The steel ball in Hosiman's hand suddenly stopped, and he gently threw it to his subordinates behind him. The strange thing is that the palm of his hand holding the steel ball has the same metallic luster as the steel ball, which does not look like a human hand.
"We've been waiting for you for a long time." Vidi stepped on the corpse, "This guy is a master of the Lightless League. It's really stupid to sneak in first to find some bargains."
Before the words were finished here, Hosiman slapped his arm suddenly.
Boom! !
A black shadow around him was suddenly photographed out of thin air, and he grabbed the face door with his palm and pressed it hard to the ground.
boom! !
Blood burst and splattered.
The black shadow completely stopped moving, and began to quickly weather into a mass of black ash.
Hosiman straightened up, as if doing a worthless trifle.
"Invisible? Interesting."
This momentary movement caused Vidi's pupils to shrink, and the black mist around him stopped spreading, and he could only maintain about half of the small square, and it was still a small half, and at some point, the majority of the area was covered by An invisible force field took over in advance.
A green light flashed across his pupils.
"Who are you? Why are you so powerful!"
Hosiman's face remained unchanged, and he began to walk towards him slowly. As he moved forward, he stepped on the ground and walked step by step. Wherever he walked, green lights flashed in the air on both sides, and appeared There were originally invisible human figures in black. These human figures were frozen in the air, maintaining weird and strange movements, but they were as immobile as sculptures.
puff.
In an instant, the first figure in black exploded, turning into a mass of black ash and scattered, followed by another pop, the second, the third, and the fourth.
Wherever Hosiman walked, all the hidden invisible blood races were exposed, frozen in the air like bugs in amber, unable to move. Immediately, they exploded one by one and turned into ashes of the blood race.
A wave of indescribably violent shadows changed behind Hosiman. The shadow behind him was no longer in the shape of a human shadow, but transformed into a huge and terrifying behemoth with spikes, which seemed to be a western mythical dragon.
Horrific and dull pressure emanated from him, and with the sound of his footsteps, the black mist space of the three of Vidi was compressed little by little, shrinking continuously.
I'm afraid even Garen didn't expect that Hosiman still broke through the ordinary upper-level level, and with Garen's promotion, he reached the level close to the upper-level peak level. His soul even carried a little bit of Garen's soul, that is, the terrifying and powerful nine-headed dragon domineering aura.
Ow! ! !
Vidi roared violently, sharp white fangs grew out of his mouth, his figure twisted for a while, and he appeared behind Hosiman as if teleporting, and bit down on his neck.
His whole body glowed with a faint green luster, as if covered with a layer of viscous green fluorescent slurry.
What's even more subtle is that at some point, a white scimitar stabbed from the left and right sides of Hosiman, as if two other Vidi's of the same strength were attacking together at the same time.
It is important to know that ordinary vampires, even if they are low-rank vampires and middle-rank vampires, it is impossible for Hosiman's unaware sneak attack to get close to this point.
But these two scimitars did it, as if they appeared out of thin air, they floated in the place where Hosiman was close to the skin.
"Waterbird Profound Truth!" Hosiman's eyes seemed to light up for an instant, and an invisible whirlwind rolled up around him in an instant.
"Double swords!!"
For a moment, the square seemed to be lit up with a dazzling white flash.
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The blood slowly dripped down the arm, and fell into the messy black soil of the lawn, and quickly penetrated, leaving no trace, but the originally black soil turned a little dark red.
Dam opened his mouth wide, panting like a cow, and stared fiercely at Yarudo who was opposite him.
His situation at this time was not good, his right arm had been completely crippled, and a large bloody wound had been scratched out of his left arm.
On the opposite side, Yarudo's half of his head was blown off, but he is recovering quickly against the common sense. His head is not a brain at all, but a mass like other body parts. Wriggling blood red viscous substance.
The rehabilitated Yarudo was also in a mess, his clothes were torn, and he obviously didn't know how many water bird punches Damu had received, and how many times his body exploded.
The iron ball beside him had been turned into several large pieces and scattered on the nearby ground, and the pair of knives were also broken into several sections and stuck upside down in the soil. The surface was still covered with cracks and could no longer be used.
He himself is equally tragic, the vertical pupil between the brows is a barometer of all changes in his strength, it can truly reflect his current state, like a thermometer. In the normal heyday, his vertical pupil was blood red, but now it is extremely difficult to even open this vertical pupil, showing a sickly pale color from blood loss.
"My vampires are born with the ability to recover infinitely, Dam, right? Let's see how long you can last!" Yarudo forced a burst of laughter, mocking his opponent. Although I had heard about the opponent before coming here, and knew that the opponent might not be an ordinary human strongman, but after actually getting in touch with him, I realized that this human named Dam is simply terrifying! It is simply unbelievable that he can compete with his upper blood clan who has survived for thousands of years!
