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The loot on the top bosses of the three Dark Councils is so rich that even he, the Pope of Light, covets it. Not to mention, even the bodies of those two vampires and a werewolf are worth a lot. When it reaches the existence of the S-level legendary level, a part of the law power has been integrated into the body, and it is full of majestic life force. Every claw and every piece of leather on his body is the top refining material. Flesh and life crystals can also be used to refine and synthesize various potions.

Prince Richard is even more valuable, and the value of a single one is worth four or five ordinary S-ranks.

However, the Pope of Light thought about it, you Cao Jing is slightly powerful. But if you want to single out the Duke of Morta and Wood, and still want to leave them all behind, I'm afraid it's a little bit hot, right? Hehe, Cao Jingluo, Cao Jingluo, when you find that you can't carry it alone, you will definitely ask me for help. When the time comes, the emperor will be able to intervene in the battle openly and share the spoils.

After figuring this out, the Pope of Light got up on the contrary, clasped his hands and prepared to watch a good show. As long as Cao Jingluo couldn't control the scene, he immediately shot to kill the enemy. By the way, he also took a moment to condense a white light to add a divine blessing to the holy angel Roland.

With the Pope's blessing, Roland, who could only have a tie with the fallen angel Deborah, instantly greatly improved his physical fitness in all aspects, and immediately increased his morale, overpowering Deborah. Even desperate, he exchanged injuries for injuries and fought with Deborah.

This is where the advantage of the Holy Angel lies, he can temporarily increase his combat power and stamina by taking divine blessings, and even if he is injured, he can quickly recover by divine healing. Fallen angels are different. They betrayed the light. At the same time, he also lost the blessing of the power of divine light.

Divine blessings too. Healing is fine. Instead of benefiting the fallen angels, it will burn and purify their bodies and souls.

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"Wood, you take it, I'll throw a confinement scroll. In the face of the menacing Yanzun, the voice of the Duke of Morta reached the ears of the Dark Judge Wood, vicious and full of murderous intent, "Try to trap him for ten seconds, and we will have a chance to escape." ”

Wood, who was transformed into a giant werewolf, stared at him with a fierce look. In an instant, he agreed to Morta's proposal. In his cognition, Morta had a forbidden scroll handed down from his ancestors, which might indeed trap Yanzun for a short time, but it would take a certain amount of time to prepare.

"Whew!" Wood the Werewolf roared and flew up with agility. The huge sharp claws fanned towards Cao's cannon fiercely. After transforming into a giant werewolf, the power of Wood's bloodline imbued him with the power of rage.

The claws tore through the air, and even the space was faintly shattered.

Even a heavily armored tank would be smashed by his claws.

"Huh. It's kind of interesting. Cao Cannon smiled lightly, in the flames. A punch came up.

"Boom!"

Under the huge impact, the giant werewolf, which was three or four meters high, was shocked back instead. However, the giant werewolf with extremely tenacious vitality only suffered a slight loss in the bombardment just now. Next, as long as he desperately entangles Yan Zun for ten seconds, he can buy Moerta time to cast the scroll.

Wood screamed violently, desperately entangled Cao Cannon, and did not forget to roar, Morta, you speed up.

Morta took out a blood-colored scroll and began to chant, and the blood-colored energy continued to linger in his body, infusing into the scroll. A few seconds later, a sneer crossed his lips as he saw Werewolf Wood getting more desperate.

The blood-colored scroll bloomed with a blood wave-like light, turning into a stream of blood mist energy that was injected into Morta's body. The Duke of Morta, who was blessed by blood-colored energy, had wings on his body, which swelled by a third, and was full of a powerful sense of power.

In an instant, Morta's aura was not inferior to that of Prince Richard.

"You're not imprisoned...... Werewolf Wood was knocked back by a punch, blood dripping from his huge canine teeth, and he stared at Morta in horror and anger, "You are the Holy Blood Burning Scroll." ”

The Holy Blood Burning Scroll, although it is not a Imprisonment Scroll, is also very rare and valuable. Using the power in the Holy Blood Scroll to bless oneself in a short period of time can make the blessed explode with more powerful power in a short period of time. This is somewhat similar to the Holy Blessing of the Holy See of Light, but is clearly more powerful than the Divine Blessing effect.

As soon as the Duke of Morta used up the Holy Blood Burning Scroll, he twisted his ass and left without saying a word, and the huge black wings flashed and tore through the space. In the next moment, he had moved through the gap in space to the protective wall of the blood cage, his claws burning with blood-colored flames, constantly bombarding the protective wall of the blood cage.

