Chapter 172: War Lord
The sewer masonry shuddered in fear, the thin elemental spirits continued to fade away in a wail, and a suffocating aura of iron and blood descended on the narrow underground tunnels, with Marth's body at its core, constantly devouring everything around it.
Approaching the lair of the vampire, the silence of the night that had been slept, the serenity of the dead sleeping in the coffin, and the extraordinary knightly skills engraved by the red comet's burning war evaporated.
Forcibly waking up from sleep in violation of the menstrual cycle, the people of the dark king Feernst immediately realized that the lord was in danger, and with a scream, dozens of vampires pushed open the lid of the coffin and turned into gray-winged bats and surged out of the nest.
Like a noisy smoke dragon rolling up on the ground, it consciously or unconsciously avoided where the red comet Marthas stood, like the eye of the storm, shattered the bricks and stones of the corridor, and slid almost against the walls, pouring into vampire territory in a steady stream.
The dark castle revealed a blood light like substance, spreading and flowing on the ground incessantly, like the complex roots and veins of a century-old tree, and the originally dim first quarter moon quickly became round and round, once again sprinkling the bright moonlight.
The vampire lord's body quickly fused with the hundreds of black-winged bats contributed by the clansmen, and not only did the empty body that had lost some parts replenish and recover, but the cartilaginous winged hands of the bat-winged bats turned into a pair of flexible appendage hooks.
In the face of the nebula war vortex of the transcendent knightly skill promoted by the red comet Marthus's Burning War Mark, Feernst also used the forbidden technique of the vampire clan to forcibly summon the Count's reverse triangle ratchet with an abundant blood source.
The bat's wings that spread to the limit, the winged hands and hooks grappled the two sources of azure frost and dark green poison respectively, and the hands that shone with steel luster were ten fingers against each other, holding like balls condensing scarlet blood, slowly moving down from the middle of the chest, until the lower abdomen and the winged hands and claws formed a perfect inverted triangle.
The three primary colors of the arcane laws of the old era superimposed the twilight of aging, the faint green phosphorus fire of fear, and the dark purple plague of confusion, and the pillars extending from the three sources were superimposed again, and a pale epiphany bloomed at Feernst's throat, and the petals that fell off were as desolate as bones, turning into lifeless ashes before they fell to the ground.
"Instant eternity!An absolute defensive arcane barrier that only a vampire count can have, a forbidden technique that can only be used once in a long life!"
Although it did not utter a provocative word full of confidence, the confidence in the vampire lord's eyes had already revealed its mood.
Gathering all his strength, Marthus unexpectedly threw his fists together, and the two pearl-lustre chains swirled around each other, hitting Feernst's inverted triangle barrier in an instant, regardless of distance.
"Clink......
As soon as it appeared, the red comet was invincible, and the "Nebula War Vortex" used at the cost of the complete burning of the war mark could not break through the protection of the vampire viscount.
Feinster, who was hiding in the rear, was still startled by a lightning-fast blow just now, but when he saw that the extremely terrifying almost physical knightly skill was completely stopped, his heart was suddenly filled with long-lost happiness.
The contemptuous look on Maltha's face faded a little when he saw that he didn't succeed in the full blow, and his evaluation of the vampire lord improved slightly, but Feernst did his best to maintain the protective barrier, faintly overdraft the blood source in his body, and draw the momentum of the negative energy pool of the dark castle that was now filled by a large number of clansmen, and he couldn't help but smile like this.
"Don't think you're playing a trick that will withstand the Nebula War Vortex, it's just an appetizer before the main meal, followed by a second ......"
The tip of the double-stranded pearl-luster chain turned into a spear, and with a thousand high-frequency flutters per second, it looked for possible flaws in the vampire lord's earl-level protective barrier, and even if it was not detected, it was possible to create a weak point on its own under such a high-speed attack.
Unfortunately, the withering pale epiphany was also pushing through at breakneck speed, replacing badly damaged arcane barriers, and both sides reached some constant limit of speed.
Overall, Feinst, who has an abundant blood source and a pool of negative energy, is better able to hold out to the end than Martus, who is about to burn out of the second line of war marks, and sees the dawn of victory.
