In the ruins of Merritt's earth, powerful exorcists summoned from all over the world have laid a formation seal, suppressing the spiritual realm attached to this area, and the endless black qi has been stripped from the surface of the earth, colliding with the divine seal filled with vast holy light, and the ice and snow have melted.

The brave knights cleared the ground on horseback, then abandoned their horses and set out on foot, led by the Knights of the Round Table.

They walked through the strange underground corridor, surrounded only by the holy light condensed in the hands of the high-ranking knights, and from time to time some strange symbols, unrecognizable words, and some dazzling scarlet marks appeared on the walls of the corridor...

Seeing this, a knight of the round table pressed his hand against the wall, injected a vast amount of energy, and muttered in a low voice, "Blood Detection..."

Everyone waited with bated breath for the result, and it didn't take long for a faint bluish white color to appear on the wall, which was the reaction of the Divine Seal Energy to detect the bloodstains!

The confirmation of this news made the surrounding atmosphere even more solemn, blood stains are not a good thing, especially in this strange underground wreckage...

At this moment, the knight of the round table seemed to think of something, and he began to frantically inject energy into his surroundings, and the next scene stunned everyone...

Everywhere the energy passed was blue and white, on the walls, on the ground, under their feet, all the way to all corners of the corridor, and there were a large number of irregular blood stains everywhere, as if there had been a tragic massacre, and the wails of the dead could be faintly heard.

The blue-white light was like a bleak ghost fire in the netherworld, impacting everyone's psychological defense line little by little, and they felt as if there was a yin wind blowing in their ears, which was terrifying...

At this moment, the world seemed to have isolated them, a cold breath mixed with a sense of loneliness rushed towards them, coupled with the terrifying coercion brought by the endless darkness, if it weren't for the knights' natural courage and piety, I am afraid that they would have fallen to the ground long ago.

"Forward!" Lancelot, who was the temporary commander, calmed his mind and commanded his troops to move on, this corridor was too strange for anyone to want to stay here for long...

When they reached the end, the white bones in front of them were stunning, and the number of people exactly matched the number of Merritt residents, and it also confirmed the reality that the city had long since died.

Even more terrifying, the ground was covered with some sort of dead cell colony, spread like a carpet of fungus, scattered little by little in the sticky scarlet, mixed with some undigested ghoul bones, and the knights' scalps tingled when they saw it.

At this time, a knight reminded in a deep voice: "Someone! ”

Lancelot looked over, and on the altar in the distance, a woman in a dark red and black robe was holding an unconscious teenager in her arms.

The corners of the woman's lips are outlining a trace of graceful arc, and the blood-soaked lips are like the most beautiful dew roses in the world, intertwined with a soul-catching luster, and you can even smell the aroma of blood.

Those scarlet eyes were brighter than the most expensive gem in the world, and they were full of intoxicating tenderness, like ripples on a warm river, staring at the young man in his arms.

And the young man who fell in the woman's arms was none other than Luo Wei, who had long lost his former vigor, and the skin of his whole body was dry and withered, like a carved stone destroyed by the wind and sand, and even the ups and downs of his chest were almost invisible.

Lancelot's eyes lit up, he drew his sword and roared, "It's a vampire!" All the staff obeyed the order, rescued the friends of the East, and returned to my lord! ”

"Glory to my lord!!" In the midst of the vast shouts, the knights pressed upward, trampled through the corpses on the ground, and swept towards the altar like a whirlwind.

However, just as the knights were about to storm the altar, something shocking happened.

In the intoxicating smile, Cethia gently leaned down and bit the tip of her tongue, blood flowed out of the wound, soaked in beautiful blood-red lips, and slowly kissed Luo Wei, her eyes were half-closed, and there was a tender light in them, as if she was treating her eternal lover...

This fiery lingering is so beautiful, as if it has become the only one in this world, in the affectionate kiss, the crystal and scarlet blood is connected on the lips of the two, the flickering light is so charming under the light of the fire, with a touch of sin, like a sinking poison full of fatal temptation...

Under the incredulous gaze of the knights, with the deep kiss of Cethea, the dry and withered skin of Locho seemed to be reborn, and began to regain life and vitality, becoming as fair and delicate as ever, and breathing was as steady as ever, like a sleeping child.

"This time, let me live for you." In the whisper of Sethea's smile, the quietly fluttering firelight dripped on the two people who kissed, delicately splashing a little orange light, blooming the most beautiful moment in the air, condensing into an unforgettable eternity...

However, the good atmosphere was always short-lived, and just when the knights were at a loss, an extremely tall black shadow suddenly jumped out of the formation and attacked Sercia with a thunderous force.

Thesia's red lips left Luo Wei, and the right hand holding the Bloodhell Greatsword raised coldly, blocking the blow in a violent collision, and sparks flew up.

I saw a giant bear-like body standing next to the two of them, his face was wearing a miserable white mask, without any patterns and carvings, two pairs of eyes that seemed not to belong to human beings emitted an eerie cold light behind the mask, and the bloody aura was released without reservation.

Lancelot hurriedly shouted, "Father Frederick! ”

Father Frederick stared coldly at Sercia, holding a Bible in his left hand and a chain of the cross in his right hand brutally, tying the Holy Cross to his fist as a weapon to confront the Blood Hell.

An eerie black smoke erupted from the Bloodbath, and the cross was filled with divine light, and the two were like eternal enemies facing each other, and an eerie scream could be faintly heard.

"Pretty, my nemesis." When she looked at the priest, the gentle look of Cecia disappeared, replaced by a cold one full of arrogance, and her blood pupils narrowed slightly in the coldness, and she sneered, "You really want to destroy me, don't you?" Come! Believers in the Lord, attack! Heresy is right in front of you! ”

"Roar!!" In a roar that did not resemble a human being, Father Frederick's eyes suddenly turned red, as if they were about to drip blood, his muscles suddenly swelled, and the tight uniform was shattered, like a dragon, and the pounding green tendons were wriggling like earthworms, and a distorted voice was heard, "Your body will be imprisoned on the cross for eternity..."

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