"The enemy is about to come into contact with the enchantment. Seeing that the dark shadow in the distance was still a few thousand meters away, the director became much more nervous. On the one hand, the enchantment set up on the periphery is used for defense, and on the other hand, it is also to test the strength of the opponent, because the demons are not very good at magic, so the result of the temptation is still very accurate.

As soon as the words fell, the director of the department suddenly sniffed out the smell of blood in the air again, and unlike last time, this time the smell of blood was already very abrupt, and it was okay on the outer defense line shrouded by the Sanctuary of St. Andrew, but the air in the distance was already filled with a layer of faint red mist that pierced the eyes.

As the blood qi diffused, a huge golden light in the sky flickered, and then the barrier that seemed to envelop a huge dome with a radius of several kilometers instantly disintegrated, followed by the second and third paths......

As a result, the defensive barrier placed on the periphery did not affect the opponent's movement at all.

"How could it be. Looking at the enchantment that had been destroyed from afar, the director also subconsciously took a small step back, and suddenly his pupils shrank suddenly, and he vaguely saw the true face of the black shadow.

Aslantia felt the director's gaze and smiled at him from afar.

"All staff, carry out the second set of battle plans! The enemy is not the Demon Clan, it is the Blood Clan! Repeat, the enemy is not the Demon Clan, it is the Blood Clan!" hurriedly issued a new order, and the director clenched his fists fiercely. No wonder the enchantment has almost no effect, no wonder the other party's aura is so weird. Using the coercion released by the undead demons to hide their existence, it seems that the blood clan has also done a lot of research on the demons. It's just that in this way, will the battle plan originally used against the Earl-level demon powerhouse still work?

No, it's too late to think about it, and the only way is to fight. Although the chance of success is extremely small, if you abandon the city and flee, you will definitely be pursued by the other party and annihilated.

The ogres who had been instructed quickly dispersed and hid in the fortifications that had been prepared in advance.

After a while, only the director was left on the battlefield, and at this time, Aslantiya finally passed through the last layer of peripheral barriers, looked down at the director on the ground with a wicked smile, and threw the earl's huge body on the ground with a random wave of his arm: "Why are you looking at me with such hatred, I helped you solve a strong enemy." Don't worry, I'm not interested in your brainless ogres, and even if you don't let them hide, I'm too lazy to kill them. ”

As she spoke, she looked around, and Aslanthia chuckled, "Even if you have seen the vast realm of the Demon Realm so many times, it is still shocking. Sataraldo said that the five of you are on the front line, and when the time comes, you should be able to find them by killing them city by city, right?"

"Trial. Ignoring her, the director spit out two words lightly, only to hear the sound of metal clashing from the two golden pagodas, and countless golden light bullets instantly pressed towards Aslantiya like two rain curtains.

"Hey, it's ungentlemanly to suddenly attack a lady!" The blood wings fluttered through the air, and Aslanthia joked and brandished the blood sickle, clanging in mid-air to knock the light bullets away, and the bounced light bullets fell down like a bomber's dive bombing, completely destroying the surrounding terrain.

Aslantiya's hands had even waved out the afterimage of the Dao, and Dan Rao was still breathless from being suppressed by the light barrage.

Taking advantage of this time to barely recover his spiritual power, the director took out his cross spirit suit from his chest and held it in his hand, and reverently chanted: "We expel you, every filthy soul, all the forces of the devil, all the invaders from hell!"

When the eulogy came out, the cross spirit suit shone slightly, and the oblique cross on the top of the two golden pagodas burst out with dazzling light, and countless golden silk threads were thrown out from above, seemingly disorderly, but in fact they had been compiled into a flawless light net, and what made Aslanthia helpless was that those light bullets that were originally the size of a ping-pong ball passed through the light net and became like pinpricks, and the difficulty of dodging instantly became much greater.

"This is a sneak attack, even if you are an exorcist, you can't be so shameless, right?" While trying her best to dodge the light bullets and light nets, Aslanthia couldn't help but shout at the director.

Human chanting and exorcism spells have a fatal effect on the blood clan, and it is precisely with such spells that the seemingly weak human beings have not all become blood slaves of the blood clan. No Bloodline wants to experience it for themselves until it is clear what the other party's chant will do.

The director looked at Aslantiya, who was powerless to fight back, who was suppressed by himself, and couldn't help but wonder. Only he knows what level his spell has reached, and although it seems to be very grand, the Sanctuary of St. Andrea has only activated two very basic abilities.

Two years ago, in the Battle of the Night of the Sacrifice, the former director of Europe, that is, his teacher, summoned twelve golden pagodas in one go, and cooperated with the next dozens of changes under the light and rain to force the four blood clan elders to retreat with serious injuries. And why was Aslantiya, who was not inferior to the patriarch in momentum, so miserable by himself?

