"One of the twelve ancient clans of the blood clan, it can't be overestimated. Here is His Royal Highness Howard, the Dark Gospel. Even if the pawn we planted in advance succeeds, he has not fully recovered, but even if a crowned prince is not in a complete state, I'm afraid It's not like an ordinary duke can handle it. If he escapes, it will be a big trouble in the future. Therefore, I'd better come in person."
Palocia glanced into the hall, and said coldly: "It seems that those chess pieces have done a good job. I really didn't expect that there would be traitors in the blood clan that has always been proud of the strongest blood bond."
The old duke gritted his teeth, drew out his long sword, and shouted: "If you want to go in, just step over my corpse!"
"It's not necessary at all. You are too weak." Palocia waved his hand casually, and the old duke was knocked into the air by an invisible force, and he slammed into the wall of the hall and passed out. In order to awaken Howard, he lost a large amount of blood, and he couldn't even resist the demon king.
Palocia walked into the hall and said slowly: "Howard, are you still unwilling to come out?"
In the depths of the hall, the panting and roaring sounds behind the thick gate suddenly stopped, and a dark coercion gradually expanded, covering the entire hall. A majestic and majestic voice sounded, "Palocia?! Are you trying to provoke an all-out war?"
"The war has already begun." There was a surge of darkness, and the huge door of the hall was immediately torn off as if being held by an invisible big hand, and thrown aside.
In the inner hall, an ancient coffin has been erected, and the coffin lid is slowly opened, and Howard's voice can be heard from inside: "When did the famous family of Masefield become so rude?"
Unmoved by the darkness surrounding Palocia, he said coldly, "You can think about this question slowly when you return to the river of blood."
The lid of the copper coffin was blasted open, smashing towards Palocia. But Palocia just separated a mass of darkness to meet the smashed coffin lid. As soon as the coffin lid was submerged in the darkness, it immediately melted and disappeared.
"Don't use this kind of method. As the dark gospel of the past, there should be a minimum of dignity when returning to the river of blood."
In the opened copper coffin, lay an old blood clan man, with his arms folded on his chest, still in a sleeping position. He was skinny all over. Although he didn't really look like a skeleton when he was asleep, there was still a significant gap between his fullness and fullness when he was fully recovered. Obviously, Howard did not complete the process of waking up and recovering at all.
Parochia sneered, and said: "It is said that the crowned prince of the blood race is not weaker than the Maharaja, and you have a record of facing the Maharaja head-on. Now I would like to see, you like this, how strong are you? What's left."
Howard opened his eyes and walked out of the coffin, obviously a little jerky in his movements. He raised a big sword from behind, and slowly raised it up: "Since you don't even want the minimum dignity of a famous family, there is nothing to say. Your Majesty, I will definitely not let your crime go!"
After all, there was a sudden gust of wind in the hall, and Howard's body swelled, as if he had blown air, and his breath rose straight up. When he climbed to the highest point, Fang gave a loud shout, and the gemstone on the hilt of the big sword in his hand lit up, and shot out Countless blood entangled Howard.
With a roar from Palocia, the darkness condensed and turned into multiple spears, flying across the hall in an instant, nailing them firmly into the wall.
Howard's figure disappeared, and immediately the whole hall shook violently. He appeared on the top of the hall and slammed into a wall formed by deep darkness.
The black wall shattered, and Howard bounced back.
Outside the main hall, many blood races suddenly fell down, blood flowed from their mouths and noses, obviously they couldn't survive.
Just now, Howard and Palocia had a direct confrontation, and the fluctuations caused by the collision of forces were not something ordinary blood warriors could bear.
Howard returned to the center of the hall, his face changed slightly, and said: "The spear of the forbidden area! You even took out the sacred artifact of the council!"
Palocia said: "What's the matter, isn't Jingmeng in the hands of your blood race? But it won't be long before the three holy artifacts will belong to His Majesty the Demon Emperor. You'd better save your energy and don't think about escaping."
Howard's face changed slightly.
