Chapter 190: The Hero's Fury! (2 in 1)

The Blood Knights looked at this scene, almost unbelievable.

Could anyone really revive this kind of demon whose soul was shattered into pieces?

Then if the master's body was not completely burned by the holy fire, would there be a chance?

Clark suddenly felt an indescribable expectation in his heart, and he bowed down to the miracle that was about to begin.

It was not until the high priest's cold eyes swept over that he remembered what he should do with his people.

Under Clark's order, the Blood Knights bypassed the altar and rushed to the cages, dragging all the beasts out.

It turned out to be eight werewolves!

No one is more skilled than the Blood Knights in slaughtering these things. Even if that person has never fought with werewolves, he can smell it with his eyes closed, and cut which artery from which position to make the steaming blood flow happily.

And as long as they use their thoughts to guide it or apply some saliva, the blood will not coagulate. Even with the strong body of the werewolf, the blood will not stop flowing in the blood poison.

Of course, they also hate the madness in the werewolf's mouth.

Silver daggers flew. During the slaughter, the blood of the werewolf continued to flow into the altar, gradually blending with the pure virgin blood and gradually merging into one.

After more blood flowed through the nine-pointed star, they began to flow into the sarcophagus like a flowing waterfall.

Squeak Squeak

The harsh noise echoed in the cave. In the sarcophagus, the iron fingers kept scratching the stone wall.

The sword was squeezed out a few inches again. Several spells left by the blood queen also flew into the air and dissipated.

The roar of "hissing" with endless desire echoed from the sarcophagus. The demon that had been sealed for many years was about to be reborn and awakened.

But this ceremony still lacks the last and most important step.

The high priest sang the melodious and obscure style, and slowly took off her robe. Her perfect body was exposed to everyone's vision.

A few swallowing sounds were heard among the crowd who were lying on the ground watching. At this moment, these new believers, like the demons in the sarcophagus, had endless desires for the peerless beauty and the pure white jade.

She slowly picked up a dagger on the altar, stepped barefoot across the blood-stained altar step by step, and gradually walked towards the sarcophagus in the center.

At this moment, in the eyes of believers and believers, it was undoubtedly sacred. But the blood descendants felt that the scene before them had an indescribable sense of weirdness.

At this moment, there was a sudden violent collision from the door, and then the heavy door panel shattered!

When the believers turned around in astonishment, the seven mercenaries had already rushed into the crowd in the hall with the flying wood chips in the air!

These seven people who suddenly broke in were like a group of unreasonable butchers! The Dawn Sword, the hammer, the flail, and the big oak hammer in their hands were waving wildly at the cultists around them without knowing the truth!

Some people were so frightened that they didn't have time to scream, and their heads were smashed like watermelons!

For a moment, blood and limbs flew everywhere, and the crowd was in astonishment, regardless of whether it was sacred or not, and they ran away in panic!

But this originally small open space was already crowded with people. These guys who believed in despair felt that there was no way to escape, and for the first time they truly understood what despair was!

Before the mercenaries rushed in far, the believers near the altar actually began to rush to the altar without thinking about anything, and those real doomsday believers and blood knights were so angry that they drew their weapons and stabbed those guys!

In a blink of an eye, the slaughter began one after another! Soon a passage appeared in the entire hall, allowing the two to collide and fight hand to hand!

Those doomsday believers only had daggers in their hands, but facing those enemies who were armed to the teeth, they showed a fanaticism in their eyes, chanted vicious curses loudly, and rushed over fearlessly!

However, this time, the doomsday curse, which was invincible, did not turn into dry bones like Bill in an instant when it fell on the mercenaries, but only the skin was slightly ulcerated! This made the doomsday believers show incredible expressions for a while.

"Divine pattern armor! Holy water! Divine blessing!" A believer widened his eyes, and it was hard to believe that this group of mercenaries in the town would have the top outfit of the church! But before he could think about it, he was directly cut in half by the long sword in the hand of an old sergeant!

But this scene did not scare the believers away, but made them rush over more crazily, but no matter how hot their heads were, they would be smashed like watermelons with a hammer! Looking around, no one could stand up to the mercenaries!

