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The gentle breeze continued to blow in the air, and the dark green scattered blades of grass slowly drifted across the ground under the blowing of the air, but when it adhered to a few drops of blood, the breeze had no power to carry it up. The sticky blood pulled the blades of grass to the ground, and then a giant boot trampled through the blood.

The grass that grows on this land is rich in nutrients, but it is estimated that no one will want to graze on this land, as a large number of human players are discarded like livestock in this land. These were the players who wanted to take advantage of Hannibal's ass, and none of the 2,753 escaped alive, all of them were killed by the Drow elves and left in one place.

It is not ironic that these players, who originally wanted to follow Hannibal's ass and pick up the cheap to attack the crippled Drow elf troops, ended up all dying at the hands of the drow elves. Of course, those who play with fire must **, good swimmers drown, and the most depressed at the moment is Hannibal. He didn't consider himself a military genius, but he definitely didn't think he would lose to anyone else in commanding battles and sneaking up on the enemy. But Hannibal capsized in the gutter tonight, because the players behind the ass who couldn't even hide their tracks, and he and his Central Knights were all blocked.

But he didn't have time to think about why he had fallen into the trap now, and his spirit and will were focused on Senaru? On Zamao's body, he ignored even the screams of his own men not far away. If Hannibal had won this battle, it would have been a terrible victory, because he was on the verge of running out of gas. But there was a force in his heart that supported him, so that the bloodthirsty man was not crazy at the moment, but gradually began to calm down. Hannibal had always considered himself a merchant's son, perhaps not even a merchant's son, but a butcher's son.

However, he climbed to the current realm step by step through his own efforts, and when he achieved the Holy Domain, he was not yet forty years old, and he could be said to be one of the youngest Sacred Domain powerhouses in the Hansting Empire. At that time, honor, money, and power were very close to him. But as time passed, he seemed to be getting farther and farther away from his original dream, and he was already a hundred years old when he became a high-level sanctuary. It took nearly sixty years to rise to the current level, but he wasted too much time, and Hannibal's temper became very strange because he never made progress, which was one of the reasons why he eventually became the White Butcher.

When his father died, Hannibal was able to wake up from his drunken life, but he was already sixty years old. Nearly twenty years of cultivation time were wasted, and because he didn't have a solid foundation when he had just advanced to the Holy Domain. Hannibal's strength improved unusually slowly. Because of his eccentric and irascible temper, Hannibal was eventually assigned to the Central Order, also known as the Elder Knights. In this order, the centurion rank and above are basically the Holy rank powerhouses, but they are all over sixty years old like Hannibal. Even if a Sacred Domain powerhouse has a long life span of nearly eight hundred years old, the Sacred Domain that is over sixty years old is basically not considered to have a chance to advance to the Legendary, and the empire will naturally not have more resources to pour into these people. They are naturally demoted in disguise. From the original pride of the sky, he has become a second-rate knight and a trainer of imperial reserves.

In fact, don't look at Hannibal as young and handsome, it's just that he was only forty years old when he advanced to the Holy Rank. The power of the Holy Order allowed him to keep himself in the best physical condition all the time, but this maintenance was not absolute. When his strength was weakened now, his skin began to age and wrinkle, and his temples became even paler. The massive consumption of the source of life combined with the weakening of his strength made Hannibal look more like an old man in his last years. But the old man still moved like the wind, wielding a terrible butcher's knife, and his eyes were getting brighter and brighter. If Senaru? Miscellaneous fur knew Hannibal's situation at the moment, and his first choice was definitely not to continue fighting. Instead, he turned and ran away. But now that the Drow Elves had the upper hand, two of the five Holy Order Centurions had been killed, and their heads had fallen to the ground, revealing their pale faces wrapped under their helmets. But in order to kill these two elderly centurions, the Drow paid several times the price, not counting the two killed Holy Order Drow Elf warriors, just the ordinary Drow Elf warriors who were used to contain these two centurions and the tenth-order warriors who were only one step away from the Holy Rank died nearly twenty.

But without the help of the two old knights, the knights of the Order, which were already in danger, became even more vulnerable. Because there are only three centurions left, but the drow and the minotaur still have eight saint-level powerhouses, which means that none of the centurions originally had to deal with two holy domains. Now increased to 2.66 sanctuaries to deal with. Of course, those holy steps could not have been cut open. In fact, two of the three centurions had to face the suppression of the enemies of the three low-level sanctuary domains, so that their pressure was even greater.

To make matters worse, one of the three centurions has been wounded. And it doesn't look like it's going to get through, and if this centurion falls, then the other two remaining centurions are really finished. But no matter how much they called out to Hannibal, Hannibal at this moment had no way to respond to them. In the hearts of the three centurions, they did not think that Hannibal would give up on their old brothers, and the friendship that had been together for nearly twenty years was not so easy to break. They knew in their hearts that Hannibal would not be able to divide his hands to help them at this moment, and if he could spare his hands, then their two old fellows would not be beheaded.

