Not far from Irena, the figure of the Demon Ancestor Dracula stood quietly in the air, and hearing her angry roar, the old antique lord of the Abyss Realm only slightly stirred the corners of his mouth, revealing a playful smile.

There seemed to be some mockery, some smugness, and more excitement.

The Blood Demon King, Antdiruvian, just glanced at Dracula casually, then turned his attention away---- the aura on Dracula's body told him that this was an existence on the same side as him, so he didn't need to pay attention to it.

Besides, without Dracula's sneak attack, Irena might not have been trapped by the Bloody God-Emperor's Crown.

Thinking of this, Antdiruvi laughed evilly, looked at Irena who was trembling slightly, but could not move any part, and chanted: "Purify the blood, burn all the power that dares to blaspheme!" ”

As his spell came out, the originally void blood-red brilliance suddenly condensed back into a scarlet light cluster, but now they obviously had more power than just now, and both the brightness and volume of the light cluster had increased considerably.

The scarlet light slowly swirled around Irena, and the huge blood elemental was transformed into terrifying energy, and various negative effects such as sluggishness, rigidity, corrosion, and fear frantically blessed Irena's body.

Irena turned pale, biting her lower lip tightly, the fighting qi in her body was running at a high speed, trying her best to suppress the erosion of energy from the Divine Emperor's crown.

It stands to reason that the fighting spirit of a god-level powerhouse can be exempted from most of the negative effects, but at this moment, Irena was furious to find that her god-level fighting spirit had faintly fallen to the downside. It's becoming more and more difficult to suppress these negative effects from having an effect on yourself.

Antdi Ruwei said with a smile: "Human, you are the so-called Earth God Rank powerhouse, right?" It's a powerful existence, but it's a pity that your opponent is not me, your opponent is a god! The blood of the ancient gods, even if it is only the blood of their gods, is not something that a god-level powerhouse can resist, give you a chance to say goodbye to this world, and then ...... Let me send you to my place. :::: Go and wander endlessly! ”

As he spoke, he raised the dark red giant sword in his hand to his chest and spoke, "With the root of blood." Follow the whereabouts of the past gods and move forward! Blood's Path! ”

The scarlet light cluster of the Divine Emperor's Crown erupted with intense light, turning and emitting blood-red rays of light, projecting onto each other, instantly forming a blood-colored star.

The stars spun rapidly. A distorted bright red glow appeared, enveloping Irena in it.

Irena let out a reluctant scream, "No! Damn bastards, I'm going to kill you! The mouth screamed. But it was because Irena found that she couldn't resist the suction of the so-called "Blood Dao Mark" at all, and her whole body was slowly dragged into that bright red light.

Even if she burst out with the greatest strength, she couldn't get rid of the shackles of the God-Emperor Crown. Not to mention that Dracula also added the same type of Corrupted Imprisonment spell "Endless Cage" during the sneak attack just now.

She could only curse the monsters Dracula and Anteruwean with a roar of anger and unwillingness, and then ...... She's gone!

Dracula laughed because he had won.

The supreme existence of mankind, the pillar of Caesar's Empire, the Falling Star Sword God Irena disappeared from this plane.

If it were another plane, maybe this god-level powerhouse might find his way back quickly, but the plane where the Blood Demon King Anteruvian was located and Oslo didn't have any existing space-time rifts at all. ^^^^ if Irena wanted to come back, then she would have to create a passage by herself, but she was a wind-type sword god. Not a space magician!

There is a specialization in the art industry!

Irena wants to come back. That's just a bit of luck.

This luck may have to wait a year. Maybe a hundred years, maybe thousands!

Antdy Ruveyan ignored Dracula, who was laughing on the sidelines, the two of them belonged to the same kind of people who kept their distance from each other, as for this kind of thing, Antdy Ruveyan was not interested in knowing, he was more interested in how to destroy all the living beings on this plane!

Blood, killing, destruction and death are the meaning of the existence of the Blood Demon Lord Antdiruvian.

The Blood Demon King, who had been lonely in that isolated and vast plane for many years, laughed wildly, turned into a huge blood mist, and rushed towards Caesar's capital of Byzantium, not far away. After the appearance of the Blood Demon King, the dragon legion quietly retreated to the Byzantine imperial capital.