In the sky, Aslantia, who was gradually in a desperate situation, began to be constantly injured. The spell designed for the Bloodline is extremely lethal, and the self-healing ability that Rao is proud of is suppressed by the Bloodline. However, just when the light bullet was about to envelop her, her eyes flashed strangely, and the rich blood qi instantly exploded, rolling the blood light like a pool of blood pupils and glanced at the director with a chilling smile, and then Aslantiya's speed skyrocketed instantly, and she quickly shuttled and dodged from the rain of light bullets with almost no dead ends.

"People...... Human," the director was puzzled, and a weak voice popped into his head, "Don't turn your head. I am, Count of the Serpent Bone of the Western Regions. Please stop this Bloodline no matter what. ”

"Is it really a powerhouse at the earl level...... Why did even you fall into this situation? Although her aura is really strong, she looks completely strong and dry. Naturally, the director knew that such a conversation was only a spiritual communication between the Count and him. The demons are relatively proficient in terms of spiritual power, especially the demons such as the undead, and they don't need to open their mouths at all when they communicate, of course, most of them are skeletons and carrion corpses, and it is a fact that they have no vocal organs.

"I ...... She has strange abilities that allow her to break through during her near-death experience. I don't have much to live, please, please defeat her before I die. Such an opponent is too dangerous for our demons. ”

Nodding, the director agreed to the earl's request. People are about to die, and their words are good, not to mention the demon clan that values blood. It's just that he cares a lot about the ability to break through when he is dying, is the reason why she is so vulnerable now is just because she has not met the conditions for triggering the ability?

Dodging bullets and nets of light, Aslantia brandished her scythe and began to try to dive and attack, but how could the director who was tightly guarded by the Sanctuary of St. Andrea be hurt by her in the slightest?

"This turtle shell is quite hard. The oblique cross has only been used by one saint in history, and the Sanctuary of St. Andrew's Sacred Place, it is said that as long as the golden pagoda can appear in the plural, it will have the ability to completely defend, and it seems to be really extraordinary. Aslanthia scurried through the sky, and from time to time a shower of blood burst out between the flapping of blood wings, clanging on the golden light curtain in front of the director.

"Your strength is completely inconsistent with your breath. ”

"So what?" Aslanthia grimaced at the director, turning around and blasting out a rain of blood to repel the light bullets, "At least with your half-baked Sanctuary, you can't defeat me." ”

The director smiled, waved his arm, and said, "It's not just me who wants to defeat you." ”

Aslanthia was slightly stunned, and suddenly found that a huge spell was suddenly engraved on the ground below him, and countless cyan birds flew up from the spell with a thin light, and suddenly made a huge cyan enchantment to surround himself.

"When......" In confusion, Aslanthia suddenly saw the ogre warriors poking their heads out of the ground, and those warriors were now holding hands and connecting together, it was they who had compiled the huge technique, "It turned out to be them, you didn't want them to escape at all!"

The director smiled faintly and said: "There is no difference between strong and weak in anything, what really distinguishes is the way each exerts its strength." Although the magic power of the ogre demon is weak, it will not attract your attention because it is too weak, because there is also a count-level demon powerhouse here who is desperately unleashing coercion, not to mention that this St. Andrew's Sanctuary has been attracting all your attention as a feint. ”

After saying that, the director waved his arm, spread his palm and pressed down slightly, and said softly: "The first chapter of the soul ode, unfold." ”

In an instant, a roar erupted from the cyan enchantment, and the strange but solemn sound of countless verses resounded through the heavens and the earth, but Aslantia in the middle of the enchantment instantly felt a splitting headache, and looked at the completely unaffected ogre under him with hatred, wielding a giant scythe to forcibly disperse them.

If the ogre warrior who is the constituent of the spell itself is killed, the barrier will indeed be lifted.

It's just that the director only raised one hand and slowly spit out two words from his mouth: "Guard." ”

Two golden diagonal crosses were projected from the two golden pagodas in an instant, blocking Aslantiya's counterattack without any pressure.

Seeing that he couldn't break through the two golden crosses no matter what, the chaos in Aslantiya's mind became more and more intense. The battle was decided the moment the chant sounded, but as a veteran-level blood clan powerhouse, she could hold on for a while.

In vain and violently slashing at the cyan enchantment, Aslanthia endured the pain and even bit out the blood of her lip, and only the pain could keep her last consciousness alive.

"The Count said that you can break through and become stronger when you are dying. So I thought, if it weren't for you going through a near-death state, but directly from your health, maybe ......" The director looked at Aslantia who was struggling desperately and did not continue, but reverently drew a cross on his chest and said softly, "Lord, please forgive me for my sins. ”

After speaking, the two crosses on the golden pagoda suddenly shot out two golden light spears, piercing Aslantiya's body without deviation......