Chapter 566 - Old Acquaintances (2/2)

They were standing on sand, but their feet seemed to have been rooted down, and they couldn’t move away.

Those men immediately took action. Whoever was capable of remote attacks took out their weapons.

But that was it.

Before they took out their weapons, the Hands of Magic had started striking them.

The battle was over in fifteen seconds.

The 33 men in black robes were either twisted or smashed into the sand by the enormous Hands of Magic. Chances were slim that they could survive.

In the end, Roland kept two of them alive, intending to interrogate them.

Then, Roland dug into the hill of bodies with other Hands of Magic. He pulled the two survivors who still had feeble mental power out of the blood of other bodies and put them down in front of him.

After healing them with a spell, Roland sent the Hands of Magic into the lake and picked up the three points of mental power in it.

Roland was slightly surprised, as the three people from the lake turned out to be kids.

They all had dark skin, and they were each holding a long grass snorkel. They gazed at Roland in fright. Roland glanced at the grass snorkels in their hands and realized why they could hide for so long in the water.

The healing spell worked very well. The two dying adults who were drenched in blood were apparently improving, and their breathing became steadier too.

Roland focused his eyes on the two men in black robes who had been pressed to the ground by the Hands of Magic and since stopped struggling. “Are you cultists?” Roland asked. “What’s the name of your god?” The two cultists chuckled coldly. There was no fear at all in their eyes, only madness and hatred. One of them said, “Boy, you will die a miserable and immediate death for minding someone else’s business.”

The other man in black robes laughed aloud.

They seemed cocky and unrestrained.

The three kids were even more panicked to hear their laughter and slowly retreated.

Roland frowned at the situation.

He hadn’t really met any cultists before. Judging from their demeanors, those people didn’t care about lives at all, neither other people’s nor their own. Roland was considering if there was a way to make them confess, when he suddenly had a palpitation.

He suddenly turned back, only to see that the strange black statue was glowing on the top of the hill of bodies!

To be more precise, the statue was quite abstract, and one could only infer that it was a statue with imagination.

Its eyes were radiating redness.

Evil black mist emitted from the statue and formed a dark hollow up above.

This hollow grew larger and larger and was soon the size of a basketball.

“Hahaha. The sacrifice succeeded! Our Lord and God is arriving! The main plane will embrace real redemption! Those who do not believe in the Lord will die the most miserable death, along with their family and relatives…”

The other cultist was still laughing hard in a crazier and nastier way. Roland looked at the dark hole up above, which was quickly expanding.

It was only the size of a basketball earlier, but it already turned into the size of a basin.

Roland secretly scoffed.

If he were a native of this world, he probably would’ve been frightened.

However, as a player, he wasn’t scared at all; he was even slightly excited.

More importantly, Roland had been faced with other demons before. When he helped Andonara fetch the Phoenix Blood half a year earlier, he had confronted Diablo.

Besides, he even had a head-on clash with the black angel, who was a demigod.

A minor evil god was nothing to be scared of.

He waved his right hand, and a blue fireball quickly expanded in his hand. The black hollow had expanded to the size of a bathtub, and even more intense black magic power was leaking out.

The blue fireball in Roland’s hand expanded to the same size.

Two seconds later, the dark hollow became two meters in diameter, and Roland’s blue fireball kept up with its size.

A black human-shaped shadow could be vaguely seen in the hollow and seemed like it could jump out any moment.

Roland’s palpitations were so strong that he could barely catch his breath.

Without a word, he simply threw the blue fireball two meters in diameter into the hollow.

“Hahaha, how can the spell of an insignificant human being hurt our Lord?” Though secretly surprised by the terrifying waves of Roland’s blue fireball, the cultist had more faith in the evil god that he worshiped. “Humble and unscrupulous boy, just wait for our Lord to…”

Exactly at this moment, a dull explosion came from inside the dark hollow, as if firecrackers were exploding inside a pressure cooker.

Then, the hollow trembled nonstop and with increasing speed, even leaving blurry shadows behind.

Gaps appeared on the surface of the dark hollow.

Furious roars vaguely came from the hollow, but they became oddly shivering voices because of the trembling hollow. “Such a blue fireball, and such disgusting magic waves… It’s you, Roland!”

That voice was quite familiar. Roland thought for a moment and remembered that it was the black angel Paine’s.

The dark hollow was cracking. A teleportation across dimensions was highly unstable in the first place, and any interference might disrupt it.

“Just… wait for it!”

The regretful and angry roars completely vanished after the dark hollow fell apart.

The two cultists looked at the top of the hill in disbelief.

Nothing was left. The black portal was already gone.

Roland, on the other hand, received quite a few system notifications.