Name: Pressure Explosion
Rank: ???
Description: Creates a stream of air pressure in an instant, then shoots it towards the enemy you want to attack.
The explosive pressure will deal damage equivalent to the power you use; however, your body will also suffer a considerable counterattack.
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A stream of information appeared and was inserted into Roland's brain, helping him immediately know how to use this skill.
However, what he was waiting for came.
He… is about to be resurrected.
His mind fell into darkness; at the same time, Selvia was also satisfied with torturing Roland's corpse.
"What a pity…" Selvia sighed and said, "If you were still alive, I would have been able to hear your desperate screams."
"I should have… let you live longer."
"Yes, you should let me live longer."
"Heh?!" Selvia was startled when she heard Roland's voice.
Immediately after, a fist swung towards her face; however, Selvia tilted her head to the side, easily dodging the punch.
The fist passed beside Selvia's face, and the wind created from the punch caused a few strands of her hair to flutter.
"Ah! I don't think that…"
BAM!
Suddenly, the air near Selvia's face compressed for a moment, then exploded, sending her flying far away.
But Selvia landed artfully, then stood up.
She touched her beautiful face and flawless, soft skin, smiling excitedly: "It seems… I underestimated you."
Roland slowly stood up, his arms and legs appearing as if they had never been cut off.
The stab wounds on his body had also completely healed, leaving only blood stains on his clothes.
Roland opened his eyes and stared at Selvia. His eyes were filled with hatred and anger: "Are you prepared to die, you bitch!"
Seeing Roland recover as if nothing had happened, Selvia opened her eyes wide in surprise.
But then, her face turned into excitement and interest: "Hahahaha… Roland, you really hid it well. I didn't expect that you could come back to life, and even more so, I didn't expect that you…"
BAM!
Roland didn't want to listen to her nonsense and immediately swung his fist, using all his strength to punch her.
Selvia saw Roland swing his fist and felt disdain in her heart: 'Is he stupid? The distance between us is more than five meters; how could he..."
Suddenly, for a split second, Selvia was startled because she saw a compressed stream of air like a glass ball rushing towards her.
'What the hell?' Selvia cursed under her breath.
Immediately after that…
BAM!
A loud bang rang out, and Selvia flew backwards like a falling leaf.
But once again, she landed lightly and stood up, her body covered in a bit of dust, but she was not injured at all.
On the contrary, Roland's arm that had just swung his fist was severely injured.
The skin on his hand was torn, revealing the muscle fibres and flesh inside. Fresh blood flowed out profusely, dripping onto the ground below.
However, Roland didn't seem to feel any pain; he gritted his teeth, revealing a devilish smile: "You bitch! I told you I would come back..."
"Hahahaha… Roland… You really surprised me." Selvia laughed loudly: "So exciting… You turned my painful evening into an impressive performance."
"Why can you come back to life? Why can you recover? Why can't people test your talent?"
"How interesting…"
"I will tell you…" Roland clenched his fists, more blood flowing out: "When you go to hell."
BAM!
Roland used all his strength to swing his fist.
Instantly, all the flesh and bones of his hand shattered, splattered everywhere.
Selvia saw an even more terrifying air pressure rushing towards her.
Too fast… so fast that Selvia could only watch with wide eyes as the air pressure rushed towards her, unable to dodge.
BAM!!!
A loud explosion rang out; Selvia was thrown backwards, her body hitting the wall before she could stop.
"Pfff!" Selvia spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her face turning pale like an anaemic patient.
However, she still had a crazy smile on her face, looking towards Roland: "Hahahaha… that's amazing, Roland, you're even stronger than hero Alex."
"But… it ends here."
Selvia suddenly waved her hand, and a magic staff appeared in her hand.
"Damn it!" Roland knew that she was about to use magic and immediately rushed towards her, but it was too late.
Selvia's magic staff emitted a strange black halo, and countless black tentacles appeared, rushing towards Roland.
He knew… even though his physical strength had greatly increased, in the end he was still just an ordinary person.
But normal people definitely cannot defeat magicians.
But Roland did not run away; he used his speed, which was faster than normal people, to avoid those black tentacles.
"Ack!"
Roland was tightly wrapped by a tentacle, followed by countless tentacles wrapping around his lower body, lifting him up, and bringing him in front of Selvia.
She looked at him, her smile still filled with excitement and madness: "Roland… you are so mysterious… I really want to cut you into a hundred pieces to see what the hell you are."
Roland also smiled, his smile also filled with ferocity: "Look, a poor whore is lamenting because the man she loves is sleeping with another girl."
"Roland… Your mouth has a lot of thorns too; how about I cut it off and then throw it to the dogs to eat, okay?"
"But… there's something I want to tell you…" Roland said with a smile, "I still have one arm that can work."
He said while waving his left hand as if to tease Selvia.
"Hahahaha… hahahaha…" Selvia laughed loudly: "Left hand? Do you think I will be afraid? When I hold the magic staff in my hand, you… are just a dog."
"Is that so?" Roland suddenly gritted his teeth, his smile becoming more ferocious, like a demon crawling out of hell: "But… I'm left-handed."
"What the hell?"
BAM!
A punch was thrown out; the air pressure exploded terribly.
Roland's left arm instantly shattered, turning into countless pieces of flesh and bone, mixed with blood that splattered everywhere.
Selvia felt as if a rock weighing over a hundred kilos had just hit her.
BOOM!
A loud bang made the whole room shake.
Selvia flew backwards, her body punching through the wall, then being buried under the rubble.
The black tentacles also disappeared; Roland was free, but his two arms were no longer there.
His right hand was shattered; only the wrist remained. His left hand was worse, as from the elbow down, it had exploded, blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
"Miss!"
"Miss!"
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps wearing iron armour rang out, along with the calls of the soldiers guarding the castle.
'Damn it!' Roland cursed inwardly, 'In this state, I can't kill Selvia.'
He really wanted to rush towards the rubble to kill her, but his two hands were blown off; he no longer had the ability to kill her.
Roland knew that if he continued to stay here, he would be killed by the guards.
He is not afraid of death; death, to him is a kind of resurrection and also helps him increase his strength.
But he didn't want others to know about his mysterious power.
Besides… he was afraid that these people wouldn't kill him but only torture him, especially Selvia.
She knows how to torture people, making them suffer so much that they can't die.
'Run!' A thought appeared in Roland's mind; he quickly decided to run away.
As long as he leaves this place, he can come back for revenge at any time in the future.
With the system by his side, he naturally didn't worry that he wouldn't be able to get revenge.
"There are assassins!"
Suddenly, the soldiers broke the door and rushed in. When they saw Roland, they shouted, then rushed towards him with weapons.
Roland still had two legs, and with a speed faster than normal people, he quickly avoided the soldiers' swords, rushing towards the exit.
"Hurry! Block the entrance and capture the assassin!"
"Guards, hurry!"
Just then, a group of soldiers holding large shields blocked the entrance.
Roland gritted his teeth and kicked at them.
BAM!
His foot collided with the shield; the soldiers did not retreat; instead, he was the one who fell backwards.
"Damn it!" Roland cursed under his breath.
At that moment, a sword pierced through his chest from behind.
Roland felt the coldness of the sword that had just pierced his heart, and his face broke into a happy smile.
Then, he fell on the ground, eyes wide open, no longer moving, fresh blood flowing from his chest, forming a large pool of blood.
The guard who had just stabbed Roland said disdainfully, "This damn brat… is finally dead."