The situation did not improve until the Blood Knights joined the battlefield.

Although the Blood Knights were overwhelmed by the mercenaries in terms of strength, and they felt like they could not breathe every time they fought hand-to-hand, they were well-equipped, had excellent martial arts, and had an advantage in numbers, so the fight was difficult to decide for a while!

At this time, the six saints suddenly made a suspicious move. They cut open their chests and began to self-mutilate crazily. Amid the desperate and painful screams in their mouths, gray mist kept rushing out of their bodies and flew rapidly towards the door!

When they died on the ground and were completely motionless, the souls in their bodies rushed out of their mouths!

After the desperate souls inhaled a trace of mist, they actually formed a burning gray figure, just like a banshee, with hatred for the world, screaming and rushing towards the mercenaries!

In this scream, the mercenaries instantly had blood in their nostrils, and felt that all the strength in their bodies was drained. After contacting the gray mist, their whole bodies seemed to be fixed!

They could only watch those laughing banshees flying towards them!

But at this moment, the storm armor on the mercenaries suddenly flashed, and the priest's hand also flashed! Immediately afterwards, the mercenaries felt a warm power that refilled their bodies! And the invisible shackles that locked the body were instantly dispelled in the priest's light!

In a blink of an eye, when the banshees who rushed over directly hit the mercenaries' weapons, they screamed in fear in the light of dawn and turned into ashes!

The effect caused by the banshees was just to let the blood knights take a breath and cut out a sword. But this sword only cut a spark on the heavy storm armor, and the angry old sergeants retaliated wildly!

No matter how sophisticated the blood knights' equipment is, it is not as good as the temple-level divine pattern armor! It is not as heavy as the armor of the mercenaries! On the flail and hammer wielded by the strange force, the knights who were hit directly collapsed a large part of their bodies and flew up on the spot!

Not only that, after those dawn weapons touched them, the blood clan would feel a collision from the soul! Almost half of their lives would be killed if they were hit! The body of the blood clan has no meaning in front of the mercenaries! They can only fight with skills

But those fanatics shrouded in gray fog began to change!

Their bodies constantly absorbed the fog, and their muscles continued to swell. Not only did they become extremely powerful, but when they stabbed with swords and guns, they would even make a metallic sound!

And every time someone died in the hall, the desperate power before their death would increase the fighting power of the fanatics!

"Demonized!" The soldiers widened their eyes and recognized this bunch of stuff!

As the believers died, the fanatics fought harder and harder! And after the corpses came into contact with the mist, they began to stand up again!

These awakened people would have a suppressed low hum in their throats, similar to blasphemers, but they cared about life and death!

They seemed to have emotions in their consciousness, with crazy looks and twisted and hateful faces, as if they wanted to take all the living back to hell together. Even if they cut off their heads, they would continue to fight, which was very difficult!

Not long after, the enemies faced by the mercenaries had exceeded ten times! In this cave, which was not big to begin with, they were almost pushed back to the door.

The hall has been very chaotic, but the saint on the altar seemed to be unaffected.

When the blood knights approached the mercenaries, the saint had already walked slowly to the sarcophagus, and in the unchanging singing, she gently embraced the coffin lid.

When the song was halfway through, the six saints were mutilating themselves.

The high priest began to kiss the sarcophagus when the saint turned into a banshee. The song in her mouth was holy and pure in her elegant throat, without any trace of extravagance.

Until she suddenly cut her throat with a dagger! The song in the throat began to change.

The priest continued to sing madly in the dying state, but the sila la la sound in the throat was like a series of distorted noises! And this sound seemed to be connected to hell!

The blood in her arteries continued to flow into the sarcophagus madly. In the noise of the throat, the sarcophagus could only start beating, pulling the broken soul in hell back to this world! !

Boom! !

The sarcophagus suddenly began to vibrate wildly! The awakened wolf demon roared hoarsely!

But it was this wolf-like roar that greatly stimulated the group of mercenaries who were about to be defeated! As they looked at the sarcophagus that was about to be opened, they suddenly felt an endless rage in their hearts and felt an immense humiliation!