Although most of the members don't understand the order of the leader of the Dragon Legion, the Golden Dragon Gregor, to withdraw from the battlefield, the Dragon Clan has always been known for its unity, and the Golden Dragon Clan has always produced dragon commanders with high intelligence and strong combat power, and it is okay not to understand Gregor's order, but it must be carried out first, and the rest can be said later.

But after the Blood Lord and Dracula teamed up to send Irena into the uncharted space, many of the members of the Dragon Legion were shocked.

A god-level powerhouse is an existence that the dragon clan can't ignore, but at this moment, he would carelessly be defeated by the monster and that blood element monster, which was unimaginable before.

Only the golden dragon Gregor's heart was still calm.

Although he didn't expect Irena to fail, there was a fifty percent chance of that happening. ---- this is a battle between god-level powerhouses, even with the strength of the golden dragon Gregor, it is impossible to see which is stronger and which is weaker, and the safest thing to do is naturally to wait for the two to separate the winners and losers.

Originally, the dragon clan was a bystander, and more than 20 dragons were sent to help the Caesar Empire, which was already benevolent, and it was impossible for Greg to let his people fight to the death for mankind!

Even if...... Evevet, the dragon princess of the Fire Dragons, wants Greg to work harder to help Irena defeat the Scarlet Giant. Greg chose to ignore this request, which was obviously mixed with too much personal emotion, he just looked at the large blood mist that had fallen on the top of Caesar's wall, and gave an indifferent order: "Retreat at once, take Evevet and Arro with you." Also, inform Konstantin and tell him to leave quickly, and after we get back to Dragon Island for instructions, we will definitely deal with that monster. ”

Evevette's face changed drastically, and the loud noise could not change Gregor's decision, and before he could resist, he was restrained by the two agile wind dragons, and was immediately dragged into the teleportation array.

This teleportation array led to a small island south of the Duchy of Keeler, much closer to Dragon Island.

Immediately afterward, the earth, fire, and water dragons entered the teleportation array one after another, and only two wind dragons remained, one of them accompanied Gregor, while the other used its incredible speed to inform Constantine V.

It stands to reason that it is necessary for the Dragons to give an account to Constantine V before evacuating, otherwise the Dragons' reputation will suffer a huge loss.

The infamy of abandoning allies in battle is beyond the reach of the proud dragons.

A moment later, Constantine V, who had an extremely ugly face, hurried after the wind dragon, and did not care about the previous courtesy, and asked, "Lord Gregor, can't the dragons defeat that monster?" When he asked this, his heart had no hope. That blood-red monster even his ancestor, the Falling Star Sword God Irena who relied on the Caesar Empire's greatest reliance, was packed up, although the dragon clan was powerful, but the golden dragon Greg in front of him, together with the other twenty or so dragons, was undoubtedly not an opponent of the existence of a god-level powerhouse.

Greg replied indifferently, "That's not a problem we can solve, I'll have to leave it to the people who can solve it." ”

Konstantin V trembled: "Who can solve this problem?" "None of the god-level powerhouses are opponents, so can Oslo still find an existence above the god-level? Then there is only the prayer for the ancient gods who have never manifested themselves in their own form since the war of the gods.

Gregor glanced at Constantine V coldly and said, "This question is also not for me to decide, but I will go back and report to the patriarchs and elders, they will have a way." As for now, I'm just informing you, if you can bear with it, then please be patient until it's time to counterattack! If not, then I hope you can have the dignity of an emperor. ”

As he spoke, he stepped into the teleportation array, leaving a fluttering sentence: "This teleportation array will be destroyed in ten seconds." Whether you want to die or live, it's up to you to decide. ”

As he spoke, his figure disappeared into the teleportation array, and the two wind-based dragons immediately followed, leaving only Constantine V with a vicious and struggling face.

After a few seconds, Konstantin let out a sigh of relief, looked at the bloody Byzantium behind him, and said in a deep voice: "I will come back to you!" I swear! I will not let Caesar's empire fall! As he spoke, he also stepped into the teleportation array and disappeared.