Strange to say, the blood bat in the sky, which was almost the size of the square, was obviously a phantom, but when its body completely exploded, it turned into a real rain of blood. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This rain of blood is not big or small, but it happens to completely cover the entire city of Varna, and the square where Leo is located is of course among them.

Looking at the countless raindrops that were falling towards him from the sky, Leo's brow couldn't help frowning slightly, and four light shields were thrown out of his hands one after another, covering the bodies of Viscount Juan, Darwin, Morata, and Farindo.

This is not because Leo is eccentric, but because in Leo's senses, there is no living person in the entire square except for these four people.

Leo, of course, didn't forget to put a light shield on himself.

A few seconds later, a dense raindrop crackled on Leo's protective shield, making a sneering sound.

"The plague power in this blood spot can actually corrode the holy power!" Leo's brow furrowed even deeper.

You must know that Leo at this moment is not a second-level magician, but a real eighth-level high-level powerhouse!

But even so, the blood rain transformed by the blood bat was still able to successfully erode a small half of the light shield he emitted, and what fell on Leo's light shield was only a few dozen drops of blood, which was probably less than one thousandth, or even one ten-thousandth, of all the blood spots contained in this blood rain covering the entire Varna City!

How could the ordinary people who had not yet had time to evacuate Varna fight against such a powerful rain of plagues!

As soon as the blood rain fell, the phantom of the blood bat in the sky also completely dissipated, and the blood-colored light that originally filled the entire square also disappeared without a trace, and the noon sun finally shone into the square again, and Leo once again felt the heat that he had not felt for a long time.

After the rain, the sky was clear, but Leo's heart was cold.

Although Shahril is dead, the blood rain he has carefully created and contains the power of the plague has successfully rained on every corner of Varna City, infecting countless innocent people who have not had time to flee the city.

A few dull coughs suddenly sounded in the square, and Leo looked to see that Viscount Juan, who was not far away, had woken up and was struggling to sit up from the ground.

Leo hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to Viscount Juan: "Lord Viscount, are you okay?" ”

"If you're not dead, you're fine." Viscount Juan sat up and looked around for a moment before returning his gaze to Leo's face: "I don't know what happened just now, but judging from what I saw in front of me, the Bishop should have driven that heretic away, right?" ”

Since Viscount Juan was knocked unconscious by Shahrir during the battle, he did not see the battle between Leo and Shahrir.

Leo nodded and said to Viscount Juan, "Actually, Lord Viscount, you are wrong, that heretic has died at my hands. ”

"Oh?" Viscount Juan was stunned when he heard this, and a surprised expression appeared on his face: "I didn't expect the Bishop to be so powerful and get rid of this heretic for my Varna City, this is a great achievement!" ”

"Lord Viscount has praised it," Leo couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said, "Actually, we have bigger trouble now. After saying this, Leo immediately told Viscount Juan what he knew as quickly as possible.

"What? The power of the Scarlet Plague? Viscount Juan's eyes widened in disbelief: "Lord Bishop, are you sure?" ”

Leo nodded seriously: "Sure, sure, sure." "As a cultivator of holy power, Leo couldn't be more sensitive to the dark negative aura of the power of the plague.

Viscount Juan's face immediately became ugly: "This damn heretic would do such a thing!" ”

As the lord of Varna City, Shahrir's plan to slaughter the city through the plague was apparently like a sharp knife in Viscount Juan's chest.

You must know that in Varna City, where more than half of the people in the entire Varna Territory live, if all the people in Varna City die, then the lord of Viscount Juan will be similar to the Commander of the Light Pole.

"What now?" Leo asked Viscount Juan.

Viscount Juan shook his head, apparently not having any good ideas: "I don't know what to do, Lord Bishop. ”

The two looked at each other and fell silent for a while.

"It's not an option to stay here, so let's go out and see how it's going." Viscount Juan thought for a moment and then put forward his opinion.

"That's right." Leo nodded, now there are either corpses in the square, or guys who have not been infected with the plague at all under his own protection, and staying in himself is useless to solve the plague, so Leo changed his mouth and said, "In that case, then let's go outside and have a look." ”

Viscount Juan nodded, and then stood up with some difficulty, trying to walk on his own, but he almost fell to the ground with a stumble, but fortunately, Leo on the side quickly stretched out his hand, which saved Viscount Juan from the embarrassment of a fall.

"Lord Viscount has difficulty moving, so I'll help you." Leo Tract.

Viscount Juan's face was slightly arrogant, but he also knew in his heart that this was not the time to save face, so he nodded and said, "Since this is the case, it will trouble the Bishop." ”

Leo reached out to help Juan, and after a few lightning shots, he left the plaza and headed for the nearest gate.

At the moment when Leo left the square, Darwin, a temple warrior who had been in a coma like Viscount Juan, suddenly let out a soft snort, and then slowly opened his eyes.

After a few more moments, Darwin, who had finally regained his mobility, left the square with Morata, who were still unconscious, on his shoulders.

After a few hours of hustle and bustle, the square finally returned to its quiet, with only corpses on the floor, a pile of black ash from the three burns at the stake, and even a trace of green smoke slowly rising from the ashes before slowly drifting into the sky.

The sunlight shone on the bloody square, reflecting the golden-red light of the red blood on the ground that had not yet dried up.

In this battle, a full hundred elite soldiers of Varna and twenty knights of Varna Cathedral paid with their lives.

However, for what happened next, the loss of 120 lives may be just the beginning.