"This is the new supernatural stick, I took the spare from Yokoshima earlier, I know you didn't have a spare here, I have already prepared it for you, Miss Meijin." Sima Qiudao took out a new supernatural stick from his universal space and threw it directly to Reiko Meishen, while not forgetting to pay attention to the surrounding battle situation, well, it can only be said that there is no danger for the time being.

Judging from the relatively complete clothes on Sima Qiudao's body, it is difficult to imagine that he was unharmed after the hard battle he experienced, but the beautiful god Reiko suddenly remembered the secret technique of the Dao Sect that Sima Qiudao had mastered, well, it was really safer to have a powerful defensive spell......

In addition, the flame of the Fire Pan Dragon Sword held by Sima Qiudao in one hand seemed undamaged, and its blade was still intact; It's really an enviable magic weapon, which is much stronger than the standard spiritual power magic stick you use~!

"It's a pity that it's not supposed to be used by me, it's still more convenient to use the magic stick......" Reiko Mijin could only put away her envy at this time, and said a self-deprecating word helplessly.

Suddenly, Sima Qiudao's face changed, and the swift forward hand and posture of the sword-holding hand made the beautiful god Reiko subconsciously clench the magic stick she had just started to put on a defensive posture, but it was too late to completely activate this weapon and show off the body of the stick......

The skeletal soldier with a squinted head and a big mouth was hanging viciously on the side of Reiko's face at this time. The turquoise glow gave the other party a transparent human appearance, and Sima Qiudao's Fire Pan Dragon Sword pierced through the skull of the undead with great precision.

With a flick of his wrist, the crimson flames attached to the sword body instantly spread throughout the hapless skeleton soldier's body, burning the abominable undead to ashes in an instant, and disappeared with the wind......

Reiko returned to her usual gentle expression, and looked down at Reiko, the beautiful god who was almost shrunk into a ball, standing in front of her with only a magic stick. "Even now, do you still have doubts about a certain family~?" Sima Qiudao sighed secretly in his heart, shook his head and didn't think about it, you can't be half-hearted and take it lightly on the battlefield. Immediately, Sima Qiudao retreated and reflexively set up the cavalry spear attacking from the rear; At the same time, he reminded him: "There is no room to stay here anymore, and it must be transferred~!" ”

With her lips closed and her head nodded, Reiko Migami activated the magic stick held in front of her with surging spiritual power, and then got up and violently turned around and swept away, repelling the two or three skeleton soldiers who were approaching.

At this time, Sima Qiudao held the sword flower in his hand, swinging away the undead weapon in front of him, and when the fire dragon sword turned to the second circle, he changed from sweeping to cutting, and cut the weapon in the opponent's palm into a quick break, and then swept it in a reverse upward and oblique manner, directly cutting the head of a pair of arm bones of the skeleton knight on the opposite side and the head of the skeleton war horse under the seat at the same time.

The power of red flame and darkness launched an attack and defense in a small area, but now that the true fire of Dongyang was at its peak, there was no evil that could resist it. The Skeleton Knight vanished in an instant.

At this moment, there is only time to find the figure of the companion ally again - Reiko, the beautiful god Reiko, who has re-mounted the upper style god Ndala, is ready to find a target and attack again. While rescuing those who are lonely, try to gather the members of the coalition who are still struggling to resist and regroup.

When looking at Sima Qiudao's gaze, Reiko Meijin only smiled lightly. "In any case, in this situation, we need to gather the strength of everyone who is still alive. Instead of discussing going it alone, let's gather everyone's strength to break through together. "Glancing at the armed townsfolk of the Isle of Blood gathered beside him, he raised his supernatural stick in his left hand." So gentlemen, come with me! ”

Watching Reiko Yumei God lead the way into the skeleton army with a single gun, Sima Qiudao only felt a heat in his heart, and he also picked up the sword flower, opened the way with the red flame-riddled fire dragon sword, and followed everyone into the thick enemy army formation.

The skeletal undead army that had already rushed up the hill was overwhelming, unstoppable. Pete, the blonde handsome man who was originally standing in front of the slope, did not make the slightest concession to the rest of his clansmen at this time, but unfortunately, he just watched the tide of troops drown his meager numbers.

The fluttering blonde hair gradually lost its dazzling light with its owner. More than exhaustion, a more deadly sense of powerlessness hit the heart. Even though the tenacious claws unique to the high-level blood clan could tear apart the skeleton body of the enemy undead as always, it still seemed a little powerless in the face of an opponent who was almost dozens or hundreds of times his own.

