This time, Marquis Leyton finally understood why the black-robed pharaoh had the confidence to enter the werewolf camp alone. The opponent had just reached less than five meters away from him before he sensed it, and he was as fast as lightning, evading his attack. .
Even the Marquis of Abloh, who was about the same strength as him, could be sensed by him when he was almost ten meters away from him.
At this moment, in the blood camp, a scene similar to the one before the werewolf camp appeared.
Chen Mo relied on his high mobility and various power points in the camp to carry out all-round attacks. Soon, several blood descendants died tragically under Chen Mo's blade.
"Misstep, I originally thought that the black-robed pharaoh was the strongest, but I didn't expect that the two black-robed men he brought here were also very strong!" Marquis Leighton shrank.
But the next moment, Marquis Leighton only saw a flash of blue coming in front of him. He hurriedly waved the long knife in his hand. The long knife was filled with poison from the blood descendant.
As long as he can attack the enemy, the poison will sweep through the enemy's body along the wounds. As long as he hits one blow, Marquis Leighton is confident that the opponent will die without a doubt.
The long knife in his hand traced a long and deep path.
However, Marquis Leighton suddenly felt uneasy. He reacted very quickly and quickly stopped his hand. A sharp spear flashed across. It turned out to be a long spear, which instantly knocked down his steel knife and scratched his wrist. His hands were dripping with blood, making him break into a cold sweat.
If he had reacted slower just now, his palm would have been cut off.
Marquis Leyton took a deep breath, and the next moment, two dark spots appeared in his eyes.
The few blood descendants around saw Marquis Leighton's eyes and felt a chill in their hearts.
In an instant, those blood descendants suddenly withered into skinny mummies, as if they had been sucked away or something.
"Fear is indeed Xie Eye's favorite thing." Marquis Leighton smacked his mouth, and suddenly he felt a sense of comfort flowing from Xie Eye between his brows to his limbs.
The next moment, Marquis Leyton's figure swelled and suddenly turned into a monster with strong bones, like the outline of a human skeleton, covered in scales like barbs.
Chen Mo just looked at the evil eye and felt like something was being taken away from his body.
He possesses the [Tiger Flood Spiritual Current], which instinctively allows him to deal with most non-fatal injuries, and there are still dead corpses scattered here, providing a steady stream of energy for his [Blood Jade Armor].
But the moment he was stared at by that evil eye, Chen Mo felt as if his soul was about to be ripped out of his body!
The four blood-born marquises really don’t have a fuel-efficient lamp!
The ferocious aura and murderous aura formed into two substantial colors of red and black, and rushed towards him. Marquis Leighton once again raised the long knife in his hand and rushed towards Chen Mo.
Chen Mo turned around and left without thinking. The other party's methods were a bit strange, and the purpose of irritating Marquis Leighton had been achieved. There was no point in staying here.
After Chen Mo made such a fuss, the werewolf and the vampire, who were still at war, actually stopped at the same time.
Because the two attacks today happened so fast and suddenly, everyone was plunged into confusion and suspicion at the same time.
Could it be that the undead clan wants to annex all vampires and werewolves?
But the problem is, even the Pale Lord doesn't know what the black-robed Pharaoh is doing now, and everyone can't figure out what's going on.
...
At this moment, on the rooftop of Scarlet City.
Although he was a Duke, he was not wearing a heavy and gorgeous dress at the moment, but simply put on a pair of loose gray pajamas.
Duke Bolton looked at the scene in the distance and frowned slightly.
He remembered the prophecy of the bronze mirror before.
According to his plan, everything is ready, but now the blood descendants are a little overwhelmed.
As long as the undead clan joins the battlefield and captures the Scarlet City, the ritual will begin and everything will be fine.
But the originally foolproof plan suddenly began to develop in an unknown direction.
But the ritual has been started, and Duke Bolton cannot leave here. He can only pray silently for everything to go well.
In his hand, he was holding an ordinary-looking stone.
That is another condition for the initiation of the ritual.
Rakshasa Stone.
However, even Duke Bolton was a little shocked when he first discovered the Rakshasa Stone. It had such an awesome name, but it was just an ordinary stone.
No wonder some people say that they think the end of science is theology.
Such a stone eye can emit unimaginable energy.
At this moment, Duke Bolton's eyes were closed tightly, as if his mental strength was being pulled by something.
"The Lord who wanders between the abyss and the present world,"
"The God of Blood and Chaos..."
"The great ruler..."
"Your humble servant, I offer you my blood and the power of chaos!"
"May your will walk in the world...as if it were in the devil's abyss!"
In an instant, the skin all over Duke Bolton's body split.
They were not scars cut with a knife, nor bites from wild beasts, but like broken ice. It's like a broken mirror, and the whole person is like a fragile vase.
Blood-black liquid flowed from the cracked gap in his body.
However, under Duke Bolton's peeling skin, there were not flesh and blood internal organs, but a void.
A void of blood and darkness.
In the void of Duke Bolton's body, a human-shaped shadow slowly condensed.
This humanoid silhouette has bulging muscles all over its body, making it ferocious and terrifying. It is covered with scarlet eyes, which blink with a terrifying and strange red light in the dark night.
Its body was covered with strange black spikes, and the spikes were covered with ugly and weird runes.
But underneath the spikes, there were strange forest-white flames burning that made people feel numb.
These flames look eerie and cold. If you look closely, you will see that there are faces inside these flames that are wailing and twisting.
And that shadow seems to be gradually solidifying...
...
At this moment, the human camp.
"You know how to enchant?" Chen Mo looked at Yu Ting opposite in shock, but now Chen Mo had put on his mask again to cover his face.
He didn't believe that the other party could remember his appearance just based on the brief contact.
At this time, Yu Ting's injuries have healed. For the righteous players, Yu Ting did not hide his identity as [Tiangang Disha].
Moreover, judging from the strength of the opponent, it must be at least a level 4 player, no, it may even be a level 5 player.
Of course, this was entirely because Yu Ting didn't know how many vampires and undead Chen Mo had killed and how many attribute points he had gained.
In fact, if it weren't for the fact that players above level 6 will enter a new stage and will not be matched with players below level 6, Yu Ting even felt that the opponent might be level 6.
and...
Yu Ting glanced at the black-robed Pharaoh who was staying behind. She didn't notice it just now.
Yu Tingxin asked, who is this guy and how can he control the puppets? Is he from the [Queen Ant]?
