Carlos and Frank are still fighting, and the battle between them is much more terrifying than that of Wren and Kurlo.

The glow that shone from the night sky covered the entire battlefield with a red coat, a radius of 100 meters, half of which was burning flames, half of which was tumbling blood.

Boom! Clang!

The dark golden spear that shone with colorful brilliance collided violently with the great sword that burned with blood flames.

With the two of them at the center, the earth turned into a huge spiral, and the wind was full of the stench of blood and the scorching heat of the flames.

"Sea of the Dead!"

Frank, the Duke of the Blood Clan, roared, and the rudiments of his realm were terrifying, like a huge flower of blood that exploded.

Pale arms emerged from the sea of hell blood, and countless dead struggled to stand up from the blood waves.

Their bodies are not rotten and festering, except for their skin that is as white as paper, they are basically human.

But they had no eyeballs, but their hollow eye sockets kept pouring blood, and they were clad in armor, and they held blood-soaked but still glistening weapons.

From time to time, there are even undead knights whose whole bodies are wrapped in heavy armor and ride on black smoke-filled war horses leap out of the sea of blood and besiege the powerful enemies on the opposite side.

An army that shows the terrifying strength of the top dark duke, it can be said that in addition to a duke like Marcus who is about to be promoted to the grand duke, Frank is already a powerhouse in the first echelon under the Sanctuary.

However, in the face of Carlos of the Fire Dragon Knights, he did not take any advantage, on the contrary, he was slightly at a disadvantage.

Roar!

On the tip of the spear was a huge fire dragon head, and the dragon opened its mouth and swallowed terrifying high-temperature flames.

With a bang, Carlos raised his gun and swept away, quickly out of the afterimage, and fired dozens of shots in an instant.

The fierce spears instantly tore apart all the dead who surrounded them, and the orange-red flames devoured and swept away their wreckage!

"Sluggishness—Confusion—Rage—Weakness—"

The chant sounded, and the spearman Carlos leaped forward, and the dark golden spear was swirling with blue, purple, red, and white light.

Whew~

He stabbed out with a single shot, and a forty-zhang long spear tore through the army of the undead, indestructible, crushing the bodies of all the dead, and smashing the Yellow Dragon!

Feeling the edge that pierces everything, Frank's face changed, and Frank raised his great sword with blood flames attached to it, and crossed it in front of him.

Clang!!

There was a screeching sound of metal clashing, and the spear pierced through the blood-colored greatsword, the tip of which stabbed Frank's shoulder behind the sword, bringing up a string of bewitching blood.

Woo staggered back a few steps, Frank's scarlet vertical pupils glanced at the hole in the center of the big sword in his hand, the blood energy in his body was a little out of control, and his body shook.

Feeling of weakness hit him, Frank felt a little numb in his body, the black leather coat on his shoulder was torn, and there was a hideous wound bleeding.

Taking a slight breath, he stared at the enemy opposite: "You are very strong, but you can't kill me today." ”

He decided to pay some price to get out.

Holding the spear, Carlos snorted coldly: "You can run away, the other guy is already cold." ”

The leather armor on his body was also somewhat damaged, with a few blood marks on it, and the opponent was very strong, and he only had some advantages until now.

Kurlo's screams were loud and quiet, and they heard them here.

Frank frowned and sighed, he also knew that Kuro was afraid of bad luck, but he was already slightly at a disadvantage and couldn't rescue him.

Uh-uh-uh

The earth trembled, heavy footsteps echoed across the wasteland, and in the darkness, blue light overflowed, and a behemoth gradually solidified.

Carlos stared ahead in surprise, and Frank subconsciously glanced back, his gaze frozen.

In the night, a giant 50 meters tall stood behind him like an optimus pillar.

The giant emitted a crystal blue light, and the muscles bulged out, as if they were made of steel, full of explosive power.

Knock knock!

The footsteps were hurried, and the blue giant was majestic, stepping out of his giant pillar-like thighs, and waves of terrifying qi waved.

With an unparalleled sense of oppression, he ran towards him like a moving hill.

What's that? Werewolf totem?

The strong wind that the giant set off as he ran ruffled Frank's hair, and his face changed wildly, there was no doubt that the giant was friend or foe.

If Kuro had this ability, he would not have been beaten to death.

Roar!

With a roar, the blue giant rushed forward, and above his thick palm, the light was shining, and a hideous machete was formed one by one, a full 40 meters long.

A 50-meter-tall giant and a 40-meter-long broadsword, like an ancient demon god, the Star Helmet Giant slashed at Frank with a thunderous momentum.

The Duke of the Blood Clan subconsciously spread his wings and flew up, preparing to avoid the edge for the time being.

Swish! A sharp bolt of spear pierced the sky, forcing him down, and Frank missed the opportunity to dodge.

With a pale face, he pressed down with his palm, and suddenly, countless armies of undead swooped down on the blue giant, and many remnants of the undead flew out and rushed towards the giant's brain.

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, the man flipped on his back, his limbs flew sideways, the blue giant was like a bamboo, and the army of the undead under his knees was directly knocked away.

However, the revenants in the air were unhindered, rushing towards the giant's huge head.

Seeing this, Wren at the heart of the Star Helmet Giant took a deep breath, the giant's movements were synchronized, his throat moved, and he roared:

"Kill the Dragon Sword!"

The roar shook the sky, the sound waves rolled, and all the remnants of the dead soul were directly dispersed and turned into gray smoke.

The giant held the knife in both hands and slashed down with all his might, and the blade of the knife brought a rapid whistling sound, which was huge and fierce, making the scalp tingle.

Looking at the terrifying dazzling sword that fell from the sky, Frank's eyes widened angrily, and under the shadow of death, he roared.

The red mist was surging, the sea of blood was boiling, his bat wings were wide open, and the surging blood energy was condensed one by one, and in an instant, a pair of twenty-meter-long black wings crossed in front of him.

"Bang !!"

With a deafening bang, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and the scarlet blood energy and the brilliant blue light were intertwined, forming a blurred color.

The earth cracked like a spider's web, creating deep cracks and kicking up dust.

After a while, with a click, the blade of the big knife in the blue giant's hand shattered, and pieces of fragments fell to the ground and slowly dissipated.

"Poof!"

The massive black wings were slashed and dented, and Frank spat out a mouthful of blood.

His body shook, his seven orifices were bleeding, his face was covered with blood, and his internal organs were in hot pain.

Frank was indeed strong, and blocked the knife head-on, without being hurt by the knife.

However, the force is reciprocal, unlike Wren, who is burdened by the blade and the body of a giant.

After taking the knife, the terrifying reaction force was transmitted from the wings, and his body was almost shattered.

And that's not the worst, on the right side of Frank's chest, a terrifying blood hole is open to the front and back.

This is a righteous backstab from the spearmen!