NOVEL WEB Chapter 843: Lanqi's Blood Moon City Ending
Chapter 843: Lanqi's Blood Moon City Ending
A ball of light like the sun rose above the Blood King's Palace Square.
Under its blessing, even the cold earth becomes warm.
"Lachar, you still can't make me use my full strength."
The glowing white light illuminated Lanqi's face, and also heard his words.
Duke Lachard felt as if his brain was about to be shattered by this deafening sound of calm, as if he was at noon when day and night were reversed.
Even if it was Lanclos at his peak, it would be impossible for him to summon such a large-scale solar power in Blood Moon City!
At this time, Duke Lachar would rather believe that the light that hurt his eyes was just an illusion, but the cruel fact was that his strength instantly weakened to only the eighth level.
The power is very similar to that of Lancros, yet completely different.
It was like Lancros was reborn.
Under the glaring sun, the expression on the face of the third ancestor, Duke Lachar, changed from initial shock to anger.
He explained why Lanclos's defense was as strong as before, but his attack was completely weak.
It turned out that the guy in front of him no longer had Lanclos's glowing corona, and all the power of the sun was transformed into a summoned creature.
This means that the opponent's lack of attack power is not an illusion, but he is really weak.
"You are much weaker than Lanclos!"
Lachar saw at a glance that the sun, which looked like a spell, was actually a weak summoned creature that could be easily broken. This trick could instantly eliminate the opponent's insignificant solar power by destroying the sun.
He concentrated his mental strength as quickly as possible, controlling the blood mist around him and transforming it into sharp arrows that pierced the sun!
"Don't hurt my summons."
Suddenly, the sun was wrapped and entangled by the black spell, and instantly turned into a black sun like a solar eclipse.
It bears the same black centipede orbital mark as the one on the previous Pope's cheek, while emitting the obsidian light of the original stone seal.
Before Lachar's bloody arrows touched the black sun, they all melted into the sky above the Blood King's Palace in an instant.
The pitch-black fog surged around the black sun, guarding it like a tyrant's decree.
No matter how Lachar's blood gathered, becoming thicker and thicker, turning into sharp blood arrows circling in the air, it could not hurt the sun at all.
"Master Xia, it's too rough."
Lanqi watched as Lachar's terrifying magic power attacked him again. His hands under the silver robe almost became a shadow. His finger joints twisted slightly, and the entire Blood King's Palace was instantly shrouded in ominous waves.
Dark grey vines and leaves blossomed from his palms and quickly spread out. The living vines suddenly grew larger and turned into a giant hunting net, covering Lachar's head.
A mental shock faster than Lanqi's came down from the sky and enveloped Lanqi directly.
Wherever the invisible magic power passed, the air began to flow again, but Lanqi's body slowed down instantly.
"You just have high defense, you are not invincible!"
After Lachar discovered that the sun had turned into a locked black sun, he immediately realized that it was the opponent who had given the key spell to the sun.
This means that the opponent's true body has most likely lost its invincibility.
Lachar not only attacks the sun, but also uses instant mental spells to attack the opponent's body!
“It’s really dangerous.”
Lanqi endured Lachar's mental attack and quickly stabilized his body. The square magic emblem in his silver-white robe began to emit dark purple cracks and lightning. The invisible magic barrier unfolded in front of him resisted Lachar's mental shock, and set off circles of metallic buzzing sounds and air waves.
But Lanqi's legendary sealer's flower-making skill was also used at the same time.
The lines on each vine exude a dark divine light that makes the soul tremble.
Not only did it trap Lachar, it began to shrink, isolating him in an inescapable void.
Compared to the confrontation with Lanclos in a weak state, what surprised Lachar even more was that the black sun in the sky really could not be shaken at all.
Lachar gritted his teeth and condensed the blood mist again, forming a denser arrow formation, launching a second round of attack on the sun.
The result still disappointed him greatly.
All attacks were easily swallowed up by it, without exception.
"What kind of evil magic is this? Eternal punishment of immortality is used on other life forms, and it still works?!"
Lachar's eyes were bloodshot as he resisted the sealing vines, veins bulging on his forehead.
Logically speaking, if Eternal Punishment of Immortality is used on a summoned creature, it should be sealed, which is no different from using it on an enemy.
Moreover, Eternal Punishment of Undeath should be broken if it suffers excessive damage. It is not a spell like the one in Landry's hand that is completely invincible and can be switched back and forth at any time.
"Now that the mechanism has passed, it's time to turn on the sun and fight again."
Ranchi continued to speak his mind no matter what Rashar asked.
"Your trick has been exposed. You don't even have enough offensive means! Enough of the bluffing!"
Lachar's hand extended out the sealing vines, and he roared while gathering his magic power.
But the fact is, not only did the sun not go out, its power became even more bizarre.
In my weakened state, I can’t even destroy this sealed flower.