The handsome blonde Pete can only fight almost mechanically, meaninglessly blocking the opponent's weapons and tearing the opponent apart, but it is simply a drop in the bucket when his own side has collapsed.

The will to win has long since ceased to exist, and even the desire to survive has become weaker. The onslaught from his back didn't hurt him severely, but it almost knocked him to the ground like a doll with a broken string.

Blankly staring at the skeletal footmen who leaped forward, his heart, almost filled with despair, had no time to think about anything else. He just looked. Standing isolated like a stake, passively arriving at the attack, counterattacking......

"Mistress Pete!" The captain of the longbow team (healthy women's group), the real owner of the lost Blood Island is pulled by the one hand from behind.

saw him standing in front of him, and set up a skeleton with a cadre of subordinates to pounce forward. But they couldn't resist the army that was approaching like a tidal wave. grabbed the leader's body and dragged it back, and yelled vigorously: "Patriarch, be sober. You have to live! ”

"Live...... Why? Pulled back without resistance, Pittedore's monotonous flat voice asks questions about lost hope. And what was reflected in his eyes was just that the power of the captain of the Longbow Team (Healthy Women's Group) was broken, and it was just another despair.

The grasshopper-like skeletons overwhelmed the poor line of defense that the captain and the members of the Longbow Team had so desperately organized, and pounced on them like wolves. For the first time, the two members of the Longbow Team who were guarding the head of the family cursed why the bloodline on their bodies was not pure pure blood. If you can cast a spell that only pure-bloods have, even if it is to create fog. Now dragging a burden that is almost equivalent to the walking dead, they have no certainty of escaping.

The blue eyes began to focus, and when the handsome blonde man Pete realized what was happening in front of him and wanted to shout hoarsely, he couldn't stop everything that was a foregone conclusion. can only let his weak body from the left and right to take his weak body away from the battlefield, even if there is a ghost behind him.

Suddenly, with a long howl and a spiritual power flying up and down, the familiar figure of a female knight was trying to attack here from the flanks.

Seeing that reinforcements were coming, the two members of the Longbow Team (Healthy Women's Group) also used longbows to deal with the enemy at close range for the first time, although this memorable first time was a life-and-death duel.

The fiery rocket bolt successfully pierced and shattered the head of a skeleton, and before it could rejoice, a figure suddenly dodged over, frightened the two men with their longbows as a parry stance, and the other hand clenched the arrow for preparation.

Fortunately, the person who came was Sima Qiudao, the Taoist priest of Youfang who had broken through to this point first, which really made the two people who were so nervous that they collapsed let out a long breath.

In the center of the battle circle, I don't know how many phalanxes I am surrounding. The armed townspeople of the Isle of Blood are now barely able to form a small defensive ring to support them, and their precious pack horses have become a defensive wall to hinder the enemy.

There aren't many surviving pack horses, especially enemy undead skeletons, which have a habit of killing living creatures when they encounter them. The few horses that are now used to carry the immobile wounded (the Bloodline's bounty has long since been exhausted, at least not for a day). Just now, it can be said that it was all thanks to the beautiful god Reiko and Sima Qiudao once again exerted their strong strength, broke through the encirclement, and used their own hands to open a bloody way to escape, so that the three parties could successfully converge in one place.

Badly injured, tired, and so exhausted by so many things, they just dragged their last breath to death. The callus potion that everyone had with them had long since been exhausted. There are also many companions who are not in the defensive circle in an unknown state of life and death, but no one has time to think about whether they are more than lucky.

Looking at the exhausted appearance of his subordinates, and that dejected expression, Reiko, the beautiful god who retreated to take a rest, knew that morale could be said to be at the bottom. In such a situation, the only people who can maintain high morale are probably crazy people or madmen.

On the outermost side of the defensive circle, the only one who still maintained a high level of performance was the wandering Daoist Sima Qiudao. However, it may be attributed to the sophistication of the weapons and the natural advantage of possession, holding the Fire Blade - it is much easier than ordinary people to kill undead monsters because of the Fire Pan Dragon Sword. Not to mention that none of the other people's rudimentary equipment is complete, and even more so weapons.

"Pete, we should find a way to go. There is no point in going on, no one wants to die here. Reiko whispered to the Lord of the Blood Island, who could be counted as her junior brother. And the decision is not difficult to make, because the number of nearly 100 people is powerless, facing the genuine undead army of thousands of skeletons.

