"Chick, your guts are not small."

The man's voice was a little surprised, but instead of appreciating it in the slightest, he felt that his majesty had been offended and became angry, "My origin is not allowed to be inquired by a lowly mortal like you. ”

"Is that so?"

Ning Zhiwei dragged out her last note, sounding a little regretful, she seemed to sigh lightly, and said coldly: "Since this is the case, then there is no point in your life." ”

The man was furious, and just wanted to teach this woman a lesson, but the next moment, a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

He lowered his head in horror, only to find that his chest had been pierced by something strange that resembled a brush, and in an instant, it flew back into the woman's hand.

It was terrifying, she couldn't even move her position to kill him, a mid-level Adept.

However, his attempt to contact his companion was also interrupted by Ning Zhiwei, and the walkie-talkie fell on the thick blanket with his burly body, only getting two bang-bang movements, and no more sound.

Ning Zhiwei glanced back at the lounge, quickly left the villa, cast a stealth technique, jumped on the Sanqing Rune Pen, and rushed towards the back mountain at a speed equivalent to a top-grade flying magic weapon.

This terrorist attack was not accidental, whether it was thirty mercenaries or fifteen paranormals, they all came to Bolonst.

She was so sure because after the mercenaries dragged the guards of the villa, all the Adepts went straight to the third room on the second floor on the left-hand side, where the sound of fighting immediately rang out, and it wasn't long before Blancst fled back into the mountains, followed by fifteen Adepts.

The supernatural who appeared in the hall just now was summoned by the last mercenary, and the others had already entered the back mountain.

At this time, the walkie-talkie sounded, and Director Song's deep voice came from inside, "Zhiwei, we have arrived at Xishan Villa, where are you." ”

"Back Mountain! Be careful, don't get any closer, they're chasing a powerful vampire. ”

The noise of the fight had gradually become clear, and she quickly cut off the call and found a large tree with lush foliage to hide in.

The clearing beneath the trees was the battlefield of the Anomalous and the Blaunst, and judging by the scarred earth and trees, they had already experienced a fierce struggle before that.

Now, Blaunst is surrounded by fourteen Adepts, forming a standoff.

Among the Adepts, a man with pure blonde hair who looked like a leader spoke up, "Bronst, if you resist any longer, don't blame us for being rude. ”

Bolonst smiled coldly, and for the first time there was a fierce love on his deep face, which was disgusted with the desire to deal with it quickly, "It's just a group of dogs raised by Paul XVI, and it's ridiculous that they dare to say that they want to get rid of me." ”

Anger appeared on the faces of the strangers, only the blonde man's face was as usual, he smiled proudly, and said unhurriedly: "As far as I know, you were seriously injured by His Majesty the Fourteenth a hundred years ago, and your strength has dropped to the marquis level, although I don't know what method you used to restore the prince level, but it is obvious that you have only advanced, and your realm is not stable, and it is a good time to seal you." ”

"It's such a big breath, it's just three high-level, I can pinch you to death with my hand."

"Abigail, don't talk nonsense with him, hurry up." Another high-level powerhouse reminded impatiently.

The blonde man, also known as Abigail, smiled and spread his hands, "Looks like my teammates can't wait, Prince Caine, I'm sorry." ”

He stretched out his right hand, and someone respectfully placed a silver knight's sword in his hand, and at the same time, there was a small bottle containing liquid.

Seeing this, Brownst's face changed, and he looked at them with a cold look in his eyes.

"The sword of Zorro, how is it in your hands."

Abigail smirked, "It seems that Prince Caine's brain has not been broken because he has lived too long, yes, it is the sword of Zorro, the holy sword that killed you for the first time, presumably Prince Caine will never forget it in his life." ”

Ning Zhiwei listened carefully from the tree, and based on their conversation, he could gradually deduce some conclusions.

Although these paranormals are dressed differently, they all have a scepter-like coat of arms on the right chest of their clothes, which should be the supernatural of the Sacred Domain of the V Kingdom, and the Paul XVI in their mouth is the contemporary Pope, and this time they came to kill the vampire prince Bolonster on the order of the XVI.

Bolunster, according to his surname, is supposed to be a third-generation vampire, the grandson of Cain, that is, the highest rank of pure-blood vampires, with an immortal body that cannot be killed, and can only be sealed with holy water plus the weapon that killed him for the first time.

Judging from the current situation, that Paul's sword was the weapon that killed Boronst for the first time, and the bottle of holy water, she carefully probed her divine sense, and determined that it was a spiritual liquid compressed by a high concentration of spiritual energy.

At that moment, Blaunst suddenly moved, his figure as fast as a bolt of lightning, and swept towards Abigail.