"Return to the dead! Pope Saint Polante!!"
Finally, under the control of Lachar's magic, millions of blood arrows moved so fast that their trajectories were almost invisible. They left behind a trail of afterimages and headed straight down towards Ranchi's body.
They carried Rachar's hatred and vowed to kill Lanqi.
The fight just now has proven that after Landry's mutated Immortal Punishment was handed over to the Suns, it has indeed proven that his original body is no longer invincible.
"Do you really think the game is not over yet?"
Lanqi didn't worry about Lachar's attack at all, and looked at the magic card engraved with petals that had already appeared in his hand.
It's already past four in the afternoon, and it's time to end.
"Let me show you my demon king."
Lanqi's calm eyes did not contain any hostility or fighting spirit. His palm seemed to throw out petals, allowing the orange epic to be free.
The most turbulent moment in Blood Moon City Square.
It was as if the clouds had cleared and the sun was shining, and the Blood King's Palace was cast with ripples of a solar eclipse by the black light of virtue.
Where the sunlight was focused, pure light was floating, and a silver-haired witch had landed on the ground.
Her dress was like a silver rose, with a captivating floral fragrance, as she appeared in the square.
"Rachel, do you still remember me?"
The Demon King of Mad Love, wearing the veil of heaven, made time flow again with his voice like an explosive hum, standing under the eclipse magic realm.
She saw through Lachar's intention and cast a barrier shield in advance to protect Lanqi's body and resist Lachar's blood arrow.
Lachar's pupils shrank as he watched his blood arrows being defeated in front of the Silver Witch.
After her magic voice fell, a storm of illusion brewed in the Blood King's Palace Square, as if the dream and reality were about to be overturned and reversed!
"Impossible...Kaliela, why are you still with Lanclos!"
When Lachar saw the second undead, his face turned pale.
He has a hard time distinguishing what is real from what is fake.
Even though the Kaliera in front of him might be much weaker than the ninth-level one, it gave him the feeling of being a real Kaliera.
What's more terrible is that at this moment, he is bathing in the sun, and the eighth-level Kaliela alone will be extremely deadly.
But he could hardly think any further.
The feeling of powerlessness caused by the breach of the branch temple, the feeling of weakness brought by the sun, and the surrounding of demonic sounds made the third ancestor, Duke Lachar, go insane. He felt his vision flickering as he became unconscious, and he felt like he had slammed into a wall. Stars kept appearing in his eyes, and he almost fainted and could not regain consciousness.
After experiencing the repeated mental torture by the Pope, even Lachar, the third ancestor who had stepped into the realm of gods at the ninth level, could not withstand the interference of the Crazy Love Demon King in this state, no matter how high his mental magic resistance was.
The silver-haired witch focused her magic power on her fingertips. The air in the direction she pointed was gradually distorted and turned into dark gray cracks. The Blood Palace tiles that were devoured by it disappeared. The underground fire was also brewing around Lachar, and black flames began to rise.
At this moment, not only Lashar's defense was broken, but also his toughness was broken. She could just stand still and fight Lashar. She didn't need to hold back. It was enough to use all her means of output once.
"Because I am a good-looking, dignified, mature, and useful demon. When he needs me, I will definitely be by his side."
Talia continued to use the magic sound imitating the voice of Kaliera in Kaliera's shadow recording.
She told Lanci that since Lanci was using the Pope Saint Polante's skin, she also wanted to use the Kaliela skin, and the pair would have a strong bond.
Gray lines blocked Lachar at the edge of the vines.
This is the dual-attribute magic of seal and space given to her by Lanqi, and is also a relic of Lanqi's teacher Laosang. If one accidentally touches the gray lines of the space cracks in the air, it will cause them to expand rapidly and explode.
"puff."
Lanqi held the mask tightly and held it steady.
His shoulders were shaking and he tried his best not to laugh his mask off.
Even if Kaliela tried his best to be a comedian, he could not compare to Talia's free-spirited performance.
"Don't laugh!"
Talia turned around and transmitted her thoughts with resentment and grievance, her ears turning slightly red with anxiety.
She didn't know what was wrong with what she said, but she knew Lanqi was laughing at her.
“A tribute to the legendary voice actress Talia, she is so beautiful, dignified, mature and useful.”
Lanqi finally stopped acting, took off his mask and laughed, as if the joy that Lachar gave him was not even one-tenth of what Talia gave him.
If he keeps trying to hold back his laughter while wearing the mask, he'll run out of oxygen.
"Are you guys in love here?"
Lachar watched with bloodshot eyes as Kaliela and Lanclos only had eyes for each other's idle chat. Even at the other end of the Blood King's Palace Square, Lachar could smell that smell from a long distance away.
Lachar recalled that the only thing that could be considered satisfying tens of thousands of years ago was that both Lanclos and Calliera did not have a good end.
