A large, blood-red six-pointed star appeared at the feet of the beast, on the mudflats on the banks of the Joseph River. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info attack spell instructor is located in the center of this huge six-pointed star.

The blood-red phosgene continued to rise and rise, tumbling and boiling like a stormy wave, and surging like a sea of blood, completely annihilating Merdok and the mud behemoth.

At this time, Noyachenko had already run in front of Croqin and Shadow, stretched out his hands, released two emerald green rays of light to the man in black, and began to use elven spells to carry out emergency treatment. The group of elven archers under his command ran in front of the eyes of Merdoc and the mud beasts, forming a semi-circle and semi-surrounding the enemy.

"Stop Merdok! it's too late!" Shadow suddenly felt an incomparably large, terrifying twisted force surging behind him, and hurriedly shouted a warning.

"Arrows!-" With a wave of Noyachenko's hand, he gave an order. The elven archers all brushed at the mud beast, shooting arrows burning with flames.

"Stupid!!—are you trying to stop God's apostle in this world!?" Merdoc stood in front of the mud beast, his arms raised, his eyes glowing darkly, and his face smiling strangely.

"Oh!--... Uh-ha!--" The mud beast immediately let out an earth-shattering roar, and a large stream of viscous blood suddenly gushed out from the severed wound on its body. And then there was a loud bang. Dirty blood splattered out like a fountain.

A temporary arm stretched out from the beast's wound. Immediately after, the mud beast raised its new arm and struck at the oncoming flaming arrows, sending out a wave of air vibrations that blew away all of what was the size of a toothpick for it.

"Retreat!-" Noyachenko was horrified when he saw this, and hurriedly shouted orders to the elven archers, and fled quickly with Croqin and Shadow.

"You can't escape!-" With a grim smile from Merdok behind them. One of the mud beast's arms stretched forward, grabbed Noyachenko's elven archer lieutenant, and held him aloft.

"Uhh

At the same time, a blood-red steam rose from the adjutant's body. His flesh began to decay as fast as it could, until it fell off and fell, eventually turning into a blood-red skeleton. Seeing this, the archers of the elven clan threw their bows and arrows one after another, and began to flee frantically in the direction away from the mud giant.

Immediately after, the mud beast sank into the huge pool of blood beneath their feet, along with Merdok. Forbidden Spell - The Dislocation of Blood. The dirt under the feet of the dozens of elven archers who fled for their lives then revealed a huge pool of blood.

Dozens of huge mud-soaked palms stretched out from the pool of blood, each pinching an elven archer with a fierce grip, strangling them all into the viscous blood below the ground.

"Uhh The elven archers were terrified, and let out a painful wail one after another.

I saw that one by one, their eyes were extremely wide, their faces were full of tears, and their faces were so white and distorted that they were not human, and they watched as they were viscous and dirty, little by little, over their heads, but they did not have the slightest power to change this miserable fate.

As the elven archers slowly sank into the pool of blood. Blood-red steam rose from where they had sunk.

"What a beautiful piece of music!--What a magnificent sight!--I sincerely thank the great gods for allowing me to witness such a marvellous miracle of God in the world!--" Listening to this miserable and miserable wail, and looking at this hellish scene, Mordok suddenly felt extremely comfortable, and he could not help but rise to the top of his body in a sea of blood, raise his arms, and praise the greatness of God in a loud voice, and then dived into the pool of blood again.

Suddenly, the mudflats under the feet of Croqin, Shadow and Noyachenko also showed a blood-red color.

"The Spirit of the Earth, the Mother of All Things. The spirit of holy water, the source of all things. Seal this place with the bloodline spirit of my elven ancestor..."Seeing this, Noyachenko hurriedly crouched down and held the ground with his outstretched arms, one hand releasing a turquoise glow, the other releasing an azure glow. - Special Sealing.

The dirt on the banks of the Joseph River quickly gathered and gathered in large quantities towards the ground where the blonde elven man held his hands. The water of the Joseph River also flowed through the underground water veins and quickly converged at the foot of Noyachenko.

Immediately after, under the feet of Croqin, Swift Shadow, and Noyachenko, a large and large white water vapor gushed out from around the blood-red area. From a distance, the white water vapor covered the sky and went straight into the sky, forming a strange scene of clouds and mountains surrounded by mist, covering the elven female swordsman and the other three people tightly.