At this moment, their eyes burst out with a glow that was even more passionate than fanaticism, which was called the wrath of the brave! !

With Ian's roar, a [holy halo] suddenly shone in front of the door of the hall!

The words used by this light were actually the same as those released before, but the understanding and perception of faith and spirit were different, and the power released was also very different!

The holy halo instantly dispelled the hazy gray fog in front of the door! All the resurrected people who came into contact with the halo instantly burned up. They were originally crazy, but at this moment they stopped in panic with great fear, like refugees set on fire, running around everywhere.

The hymns sung by the sergeants overwhelmed the roars of the fanatics, and holy fire suddenly ignited on their bodies. The halo that passed over them not only dispelled the curses on them and healed their wounds, but also seemed to add a layer of protective cloak to them, making their storm armor stronger!

"Damn Templar Knights and Priests!!!" A fanatic rushed over with a dagger in his hand, but was severely smashed on the head by a large oak mallet in the hands of a sergeant! Lying on the ground, he pulled out a few times and never moved again.

"Don't wave your fruit knife in front of me!"

The situation has been reversed in the blink of an eye. Seven Templar Knights wrapped in holy fire angrily wielded the Dawn weapons. All the enemies hit by their justice were crushed to pieces and burned to ashes! The punishment light that kept shining around them also enveloped the enemies one by one!

It was okay for those fanatics to be enveloped, but the gray mist on their bodies was instantly dispelled. But after the resurrected and the blood knights were enveloped, their whole bodies instantly burned up. There were blood knights who were directly hit, and they even turned into ashes while screaming!

At this moment, these old sergeants who were shining with the light of dawn seemed to have suddenly put on a red invincible robe! It made those blood knights seem to have found the deepest fear in their memories. They covered their eyes and stepped back a few steps. Looking at their long swords that broke through the gap after seeing the enemy's armor, they couldn't even raise the courage to fight again for a while!

But although the situation has been completely reversed and the blood descendants have gradually collapsed, the believers surrounding the mercenaries are still struggling desperately. This made it impossible for them to escape from the battle and rush into the altar.

At this moment, the ceremony in the altar had come to an end.

—— On the lid of the stone coffin, the cracks around the sword were suddenly broken from the inside by a black furry hand! The high priest's body, which was not completely dead, was held by the big hand like a rag doll in a gentle smile!

Then, a huge wolf mouth stretched out from the coffin and bit off her head and half of her shoulder in one bite!

The chewing sound continued to come, and the demon gradually swallowed the sweet sacrifice into his mouth and slowly crawled out of his upper body.

This strange-looking demon was covered with thick black hair, and there were faint blue magic patterns in the hair, just like mysterious runes, constantly flashing.

And on its shoulders, there was a pair of broken vulture wings that looked like broken wings, covered with black feathers.

At the moment it stood up, it wanted to spread its painful wings, but the sword on its chest, which still had a piece left, suddenly flashed many flashing blood runes at this moment, and formed a figure of a woman in the air. She raised her eyebrows and grabbed the sword angrily, and suddenly inserted it into its chest again, trying to nail it back into the coffin!

The demon threw away the remains of the priest with a scream, covered the blade with both hands, and began to fight against the sword in pain.

The demon also seemed to be extremely afraid of the phantom holding the long sword. In the vicious curse, he didn't dare to look at her with his eyes!

"The stinky bitch who lingers!!!~"

The wolf demon's hands were constantly cut by the sword blessed by the 'blood of the bloodline'. The black blood flowing from his hands seemed to be guided and flowed into the phantom along the sword, making the phantom's power stronger!

The demon was trembling all over in extreme pain, and the way he struggled constantly was like a demon who was about to be pierced through the heart by a hero!

However, as the blood that flowed into the coffin filled it, its weak body was constantly recovering, and the sword could no longer go in after being inserted halfway!

The shadow of the woman seemed to realize that it had come to the moment of deciding the outcome. She suddenly opened her red lips and sucked through the air. Then the blood of the demon flew towards her from the wound in the heart like a rushing stream!