Now, looking at this scene that seemed like their fantasy of fighting together, Lachar became angrier and angrier.
"……Correct."
Talia looked at Lachar's expression and seemed to understand something. She hesitated slightly, then mustered up the courage, hugged Lanqi from the side, and put her cheek against his.
"Yes, we are living happily now."
Talia looked at Lashall and smiled proudly.
"I don't approve!"
Rachel was almost mad with rage and finally lost his mind.
Lanqi looked at Talia in surprise. This move was not included in the tactics he had explained to Talia at the beginning.
But Taliyah's improvised tactics seemed to be very effective. Combined with her magic sound, it allowed Lashar to break through defense and toughness for longer.
"What's the point if you don't agree? Which country's civil affairs bureau are you from?"
Talia suppressed her smile, let go of Lanqi, leaned down and lightly touched the ground. The underground fire spread across the Blood Palace Square and swept towards the painful Lachar.
The flames of the black abyss, along with the red light of the original slate Lycoris radiata, cut through the sky and sank into Lachar accurately.
The third ancestor, Duke Lachar, screamed, and the blood mist around him instantly expanded and turned into a cocoon-shaped energy ball that barely wrapped him up.
Despite this, Lachar still had a very hard time moving. Most of the abyss black flames hit Lachar's defenses, and along with the unrivaled destructive power of the original slate fire, they hit Lachar's vital points and burned his entire body.
Lachar's face became more and more miserable, and the beads of sweat on his forehead evaporated instantly before they could even flow down.
"Kaliera, Lanclos, you two bastards...!!"
Lachar's body emanated an almost translucent bloody light and shadow, even his pupils turned into blood-colored liquid, mist floated away, and he entered a protective posture, unleashing an unprecedented torrent of mental power.
A vortex of blood and energy gathered around him, trying to devour everything.
The sky-splitting string sound that remained around him and the vortex of blood and energy gradually collided with each other, erupting in billions of explosions that were more intense than the gray and red interweaving!
……
The western assault team camp.
Abigail hugged the cat boss and slowly picked up the water cup and took a sip.
Boss Cat looked up and found that Abigail had relaxed and even had the energy to drink water.
"Since Lanqi can suppress Lashar, why doesn't he just beat him like this from the beginning, meow?"
Boss Cat lowered his head and looked at the battle situation on the screen and asked Abigail.
"This mana consumption is completely different from the initial maneuvering style. If Lachar's Blood Moon City blessing is not broken, fighting like this is a waste of energy."
Abigail put down her water glass and preached to the cat boss.
"But wouldn't Lanqi's power of locking the sun be much lower than my own at the seventh level of locking, meow?"
Boss Cat remembers that the Little Sun of Brilliant Virtue is only at the third level, so using Lanqi's Black Sun Tyrant's Eternal Punishment Decree to lock the sun will consume much less mana.
"When Lanqi and Lachar were fighting, he didn't lock his state all the time. He would only unlock it when he was attacked by more direct spells. In addition, the mana consumption of summoning Tata to fight is not of the same order of magnitude as the consumption of using the Black Sun Tyrant's Eternal Punishment Decree to lock himself."
Before the battle, Abigail probably worked with Lanqi to calculate Lanqi's mana power and the mana consumption in various states in order to formulate an on-the-spot plan.
As a result, Abigail was surprised to find that Tata was a mana consumption monster. If she continued to use her full strength, no matter how much mana Lanqi had, it would be drained by her.
The energy consumption in the current state is the highest. Lanci needs to maintain Talia and the edict at the same time, and he can no longer enter the life lock state. He needs to ensure that Lashar's Blood Moon City shelter mechanism has passed before he can focus on fighting Lashar.
"So that's how it is, meow."
Boss Cat nodded.
"But the more I watch, the more I feel that the ultimate move of the complete form of Ranchi is to summon a wife to help him fight..."
Abigail analyzed as she held her chin and watched the battle in the Blood King's Palace.
"Meow."
Boss Cat suspects Abigail is a hidden Lanta.
Perhaps it was the drama performance that made Abigail take a fancy to the rivalry between these two drama actors.
Abigail still wanted Ranch and Talia to play the half-witch role, but recently Abigail discovered that Hyperion might be more suitable to play the half-witch role. Abigail was a little confused about who to let play the role.
"Can we get through in one go?"
Boss Cat asked again.
It saw that Lachar was being attacked by the Crazy Love Demon King with all his strength, but it didn't know how much Lachar's health status had decreased, or whether there was really a significant impact.
"That's not very realistic. Lashar is an immortal vampire after all. Even if he is weakened, even if Talia stands and attacks him, she won't be able to knock him out of combat in such a short time."
Abigail glanced down at the cat boss.
In the last record of the Shadow World, the four great demons fought together for a long time under the sun before they defeated the weakened Lachar to the point where he could no longer fight.
