water Port two days late, Gerald would have successfully advanced by now.
He vaguely realized that this counterfeit might become his biggest enemy in the future...
"Are you thinking, 'This impostor might become my biggest enemy'?"
Annan's plain voice sounded from outside the flame curtain:
"But do you think you will have a future?"
——The next moment, the hot ground quickly cooled down, cracking traces, and the frost-white traces slowly condensed and spread.
The wall of fire slowly lowered its height and was crushed to the ground.
...Incapacitated wizard?
This is consistent with Don Juan Geraint...
Gerald backed away slowly and cautiously. Exit all the way to where the frost-white traces are not covered.
After a few seconds, the flames were suppressed into a narrow gap.
Annan and Salvatore walked in.
Annan's skin became extremely pale and bloodless ~IndoMTL.com~ His eyes ignited with an everlasting blue light. A large amount of white frost was sprayed out from his skin all the time, and his whole body looked like it was made of transparent ice.
The white mist quickly settled down, lay close to the ground, and slowly spread outward.
This is... Frost Nova?
Gerald lowered his head without hesitation. He chose not to meet Annan's eyes and kept retreating.
The flames were steaming behind him, and the ice in front of him was unmelting.
The courtyard that originally looked very wide, turned out to be so narrow after forming a Colosseum with a fire as a circle.
The players were all guarding the outside - guarding the only gap with sharp blades, but no one walked in rashly.
This is an order from Annan.
Annan just looked at Gerald calmly: "Should you...
"An attack announced?"
As Salvatore said, Gerald has a rather deadly, but if not clear, very powerful curse——
The name is, [Declaration of Defeat]:
[Before launching an attack on others, a warning must be given three to ten seconds in advance and the target of the attack must be revealed; at the same time, the power will gradually increase as it approaches ten seconds. If the attack is launched within three seconds, the attack will return to itself; if the attack is launched within three seconds, the power is considered to be twice the normal value; if the attack is launched within ten seconds, the power is considered to be triple the maximum; if Attacking after ten seconds will be deemed undeclared]
Gerald gave himself no warning.
So he is now in a position where he cannot attack!
Annan raised his right hand and recited in a low voice:
"Frost Element——
"Frost is the wheel, David Gerald is the road!"