His intentions and plans were already very obvious, if he trapped Yan Zun with the Imprisonment Scroll for ten seconds, it would indeed create a chance for him and Wood to escape. But the question is, what if Yan Zun chased after him because he didn't like the Imprisonment Scroll because he had released it?

Ten seconds, with the damn blood cage in the way, the probability that he would escape alive was less than half. But using the Holy Blood Burning Scroll was different, he could gain great power in a short period of time, even if he was confronted by Yan Zun.

All he had to do was break through the blood cage and run away as fast as he could. This area is the habitat of the Duke of Morta, and there are many hidden shelters. If Yan Zun really dared to chase after him unrelentingly, he might even find an opportunity to kill Yan Zun with some defense of the refuge place.

However, the Duke of Morta believed that as long as Yan Zun's brain was not broken, he would not chase after him. Obviously there is a werewolf of the same level who can collect his head, why would he do such a thankless thing and give up chasing and killing werewolves instead?

It can be said that the Duke of Morta calculated very carefully, and many factors were taken into account. Minimize the negative impact of yourself, and prepare even for the worst.

"Morta, you bastard, you traitor, you despicable. Werewolf Wood roared in the sky, then turned and ran, the huge werewolf moving with great agility and rushing towards the blood cage wall.

He knew that if he and Yan Zun fought alone, he would be killed sooner or later. Instead of this, it is better to run away once. I secretly prayed in my heart that Lord Yanzun was a hero who was not used to looking down on despicable villains, and hoped that he would go after and kill the Duke of Morta. Although he knew that the odds were not high, it was better than giving them away.

"Creatures of darkness are creatures of darkness, selfish, vile, and shameless. The Pope of Light looked at all this and sneered sarcastically, "Yan Zun, do you still want me to interfere?" He intervened, naturally there was a chance to leave both of them behind, but now there was only a chance.

"Hehe, that's interesting. Cao Cannon, whose whole body was burning with flames, laughed, in fact, he didn't expect the Duke of Morta to do such a treacherous thing. It's a pity, it's a pity, in this case, if you want to collect all the heads, you have to expose your true strength.

"Boom!"

The flames on Cao's cannon burned like the sun, lighting up the entire night sky. Then, with two fingers, two flame clones emerged from the flames on his body. They have hands and feet, but they are all bodies composed of flames, and the appearance formed by flames is two or three points similar to Cao's cannon.

"Go get them all back for me. Cao Cannon pointed at him.

His two flame clones suddenly swooped in different directions. They were extremely fast, pulling up long tails of flames.

"Flame clone?" the Light Pope looked puzzled, of course he had seen Yan Zun's flame clone. At most, he can cast three flame clones. But the strength of each flame clone is slightly worse than that of the S-rank.

And every time a flame clone is separated, Yan Zun's own combat power will drop a lot. If the three flame clones come out together, his personal combat power will probably drop to about the same level as the flame clones.

It looks like a summoning technique, but it is fundamentally different from a summoning technique. It's like he's splitting his power into four......

This kind of combat skill can't be said to be chicken. Casting a flame clone on the battlefield can prevent some of the less powerful people from scattering and escaping. Or even the deity is together, and the four of them work together, and the speed of clearing is much faster than that of one person. But when it comes to heads-up, it is very cost-effective to cast this kind of flame clone, and with scattered strength, how can there be a strong concentration of power.

Yan Zun's flame clone is not weak, and the sum of the two can slightly beat the ordinary S-level line. But a single flame clone, if he wants to deal with Morta or Wood, is obviously not slackening.

The Pope of Light knew, and so did the others.

Werewolf Wood was the first to be caught up by the flame clone, he roared, and his claws slapped out fiercely: "Yan Zun, you want to leave Wood behind with a flame clone, it's too rampant." Break it for me!"

"Boom!"

The hair on Werewolf Wood's body ignited as the two collided, and then flew backwards, bleeding from his mouth.

Almost at the same time, the Duke of Morta and another flame clone confronted each other, making a concerted move. However, something strange happened, the flame clone turned out to be the same as the Duke of Morta, only retreating three or four meters. The strength of both sides is even up and down!

"What!?how is it possible?" The Pope of Light, who had thought about it a pity before, stared out in horror, the strength of a mere flame clone could actually blast Werewolf Wood away, or be on par with the Duke of Morta.

His heart was filled with a shocking wave, which meant that the strength of each of his flame clones was already on par with that of an S+-level powerhouse?

Don't...... Cao Jingluo's bastard was already ...... The eyes of the Bright Pope stared at Cao Cannon in horror and inexplicably, and he gasped.

...... (To be continued.) )