Now there was only Talia.
"But now that Sigrid has passed, the branch palaces guarded by the other vampire marquises should soon collapse like dominoes, and we can attack the second and third waves right away, so there will be no problem."
Abigail added to the cat boss in her arms.
Although it is also possible to let Sigrid shift her direction and break into the Blood King's Palace barrier first to help Ranchi deal damage, but when Sigrid arrives at the Blood King's Palace, Lashar's defense-breaking time may have ended, making it difficult to confront the axis.
If Sigrid didn't run, the other halls guarded by the vampire marquises would not be able to quickly break through the situation.
Considering the safety of the three great demons in the Hall of Extinction, Abigail gave priority to letting Sigrid go to the Hall of Extinction, so that the eighth ancestor, Marquis Somerset, could be dealt with. The three great demons would not have to risk their lives to fight against the eighth ancestor, Marquis Somerset, and Lachar of the Blood King's Palace would continue to break through the defense.
When in an advantageous situation, Abigail will pursue a steady and cautious approach with the goal of ensuring that everyone survives.
"It's past 4:30, meow..."
Boss Cat looked at the time and felt a little worried.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, the military god protection ceremony of the Kremlin National Day Festival was about to end.
"It's okay, I'm playing well so far."
Abigail said, holding the cat boss's two paws.
The time is actually much later than expected, because in addition to the foreign aid of Bishop Rot, there are two more bishop-level strongmen, Bishop Withered and the Tenth Ancestor Ulysses, who almost led to their annihilation.
Even if we can turn the situation around, time will be much tighter than we imagined.
Fortunately, the situation has been opened up.
……
The Temple of Extinction a few minutes later.
The eighth ancestor, Marquis Somerset, was in the midst of a fierce battle.
The sound of rocks breaking and magic exploding was endless, and the entire hall seemed like it would collapse at any time.
A black flame tornado raged in the center of the battlefield, and the hot air waves swept across the entire Hall of Annihilation. The rocks melted, the ground tore apart, and the air was filled with a burning smell.
Suddenly, a powerful airflow erupted from the center of the tornado, and flames scattered, turning into countless blood-colored streams of light, drawing strange arcs in the air like blooming fireworks.
The Marquis of Somerset is still pursuing the three great demons.
The faint light that had previously shone through the arena was like a natural enemy to the Marquis of Somerset, and even when it was later extinguished, it still made him anxious.
During the brief duration of the sunlight, Lachar's breath became noticeably weaker.
"A few weak demon officials dare to show off in front of me?"
The Marquis of Somerset could only focus on what was in front of him, and his voice was chillingly cold.
He slowly raised his right hand, slightly bent his five fingers, and invisible power began to gather in his palm. A faint whistle sounded in the air.
The next second, the figures of the three demons seemed to be pulled by the airflow he controlled. Marquis Somerset flashed like a blood-red lightning and came in front of the three big demons. Before Sinora and Pranay could react, they felt a huge force coming.
Shinora and Pranai were blown onto the rock wall of the Temple of Annihilation one after another. The rocks shattered. Antanas continued to cast healing spells from behind. The light blue light enveloped their bodies like a soft veil.
But Marquis Somerset's attack was too fast and too fierce. Before Antanas's barrier protection could fall on Sinora and Planai, it was suppressed and shattered by Marquis Somerset's strength, turning into blue light particles and dissipating in the air.
Lord Somerset strode towards Antanas, stirring up a gust of wind with every step.
He raised his right fist, which was wrapped in black and red blood, rolling and boiling like magma.
"Do you want to try my fist, too?"
Marquis Somerset was about to punch Antanas in the chest.
Shinora broke free from the rock wall and rushed to Antanas in an instant, blocking the attack with the handle of the sickle, while she and Antanas were stacked together and thrown away.
"It looks like the outcome over there is about to be decided."
Planai climbed up from a distance, used chains to slow down the Marquis of Somerset, and muttered to himself with relief.
"Haha, Marquis Somerset, you're getting more and more anxious. Doesn't Lachar's beaten state mean that a marquis has already been defeated?"
Shinola managed to stand firmly, supported Antanas, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked with a playful gleam in his eyes.
When the eighth ancestor, Marquis Somerset, heard their words, his face instantly turned gloomy.
"This has nothing to do with the fact that you weaklings will die in my hands!"
Somerset was furious, his voice full of displeasure and anxiety, and he walked towards the three great demons.
His aura suddenly rose, and the air was filled with pressure that made the three great demons have difficulty breathing, as if the entire Hall of Annihilation was about to be melted by the wrath of Marquis Somerset.
The Marquis of Somerset clenched his feet on the ground, the earth began to crack, the muscles from his ankles to his thighs tensed, and magma gushed out of the cracks, illuminating his cold face.
