"Before you fantasize about the destruction of the Royal Anglican Knights, you should think about how to escape. Pay attention to the fight with me, today is your time of death. Looking at the other things while fighting with himself, Yang Su said to Andrewson with a smile.

At this time, Andrewson heard Yang Su's words. He laughed with a hideous expression. Attack in a frenzy. Each attack seems to be more powerful than the last.

Andrewson's two long swords intertwined with the spear in Yang Su's hand that was full of blood but full of divine aura. The physical strength of both sides is constantly being consumed.

In terms of physical strength and strength, Yang Su can be said to be completely superior to Andrewson, but the real attack skills in combat are also very important. As a traitor to the Holy See and the strongest combatant of the Thirteen Branches, Andrewson has endured numerous battles.

Actual combat is the best teacher, and Andrewson did not lose his life because of such madness in crazy life-and-death duels again and again. Knowing how to think, he began to study what parts of the same attack would cause the most damage to the enemy.

Fortunately, Yang Su is not an ordinary vampire, and he does not have the divine power left by Van Helsing and the angel Gabriel in his body. In other words, a pure vampire has long been beaten by the blessed sword and cannot take care of himself.

When Yang Su's spear stabbed, Andrewson's two long swords interlaced to block the blood-colored spear. However, at this time, Yang Su's patience had worn out. Seeing that the spear was blocked, he controlled the blood to disperse. Knowing that Andrewson's combat experience in front of him was far beyond his own, and his physical strength was recovering amazingly fast, Yang Su didn't plan to continue to be serious and tough with Andrewson.

As he watched the spear he stopped in front of him turn into blood, Andrewson also felt bad. Push back again and again, guarding against Yang Su's sudden attack.

With a hideous expression, he let out a shrill and strange smile. Finding the right opportunity, he rushed in front of Yang Su, wielding his long sword, as if he was going to come to Yang Su and crush him to pieces. Spreading his wings, Yang Su flew into the air. The little bat in the body flew out.

After the last trip to the ancient castle, this little bat also absorbed some of the power of blood when Yang Su drank the blood in the Blood Clan's Holy Grail. At this time, the small bat as a whole showed a strange scarlet color. In addition, as Yang Su's demon, it is basically the same as Yang Su. So Yang Su was not worried that the little bat would be wiped out by Andrewson.

The figure of the little bat turned into hundreds or thousands, like a blood-colored river, and poured towards Andrewson.

Ignoring the scarlet bat that was wrapped around him and sucking his own blood, Andrewson rushed to Yang Su's side. Enduring the pain of being sucked blood, he launched an attack on Yang Su.

"Hee-hee~" Yang Su, whose body in front of him became fragmented when he was about to kill Yang Su again and again, let out a burst of laughter and said loudly: "Father Andrewson, why is your hideous expression full of smiles, do you think you will win like this?" No, you can't win me. You don't have any odds of winning this battle from the start. Because this is my domain. ”

As Yang Su's words fell, Yang Su's body gradually drifted away, leaving only a blood-colored crystal. At this time, Andrewson didn't pay attention to what was left behind after Yang Su's body drifted away.

Yang Su's drifting body didn't make him feel like he had won. Sure enough, the blood mist spread in the hall, and when Yang Sudang's figure converged again, Andrewson felt the crisis. This time, the Blood Clan Holy Grail in Yang Su's hand stretched out a sword body that was gathered from blood.

Yang Su's temporary idea is still very good. Looking at Andrewson Yang Su in front of him, he smiled and said, "Priest, do you still take a question and are you ready to die?" ”

Without answering, Andrewson watched Yang Su's figure gather in front of him. Andrewson launched an attack. The swift attack was like a raging storm.

But whenever the priest's long sword attacked Yang Su's body, that part of Yang Su's body directly drifted away, and when the long sword left, the blood mist that drifted away directly gathered and changed back to its original state.

Blood atomization during combat requires very precise skill to completely ignore Andrewson's attacks. But at this time, Yang Su didn't have so many scruples, because the Yang Su in front of him was just a phantom formed by blood mist in a fundamental sense.

Yang Su's body turned into a blood mist, and with the assistance of the entire bloody realm, he condensed a phantom and stood in front of Andrewson, attracting his attention.

And he is scattered throughout the field, constantly consuming Andrewson's physical strength.

At this time, Andrewson can be said to have Yang Su's figure all over his body. It's just that this figure is too small for anyone to see.

When Andrewson's sword hit his opponent many times, he already sensed that his physical strength was rapidly depleting. It was the first time that he felt a lack of physical strength after being transformed by mysterious technology.

Looking at the figure of Yang Su in front of him, he no longer had a weird laugh, and in the face of the phantom Father Andrewson, who had attacked him countless times, asked angrily, "Damn it, where are you." ”

"Me?" At this time, in order to attract Andrewson's idea, another phantom converged. Anyway, in Yang Su's realm, this kind of phantom that can't attack and can't be dispersed is not worth anything at all. As new apparitions appeared, he smiled and pointed to several apparitions that were also converging, and mocked Andrewson, "Father, who are you looking for?" It's me, it's him, it's the guy. ”

"Damn it." These new guys are of the same nature as the guys who have just been hacked by themselves countless times. Andrewson can be said to be extremely annoyed at this time.

This was followed by the appearance of another apparition, which made Andrewson even angrier. And with one phantom after another, Andrewson didn't continue to attack.

"I'll let you go this time. Wait, I'll definitely find a way to eliminate you. Feeling the smell of blood all over the hall, Andrewson found himself unable to find where his opponent was. Annoyed, he put down his cruel words and opened the notebook in his hand again.

The light shone, and Andrewson departed as the paper in his hand drifted away.

After Andrewson left, Yang Su's figure reunited in the hall. Ignoring the few people of the same kind who were shivering in the corner, Yang Su shifted his gaze to the tiny doppelganger on Andrewson's body. "I won't let you go that easily, Andrewson."

Andrewson, who had returned to the church at this time, half-knelt before the Pope of the Holy See and explained his battle process.