The dazzling light of the fire cut through the air, twisting and stretching the frictional air to a blur.

Ten scorching beams of flame suddenly burst into the distance, and when the flame burst out from Jory's fingertips, Rodis, who was thousands of miles away, immediately turned gloomy, and without thinking about it, he grabbed the wand inserted into the dirt, and his arm slammed into it, and roared out an obscure runic syllable.

Inserted into the bottom of the wand of the dirt, it immediately released a dark green shockwave, directly shaking the ground under Rhodis's feet into a pit. In the midst of the mud crashing, Rhodis threw himself forward regardless of his image, and made up for the lack of physical mobility with his superb magic skills, blasting the shockwave into the ground and blasting it into a round crater, lying in it to shorten the time to successfully dodge, and make a less flashy but more effective dodge.

A sharp roar swept through the sky in an instant, and the arrogant beam of fire comparable to a snig gun dragged the tail of the flame through ten long afterimages, and disappeared in the sky above Rhodes. Suddenly, there was a scream, and it was the largest stitched corpse monster in Rhodis's entourage.

Sometimes the sheer size is an advantage in a fight, and an innate advantage in weight and strength can translate into victory in a fight, but there are no absolutes. This stitch monster, who is more than three meters tall, suffered because of his huge size. The line of fire that flew over with a bombardment, with a dense and destructive fire energy of ten, this stitch monster tried very hard to lie down or dodge, but unfortunately this time the line of fire attack was no longer locked on Rodis alone, the shoulder of the stitch monster was pierced by a line of fire, and the stitch monster still maintained a tilted body, and a swollen arm suddenly flew up.

Before the broken wound could spurt blood, it had been scorched by the line of fire compressed to the extreme, and not a single drop of blood flowed out, and the severed arm of the suture monster was charred black.

In order to be safe, Rodis himself fell into the dirt pit, and at this time, there was an unknown and powerful enemy in front of him, and he forgot the grace he was supposed to maintain. Raise your head from the dirt pit. Rhodes roared, "He's a ranged attacker, you guys give me to go over and get close to him!" ”

Rhodis is right to think so, most creatures with strong ranged attacks are deprived of their strong ranged abilities when they are close to them.

But the question is, is this long kilometer distance so close?

There was still a trace of scorching heat in the air, and Rodis didn't dare to jump out of the pit, he withdrew his staff and lay down in the pit, only half of his head was exposed to watch the figure thousands of kilometers away.

Without giving a respite, the silent battle, judging from the other party's two unforeseen shots, the person who launched the high-voltage line of fire had no intention of chatting with Rhodes and them at all. To come up is to speak with strength. At this time, if Rodis is still lucky, holding the idea that the other party is negotiable, Rodis will be hopelessly stupid.

After a while, seeing that there was no entourage rushing towards that person as he said, Rhodes suddenly turned around and roared, "What are you still doing in a daze, wanting to die?" ”

The team of more than a dozen people are all undead demons who follow Rhodes. They may look horrible and horrible now, and they seem to be very strong with disgusting corpses, but they were also living human beings at one time. Today's life forms have also evolved from humans.

Since it is a life that has evolved from humans, the survival instinct and humanity in the heart of the former human beings are not so simple to disappear. They can also be afraid, especially if they are an enemy who can exert such a strong attack without knowing the details.

It's not about fighting the enemy at all, is it? Really rushed over as Rhodes had ordered. Isn't it a target for that remote legal system? Could this kilometer of distance teleport in the blink of an eye?

It's a pity that their status is not as high as that of Rhodes, if Rhodes dies here today, it would be better to say, if he doesn't die, he will go back to Queldos to be a high-ranking person, and these retinues will inevitably be served to Queldos's table that day. There is a chance that you will die if you move forward. Ignoring Rhodes will inevitably be treated as a snack, and the entourage can only rush out of the repertoire.

However, when they took the zigzag route and started the sprint, everyone saw a figure thousands of kilometers away. Instead, he rushed at them.

"What?!"

The person with the long-range flame ability actually gave up the long-range advantage to get closer to Rodis and the others!

He can use that weird compressed line of fire from a distance of a kilometer to form a long-range suppression of Rodis and them, and he gave up the suppression like this, if it weren't for the other party's sudden brain attack, it means that he still has a stronger force than long-range suppression!

Just thinking about the fact that there might be a stronger back-up move than long-range suppression, Rodis was dizzy in front of his eyes.

What the hell is this provoking......

No, Rhodes should have wondered how he had provoked that man.

At this moment, it should be said to Jory's undead entourage, to put it nicely, they are not stupid, in fact, they are afraid of death, and no one dares to rush to the front, so they are clumsy and clumsy in the state of raising to the highest speed in Jory, and the distance between the two sides across a thousand meters is shortened in a blink of an eye.