He clenched his palms, and dark red blood gathered in his fists.
No one knows what kind of fatal blow he will deliver after he has finished accumulating strength.
Pranai also felt palpitations and rushed to his sister and Antanas immediately. If he failed to resolve Somerset's charged attack, even Sinora, who was the most capable of resisting in the front row, might be defeated.
At this moment, Planai seemed to have noticed something and stopped.
"Are you afraid?"
The Marquis of Somerset was ready to go, grinning.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a palpitation.
Not an abnormal reaction from Pranay.
It was like the sense of danger brought to him by a warrior's instinct.
He couldn't sense the exact direction.
Because he felt that there was an overwhelming sense of terror in every direction.
Lord Somerset's brain had not yet finished thinking about this question.
The sound of air breaking through the air seemed to be in the sky just a second ago.
The next moment, it was approaching Somerset!
At this moment, a silver comet fell from the sky, accompanied by a military force that seemed like thousands of troops were marching simultaneously. A woman with green hair and purple eyes suddenly occupied Somerset's entire field of vision. With the cold look of a wolf queen in her eyes, her far-reaching fist exploded into the body of the Marquis of Somerset!
The violent force caused the magma arena of the Hall of Annihilation to surge and collapse with a loud bang, faster than thunder, shaking the entire southwest area of Blood Moon City!
A wide crack appeared in the center of the Hall of Extinction, and it began to collapse step by step. Even outside the Hall of Extinction, all of the finely crafted blood gems were shaken off, and the fragments were scattered by the wind.
"I'm sorry, I'm late."
Sigrid knocked Marquis Somerset away with a punch and turned to speak to the three great demons.
The silver light faded away, and Sigrid's long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, as bright as moonlight.
"Sigrid!"
Shinora's hand, which was almost out of strength and was holding the sickle, finally slowly loosened its grip and spoke in an excited voice.
"As expected, beauty is only worthy of the strong. This is the strong man."
Antanas also sighed.
When she heard that Sigrid had broken through the Chehan Palace, she knew that smoke had begun to rise from the Blood King's Palace.
"The eighth ancestor, Marquis Somerset, do you enjoy beating my civil officials?" Sigrid stared at Marquis Somerset in the ruins in the distance. That glance was enough to pierce through Marquis Somerset's soul.
The moment she appeared, the atmosphere of the entire Extinction Palace changed.
"The Catholic Church..."
The Marquis of Somerset stood up from the ruins, his face turned pale and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
He knew that this werewolf was much stronger than him, and even the strength he was so proud of was no match for the other party.
This is an existence that he will never be able to achieve.
He tried to vent his anger and engage in a head-on battle with the other party, but when he saw the half-dead Heritil in Sigrid's hands, his remaining sanity told him that he should flee out of the Hall of Annihilation as soon as possible.
This guy is a vampire killing machine, so cruel.
The next second, Sigrid moved.
Before Somerset could successfully escape a few meters, she came behind the Marquis of Somerset.
She raised her right hand, her five fingers flashing like knives, piercing straight into the head of the Marquis of Somerset.
The Marquis of Somerset was horrified and tried to dodge, but Sigrid was too fast and her aura was so oppressive that he could not react.
With a bang, Sigrid's hand grabbed the Marquis of Somerset's head and pressed him to the ground.
"No, it's impossible!"
The Marquis of Somerset's eyes widened, unable to believe that his strength was completely inadequate to resist this woman, and his voice was filled with a wail of despair.
"You have the strength to show off?"
Sigrid sneered, turned her wrist, and with a horrifying tearing sound, the Marquis of Somerset's neck was completely broken.
The Marquis of Somerset let out a shrill scream, his whole body twisted, and he kept struggling on the ground, but he could not prevent his fate of being physically deformed.
The three great demons stood in the back and watched the battle.
They knew they could already think about how to celebrate Sigrid's victory later.
Sure enough, if Sigrid was in her prime, the three of them wouldn't need to take any action at all.
……
The Temple of Annihilation in the far north.
The faded courtyard was in ruins, and among the ice, snow and vines, Nedochika and the Ice Witch were still fighting each other.
But the atmosphere has subtly changed.
Nedochika was still using vine magic to resist the attacks of the Ice Witch, but her movements had obviously slowed down, and her eyes had become increasingly dim.
Her heart seemed to be hollowed out, and she no longer had any interest in continuing the battle.
Now, she looked south.
"It seems that the Blood Marquis has already lost two..."
she said to herself.
Although no one knew how this group of people did it, it was indeed miraculously on the right track to be stitched together perfectly, and Rachar's breath was gradually weakening.
"No fighting, it's boring."
Netochka suddenly swung her staff, used vines to repel the ice witch, put away the staff and muttered to herself.
The Ice Witch stopped where she was, but the ice blades swirling around her did not dissipate.
Although Nedochika's statement was very willful.
