The Court of Palermo.
A large number of blood slaves poured into the palace like a tide and fought with the stationed Northern Horn Army. There were splattered blood and overflowing cold air everywhere.
"The other party seems to be well prepared, sir."
Including Geta, all members of the Otwell family who agreed to the rebellion had already sent all their men to the battlefield. Looking at the still stalemate in front of them, everyone was a little hesitant and hesitated, and quickly turned their eyes to the three demigods.
"Hmph." None of the three demigods of the Pure-Blood Priory spoke, only Commodus snorted coldly.
Of course, they knew exactly what these people were thinking. They were just worried about the losses of their own men.
However, for the three demigods, they agreed to help intervene in this matter, ostensibly to seek revenge on the Blue Sword, but in reality they were plotting to seize Sicily.
The three forces of Otteville, the guerrillas and the Licinius family formed a delicate balance in Sicily. As long as the Pure-Blood Priory could severely damage the Otteville family, they would be able to break the current balance and disrupt the political order of the island.
A turbulent Sicily would make it easier for the Pureblood Hermitage to set up a secret vampire lair base, which was the most fundamental strategic goal. As for the spiritual material reserves of the Otwell family and the "Navian Bone Tooth" artifact, they could only be said to be extra additions made by the demigods.
From this perspective, the more severe the damage to the Otteville family is, the better, whether it is the power held by the Blue Sword or these rebel forces.
"Wait until the other demigod can no longer hold back and rushes out." Facing the pleading eyes of the crowd, Commodus said coldly.
Everyone: …
They certainly couldn't question the demigod's decision, not to mention that this safe play of "soldier against soldier, general against general" was also impeccable. The opponent's demigod hadn't made a move yet, but your demigod was already off the field. What if the opponent suddenly launched a sneak attack from outside the field
So everyone could only watch in pain as their men's flesh and blood flew everywhere and they kept falling dead on the battlefield ahead, silently praying that the demigod on the opposite side would show up soon.
Maybe the prayer worked... Not long after, two people suddenly rushed out from the palace corridor opposite.
One of them was tall, fair-skinned and beautiful, and the other was wearing a black robe and holding a staff. They were the two demigods, Shirley and Derek.
"Well done!" Seeing the demigods rushing over, the three pure-blooded hermit demigods immediately left the battlefield. Both sides opened their domains at the same time, instantly clearing a large area on the battlefield. The people who were originally trapped in the sea of blood were either swallowed by the sea of blood, or their bodies exploded and scattered, turning into countless tiny particles.
Soon, the sea of blood on the Pure-Blood Priory's side gained the upper hand and began to force the opposite territory to retreat.
When there is not much difference in level, just having one more person in number is enough to tip the scales of victory.
With the appearance of the three blood clan demigods and their great upper hand, the offensive of the blood slaves became swift and fierce, and for a time they actually suppressed the counterattack of the Northern Horn Legion, which made the rebels of the Otwell family behind them feel relieved.