The spear of the forbidden area has the power to solidify space, and it is the nemesis of all shuttle and escape abilities like flickering in the void. With this sacred artifact in hand, Palocia blocked Howard in the terrain of the mountainside hall, and it was difficult for Howard to escape even when he was fully awake.
Howard smiled wryly, and said slowly: "It seems that you have put in a lot of effort to kill me."
"The fall of a crowned prince can make it difficult for the blood race to recover within a hundred years. No matter how much it costs, it is worth it."
"Okay, let's fight! Let me see what the Lord of Masefield can do!"
Palikia looked around and said leisurely: "This place is really suitable as a battlefield."
While speaking, the darkness of Palikia turned into a giant palm. Just one movement of clenching a fist caused the entire castle to vibrate, and the terrifying fluctuations and coercion of demonic energy instantly turned hundreds of blood races into corpses.
Howard felt the breath of death coming from the blood, and he was startled and angry, and shouted: "Palikia! Don't you even want the minimum dignity?"
"The ones who died were all vampires anyway, so they happened to be cleaned up together." Palocia sneered.
Not even Middle Castle can afford a maharaja-level battle. After a big battle, most of the castle will be reduced to ruins. The way Palocia shot, not only did not have the slightest scruples about the restraint on the surface of the continent, but was even more unscrupulous.
In this way, the tens of thousands of blood clans living and fighting in the castle may all become victims. These are Howard's blood descendants or people, how can he not be angry
Palocia clearly wanted to make it difficult for Howard to make a move, thereby increasing his chances of winning. This is really embarrassing. But so far, Howard has nothing to do.
Howard raised his sword again and said, "Her Majesty the Queen will punish you for your sins!"
"You've said that twice."
Howard ignored Palocia's ridicule and concentrated on chanting something. Immediately, blood condensed into a piece of letter paper in the air, and a large piece of runic text appeared on the paper.
The whole piece of blood disappeared in a flash, and the black walls of the forbidden area around it had no effect on it, as if it was in another space. Immediately, the bloody note paper penetrated the black wall and disappeared into the void.
Howard was not at all happy when the message was sent to the Queen's Hall, but looked at Palocia suspiciously.
During the whole process, Palocia was exceptionally calm, neither stopping nor interfering, watching Howard release the message like that, and said "Oh": "The book of the blood river looks like this, It must have cost you a lot of blood, right?"
"Why didn't you stop it?" Howard couldn't help asking, although he didn't think Palocia could stop the unique communication method of the ancestor of the blood race.
Palocia smiled lowly, "Why do you want to stop?"
The message travels extremely fast in the void, which cannot be calculated with the usual concept of speed. According to Howard's prediction, within the time of these two sentences, it should already be close to the Queen's Hall. However, at this moment, the connection between this message and Howard suddenly disappeared.
The information that came back the moment the message disappeared was enough for Howard to know a lot of things. His expression changed drastically, and he said, "Medanzo!"
Palocia laughed loudly, "With the King of Light here, do you still want to send the message to the queen?"
"Why did he betray the queen and the blood race?!" Howard was frightened and angry.
Howard immediately sank his consciousness into the river of blood, and issued a call among the ancestors, wanting to see if anyone else was awake. However, the surface of Blood River was as calm as a mirror, and the call he issued was like a small stone, which only jumped twice on the mirror before disappearing completely, as if it had never existed.
"Well, after you return to the River of Blood, find a way to ask him."
Palocia condensed four long swords out of darkness, floated in front of him, and immediately slashed at Howard like a shock!
Howard snorted, picked up the big sword, and opened the four dark long swords one by one with extremely delicate sword skills. It's just that every time he opened his sword, he would involuntarily back up a little.
Palocia let out a long laugh and said, "Now is the time for you to return to the river of blood!"
This time, there are more than ten long swords condensed, and the next round of offensive will be extremely violent.
In an instant, countless dark long swords shot out, slashing Howard. Stronger than the Gospel of Darkness, with despair in its eyes. He just relied on the dignity of the ancestor, desperately intercepted and blocked, and strived to fight until the last moment.
At this moment, the ears of the two top powerhouses suddenly caught a crisp sound, which was the sound of the black wall of the spear of the forbidden area shattering. Immediately, the dark hall was illuminated by a dreamlike brilliance.