But it's not unreasonable.
For both sides, not fighting at this time is the best option.
Nedochika glanced at Artemis, meaning to confirm Artemis's intention to fight.
Seeing that Artemis's attack intention had stopped, Nedochika turned around and floated towards the sky above Blood Moon City.
"..."
The Ice Witch watched the Withered Bishop Netochka warily, making sure that Netochka was leaving and not cheating.
If the cardinal gave up on the vampires at this time, it would undoubtedly be good news for them as they were about to win.
There was no need for her to waste time fighting with the cardinal.
The most urgent task is to support other blood clan battlefields. Whether it is Ifatia from the Soul Palace or Migaia Hyperion from the Earth Palace, they all need other reinforcements.
Nedochika's figure gradually became smaller at the end of the night sky of Blood Moon City, and finally disappeared in the dark and faded night sky.
Only when she could no longer see Nedochika did the Ice Witch heave a sigh of relief, as if she had finally unloaded a heavy burden.
She looked around at the ruins and felt mixed emotions.
This long and bitter battle finally ended in an unexpected way.
Compared to other battlefields, her side is the most relaxed and easy.
"Ms. Artemis, the Faded Palace you are in is closer to the Soul Palace in the northwest, but I would like you to go to the Earth Palace in the south to help Migaia and take care of Hyperion. Because as long as you go to the Earth Palace, you can immediately help Migaia end the battle, and you are not suitable to go to the Soul Palace to fight against a high-life opponent like Marquis Bernhard."
A mechanical messenger landed on the Ice Witch's shoulder, and Abigail's request was heard.
"it is good."
The Ice Witch immediately headed towards the sky to the south.
She had wanted to see Hyperion for a long time, and Hyperion also needed her treatment.
……
The easternmost Bishop's battlefield.
The wind was freezing cold in the Ice Palace, and dark blue frost covered every inch of the land.
The crystal clear ice spikes stand like sharp blades, reflecting the crystal clear forest of steles.
The air was filled with a biting cold, even breathing would freeze.
In this world of ice and snow, two figures confronted each other.
"Nedochka, have you retreated?"
The rotten Bishop Farmer stood holding a pocket watch, his dark green scholar's dress particularly eye-catching in this world covered in silver.
He had a calm smile on his face and looked towards the north. He was unaware of the cold and was not injured at all.
On the contrary, Toliado on the opposite side looked a little embarrassed.
"Why, could you please run away too?"
Toliado's body was wrapped in a translucent cube outline. If it weren't for the defense provided by the six-sided space isolation, he didn't know how long he could last in Farmer's hands.
"Let's stop here for today. There is a long way to go, and we will have a chance to fight again."
The rotten bishop picked up the box on the ground and walked away.
"Haha, I don't want to fight with you again."
Toliado sneered when he saw that the rotten bishop was also willing to end the battle.
If it weren't for the lack of manpower in this siege of Blood Moon City, he didn't know that he would have been able to fight against the corrupt Bishop Farmer for so long.
If he continues to fight, he will run out of strength and will really die.
"There will be a chance. When His Holiness the Pope comes out, maybe that will be a story for another book. We will meet again sooner or later."
Farmer slowed down his pace, turned his head and used an analogy in a way that was easier for the playwright Togliato to understand.
Or if we add the hierarchy theory that is now circulating in the Kingdom of Hutton, if this part is the eighty-nine version, then the next one will probably be the ninety-nine version. The vast undeveloped maps will gradually be opened, and the southern side of the southern continent is just the tip of the iceberg.
"Are you saying that the lost continent behind the Land of Disaster will eventually connect to us?"
Toliado's brows rarely frowned.
"If they don't come together, then the prophecy of the Grimoire will be wrong."
The figure of the rotten bishop blended into the dark snow.
"Whether the Grimoire is a 'Book of Prophecy' or a 'Book of Conditions', you should also want to know the answer, right?"
Farmer's last voice disappeared along with the howling of the storm. Toliado could only raise his hand to block the oncoming corrosive cold air. When he put his hand down again, the breath of the rotten Bishop Farmer was no longer completely gone.
Toliado stood there in deep thought for a long time.
"Go to the Soul Palace to help Ifatia. If you go to help, you can kill the Ninth Ancestor, Marquis Bernhard."
Abigail's voice of instruction through the headset interrupted Toliado's daze.
But she was rude to Toliado.
"Oh oh I'll go right away."
Toliado quickly agreed.
"Open the teleport, hurry up! Stupid pig, do the work!"
Abigail saw that Toliado was no longer dangerous and no longer had the same rare care she had at the beginning.
……
The sun rose for the second time in the Blood King's Palace Square when the Hall of Annihilation was destroyed.
Lanci once again switched from dealing with Lachar to Black Rijia summoning the Crazy Love Demon King.