The red comet shook his head lightly disappreciatively, "Three ......"
The pearl-luster silver-white chain instantly came out of his hand, clinging to the vampire lord's protective barrier, and suddenly burst into a sun-like brilliance, and twelve golden streams of flames scattered in different directions, as if trying to bypass the attack.
Sensing that the critical moment of life and death was coming, Feernst did not hesitate to increase the infusion of blood sources, striving to "maximize the eternity of the moment".
Crossing the level of using the Earl-level forbidden technique, the originally seriously overdrawn body could not help but increase the marginal depletion and bleeding from the mouth and nose, if it weren't for the narrow diameter of the underground Yongdao, the vampire viscount would not be as simple as losing control of the blood source.
No matter how embarrassing the situation was, the second terrifying move of the red comet Marthus was finally blocked, and the aftermath of the battle between the two sides made the pretenders hidden in the dark corners tremble and flee in panic for fear of being dragged into it and strangled.
Aldridge happened to be present at this time, and even though the vampire lord was back to ten percent, he still had a headache when he saw the Grand Knight of Virtue, and he stared at the red comet with an unhappy face, faintly mocking and mocking.
"He's just a spectator, and he won't interfere in our life-and-death struggle. Marthas greeted Tris with a slight forehead from a stealthy angle, and the third line of war marks on his bare chest began to burn.
The red comet's body appeared as a phantom of a set of ornate armor fully armed, the thick red flames resembled the texture of magma, and the holy golden lines condensed into battle scenes, distorting the light as the heat rose, as if demonstrating the bloody battle alive.
The double-edged axe spear that condensed the power of destruction was as dark as obscurity, and the meteor with sixteen angular angles of the kite-shaped shield crossed the path of the disaster from time to time, and when Malthus held the shield without hesitation, the phantom of the shield of disaster immediately solidified, and the meteor stopped in the middle of the shield, sounding the horn of doom and ominous.
Marthus grabbed the edges of the shield with both hands and slowly pulled it out, revealing a dark void like night, with a galactic spiral nebula spinning in the deepest part, and a small point of light quickly left the edge of the third arm, and quickly crossed the distance.
In Feernst's field of vision, he saw the terrifying meteor fragments rapidly growing in size, and he didn't care about his weak and tired body, burning the blood source to the limit, barely maintaining the "momentary eternity" that was about to come to an end!
A meteorite the size of a millstone burst through the sky, passing through the invisible boundaries of the Shield of Calamity, and by unknown laws, lost the essence of a meteor and its immense potential energy, leaving only a dense cluster of elements, which slammed heavily on the impregnable protective barrier.
The pale epiphany that bloomed and withered and never stopped was eclipsed this time, and the thick protection instantly disintegrated by nearly half, and the constantly condensed layer in the rear could no longer keep up with the speed of destruction, and the vampire lord endured the heavy pressure of the backlash, not only bleeding from the mouth and nose, but even the gray bat wings were also exposed, condensing a blood-colored evil talisman of unknown significance, which seemed to be constituting a new protection.
"Poh...... Kiss...... Poo"
The Earl-level absolute protective barrier only lasted for a short time, and Feernst immediately untied the inverted triangle ritual, and a pair of bat wings turned into shields to resist, but the main body took the opportunity to get out and leave.
The rudimentary realm protection was fully open, and the gravitational field was sluggish and interfered, diverting the remaining doom interference from the established trajectory, skimming through the vampire's territory and sliding towards the back of the corridor.
Feernst watched the fragments of the icy meteor evaporate into water vapor, and since the "instantaneous eternity" could be destroyed, it could only be beaten passively if it blindly defended, and it wanted to continue to attack and lead the rhythm by itself.
The serpentine sword made of doom metal creeps into the hands of the vampire lord, followed by the seven-hole bone flute "Snake Groan", both from the hands of the same legendary knight, and the hilt and bone flute collide hard, opening a mysterious resonance and merging into a strange weapon.
"......Shh Hiss"
The red comet frowned slightly at the disgusting sound of snake scales, quickly adjusting to and even exempting himself from the noise, and then he couldn't help but look up and stare at Feernst's strange weapon that was constantly spinning and holding his head high.