Both Palocia and Howard are very familiar with this gorgeous knife light, and no one would have thought that it would appear here.
Dream!
The holy weapon was used against the holy weapon, but the spear of the forbidden area was not good at conquest, and Jingmeng focused on one point, so it broke through a black wall in an instant and slashed towards Palocia.
Palikia was as calm as ever, and shouted in a deep voice: "Bold!" His dark devilish energy turned into a giant palm, and he grasped the Daoguang Daomeng.
After all, Palocia is the Lord of Masefield, the maharaja who has ruled the Eternal Night for hundreds of years, even if he wants to maintain the operation of the Forbidden Spear, he is still attacking Howard. Dare to take it hard.
When the light of the knife fell, the giant dark hand was almost split in two, but the light of the knife was also at the end of its strength, and it quickly melted when it fell into the darkness.
Palocia turned around, and suddenly saw herself in a pair of pupils!
In those pupils that looked like blood amber, what reflected was not only a mass of darkness, but also the real body of Palocia in the darkness. Palocia was shocked. The darkness around him was like the pale flame of the ever-burning flame. It was actually made of magic energy. How could it be seen through so easily.
In the pupils, cracks suddenly appeared in Palocia's figure, which immediately turned into countless fragments.
Palocia only felt that the magic core was hit hard, and the darkness suddenly dispersed, and even a small part of it disappeared, revealing the outline of the real body.
"Pupil of Destruction!" Palocia hadn't finished yelling when he suddenly felt a chill come from the deepest part of his heart, spreading all over his body in an instant.
This is a sign of a fall crisis!
Palocia turned his head and saw Qianye standing not far away, the light wings were melting into the dragon burial, becoming one with it, and immediately an extremely hot force bullet flew out of the muzzle of the gun. Around this original force bomb, there is still a black feather flying!
In an instant, Palocia thought of the final battle, the final shot.
Although that shot was shot towards the sky, its power had already left a deep impression on him. But facing this gun at this moment, even though the original force bullet is still slightly inferior to the king bullet in essence, Palocia still found that he still underestimated the power of this gun that day.
The original force bomb arrived at the instant Palocia saw it.
With a roar like thunder, the black walls of all the spears in the forbidden area shattered, but the shadows of the spears did not disperse, and almost immediately formed a new black wall in front of Palocia. It's just that this layer of black wall collapsed at the touch of a touch, and only slightly blocked the castration of the original force bullet. Immediately, almost all the darkness around Palocia rushed towards the Force Bullet and enveloped it.
The force bomb finally exploded, and the morning light turned into the purest light and heat, which evaporated the darkness in an instant. And that little black feather pierced through the darkness and sank into Palocia's body.
Palocia snorted, and stared at Qianye with a pair of eagle eyes, the murderous intent was almost overflowing. To be wounded by a duke was a great humiliation to him.
Palocia breathed like thunder, and within a breath, darkness was reborn around him, gradually covering his body. But at this moment, there is no room for Parochia to settle accounts with Qianye. In front of him, Jingmeng and Dajian are still launching offensives non-stop.
Qianye frowned. He didn't expect that such a shot would only injure the Patriarch of Masefield, but not cause him to lose his combat power. The Dark Lord is indeed powerful.
At this time, Palikia has been weakened repeatedly, which is an excellent opportunity, but Qianye no longer has the original force bullets condensed by the morning light.
The battle opportunity was fleeting, and Qianye thought flawlessly, injecting the newborn chaotic force into the dragon burial, turning it into a bullet of force that had never been seen before and blasting it out.
This force bomb didn't have any imposing power, nor did it have any kind of chilling aura, it had a weird taste, penetrated the darkness, and sank into Palikia's body.
Palocia was stunned for a while, and suddenly the darkness around him was like snow meeting the bright sun, and most of it dissipated in an instant. His complexion changed drastically, and he let out a wild roar, which seemed to be mixed with shock and anger. Then there was a roar, and Palocia crashed directly through the mountainside and disappeared into the flames of war under the night.
Palikia escaped
Howard could hardly believe his eyes.