Listening to Kaliela's evil voice, Lachar once again held his head with both hands and tore his scalp in pain.
"Thank you, Lachar. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have given my soul to him and become his guardian spirit to be with him forever."
Talia also repeated what Lanqi and Lachar said.
She hugged Ranchi first and then ran to beat Rashar.
"Rashaar, would your true king hold you like this?"
Lanqi stood quietly by the side, his emerald green eyes as calm as the surface of water under the silver mask.
“Lancros——!!”
Lachal faced Ranchi's ridicule but couldn't touch him at all.
The battle reached a fever pitch and the entire square was in ruins.
The ground was bumpy and uneven, the stone pillars of the Blood King's Palace had collapsed, and the walls had collapsed, as if it had experienced a major earthquake. The ground was covered with cracks of varying sizes that were bottomless and almost led to hell.
"If this action hurts you, then I am really sorry."
Lanqi shook his head helplessly.
"Ahhh!"
The air was filled with the pungent smell of smoke and dust, and the glorious virtue shone through the dust, making the Blood King's Palace look particularly dim.
Space cracks streaked across the sky, winding and exploding like giant snakes.
The defeat of the Marquis of Somerset and the resulting weakness made Lachard feel unprecedented frustration and humiliation.
Rachel finally faced reality.
Although the reborn Lanclos in front of him is not as powerful as the Lanclos who was at the end of his rope during the Blood Moon Destruction, the suppression power he can create once he gains the advantage is no weaker than Lanclos, and he will not give his opponent any chance at all.
He can't be killed by attack, and he can't counterattack. If the other vampires can't defeat his companions, then there is no hope of defeating him.
Gradually, Rashar's mentality began to collapse.
"Lancross! How have you become so mean!"
The third ancestor, Lachar, roared weakly on the ground.
His body was covered with wounds, his clothes were tattered and covered with burn marks.
"You are no longer a strong person, but a weak person who relies on external forces! You are a pervert!"
Lachar's face was as pale as paper, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Today's Lancros only reminded Lachar of the legendary ancient ninth-order demon Satya the Hopeless.
Standing in front of Satyana's army of summons that can create copies of their opponents, if one cannot restrain this great demon, he will crush them 100%.
At this moment, Lachar felt the terrifying suppressive force of the summoned creature that made him unable to resist.
"This is called the power of companionship and the bond of friendship."
Ranchi corrects Rashar with clear logic.
At first, he could never understand the power of idealism when the righteous companions in fairy tales finally defeated the final powerful enemy with boiling blood.
Now he understands.
This is the power of everyone.
It's so strong.
"Lancross!! Fuck your friendship bond!"
The third ancestor, Lachar, was on the verge of mental and physical collapse. He only knew that Lanclos had gone completely insane.
The magical defense around Lachar was becoming weaker and weaker, and the blood mist was becoming thinner and thinner.
His face was as pale as paper, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Even so, he still gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat.
In his opinion, as the ancestor duke of the blood clan, it was a great shame to be defeated by the seventh-level alienated Lanclos and the eighth-level alienated Kaliela.
It was not until nearly a minute later that the protection of Blood Moon City was restored and Lachar was in a very bad condition and pulled away.
With no choice, Lachar could only divert his attention and directly attack Ranchi, taking advantage of the moment when Ranchi was about to switch to the target of eternal punishment of immortality, in order to buy himself a chance to catch his breath!
"Don't try to hurt him."
Talia, who was originally planning to go back, stood in front of Lanqi and blocked Lachar again.
"You all go die together!"
Lachar gathered the remaining blood mist and transformed it into dozens of huge claws, grabbing towards the two men.
Talia's magic power intertwined into a web-like mental shield in the air, and Lanqi also did not withdraw the sun. The bloody claws collided with the shield, and the blood mist on the claw tips splashed and was pushed back completely.
As expected, Lashar's attack was resolved by the perfect cooperation between Talia and Ranchi.
But at this moment, Lachar had no intention of continuing the attack. It seemed that repelling the two men had achieved his goal.
He swiped his bloody hand in the air, and the vertical line of space opened like a zipper. He used the authority of the ruler of the Blood King's Palace to open the exit to force his way out of Blood Moon City. The other end of the space was connected to the ground of Brillda City at dusk!
The battle situation has come to this point. He will no longer foolishly hope that the Marquis can withstand the enemy's encirclement and then give Lanclos a chance to defeat him.
"Don't run! If you have the guts, don't run!!"
Upon seeing this, Talia rushed towards Lachar and shouted aggressively.
Lachar was not moved by Kaliela's ridicule. He plunged into the space crack without looking back and returned to the city of Blierda, causing panic among the citizens on the street.
Seeing this, Talia also wanted to pass through the crack that was about to close to capture the escaped Lashar.
"Tata, don't chase."
Lanqi ordered Talia to stop, and Talia stopped in front of the space rift.