Abigail had already taken precautions and hurriedly retreated, and the rest of the Abilities stepped forward one after another to block Brownster's attack, and for the first time, Ning Zhiwei saw the fighting methods of the Sacred Realm Abilities.

They are all intermediate level or above, both in terms of strength and combat power are stronger than the ability group that Ning Zhiwei is waiting for, and most importantly, their spellcasting methods are different from Xiao Li and others.

Among the supernatural beings she knew, when they fought with the enemy, they relied on pranayama to stimulate the abilities in their bodies, thus condensing into various forms of external energy, and the way they activated their abilities was actually chanting.

Miraculously, as they chanted, Blaunst couldn't get within three feet of them, a religious chant that had a restraining effect on vampires.

As melodious chants flowed from their lips, a powerful force gradually gathered above their heads, and finally converged into a thick pillar of light, locking onto the direction of Bolonster and attacking the other party.

The energy gathered by the thirteen supernatural beings could not be underestimated, even if it was Bo Langst, who had the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage, he was also waiting for him, only to see the murmur between his lips, and at the moment when the pillar of light was about to touch him, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a dark red light flashed from his pupils.

The next moment, Ning Zhiwei was surprised to see that Bo Langst's body disappeared, replaced by an overwhelming black bat, and the fluttering sound of wings flapping resounded throughout the whole world, densely blending with the night.

Bats of all sizes were everywhere, and even the bushes where she hid were full of dozens of them, and she was shocked, but fortunately, she had already slapped an invisibility talisman on her body just in case, otherwise her hiding traces would be exposed.

If she guessed correctly, these thousands of bats are all Blaunst's doppelgangers, which are the abilities of high-level pure-blood vampires.

In the center of the battlefield, the pillar of light did not disappear, it seemed to be firmly grasped by a pair of invisible hands, waving over the dense area of bats, and those bats did not even leave their corpses, and instantly turned into powder.

However, those bats that have been eliminated are only a drop in the bucket, and the pillar of light that gathers powerful energy has begun to dim.

The earthly parapowers were not at all worried, and they began to chant again, this time not as a complete hymn, but as a prayer of blessing for the Lord God.

As they prayed, colorful abilities slowly appeared in the palms of their hands, metal, wood, water, earth, fire, ice, thunder, etc., all kinds of abilities fell in the bat swarm, and the effect of these energy bursts was not inferior to the spells of the foundation monks.

The Paranormal of the Sacred Realm really deserves its reputation, no wonder the Adept who was just killed by her is so arrogant and rude.

However, on the other hand, the more powerful the ability is cast, the more energy needs to be consumed, and the narrow amount of equipment of the ability alone cannot fight a continuous battle, because they cannot absorb the aura from heaven and earth like the immortal cultivators, and can only rely on the recovery of physical strength and energy to restore the ability.

Sure enough, the dozen or so Adepts began to be overwhelmed, and Blancst saw it, and he immediately resolved his incarnate state, and thousands of bats gradually coalesced into his human form on the ground.

He stretched his sharp nails, and his body shuttled among the Abilities like electricity, and blood splashed out everywhere he passed, and even one of the weakest Abilities was bitten by him on the neck, but in the blink of an eye, he was sucked dry of blood, turned into a dried corpse, and collapsed to the ground.

The Abilities, who had always been calm and calm, finally had a panicked look in their eyes, and the formation that matched the tacit understanding was chaotic, and they were caught by Blaunst and solved four more Abilities one after another.

"Don't mess around, everyone, stabilize him, and when I activate Zorro's sword, it will be the death of Boronst."

Abigail, who had been guarding the center by his subordinates, noticed the unstable feelings of the crowd, and hurriedly began to remind him that he had sprinkled the holy water evenly on the knight's sword, and was singing the holy song in a low voice at this time.

His chants seemed unusually long, and as notes spilled from his lips, the rusty knight's sword grew brighter and brighter like a pearl that had been wiped away from the dust, and shone with a holy and dazzling light.

The faces of the Adepts showed excitement and confidence, "Great, Holy Sword, Paul's Sword has finally seen the light of day." ”

Abigail's eyes flashed with frenzy, and he looked at Bronster with a cold gaze, "Fellows, it's now, pray, pray to my lord, give me the strength to destroy the filth and evil that hides in the darkness." ”

This was like an indication that the remaining Adepts sat down around Abigail and chanted the hymn again in the manner of the saints' prayers.

As the chanting was about to end, countless white dots popped up from their heads and slowly covered Abigail's body, and at that moment, his aura suddenly increased, and it was almost the primordial infancy!

Ning Zhiwei was so shocked that she almost fell off the tree, those white spots turned out to be the power of faith!