Carmela, the city of blood, is one of the most peculiar cities in the entire region.

It's less than fifteen days away from Vila City, but it's a very important transportation hub and dominates a large area of the surrounding territory.

The most important thing is that the ruler of this city is not a demon in the ordinary sense, but an accidental product of a cruel experiment by the great demon kings back then.

His name is Sharea, a unique lifeform that feeds on blood to survive.

That's right!

This guy is the true ancestor of all vampires on Earth, whether it is Cain mentioned in religious legends or the famous Dracula of Piercing, they all obtained a drop of his blood by accident.

As a second-level demon lord, his power is undoubtedly very strong, especially in the City of Blood, and no one can kill him unless he first depletes the tens of millions of tons of plasma stored underground.

But today, Saraya doesn't know why, and always has a feeling of uneasiness.

At first he thought it might be due to another reigniting of war with the forces of Heaven, but quickly dismissed the answer.

The reason is simple!

Hell and Heaven are like a pair of enemies, since they discovered each other's existence, they have been fighting each other almost all the time, and they know each other's strength very well.

For example, Heaven knows very well that since all the old demon kings have died, the so-called demon kings elected by Hell later are mostly less than one-tenth of the strength of the former, and no one can even pull out the sword that symbolizes the Lord of Hell.

In the same way, Hell also knows that the God of Heaven, who claims to be God, also died a tragic death in the great war of ancient times, and only one heart was snatched back.

Several archangels are even more dead and crippled, and there is only one who can take the lead at the moment.

Normally, in a state like this, as long as the two sides are still sensible, they will not go to war in an all-out way, but will have to recuperate and slowly regain their strength.

After all, the biggest advantage of angels and demons is that they live far longer than humans.

The strongest of human beings can live for only one or two hundred years at most, but they can easily live for thousands of years, and the longer it drags on, the better it will be for heaven and hell.

But now, for some reason, the game that originally tested each other suddenly became intense, and both angels and demons were like crazy, constantly gathering forces to try to kill each other in one fell swoop.

Perhaps in the eyes of the other demons, the cause of this war was that the angels had to take an inch, breaking the unspoken rules that both sides had been following first.

But Sarreal, who has always been a good thinker, always felt that something was wrong.

Just as he was sitting on the throne, tasting the fresh blood that had just been taken from the beautiful girl, and hesitating to go to the border to join this great battle, which was likely to be protracted, a demon with only half an arm left suddenly burst in and shouted at the top of his voice, "No...... Oh no! Venerable Lord of Blood, those guys from Vera City have called!"

"What? What did you say, repeat again!" said Saraya, slamming up from her chair, her two strange eyes bursting with a terrifying red light.

However, before the Severed Arm Demon could explain, he heard a deafening shout of killing from outside, followed by a green fireball of evil energy suddenly falling from the sky, smashing the roof of the palace with a bang, turning into a huge hellfire, and began to destroy everything around it with impunity.

"Bastards! How dare they!"

Saraya raised her hand, drew a large amount of blood from under the throne, and threw it directly to engulf the hellfire.

In just a few seconds, the fire of evil energy on this behemoth completely disappeared, turning into a puddle of lifeless stones, scattered everywhere.

Wrath!

Unquenchable anger!

He never dreamed that the barren land, known as the poor countryside, would dare to attack him at this time.

But before the sub-demon king could figure out the reason, a huge abyss lord suddenly fell from the sky, crushed the entire palace with a bang, brandished the huge weapon in his hand, and grinned and cheered: "Ahhahaha! A real prey! I'm lucky!"

The words just fell!

He directly raised his double-headed sword and slashed it down.

Bang!

Accompanied by a sky of dust and rubble, along with the walls and the throne, they were split in two by this blow.

It can be said that in the sequence of the Burning Legion, no one is better at killing and destroying than the Abyss Lord.

They are like innate madmen, their minds are filled with the desire to fight, and there is no fear of death at all.

But unfortunately, Sharia's speed was very fast, and she had already moved to the side about six meters away, just enough to avoid it.

However, he did not rush to launch a counterattack, but squinted his eyes at the behemoth standing in front of him, and after a long time he asked, "Who are you? How come I have never seen a demon like you in hell!"

"I am the great Abyss Lord Azgalor! tremble! lowly worm! I will cut off your head and sacrifice it to my master!

The Abyss Lord raised his left hand and began to channel the magical energy, and after just a few seconds, an overwhelming fireball of evil energy fell from the sky, beginning to strike indiscriminately within a radius of several hundred meters.

And every time a fireball falls, it turns into a flaming hellfire golem.

In terms of the scale and experience of the war alone, the Hellshot Horse can't keep up with the Burning Legion that has destroyed countless worlds.

Seeing his city being wantonly destroyed by a group of invaders, Shareya finally couldn't control the anger in her heart anymore, and raised her hands and shouted: "You have made a mistake! A huge mistake! That is, you should not provoke me! Now, taste the true power of the Blood City!"

I saw that the dilapidated palace was suddenly swept away by the blood gushing out of the ground.

The blood began to gather over the city at an incredible rate, slowly forming a large red cloud like a dark cloud.

Next Second......

This amazing magical blood rains down!

These raindrops were like sharp swords, killing thousands of low-level demons in an instant, and even many enduring hellfires ran out of energy and fell to the ground.

In contrast, the Abyss Lord Azgalore was in a slightly better state, only being cut through small openings, and blood filled with rage flowed out of the wound, and all the creatures that were stained with it would be burned up in an instant.

He glanced at his own injuries and sneered, "That's what you're capable of?" ”

"Don't worry! the real meal is coming soon!" said Saraya's raised right hand suddenly fell.

A huge spear condensed from blood and energy descended from the sky and pierced directly through the body of the Abyss Lord. Its flame-like blood immediately lost control and exploded with a thud, engulfing everything within a radius of several hundred meters.