"Boy!—even the combined power of the five Great Heroic Spirits can't match the little finger of any twisted god!" As Merdoc's frantic cries came from under the feet of Croce, Shadow, and Noyachenko.

A stream of dark red filthy blood splattered out, sending a large chunk of earth that had been compressed to an incomparably hard mass, and the three of them, along with the elven swordswoman standing on it, were pushed into the air, and the higher and higher they were.

"I'll count one, two, three, jump!-" Seeing that the dirt under his feet was showing bigger and bigger cracks, and the blood-red color in the cracks was already faintly visible, Noyachenko had to shout to his partner. The three of them had no choice but to jump forward without the slightest hesitation.

"Divine Punishment!—Beam of Destruction!" Merdoc suddenly burst out of the filthy stream of blood from under their feet, shouting arrogantly, raising his right arm in mid-air, aiming at the shadow, and shot out of his palm, a beam of dark energy wrapped around several pitch-black flashes.

"The hosts. Allow me to use your power!-" Seeing this, Shadow hurriedly took out the golden token inlaid with five rare gems and the Five Elements Chamber of Commerce from his coat pocket, and aimed it at the beam of destruction that Merdok shot from. I saw that under the warm sunshine, a bright, dazzling golden orange halo was reflected on the gold token.

"Azure God!--Please, cleanse the world of all evil!--" A voice then came from inside the Golden Token. A light blue bright ray also shot out of the token. Although it appeared that this pale blue bright ray was significantly more slender than the beam of destruction, it was able to split the other in two from the middle.

"Damn!—what kind of power is this!—" Merdoc cried out in horror when he saw this.

"Croqin! Hurry! give him another blow!-" At the same time, Shadow reminded Croqin loudly in mid-air. When the elven swordswoman heard this, she understood it, and hurriedly took out her golden token from her pocket and aimed it at Merdoc, who was descending from mid-air.

"The descendants of all the heirs of the world. Divine Punishment!--Destroy!" was the same voice that came from the token. A shiny ray of light shot out of the token. In an instant, the light of holy purification pierced through the body of Murdok, which was full of forbidden power.

"Ahh I saw that the guy Merdoc followed the filthy blood that fell back to the ground from mid-air, and sank into the pool of blood under his feet.

"Shadow, since you have such a powerful thing, why didn't you take it out and use it sooner!?, let us keep risking so much?" Seeing that Merdoc was defeated, as soon as Croqin landed, he angrily questioned Shadow.

"First, the use of tokens is actually borrowing the power of the master. Second, the beam of light that the token just shot out only has the power of purification, that is to say, it can only cause damage to those possessed by the evil magic of Merdok. ”

At the time of the above explanation. Fried was sitting upright in a chair in the chamber, holding a golden token identical to that owned by the Man in Black and Croix. At the same time, large beads of sweat continued to roll down from his heroic face.

"It seems that these immortal spirit magic techniques that are specially designed to deal with people like me really come in handy at such a critical time. The Twin Swordsmen stared at the golden token in his palm and muttered to himself.

"Just now, I do seem to hear Firid's voice coming from inside the token. ”。 Hearing this, Croix held the golden token in his hand in front of his eyes and began to observe it carefully.

"Yes, the master's voice and power can be transmitted through it. Shadow held up the golden token in his hand and revealed.

"Why didn't you tell me about this kind of thing earlier!?" Croqin heard this, and continued to question the man in black unhappily.

"Because the master will not let me tell you. He repeatedly warned himself that he could only use the token when he was in a hurry and had no choice but to do so. Shadow continued to explain candidly.

"The master you're talking about - Firid. Is that Firid the Three Holy Generals?, that rude playboy?" Noyachenko heard the conversation between the two of them, and suddenly interjected in defiance.

"Who do you say is a rude playboy!?You frivolous and ignorant abductor!Shut up and get out of the way!" Croce frowned when she heard this, and turned her head to reprimand Noyachenko loudly.

"Croix. Attention!The enemy is coming!" The golden token in Croix's hand suddenly came out of Firid's voice again. So they looked back. Merdok was standing upright on the shoulders of the mud beast, slowly emerging from the ground in a pool of blood not far away.