Finally, there was an inexplicable worry in his heart.
Originally, the blood clan was busy with civil wars, and they didn't care much about the Holy Fist Palace, which is gradually being called the strongest among humans. They thought that no matter how strong humans are, they can only be at that level, and the highest can only threaten the lower blood clans, but now it seems that...
"Support?" Damu burst out laughing strangely when he heard this. "You look around?"
Yarudo was slightly startled, and looked around, General Si Luo and others had already spread out, and he was not worried about the general situation of the battle here. There were only a few subordinates standing far away, fiddling with an instrument, not knowing what it was used for.
In the distance, he suddenly heard the sound of a helicopter's propeller approaching.
"Could it be.!!??" He suddenly thought of a possibility, and his pupils shrank instantly.
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Under the manor, in a dark space
Surrounded by three groups of black shadows, a pillar in the shape of a football World Cup was built in the middle. The pillar was only half the height of a person, with a water basin on the top, filled with scarlet blood.
At this time, the bloody water was slowly rotating, and the surface reflected a mirror-like effect, projecting scenes of fighting from the outside world.
"The other two teams have already arrived as promised. I didn't expect the power of the Wuguang League to be so strong. Fortunately, we still have some left behind." A neutral voice said in a low voice.
The other two stared at the scene in the blood basin, but neither replied, and the atmosphere seemed a little dignified.
"It's that old guy from AG. Sure enough, I knew it was him!" An old voice sounded from a black figure.
What flashed by in the basin was AG's old wrinkled face. The two golden lions under his seat actually turned into two monsters with lion heads and entangled with some middle bloods. Under the cover of black and green bats, he walked slowly towards the manor on crutches. Come, step by step, no vampire can stop him.
But the strange thing is that when he reached a certain range, a wisp of green smoke rose from his feet, as if there was something blocking him from moving forward.
"He's here for revenge." The last black shadow said lazily, "I told you not to get involved, but if you didn't listen, you're in trouble now."
The other two did not speak. Although their tone seemed to be in control, the sacrifices of each clansman and the death of each lower-rank blood clan made their hearts drip with blood, like knives stabbing each other. One knife after another stabbed in the heart.
"What about the loss now?" the lazy voice continued to ask.
"The next thirteen teams, there are five more." The old voice replied in a low voice. "Of the ten people sent out by the median, only one came back. But don't worry, this time it's not about our family, but the decision of the entire secret party's joint operation. The leader has promised to compensate us for our losses. As long as there are enough The essence of blood, we can supplement and develop more mid-rank and lower-rank descendants. Now the leader is very interested in that man named Dam and Hosiman, and requires us to capture them at all costs. The leader is very interested in their powerful roots , I am very interested in something called Miwu."
"Indeed. This kind of secret weapon can make Dam and Hosiman powerful to the upper level in just a few years. If it is widely spread." The neutral voice whispered, and suddenly the last black figure who had been languid They all moved slightly, showing shock involuntarily.
"How many years? Are you sure they only used it for a few years? Not a branch of wizarding genre?!" The lazy voice finally became serious.
At this moment, the blood in the blood basin suddenly began to boil. As if there was a fire roasting below, the blood boiled violently, and even wisps of white smoke rose. The image inside rippled and disappeared in an instant.
"The time has come." There was a hint of joy in the old voice. Although most of the blood clans themselves were indifferent, it was also very uncomfortable to just watch their family's strength and heritage being consumed.
"let's start."
Three groups of black shadows reached out a hand at the same time, and pressed it on the three protruding horns of the blood basin like lightning.
A strange humming sound like that of mosquitoes and flies slowly sounded. The voice was not from the three of them, but from the blood basin in the middle.
The boiling in the blood basin suddenly quieted down, forming a blood vortex like before again, but this time the vortex was different from just now, the point in the center of the vortex was getting deeper and faster, and it was constantly sinking into it, as if a blood vortex was brewing. A little black light.
At the same time, the sky above the entire manor looked down.
With Wellington Manor as the center, within a range of hundreds of meters around, the ground shook loudly, and layers of invisible and invisible barrier walls suddenly rose from the ground. This wall split the team besieging the manor in half in an instant, forming a large An invisible labyrinth composed of countless concentric circles.
With the neighing of the horses, when the magic mist knights were fighting with teams of strong vampires holding blue battle axes, they were directly divided by an invisible wall. Chop off the horse.
Standing on the grass, AG slowly raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky. Strangely, through the invisible wall, the moon he saw turned out to be dark red like blood.
"So it's the Hallows Labyrinth?"
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(end of this chapter)