Abbey and the referee followed the prestige, only to see a bloody hand on the edge of the ring that had turned into a deep pit, and then a man with a large hole in his abdomen appeared in front of everyone.

At this time, Morey's left hand had been twisted into a strange angle, the white bone spurs pierced the skin, and half of the face was opened, the yellow fat particles matched the white face flesh, and the bloody appearance was like a demon in the world.

Abbey couldn't help but take two steps back, but then as if he had thought of something, he immediately stopped his retreat, then glared at the stunned referee, and then pointed at Morey and shouted:

"How are you fighting me like this!"

"I'm kind enough to spare your life, don't you don't know what to do!"

Although I know the Abbey in front of me. Gladstone, it's just a fierce self-encouragement, but Morey really sighed, it's so dangerous!

If it weren't for the [Blood Source Holy Grail] and [Talisman Golden Cloud], he would really be in danger this time.

"[Colossus Strike] deals 50 piercing damage to you and deals bleeding damage."

"You take 6 bleed damage."

“......”

"Warning, you have less than 1% to live!"

"Warning, you have less than 1% to live!"

"Consume 600 gold."

"[Talisman Golden Cloud] absorbed 6 points of bleeding damage."

"Consume 2000 gold."

"[Talisman Golden Cloud] absorbs 20 sonic boom damage."

"Consume 600 gold."

"[Talisman Golden Cloud] absorbed 6 points of bleeding damage."

“......”

"Warning, you have less than 1% to live!"

"Please increase your health to more than 1% as soon as possible, or you will fall into a coma after 6 seconds."

"The [Bloodborne Holy Grail] has been used successfully."

"Increases health by 50."

This time, if you don't have the [Talisman Golden Cloud], you will die directly under the [Colossus Strike], and without the [Blood Source Holy Grail], you will pass out because your HP is less than 1%, and then lose the game.

Originally, Morey wanted to hide in the big pit and take the opportunity to recover for a while with the help of the [Ice Bead], but when the referee's voice sounded outside the field, he knew that he couldn't hide.

But perhaps Morey's appearance was too amazing, so the referee was stunned and held back the following words.

"Hehe, I haven't beaten you, how do you know I can't beat you!"

Morey said with a relaxed face, as if a hole had been cut in his body, and his hand was broken, and it was not him who approached the disfigured.

"If you look for death, I will fulfill you!"

After carefully determining that Morey was nothing more than Abbe at the end of the crossbow, her courage came up again.

His body sank slightly, and he punched out.

At such a close distance, facing such a battered opponent, ordinary punching style would be enough to take him out.

This time Abbey aimed at Morey's head, and although the battle wasn't long, he was tired of Morey getting knocked down by himself again and again, and then getting back up, so this time he was going to win with one blow.

Click!

It was just a crisp sound, but it made Abbey's originally fiery heart become cold all of a sudden, and the whole person was directly stunned.

But the voice didn't seem to want to let him go, and in a short time the sound of metal shattering was pouring into his ears.

Directly half of the collapse of "Caesar", so that the right half of Abbey's body was completely exposed to the air, although the temperature in the duel space was suitable, but Abbey still felt a chill wrapped around his exposed body, and the owner of the chill was the Morey who stood in front of him like a demon. Faist.

"Morey, actually, ......"

Abbey smiled ugly and tried to say something, but was interrupted by Morey.

"Your Highness Abbe, there seems to be something wrong with your magic armor!"

"In this way, I don't think you can do it for me!"

Morey said as he walked slowly towards Abbey.

"Don't, don't come!"

Abbey panicked, but when he saw that Morey seemed to have made up his mind to knock himself off the stage, His Royal Highness couldn't help but turn his eyes to the referee outside the court.

Seeing Abe's eyes asking for help, the referee outside the court didn't dare to make the slightest move.

Now that the entire ring has been shrouded in the spell enchantment, if he wants to help, unless he opens the enchantment and goes in shirtless, can he directly declare that Abbe has won? Is it really true that the outside audience is stupid?!

It's okay to sell to Abbey, but you can't put yourself in it!

Seeing the referee outside the field looking helpless, Abbey looked at Morey who was getting closer and closer, and suddenly felt heartbroken.

"In that case, then you should die!"

Abbey pulled out a small, strange stone sculpture from her bosom, her face unconsciously showing pain, but before Morey could see the pattern, she gritted her teeth and fell heavily on the floor.

Boom!

The sculpture, which looked solid, actually made a crisp sound of the potion bottle shattering.

The entire ring was suddenly frozen by an icy chill, if Morey's malice against Abbey was compared to the biting cold wind facing in winter, then this chill at this moment was like a torrent at the bottom of a glacier, enough to freeze people's souls.

A gray mist suddenly emerged from the shattered sculpture, forming in mid-air the phantom of a strange creature wearing a hood, slender hands, and two diamond-shaped gray crystals embedded in the backs of his hands.

......

Although he has already connected with the Ish-Ulu Empire, Andrei still clocks in and usually comes to the dueling arena on time every day to watch the game, dutifully playing the role of a qualified spectator.

He happened to see this scene in the ring through the huge floor-to-ceiling window at this moment, and the whole person seemed to be bounced up from the chair as if he had been electrocuted, and shouted:

"Ghouls!"

It was the first time Tiffany had heard of the name of a ghoul, and he couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Ghouls?"

"Brother, what's that?"

Andre sat back in his chair, but his face was still palpitating, and after hearing his sister's question, he shook his head again and again, and said self-deprecatingly:

"Ghouls, I don't know much about them!"

"It's just that the elders of the clan say by word of mouth that this ghoul is an evil existence that steals the souls of living beings, insidious and ruthless, and powerful, even the gods of death in the past generations can not be eliminated!"

"Death can't stop it?"

"Is there more than one ghoul?"

Tiffany frowned slightly, but quickly grasped the point in Andrei's words.

"Yes!"

As if remembering where this was, Andrei's heart settled down slightly.

"These ghouls are said to all come from the powerhouses of the Betch world, humans, elves, demons, gods, as long as they are legendary powerhouses who are good at manipulating souls, they can all be transformed into ghouls through a mysterious ritual, with almost infinite life!"

"It's just that they need to hunt powerful souls at any time to keep their deformed lives going, but usually they are in the Styx River to rob the Styx ferrymen, how could they come to the main world of Betty?"