"Two vampires, a werewolf and a demon. It's strange, why are there no demons?" Renn murmured to himself in confusion as the crowd stood at the back.
It's a bit strange that in such a large battle, only the strongest race among the demons is missing.
"It's impossible for the four of them to defeat us. There may be others hiding in the dark." The old goat said solemnly.
This is a fact. In addition to Chris, who has disappeared, they also have Cardinal Anthony, Dark Knight Parr, the green ranger and the burly man from the Steam Alliance, a total of four strong men at the temple level.
Ren stared at the black smoke covering the sky and the thin layer of boiling blood on the ground. The black smoke and blood mist were mixed together, giving off a faint smell of sulfur.
The smoke was thick and the vision was blurry. No one knew how many demons were hidden inside. The night was like an invisible bloody mouth, swallowing up the prey that fell into it.
Feeling the ubiquitous murderous intent, Ren glanced at the pale Mrs. Ellie behind her and said very calmly: "I don't have time to take care of you. Remember to follow me later."
Mrs. Ellie nodded, her delicate body tensed, and she subconsciously clenched the purple wind chime in her hand. She actually had little combat experience.
"The enemy has already made arrangements. We need to break through the blockade immediately. We have 27 master-level experts here. You can give it a try." Old Goat said solemnly.
The two looked at each other, their expressions serious. This battle is not easy to fight. The four Dark Dukes are only enemies on the surface.
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At the front of the square outside the building, Parr set his sights on the last Duke of Darkness who was speaking arrogantly.
He wore jet black leather armor, had a tall build, and held a scarlet sword, full of masculine power.
His dark red eyes are piercing, and his hair is like burning flames dancing in the wind. Among the four dark dukes, he gives people the strongest sense of oppression.
"Duke Tais of the Vandro tribe, I hope your tone is as powerful as your strength." Parr said in a cold tone.
The Vanzhuo Clan, one of the strongest clans in the Vampire Clan, has a very long heritage. The number of princes and grand dukes of this clan is the highest in the Vampire Clan.
"Pal, I'm actually very curious about how humans use the power of darkness." Tyr, who was wearing black leather armor, said in an arrogant tone. The sword flashing with electric arcs in his hand was very intimidating.
"Then no need to talk nonsense, let's get started!"
As soon as the last syllable of Parr's words came out of his mouth, it suddenly turned into a thunderous roar. The friction and agitation of the air flow made the surrounding area collapse!
Powerful psychic energy like a blue dragon burst out of his body. He clenched his iron fist and stamped his foot on the ground, causing a wave of air to rush straight towards Tais.
Holding his right hand emptyly, a black spear condensed in his hand. The muscles of Parr's arm shook, and he used all his strength to stab it down!
Whoops!
The air was torn apart, and there was a harsh sound of breaking wind. The tip of the gun was like black flames flying, but it also carried a cold stinging feeling.
Roar!
Not to be outdone, Tas let out a thunderous roar.
His pupils were as wide as a sea of blood, and the sword was red, shining with a heart-stopping red electric light.
His long hair danced in the wind, and the muscles in Taire's arms bulged. He did not dodge, and raised his sword to sweep across!
clang!
Sparks flew everywhere, spears and swords collided, and a huge roar echoed through the sky!
Black flames rose up, and the boiling sea of blood rolled, completely submerging the figures of Pal and Tes.
Boom!
Two huge apertures spread out at the same time, the red and black colors intertwined and collided, and the huge energy collided violently.
The air waves rolled and set off waves of surging wind.
The ground shook violently, with deep cracks extending all around like spider webs. The men and horses on both sides retreated almost simultaneously.
With full firepower, no one dared to approach them.
"Are you so tough?" The old goat's eyelids twitched, almost as if he was going to fight to the death from the very beginning.
Ren snorted softly: "Otherwise, what else is there to talk about? Of course the enemy should be hacked to death as quickly as possible."
In the center of the square, the battle almost instantly reached a fever pitch, with black flames rising, blood boiling, bubbling and evaporating, making it a scene like purgatory on earth.
Clang, clang, clang!
A series of sounds of gold and iron clashing occurred one after another, but it was difficult to see the specific situation in the thick fog.
Boom!
There was a sudden explosion, and evil energy shot up into the sky. Two figures suddenly rose into the sky, rolling up blood mist and black smoke, forming a terrifying huge tornado.
Hundreds of meters high in the air, the figures of Tes and Parr were extremely nimble. As they flashed and moved, the sword blade and the tip of the gun kept colliding, setting off waves of surging spiritual energy.
"Human, you are very powerful! I will cut off your head as a souvenir!" Tas flapped his huge bat wings and stared at the enemy in front of him with his scarlet vertical pupils.
Parr was covered in a layer of black armor, with sharp barbs growing on the armor, glowing with cold light, and the shape looked very ferocious.
His face was as cold as a stone sculpture, his eyes were sharp, and his tone was even colder: "Little Bat, I will collect the body for you!"
Zhengzhengzheng!
The swords, air and gun lights intertwined, the weapons collided fiercely, sparks were splashed, and the friction tore the air. The two men spoke harsh words, but the movements in their hands did not pause at all.
The prototypes of the two realms were also entangled and eroded together, rotating around Pal and Tes, forming two semicircles, one black and one red, covering the sky!
Below, around the square, the two sides were still confronting each other. The three human templars and the three dark dukes locked each other, and no one dared to act rashly.
"Aren't you going to help?" Ariel, the vampire duke, licked her red lips and said softly, stroking her smooth long hair with her jade hands.
The green-shirted ranger flicked the purple sword in his hand and said with a smile, "It's you who should help."
"I hate people from the Natural School, and I will kill you tonight!" The ghost Duke Hudson, wearing a crow mask, said hatefully.
He is a descendant of the Bone Lord Andel, and he was originally very famous. However, since Andel was designed to be killed by people from the Natural School, their family's status among monsters and ghosts has plummeted.
The ranger did not reply, but the burly man from the Steam Alliance sneered disdainfully: "Do you think you are strong? Why not let me tear your bones apart!"
"I will also be happy to tear you apart." Werewolf Duke Gustav grinned, showing a pair of white teeth.
"It's useless to talk, take action!"
Ariel's pupils glowed with blood, and she screamed. She stepped on the ground with her slender legs, causing ripples to spread quickly.
Hua Hua Hua~
The blood behind her rippled crazily, spinning to form huge whirlpools, from which pale palms protruded.
The scene was very horrifying, with roars and wailings, resentment rising into the sky, and countless undead souls struggling and scrambling to get up from the bloody whirlpool.