After a moment, the crack disappeared.
"But, we finally managed to beat him half-crippled, how can we let him get away now!"
Talia ran back to Ranci and spoke to him anxiously with a clenched fist.
"It's almost five o'clock. If we rashly fight on the ground, we will probably be suppressed by the city defense barrier and then besieged by the God of War. There's no need for that."
Lanqi raised his hand and let the mechanical messenger fall on his wrist. He checked the time and spoke to Talia.
At the beginning, they wasted a lot of time because of the excessive foreign aid from Blood Moon City.
We were able to fight our way back from the brink of collapse step by step, and beat Lashar so hard that he abandoned the city and fled without even leaving his ancestral land. This was already a great success as a result of everyone's concerted efforts.
"What about Rashaar? He will return to the ground later and control the God of War. Moreover, at night, he will return to the ninth level."
Talia asked Ranchi, pursing her lips.
Seeing that Lanqi was not too panicked, she slowly calmed down.
Not all war gods are controlled by Lachar, but if a war breaks out on the ground, there will definitely be war gods who will protect Lachar at all costs.
"We can't catch up with Lachar, and once Lachar leaves the Blood King's Palace, it means he has given up Blood Moon City, the most important ancestral land of the blood clan. In fact, 'destroying the blood clan's ancestral land' is more equal to victory than 'sealing this blood clan duke'."
Lanci said to Thalia.
Compared to Lachar, the biggest threat is the Blood Moon City, which Lanclos did not have the energy to completely destroy tens of thousands of years ago.
"Our mission is to focus on destroying Blood Moon City. As for Lachar, there is someone waiting for him on the ground."
Lanqi contacted Abigail through a mechanical messenger and sent a message to everyone in several branch temples.
If the springs are demolished, what’s the point of a vampire hiding outside?
"You mean, Aquamarine Violet?"
Talia's frown relaxed and she asked Lanqi.
The last time she met Violet in the main hall, she did hear Violet say when she turned into a gray cat that as the high priestess of the Moon God, Violet had a barrier that could isolate Lachar's mental magic.
And now, Lachar had been forced to the ground by them during the day, in a state of several times weakening, and was injured.
All the conditions for Violet's magic to break the curse have been met.
"Yes."
Lanqi nodded in confirmation.
"After subduing the four marquises, please send them all to the Blood King's Palace. Abigail, please also send the vampire forced demonic transformation potion via the mechanical dimension gate."
He passed on final instructions to his companions in other branch temples.
During this period, the great demons led by Talia were studying the potion that Mayeqing had finally developed during the Blood Moon Era, and they successfully reproduced it with the formula.
The four vampire ancestors will be used as fuel, and the nuclear fusion wolf will be sealed and strengthened with the double slates of fire to blow up the entire Blood Moon City.
This feud that lasted for tens of thousands of years can finally come to an end.
As for the unrest in the Krelian Empire, they will do their best to quell it after the vampires are wiped out. I believe that will not be too long.
After the battle, the Blood King's Palace suddenly became quiet.
Wherever the moonlight falls, a shadow is left.
The passing stars are also singing.
Only Ranchi and Talia, who were gradually relaxing, stood in the square, waiting for the arrival of other companions.
"Looks like it's finally coming to an end."
Talia relaxed a lot, put her hand on Lanqi's shoulder, and gave him a thumbs up with her other hand to encourage him.
Just like going through the cold winter, spring will eventually come.
In the underground of Blood Moon City, just like on the ground, the five o'clock bell in the evening echoed.
"The past is past, the future has not yet arrived, now——"
Lanqi looked at the people on the map who were about to reach the central Blood King Palace, and did not resist Talia's inappropriate intimacy.
“The most important thing right now is now.”
The end of a story often reminds you of its beginning.
Those who died in this turmoil will never come back.
The blood moon disaster is over.
And the present world.
Lanqi's biggest regret is that he will never see Loren again.
"Teacher Loren, rest in peace. I have put an end to the unrest."
He said to himself,
"Now that I think about it, I feel really sorry for Loren. Every time I invite the gods, I am impersonating the name of the high priest, which may cause him a lot of trouble."
Lanqi finally lowered his eyes and confided his true feelings, his eyes filled with guilt and nostalgia.
Even at the moment of victory, the dead had no chance to see it.
“You actually knew that.”
Talia murmured in astonishment.
In the past, Lanqi was doing virgin things without knowing it.
Now Lanqi seems to be slowly awakening and becoming more and more like a normal human being.
However, she also likes Lanqi like this. Whenever she sees that Lanqi is a man who can change and is willing to change himself, she feels sincerely gratified.
"But I won't do this again in the future. I promise. If I break my promise, please punish me, goddess of fate."
Lanqi looked up at the sky and spoke to the goddess of fate.
(End of this chapter)