Intense negative energy condensed on the blade of the sword, calling out the wraiths of the vampire territory, and a dark mist visible to the eyes condensed on its hands, and the tiny, distorted faces of the human beings rose one after another, emitting a heart-palpitating piercing scream.
"Interesting!" Marthus summoned the Calamity Fragment from the Spiral Nebula in the depths of the Dark Void again, but his opponent moved faster, stepping out of vampire territory without hesitation, slashing heavily with his sword in both hands.
Aldrich was about to come to the rescue, but was forced to stop by a warning look from the red comet, and Marthus closed the kite-shaped shield, closing the starry sky gate that brought bad luck to the enemy, and blocked the attack in its full form.
"Boom ......"
The serpentine bone flute sword slashed at the gap in the middle of the shield surface, but unfortunately it had no effect at all, and the negative energy flow that carried countless resentful spirits all rebounded, and Feernst was extremely slippery, turning his body left and right to avoid this backlash against the waves.
One hundred and eighty white bone skeletons the size of a millstone flew around, sniffing the breath of living beings to vent the torture and suffering they had endured in their lives, and the biggest target was Tris, the Great Knight of Virtue.
Armed with Siegfried's Double Dragon Armor, Aldrich is not afraid of the vampire's necromancer, but he will not use the Shooting Star Gungnir and Excaliba swords to take out the Konicupia wine cup, also known as the Horn of Abundance, a ritual vessel used in mystical rituals.
It emitted an irresistible attraction, pulling all the necromancers who had come to Tris's side in, and the layers of inner walls that spiraled downward continued to peel away the resentment of the necromancers, making the scattered spirits gradually become pure in their gaze.
The Virtuous Knights did not drink this cup of platinum aura, although they had no place to rest, but there was a home in the secret realm of the lake to go, and perhaps the reindeer king who was sleeping with a thunder hammer would welcome them and open the door.
Nearly half of the necromancers quietly disappeared into Aldrich's arms, and the rest of them split up, and the peeps who did not have time to flee and lacked strength were fed up, and the fresh flesh and fallen souls were their food.
"Hmph!" the red comet sneered, the kite-shaped shield quietly turned into a phantom, and the double-edged axe spear that condensed the power of destruction condensed into an entity, instantly changing hands on attack and defense, and Marthus held the fangs of the war dog, piercing through the vampire lord's chest from an incredible angle.
With a stirring of his wrist, like Tris's self-created spiral gun, Feernst's heart was wrenched into countless pieces on the spot, and the filthy and smelly blood rain fell one after another, and the axe gun in the red comet's hand turned back into a phantom, and it was the turn of the golden-red armor to become a substance.
Contrary to Aldrich's expectations, the vampire viscount's blood did not slip, but was absorbed by the armor trickle, like a dry field meets a long-lost rain.
Having lost his heart and most of the vampire's essence in his body, Feernst could no longer maintain his realm, and although he was extremely unwilling to die and sleep forever, the red comet Malthus did win beauty, and even he had nothing to say.
"The promising vampire nobles could have become a real earl, but they didn't expect to die in the hands of the strongest sons of war, and the opponent still has a lot of hole cards to play, what a pity. ”
As if sensing Aldrich's thoughts, the heavily armed Marthas tilted his head to look at the impassive Tris, and the eyes containing endless war saw the truth of the shining armor through the appearance.
"Your Excellency Tris, with the approval of the three great knights, you are qualified to challenge me head-on. Why don't you fight, and let me see how extraordinary your skills are at the Eight Virtues Great Knight. ”
"I'm afraid I'm not your match yet. Aldrich humbly bowed his head, but in the next moment, the red comet had crossed the distance in front of him.
The noise of war, the smell of bloody killing has not yet dissipated, and this man with an aura burning like a flame cannot tell that he is nearly fifty years old.
Even the evergreen trees began to become dense at this time, and the relentless years and time did not leave any trace on him at all.
"Heber's glass! the source of youth?"