"Retreat, but where to retreat? If this place is defeated, the whole island will be a place of death, and there will be nowhere to retreat......" The handsome blonde man, Pete, lowered his head as if to say to himself.

This decadent tone reflected the frustration of his mood, after all, this was his hometown, unlike other exorcists who could easily give up everything and flee. Sima Qiudao, who had just retreated from the defensive circle, happened to hear this, and the Taoist priest of Youfang, who was holding a sword in one hand, said in a mocking tone: "I actually need the longbow team to go to the front line to fight, and this battle is a complete defeat. Why didn't you listen to my good advice and retreat early......

The little hope that the handsome blonde guy Pete seemed to have risen was also extinguished with the other party's arguments.

But Sima Qiudao comforted the "young man" who is more than 600 years older than himself next year in an encouraging tone - "If you fail once or twice, you cry and grab the ground, shouting death and killing, it is too ugly." As long as you are alive and alive, there is still a chance to make a comeback. So, don't let down the sacrifices made by the people who trust you. ”

Hearing this, a smile with a little helplessness and desolation appeared on the "young" tender face with almost no wrinkles.

"Mr. Sima is right...... But there will always be casualties and casualties in defeat, but unfortunately, the people of the Blood Isle really can't afford this kind of damage. Moreover, it is difficult to break through the encirclement with everyone's current strength.

The only way to make this ugly battle more beautiful seems to be to do whatever it takes to survive, even if it violates his oath and principles, in this case, it is better to let someone vent his heart. Give back to those ugly undead who have driven us to such a point, right......" After speaking, the expression of the handsome blonde guy Pete changed instantly, and he jumped up directly from the ground, not caring about the sharp claws that were still revealed on his fingers, his hands crossed each other in front of his chest, grasping, and with a loud shout of "hey", his clothes burst~!

At the same time, leaving five blood marks on his chest, revealing half of his body that was almost perfect at first, the new Lord of Blood Island, the leader of the Daywalkers, the handsome blonde guy Pete was ready to fight hard......

Although it seems to be a bit vulgar and has taken the road of bursting shirts, it is undeniable that only by going into battle shirtless can you show the courage and determination to do everything at this moment......

Since the fall of Count Braddou, the Black Earl, as his only surviving son, the handsome blonde man Pete has inherited most of his father's soul power.

Among them, the most powerful is the powerful move that was used to sneak attack the people who fought against them at that time - bloodsucking and destroying the light

The handsome blonde guy Pete has always had a feeling that he has mastered the ability to unleash this kind of powerful move, but because of his father, Pete thinks that this is the power of the evil father and psychologically refuses and resists.

This time, perhaps he really planned to let go, Pete no longer cared about some of his original insistence, in order to allow more people to successfully survive this catastrophe, Pete decided to use this power that he hated.

The reinvigorated Pete's performance affected everyone very smoothly, and the sluggish morale only improved slightly, in order to fight his way out of the encirclement.

Pete, a handsome blond guy shirtless, calmly stood at the front of the breakout team, calmly facing the skeletal army that rushed to his house like a wave. Pete raised his head, and the arms that were originally spread out left and right also converged with the blood energy of the whole body towards the eyes of the head, and gradually clenched his fists on the door of his head, and at the moment when the sea of skull bones was less than seven or eight meters away from his own, he suddenly shouted: "Destroy the blood-sucking ray straf~!" ”

The body posture, the fists that Mu Ran separated and clenched, perfectly explained what it means to "make a miracle with great strength".

However, when two blood-red rays of light suddenly **** out of the pupils of Pitted Durrey's eyes, no one on the scene dared to underestimate this scene.

Originally, it was the most effective attack spell for high-level blood vampires against living creatures, and the caster's eyes would shoot light, which to the onlooker would look very similar to a strong beam of red light, destroying the target of the attack, and the cells of the creature hit would rapidly expand and then explode. It has a certain disintegrating effect even on non-living objects. These skills were a secret technique that only the older high-level vampires could master, and now, for the first time, Pete, a handsome blonde man who inherited his father's lineage, has successfully performed them.

Different from the scene where the body of the living creature expands and explodes rapidly after being recruited, and the flesh and blood fly, the undead who are undead skeletons are like encountering a scarlet laser cutting machine, and they are cut into pieces by invisible blood energy in pieces, but even so, it can't stop the subsequent undead skeletons from stepping towards the bottomless abyss of death that devours everything, which is also known as the hell.

(End of chapter)