But they didn't know that their old friend was not unable to free his hands, but that he was unable to free them or that he had forgotten where he was now, and all that was left in his eyes was the burning battle ** and the motley-haired Minotaur patriarch. The battle ** that has been silent in Hannibal's body for nearly a few years seems to be completely explosive today, and the raging battle ** is burning in Hannibal's heart at the moment, which is pure fighting** without the slightest hint of bloodthirstiness. But that's it, Senaru who fought Hannibal? Miscellaneous Mao still felt that his body was cold, and what was even more terrifying was that as time went by, every time Hannibal's butcher knife fell, some blood lines would be drawn from the wounds of the old miscellaneous hair.

These bloodlines were not originally Senaru? Miscellaneous hairs paid attention to his wounds, which were constantly flowing out, and as he fought, the blood flew out. But as time went on, when the battle in Hannibal's eyes was almost like substance, Senaru? Miscellaneous Fur sensed that something was wrong, and began to exude a very terrifying aura from Hannibal's body. At the moment of seeing each other's eyes. Old Fur felt like a cow about to be slaughtered, and he noticed the very strange pull of the blood on his body.

"Damn! At this time, it is actually advanced! "Old Fur really wishes he could blow it up and kill Hannibal with an axe, but the only thing he can do at the moment is to back away and defend himself. A High Sacred Realm that was about to be promoted was very terrifying, because at the moment of promotion, he was able to burst out with even more terrifying combat power than when he was promoted. After being promoted, Hannibal is a real powerhouse of the Titled Sanctuary, but at the moment of promotion, he can burst out with a combat power comparable to that of a low-level legend. This is a very terrifying thing, once this matter is now possible now besieging the Central Knights of the Drow including Senaru? The hairy people could all die.

Actually now Senaru? The most important thing Shaggy should do is to call the other low-level sanctuaries who are still alive and besiege Hannibal in the hope of killing him before he advances. But Senaru? But he was afraid that he would make a mistake in judgment. After all, with Hannibal's appearance at the moment, the state is not like a promotion at all, his body is declining and even his head has become gray, and if he is not promoted in such a weak situation, he will directly become a corpse. Every step forward of the Holy Rank powerhouse consumes terrifying resources, and it is also very dangerous, and the path of the Holy Rank to the Legend is even more full of thorns, and if you are not careful, you will be crushed. It's not that Lao Zamao hasn't experienced this kind of promotion, in fact, his last promotion was completed in battle. But that time was also very dangerous, if he wasn't strong enough, it was estimated that he would have been a corpse in the underground world by now.

If Hannibal fails to advance, then naturally he doesn't need to do anything with Senaru, and he himself will be instantly crushed into powder under the great power of the world, but if Hannibal succeeds in the promotion, then his previous combat power will be extremely terrifying. He was even more perverted when he was promoted to become a true titled saint rank, that is, a half-step legend, and at that time, Senaru? Miscellaneous Mao probably won't even have time to greet his own people, and he will directly choose to run away if he can escape. In the current situation, it seems that there is basically no possibility for him to escape, because wherever he retreats, Hannibal chases him like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and the butcher's knife in his hand chases after the old miscellaneous hair like life, and the others are more and more tired, but Hannibal is chasing more and more spirit. Not only are the eyes getting brighter and brighter, but even the body is gradually recovering. A hint of red breath kept coming from Senaru? The stray blood was extracted and slowly injected into Hannibal's own body, so that his body would not get tired from the battle, but would become stronger.

If the Holy Order is the process of mastering power, then Legend is the process of slowly advancing from mastering power to comprehending the rules of power, and the gods are in control of the rules, and they can do whatever they want within the framework of the established rules. At this moment, Hannibal is in a state of mastering the power to comprehending the rules, although it is only a preliminary comprehension of the rules, but it is enough for him to slowly gain some benefits. When he went from a preliminary comprehension of the rules to a complete comprehension of the rules, that was when he went from being a true legend in the Titled Sanctuary. When Hannibal became a legend, perhaps his unique domain power, the Blood Domain, would be born, and now he subconsciously uses only the rudimentary power of this realm, which is the rules of blood, using the blood of the enemy to restore his own bodily functions.

Such a power is absolutely terrifying. And very much in line with Hannibal's fighting style. As a butcher, bathing in blood is what he likes most, and now he can use this strength to make himself not only not weakened in battle, but stronger and stronger. But only if he can actually qualify. As Hannibal continued to wield the butcher's knife, his body began to unconsciously attract the blood around him, the blood of the dead knights, the blood of the dead drow elves and the black-horned minotaurs were all unconsciously attracted by Hannibal, slowly forming a blood-red cloud behind him.

