Chapter One Thousand and One Knock, Knock, Smash, It Feels Good to Destroy Heavy Treasure

Somewhat bored as he watched the laughing vampire Deacon, William kicked Deacon and slammed into the Dark Arts Shield.

With a "bang", Deacon, who crashed into the magic cover, was immediately bounced back.

Deacon, who was kicked and broke several ribs, said with a triumphant smile while coughing up blood, "It's useless, this magic array is using the dark holy book of the Demon God of Set as an energy source, specially prepared for you,

And I'm waiting to go to hell and serve the great Seth".

"Idiot", William took out the Frost Hammer and went out against the energy shield.

"Bell~~".

The magic shield that was hit by the Frost Hammer instantly appeared with ice slag, and then there was a click, click sound in Deacon's panicked eyes.

William withdrew the Frost Hammer and slammed it into the iced magic shield with even greater force.

Click, click, this time the ice cracked louder.

Frightened, Deacon hurriedly shouted to the vampires outside the magic cover, "Don't let him get out of trouble, start the sacrifice ritual quickly."

Hearing this, a group of vampires outside the altar hurriedly took their weapons and held twelve pure-blood vampires with panicked expressions, standing on the twelve runes respectively.

Seeing this, William no longer threw the hammer, but walked to the magic cover with the hammer, waved his hand, and slammed it down.

For a moment, the roar of "bell, bell, bell" was endless, and the frightened Deacon and the vampires outside the altar were terrified.

Fortunately, Seth's dark tome is worthy of being a treasure of the demon god, and the magic cover looks crumbling several times, but the holy book will release dark energy to replenish the lost magic power of the magic cover.

It finally reassured Deacon and the other vampires, but the movements of their hands still couldn't help but speed up.

But Seth, who is in hell, is not so easy.

Every time he penetrated the dimension to transmit energy to the Dark Sacred Text, he would lose ninety percent of his dark magic in vain, and if it weren't for Mephisto, the new master, who was watching from the sidelines, Seth didn't know if he would give up.

After all, he had already been injured before, and now if he lost a lot of mana, the devil knows if Mephisto would suddenly devour him, a demon god whose strength had been greatly damaged.

With the strength of Seth and the Frost Hammer, William, the master who kept smashing with the hammer, still had the heart to look at the dark holy book that kept emitting dark light.

It is also unknown how this book has any connection to the Book of Darkness of Sithorne, or who is higher and who is lower.

I want to take a look, but I'm worried that my willpower is not enough.

Don't look at his many treasures, and his combat effectiveness is also very good, but William himself knows very well that if he wants to talk about weakness, it is probably his will.

If there was a voice that kept hovering and whispering in his head, William himself didn't know how long it would last.

Psychic power scanned the blood flowing on the top of the altar, and William knew that the sacrifice ceremony was about to be completed.

It's a pity that I didn't find any trace of Victor, the old bastard, and wasted so much of my strength to smash this broken magic cover.

Stopping the swinging Frosthammer and looking at the blood that was about to fall, William knew that once he was possessed by this drop of blood, the blood god of hell would possess him.

Just when Deacon, Seth, and even Mephisto in Hell thought William would think of something else, or plan to fight the Blood God for control of his body.

A thought passed, William transformed the Holy Light armor on his body into a frost armor, picked up the hammer without saying a word, and slammed it on the ground of the altar.

A bitter chill that seemed to freeze even a soul came from the Frost Hammer.

In just one breath, the entire magic cover was filled with the power of frost, squeezing the space inside the magic cover at all.

And as the power of frost kept coming out of the Frost Hammer, a burst of creaking and crunching sounds came out, and the magic cover began to be squeezed and slowly expanded by the expanding ice.

Looking at the magic shield that kept changing in size, and was even squeezed out a little bit by the power of frost from time to time, William snorted coldly in his heart, the Frost Hammer was made of a frost box that could freeze an entire planet.

Although the energy contained in the internal force is not infinite, it is no problem to burst a magic cover, and as the cold spreads through the magic cover,

The temperature in the entire underground altar dropped sharply, and in just a few seconds, the vampires who found that the situation was not good, before they could escape, were frozen one after another.

As for Deacon Firth in the magic cover, he had long been frozen into pieces by the extreme cold, and even the blood god blood droplets that fell down were frozen in ice and could no longer be pulled.

In hell, Mephisto, who continued to pay attention for a few seconds, watched as the entire underground altar was frozen in ice,

Even the slightest weakening of the force of the frost squeezed and expanded, and even supported the stone building on the top of the altar, squeezed through the soil layer, and began to expand to the ground.

He sighed in his heart, "I didn't expect Odin to be willing to give the Frost Giants' Founding Treasures into weapons to this human."

"Forget it, Seth", Mephisto shook his head, "take back your Dark Tome, it's impossible to trap this William Devonhill human now".

When Seth heard this, he was unwilling to be silent for a moment, and then stared at William fiercely for a few times, intending to take back his dark holy scriptures.

But as soon as he activated his magic and summoned his own dark holy tome, the moment the magic cover disappeared, a red light rose up in the cold ice.

"Qiang".

William grabbed a sword and threw it at the Dark Sacred Text.

Seth secretly said that it was not good, desperately trying to consume magic power to speed up the summoning of the dark holy text, and he could go to the summoning technique that was handy, but at this time there was a pause,

William, who imprisoned the space, not only used his mind to dissipate the ice between himself and the Dark Sacred Scripture, but the Tianwen Sword also came one after another, hitting and piercing the cover of the Dark Sacred Scripture in an instant.

Before Seth could react, William jumped five or six meters away, swung the Frost Hammer in his hand, and smashed it down with a hammer at the head of the Tianwen Sword.

"Boom~~".

The Tianwen Sword, which had been smashed with a hammer, pierced through the cover of the Dark Sacred Book and stabbed into the Holy Scripture.

This made Seth, who was one with the Holy Scripture, immediately feel like he was smashed on the head with a hammer, and his strength was greatly damaged, and his whole person was in a trance.

But William would not give up so easily, and after Seth's terrified death, and Mephisto's shocked gaze, he once again raised the Frost Hammer and smashed it into the head of the Tianwen Sword.

The loud "bell" was heard again, and Seth clutched his head and fell to the ground in pain.

Seeing that the effect was remarkable, William in the altar smiled and swung his hammer again and again, smashing it violently, and finally after more than a dozen hammers, the Tianwen Sword directly penetrated the entire dark holy text.

The Dark Sacred Scripture, which had completely destroyed the magic array, suddenly became dim.

Mephisto looked at the Tianwen Sword that pierced through the Dark Sacred Book in disbelief, and couldn't figure out how this sword could still be unscathed after being hammered more than a dozen times and breaking through the magic array of the Dark Holy Text.