Lloyd would be afraid of this, but Du Yueming would not, and the light and shadow bloomed gorgeously, and he slaughtered Count Lloyd in a decisive killing intention.

This slightest fear and hesitation made Du Yueming seize the opportunity, the Ophil arc left a beautiful afterimage in the air, and the next second it had already fallen on the neck of Count Lloyd, Count Lloyd was shocked, and hurriedly condensed the blood qi to resist, but this condensed blood qi was completely vulnerable in front of the Ophil arc, and it was shattered at once.

Lloyd had no choice but to use physical means, he stretched out his hands and forcibly caught the Orfil arc, the blood on his hands collapsed under the corrosion of Mithril, and the tissues destroyed by Mithril were rotted, dripping down the dark blood, because of the light of the spell, so it was very clear.

Du Yueming continued to exert force, Lloyd couldn't hold on at all, he suddenly let go of his hands, and took a few steps back before stopping.

After stabilizing his figure, Lloyd trembled and stretched his hands out in front of him, on which there were still wisps of white gas, which had been corroded by Mithril. The flesh of these hands has festered, and Lloyd's hands can be said to be completely destroyed.

The pain spread, and Count Lloyd's face was full of pain, and his purple pupils locked on Du Yueming, fearful and resentful.

Du Yueming did not rush up to deal with the Orfil arc in his hand, and the blood clan warriors around him did not act rashly, but for a while, the twenty or so blood clans with weapons in their hands did not dare to make a move against this Du Yueming alone.

Du Yueming stood there in a cold black angel, the blade of Mithril was shining, the blade without sticky blood stains was like a new one, and he was like a black metal demon god.

In the real vision, many scarlet silhouettes were gathering in this direction, the number of blood clans was about seventy or eighty, this should be all the troops who entered the forest to hunt for Du Yueming, of course they were the ones who survived.

It seems that the Counts have somehow unleashed the signal.

Du Yueming didn't choose to run anymore, this amount, he felt that he could handle it, before dawn came, he had to return to the Silver Heights, he couldn't delay here for too long, and it wasn't a matter of leaving over there, Du Yueming hoped that he could finish his opponent first.

The light of the fighting spirit flickered, and after the night broke in an instant, the exact same figure as the two Du Yueming appeared.

Those were two shadows, one black and one white, and the other two metal demon gods.

The pseudo-legendary effect from the Black Angel, the twin wings, is released.

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The battle on this side also entered the white-hot stage, and after the five dukes were all wiped out, his opponents were only the two marquises, one black and one white.

There are a lot of potholes on the ground, which are the traces left after the battle, and each pothole almost corresponds to one or two space bullets, and it has completely recovered its strength and is no longer like it was at the beginning, and it doesn't have to worry too much about the number of space bombs now.

Hewlett, who was standing opposite him, struck again with his cane, and before that he had launched no less than twenty attacks on him, but each time it seemed to have no effect.

Obediently swung out the blade of order, the staff seemed so small in front of the wide blade of order, but this time Hewlett was not repelled by the strong force of obedient as he had done the previous times, and the staff with the power of blood shining scarlet blocked the attack of obediently.

Obediently narrowed his eyes, and then increased his strength, and the purple light on the blade of order seemed to forcibly suppress Hewlett.

At this time, Hewlett, who had not made any movement, finally moved, he suddenly disappeared in place, and the next second he appeared in Hewlett's position, and Hewlett switched to Hewlett's position.

It's a position reversal.,Obedient who is proficient in the art of space, can see through it at once.。

With the change of position, the person who had a hard time with the obedient suddenly turned into Hewriet in a black tuxedo, Hewried's strength seemed to be a few points stronger than Hewlett, and the obedient continued to exert force to help this guy.

There is a difference of two stars in strength between the two, and the Blade of Order is a weapon known for its power, according to common sense, this Hewried should have no capital to fight against each other at all.

Obediently noticed that Hewried's pale hands were covered with red blood lines, which was a sign of an abnormal abundance of blood, could it be that this guy had been motionless before, absorbing the power of blood?

Looking at it this way, it makes sense, a blood clan like them with a clan surname can also make up for the gap in strength through some special blood qi secret methods.

Hewlett, who had moved to Hewried's position, put away his cane, he didn't launch a back-attack or anything on the obedient, but his hands conjured a strange gesture, and suddenly the red light flashed on the ground, but in a moment, a scarlet blood pool with a diameter of several meters appeared, and in the center of the blood pool, the ugly hell flower was revealed in a more hideous posture.

Beneath the surface of the woodland, there is such a pool of blood!

The main purpose of Hewried's immobility just now was not to replenish his strength, but to summon this pool of blood.

Hewried and Obedient ended the fight, he immediately retreated to the side of the blood pool, and then without any hesitation, he jumped straight down.

The pool of blood was not deep, and it had just reached Hewried's waist.

Hewlett also jumped into the pool of blood, and just like that, the twin marquises, one left and one right, guarded the hideous hell flower.

Under the blood moon, the Flower of Hell looked forbidden and eerie, and it writhed in an indescribable sound that made the scalp tingle.

At the call of this strange voice, a human came out of the tent, their faces blank and their eyes flashing red.

These were apparently domesticated by the Blood Clan as donors, and the donors began to move closer to the blood pool in a line with unhurried steps.

These humans have long lost their self-consciousness in the trills of the forbidden flowers of hell, and they have thrown themselves into the pool of blood without hesitation, but their ending is not the same as that of the twin counts, they immediately turned into a pair of white bones after entering the pool of blood, and flesh and blood became the nutrients of the pool of blood in an instant.

The white bones didn't stay in the pool of blood for long, and after floating above the pool for a while, they turned black and sank, apparently decomposed.

The scarlet light of the pool of blood illuminated the world.

Strength was accumulating, blood was repairing some of the wounds left by the twin counts after the battle with the obedient ones, and the ugly and bewishing flower of hell was growing stronger.