By the time he heard that Martin was Marlon's grandfather, Ymir was completely insane!

I saw him raise his hands as if he were carrying a heavy object, and he was reciting a mysterious incantation in his mouth.

The syllables, which were not at all like those that could be uttered by a human being, popped out of his mouth, more and more urgently, more and more high-pitched.

The surrounding blood mist surged wildly, converging towards Ymir, forming an oval silhouette in front of him, gathering more and more, gathering more and more.

The blood mist gathered all around, pulling the air to make a "hissing" sound, and the altar light shield blocking its way was shaken by the pressure, and people were terrified to see it!

Everyone knew that Ymir was doing something bad, but no one stepped forward to stop it, and no one dared to step out of the altar light curtain.

I could only watch as Ymir completed his actions.

As the last few high-pitched syllables were spat out: "Come! "It seems to be the real name ——......of a being, and no one else can hear it."

"He's summoning demons." The Bishop of Nordington said hatefully.

No one responded, and everyone's minds were attracted by the changes in the field.

As the spell ended, Ymir gasped and looked expectantly at the blood egg in front of him.

The "......" blood egg exploded into a large hole, and a pitch-black claw reached out of the hole, grabbing Ymir's neck.

"Are you calling me? Crawler! Voices came from the eggs.

As he spoke, the egg shell cracked, revealing the figure of a demon.

More than two meters tall, the whole is humanoid, completely black, with two horns on the head, wings on the back, and a pair of hooves under the feet.

It's a humanoid high-ranking demon!

"Yes, I summoned you, and you can't do this to me." Ymir whispered.

"We signed a contract, and you need to keep the agreement and resurrect the people I want to resurrect." He felt as if things had changed, and they had changed differently than he had thought!

"I'll naturally keep the contract, but it doesn't seem to say anything I can't do to you!" Demon Sydom said with a playful look on his face, not caring as his claws slowly tightened. It likes to play with other people's feelings like this!

"No......, you can't do this, it will damage your reputation, and no one will come to you to sign a contract in the future......" Ymir struggled, he didn't want to die, let alone die at the hands of demons, and he couldn't even free his soul.

"Snort...... I don't need any reputation for demons, as long as the world still has desires, someone will come to me! "Claws straining as he spoke.

"Snort......" Ymir's head fell off his shoulders and rolled on the ground twice, not blinking!

He never dreamed that he would die like this.

With Ymir's death, the demon opened its arms and raised its arms to the sky and roared "Roar ......", and the remaining blood mist in the city gathered towards it, and the momentum was much stronger than that of Ymir!

For the locals, shamans have always been synonymous with mystery and power, and the blood sacrifice is a testament to its horror!

For Ma Long, the appearance of the wizard made a blood sacrifice of 10,000 people, which is still very in line with the image in his heart, such a lofty profession should have such power.

But what's going on now, it's so dead, it's too anticlimactic, I may have met a fake wizard.

When I was complaining in my heart, I heard a roar.

"Who stole my power?" After absorbing the blood mist, the demon found that the power in it was not as great as he had imagined.

Then he roared angrily, and set his eyes on the only possibility, the people who were still alive on the altar.

Hearing the demon's roar, Ma Long shrunk his neck for no reason, and said silently in his heart: "It's definitely not me, it has nothing to do with me, you have the ability to find a panel." ”

"Kill it!" Facing the demon's gaze, the Bishop of Nottington commanded loudly, "Templar, charge!" At the same time, the scepter in his hand slammed to the ground, and a white aura spread.

All those who were swept by the halo were eliminated from the fear in their hearts and became a hundred times more courageous.

The Templar Knight, the Captain of the Knights commanded in a loud voice: "Charge ......". Although the knights of the two squads had no mounts, they bravely rushed out of the altar and rushed towards the demons with their legs.

The Earl of Edin also shouted: "Knights, the time has come to charge, there should be no enemies standing in front of the knights, charge ......!" ”

In such a battle, ordinary people do not have any meaning, so people below the knight level did not join the battle.

Marlon followed the noble knight and was also a member of the charge.

The Templar in front of him had already rushed to the demon's side, and the sharp tip of the spear emitted a faint white glow, which was the holy light emitted by the divine magic, blessed with the "Sharp" spell.

In the face of the onrushing Templars, the demon did not dodge or dodge, but just reached out and held it, and a huge double-edged axe appeared in his palm.

With a horizontal slap in his hand, while the spear was stabbed in his body, the double-edged axe carried a violent wind and also bombarded the knights in the front row.

"Boom...... Boom ......", one by one knights flew out sideways in the loud noise, their bodies folded into an exaggerated arc, and they were already inputting more air and less breathing, and they couldn't live at the moment.

At this moment, a white light fell on the injured knight, and the bones returned to normal with a click, and after a few breaths of landing, he stood up again.

Looking at the demon again, after being charged by the knights of the gods, they only retreated again and again, and the spear stabbed in the body was only bloody.

It provoked his anger even more, the giant axe danced, and he became even more furious, and when he saw the wounded knight recover, he changed the beat to a split, and the knights were either split in half, or swept into two sections, and the priest's recovery magic was no longer useful to the dead.

Ma Long approached the demon, raised his arm and shot out the gun, the strength came out through the gun, the spear slashed through the air, compressed and gathered to form an air blade, and shot out with Ma Long's movements, killing the demon not far away.

This hand, condensing qi into gang, gathering qi into a blade, is the "assassination swordsmanship".

This sword aura was very unexpected to the demon Sidom, and it caught him off guard.

The sword qi came to his body, tearing a bloody hole on his body, this sword qi was so weird, it seemed to be an energy attack, but there was no energy reaction, so that Sydom completely ignored it in the many attacks.

It's a pity that the assassination sword qi is formed by condensation after all, and it is not a solid thing, and in the face of such an existence as flesh and blood, it is naturally invincible with no thickness.

As soon as you dig deep into the flesh and touch its steely bones, it will collapse at the touch of a button.

There was an extra wound on his body that was a foot long, although it was not deep, and the demon Sidom was also furious, facing Marlon and roaring: "Damn bugs! ”

Striding forward, he rushed straight forward, and before the axe arrived, the giant axe swept straight towards Ma Long with a piercing scream.

Malone raised the spear in his hand and tilted his head at the same time.

The axe swept past the barrel of the gun, and with a crisp "click", the spear was broken! The blade of the axe continued to move forward, passing in front of Marlon's leaning back neck!

"It's so dangerous, I almost got my head off!"