The demon looked up to the sky and howled in pain, his head kept shaking, feeling a despair and weakness from the depths of his soul, and was about to be nailed back into the coffin.

But at this moment, the blood that spread to the shadow failed to fill the shadow, but made the shadow's body dim!

In a flash, the shadow was covered with blood, and the blood that merged into its body stirred into a vortex, crushing all the runes on the shadow!

At this moment, a gray figure suddenly fell from the dome like a ghost, and two flying cold lights flashed in the air for a moment, and the dagger burning with holy fire pierced the demon's eyes! !

Before the demon could react in pain, he felt the long sword in front of his chest being kicked into his heart by someone who turned around!

The demon suddenly sat down in the sarcophagus with this sudden huge force, and at this time a broken sword had been pulled out from behind the gray shadow, with a cold light of dawn, piercing through the demon's mouth and piercing through its head!

At this moment, the demon's mouth spewed out the holy fire that soared into the sky, and fell into the coffin while wailing.

The sarcophagus kept shaking in its last struggle, making a bang bang bang bang sound, but after a black gem was thrown into the sarcophagus, the shaking of the sarcophagus suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching scream came from the sarcophagus, and white mist kept rushing from the coffin to the dome, and was dragged back by an invisible force, merging into the black gem like a whirlwind.

"It's finally complete." The little man shook his fingers, and the gem, broken sword, and dagger returned to his hands.

Looking at the contaminated broken sword and dagger, the little man groaned for a long time, as if he felt a little distressed.

These weapons have been used for several months, and they can be considered to have come to an end.

At this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly threw the broken sword in his hand behind him. Then, a scream sounded in the shadow a few steps behind him, and then a big bat with a broken sword stuck in its chest fell out of the shadow. It grabbed a red gem the size of a chicken heart on the ground without stopping, and flew out of the cave in an instant.

"Forget it, it doesn't look like a valuable item anyway." The corners of the little man's mouth twitched with heartache, and it was obviously insincere.

The gem was condensed from phantom and blood, and fell to the ground the moment he came down.

At that time, he saw the blood knight turned into a bat and entered the shadow, and he knew that he was going for the treasure. But he could only choose one between the devil and the treasure, so he could only let him do it.

The holy fire in the coffin was burning more and more vigorously, and the huge sarcophagus turned into a big fire pit, with ashes flying inside, illuminating the entire cave.

It seems that after the demon lost its soul power, its body has become the best fuel for the holy fire.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes" The Templar Assassin closed his eyes in the light and ashes, solemnly recited half a eulogy, and then showed his full white teeth in a frivolous manner, turned his head and looked at the door: "Ian, you old guys, this time you are one step behind me."

Everything happened too fast, and the battle was not over there. The seven mercenaries were wounded and tiredly fighting the last dozen enemies.

"Damn Aji! Come and help us!!"

The gray figure flew behind the believers like a ghost, and the flying dagger in his hand drew a golden track in the air, like the dawn in the sky

In the mountains of the valley, the tribe of snow and frost giants.

George, dressed as a mercenary, sat on a large stone pier and took the note handed over by Rona. After reading it, he frowned slightly: "Gavi's methods are still too gentle, otherwise Jinmaimang Town would not have left such hidden dangers."

Gavi's nobles are too soft.

But Wolpe's methods are too bloody

George couldn't help but sigh deeply. He is now too busy. In order to trick this group of ogres into the trap under the mountain, and to turn these ogres into his slaves, he has to perform a big show.

"Rona, please notify and tell Mayor Jim of Jinmaimang that Ian is now his boss. Let Old Jim fully cooperate with Ian's next work. Send another message to Jack, let him lead the army to Jinmaimang to help Ian, and let Anthony send some powerful scholars over!"

After listening to it, the communicator Miss Rona silently stretched out her finger and slid it on the table. And as her finger slid, a special pen on the table of a scholar in the distance also began to write.

After George finished speaking, he turned his eyes back to the campfire. There were many plump "beauties" dancing around the bonfire, making flirtatious gestures towards him while dancing, which made him couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.