Looking at the cloud in front of him, Senaru, who lost too much blood and was a little dazzled? The pair of bull's eyes almost fell out of their sockets. At the same time, the remaining knights and drow elves of the Central Knights, who were fighting in the distance, stopped their hands, because they all felt the fear coming from their hearts, as if something extremely terrible was going to happen. These knights and drows will have some wounds on their bodies to a greater or lesser extent, and at this moment, a large amount of blood is beginning to tear these wounds with the traction of the blood cloud, and a large amount of blood is beginning to spurt out of the wounds. Faced with this situation, even if the opposite side was about to kill their enemies at this moment, everyone put down the battle ** and turned to run away, because they felt that if they didn't escape, they might die. The two centurions who survived fled with the remaining two hundred knights of the Central Order. The same Drow Elven powerhouses and Minotaur patriarch Senaru? Straggy fur also fled. Compared to the others who ran wildly with their legs, Lao Zamao directly tore a teleportation scroll and ran away, he didn't care if the teleportation scroll could still work in this situation, because he knew that it was impossible to run fast in his own state. In the case of a large amount of blood loss, the old miscellaneous hair has already seen that the person has already seen a double shadow, and his wounds are still bleeding outward, and some of the wounds that have finally healed are now torn again, and large strands of blood are flowing out like a spring, and then slowly flowing towards Hannibal's body under the traction of a strange force.

When the old shaggy hair's body was surrounded by teleportation spells and left instantly, Hannibal's eyes were completely surrounded by blood like red jade. His appearance at the moment has become very strange. A head that had been dry and pale was now blood-red, and a red hedron was rolling in the center of his eyebrows, as if it was about to form but something was missing, and at this moment Hannibal's self-consciousness was beginning to sink into the materials he needed to advance now. For him at this moment, the so-called material is a lot of blood.

For him, there are two ways to obtain blood, the first is to hunt down the remnants of the Central Knights who are fleeing, but subconsciously he directly eliminated this because there is still humanity in Hannibal's heart. If he's a complete demon. Then they will definitely attack the remnants of the Central Knights, because it is very difficult for them to support each other and even escape at the moment. Not only did he not attack these people, but he also took the initiative to cut off the thin void thread that drew blood from these knights, and even made up some blood for those knights who were very seriously injured. This was a baffling to the knights of the Central Order, but they understood it immediately when they saw Hannibal's face looming in the red clouds.

However, Hannibal's unconscious behavior was quickly replaced by a thirst for blood, and he quickly turned to chase the fleeing army of drow elves. He is in great need of blood to advance now, and if there is not enough blood, then he is the one who dies. His body's hunger made his steps faster, and his figure pounced on the fleeing drow elves with a cloud of blood. The moment his body fell, a large number of thin void threads were directly connected to the wounds of these drow elves. And Hannibal's butcher's knife is constantly producing blood.

"Not enough! Not enough! Need more! More!! A large amount of blood flowed freely on the ground as Drow and Minotaur fell, but it still couldn't meet Hannibal's need to advance. In fact, if he could kill a few Saint-Rank Drow or Saint-Rank Minotaurs, it was estimated that he would be able to reduce his need for ordinary blood, but these Drow powerhouses and Minotaur powerhouses were very slippery, and almost the moment Hannibal rushed over, they chose the same action as the Minotaur Patriarch and directly tore the teleportation scroll and ran away.

Of course, these Drow elves are inferior to the powerhouses of the Sanctuary Realm, compared to Senaru? Miscellaneous was lucky, and by the time he teleported back to Northlake, the drow elves' stronghold on the ground, he was as thin as skinny. A large amount of blood was absorbed by Hannibal and became the nourishment for his promotion to the Title Holy Rank, so that the old Zamao continued to plummet in strength at the moment, and even his life was almost gone, and he rolled out of the portal because he didn't even have the strength to lift his feet and walk.

But the old miscellaneous hair is still lucky. At least he's still alive, and the Drow and Minotaurs who were able to escape using the teleportation scroll were lucky. Only the minotaurs and drows, who can't escape, will never be seen. Because they had been completely enveloped in a dark red cloud of blood, terrible screams and terrified roars continued to spread through the night. By the time Hannibal finally killed the last drow, a cloud of blood had gathered around his body a hundred meters square, and the thick blood cloud was not only rolling in the night, like a large piece of red silk. In the process of chasing these drow elves, Hannibal also encountered those drow who were disposing of the player's corpse, and these drows, who saw their own people being hunted down, naturally chose to raise their weapons and attack Hannibal, but now they encountered Hannibal who was in a state of advancement. He doesn't have any human thoughts, just mechanical thoughts to get materials for advancement, and he doesn't get tired, especially when the player's corpses pile up and a lot of blood flows, and the blood that hasn't completely dried up is instantly extracted by Hannibal and rushed into the blood cloud behind him. The bodies of the dead players were completely shriveled and like dried corpses, and it was because of the corpses that Hannibal was able to gather enough blood to advance.

This was definitely a fateful moment for Hannibal, a large amount of blood floating in the air and exuding a very strange aura, but this aura was not evil, unlike the blood demon created by necromancy. Because all the blood was only saved for Hannibal to keep the fight going, they didn't have any attack power. Now the only thing Hannibal has to do is absorb the essence of these bloods, so that he can successfully advance to the Title Holy Rank.

(To be continued)