Marthas smiled and nodded: "Good eyesight, you are much smarter than the two little ones of Reist and Prado." ”
"The pillars of war on the path of sacrifice soon came to an end, and instead of forging a new path, Your Excellency chose the shortcut of the Templars, fortunately the gods could not answer the prayers of the faithful, otherwise you would sooner or later become a vessel for the Lord of War. It was a really correct choice. ”
The red comet only retracted his casual smile at this time, and took a step back to stare at the Great Knight of Virtue with a level-eyed twilight: "I really underestimate you! I actually have the Eye of Insight, by the way, when you fought with Prado, you not only showed six knightly skills of the body system, but also some lost special skills, involving all parts of the body, even I don't know the arrow-devouring technique, which can be called a fearless knight's martial arts, and must have learned the true vision, because the eight virtues are the source of the promotion The great knight has also been transformed and sublimated, I don't know if I am wrong." ”
It was Aldrich's turn to be surprised, and a flash of surprise pleased Marthas, who held his right hand with his thumb toward the heart of his chest.
"Drawing on the practice of the Knights of the Templars of War, I have retained the three pillars of the path of sacrifice, and extended from war to a new three pillars: neutrality, peace, and battle. His Highness Heber's Glass of Youth was the earliest reward, but unfortunately there was no source of immortality, and it was located at the starting point of the Pillar of Neutrality. The War Mark, or the Battle Mark, is the ability to sacrifice half of the source, and because it touches the rules, it has the power of some realms. As for the pillars of peace, I have not yet found a suitable entry point, perhaps because my understanding of peace is extremely superficial and shallow. However, I believe that as long as the three small pillars are balanced, I can truly sacrifice the Great Knight far beyond and become the first War Lord!"
After listening to the red comet's self-report, Tris's expression turned solemn and relaxed: "My path to the eight virtues is not as easy as yours, and it takes twelve years of accumulation to make today's breakthrough." It is a pity that the paths of our two sides are very different, and there is little value for learning and exchange. ”
He clenched his hands, his knuckles a little white: "Originally, I was looking forward to the collision of the source of the eight virtues and the source of sacrifice, which can sublimate the two sides in battle, but it seems that I can only find the platinum chariot Lester or the bison horn Prado." ”
Marthas really didn't want to miss such a talented and beautiful opponent with a heavy weapon, so he hesitated for a moment: "Actually, I can convert it into a sacrificial knight for a little price." ”
"There is no need for this at all, according to my observations, as soon as you turn back, the source of youth will dissipate, followed by the backlash of the battle mark, which will make you miserable. The price paid is too high, and the benefits that may exist are so small that I can trust my judgment. ”
The red comet groaned for a long time before nodding with difficulty: "What a pity. You're wearing shiny holy armor, and it's a rare full-coverage style, and my Warlord trio doesn't even have combat boots. ”
"It's already very good!I've fought with the Storm Knights of the Three Kingdoms of the North Sea, and now that I think about it, they have the faint shadow of the lightning spear and the Ice Wind Armor on their bodies, which should be the standard of Enheria, the Immortal Constellation, and the gap between them and you is really big. ”
Aldrich Triss traces his past experiences and uses his current ability to effortlessly pick up lost fragments and gain insight into hidden secrets that he was not aware of in the past.
"Flattery is needless to say. The Heroic Warriors of Odin are not orthodox knights, they inherit wild blood in their bodies, and claim to be the children of frost and fire, but they are the descendants of the giants of nature who are born of the blood of the gods. Unless the high-level madness can calmly control the mad blood in the body, it will definitely not be able to break through the existing boundaries. ”
Malthus had a look of disdain, obviously he didn't say it casually, since the battle with the Great Knight of the Eight Virtues could not be realized, then let's compete in a different way.
He looked sideways at the crumbling vampire territory, losing Feernst as a central figure, and the vampires stationed in the dark castle to provide a source of blood struggled to break free from the connection that connected their bodies, but unfortunately they were weakened by the repeated draining of too much physical strength.
"Let's have a battle to see who can solve the most vampires. Interested?"
In response to the suggestion of the red comet, Aldrich Triss directly summoned the full Eight Virtues and entered the state of order with the full power of the burning source.