A dozen undead followers finally saw clearly the culprit who had suppressed them almost remotely.

The black hair was long, hanging straight down the side of the face, and the dark eyes were undisguised hostile, and it was clear that they were looking at the undead like fish on a cutting board. The indifferent eyes seemed to have no focus, giving the undead retinue the feeling that his focus was not on himself and others, which was completely red. Naked disregard.

With a sudden slam under his feet, the blood in Jori's body exploded at three times the flow speed at this moment, and the powerful explosive power of the power of the dead filled Jori's whole body, and he flicked his leg slightly, like a cannonball.

"So fast!"

Seeing Jori's sudden acceleration, the most agile ghoul scout immediately moved sideways to the side, hoping to open up more of Jory's frontal edge. Luckily, the ghoul dodgled Jory's face, but unfortunately, Jory flew over and stretched out his right hand, and an extended blood whip swished to catch up with the ghoul.

Just to see Jory's wrist flick quickly, the fierce whip that was thrown out suddenly turned into a finger wrap, and the blood whip wrapped around the ghoul's retreat three times, pulling him back.

Want to run?

Suddenly opened his mouth Jory bit the ghoul's neck, and when the two fangs of Jory's upper jaw pierced into the ghoul's gray-black skin, the blood in the ghoul's body flowed uncontrollably, and the gushing black blood spurted into Jory's mouth, and the ghoul's already thin body dried up in an instant, as if the entire drying process was shortened in two seconds.

Throwing away the crunchy corpse in his hand, Jory wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he turned his head to look at the terrified entourage.

In his previous life, Dracula returned to the Eastern European continent by ship in Britain and killed the Holy Roman Empire alone.

The five fingers of his right hand trembled slightly for a moment, and a blood-colored streamer filled the palm of Jory's hand. From the moment he suddenly clenched his right fist, Jory immersed all his mind in the memories of his past life recovered from the Chaos Divinity, recalling the memory illusion of Dracula standing alone and proudly surrounded by countless divine warriors, and recalling the moment when he performed the mass killing.

Rodis, who was hiding in the dirt pit in the distance, wasted no time, and began to channel the next spell while his followers rushed out of the city. With his dark summoning expertise, a single Bone Mirror Demon is never the only hole card for Rhodes, and when the mana guide ends, Rhodes points his wand wrapped around two dark green streamers at Jory.

"Poof...... Puff ......"

The leveled ground quickly bulged five or six dirt bags, and with a bloodthirsty roar, they stretched out a claw, and six bloodstained reptilian undead were summoned here. Skinless, covered in bloody muscles, stronger than calves, their black claws scratching the ground restlessly, their black holes facing Jory.

Unleashing this round of summoning spells, Rodis did not relax, and he began to prepare for the next summoning guide in one breath.

"The executioner with a severed head, the decapitator ......"

The dazed-looking Jory, surrounded by many retinues and summoned undead, shook his head in a solemn manner, as if he was denying Dracula's bloody single lore whip.

"A swarm of enemies ......"

"Magnificent Slaughter ......"

"Set off a bloody storm ......"

Suddenly seeing Qiao Li holding a strange weapon in a daze, how could the clever attendant let go of this good opportunity, knowing that a certain negligence on the line of life and death in the Dao Dao would reverse the life and death of both the enemy and us!

Disgusted by Jory's broken arm, he picked up his machete and rushed towards Jory, leaning over to slash his neck. The other retinues and summoned the undead had an abomination of this flesh shield to attract firepower, and when Jory was about to be enveloped in the attack of himself and the others, they roared with courage, as if victory was already in sight.

In an instant, Jory was overwhelmed in the center by more than twenty strong undead demons, but a cold proclamation slowly poured out.

"Withering Wheel Ring ......"

More than a dozen screams of inexplicable fear echoed in this clearing, and in just a short breath, the undead demon who had been fierce a moment ago was swallowed up by a layer of blood-colored storm.

Furious, ruthless, like a natural disaster, the wind roared, the natural disaster destroyed the living beings without mercy, and the whip shadow storm released to its full strength was the natural disaster like the wind, and a bloody wind blew within a radius of ten meters.

The strong bodies of the undead demons were torn and suspended in the storm, and the fine wounds spread to their bodies with the momentum of a flash flood. More than a dozen undead demons who were pulled up, every inch of their skin was torn apart, and their flesh seemed to be stuffed into a meat grinder, and layers of powdered minced meat mixed with blood were sprayed everywhere.

And when the blood-colored wind swept towards Rodis, the place where the wind had left before sprinkled a rain of blood.

There are no corpses, not even skeletons.

Yes, only a fine blood mist in the sky, as proof that those demons existed. (To be continued......)