Looking at Aslantia, whose figure gradually dissipated in the golden light, the director breathed a sigh of relief. Kill the opponent directly under the uninterrupted attack of the Sanctuary, so that she will not be allowed to unleash that strange ability, and the rest is to maintain the enchantment and the Sanctuary for a while longer.

"Thank you, human. The Earl slowly moved his huge body, as if he wanted to find a more comfortable position, the last soul fire in his eyes was so small that it could barely be seen, and it seemed that he was already lacking in skills, "There are some things I want to leave to the people in the Northern Regions, can you help me pass on a message?"

The director nodded, but his eyes never left Aslantiya's position, anyway, the communication with the earl was mental, and now it was better to pay more attention to this troublesome opponent.

The Count paused, as if to consider what to say. For him, in the long years, from a mere grass citizen to the last knighthood, there seems to be no regrets in his life of pursuing power.

"Help me tell the king of the Northern Regions that our king seems to have been tricked into disrespecting the Northern Regions. We also don't want to be at odds with the Northern Regions, after all, we are all descendants of the same bloodline of the Demon Race. Although it is a bit shameless, please do not slaughter those innocent people. ”

The director nodded, he could still do it, but whether the king of the Northern Regions would retaliate or not, this was not something he could guarantee.

But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly came down from the sky: "Human, I still underestimate you." ”

The director was slightly stunned, looking at the veteran who bounced all Jinhua away with blood in mid-air, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful: "I didn't expect you to be able to recover after becoming like this." ”

Now Aslantia can be said to be unrecognizable, and the only remaining torso can hardly tell that this was once a beautiful and dangerous patriarch, and even the severely weathered white bones and bloody internal organs can be seen in the position of her chest. It took a long time for the head, which was barely pulled by a few muscles, to return to its original position with a click, but it was also unrecognizable, and it looked like a zombie in a horror movie.

It's just that the director noticed that on the skull that would shatter at any moment, a pair of jewel-like blood pupils were surging with blood qi, looking at him with endless killing intent.

Could it be that the weakness is the eyes?

"In some ways, humans are more terrifying than demons. Aslanthia said, the blood qi around her body became more and more intense, and the golden light spear of the Sanctuary of St. Andrea could no longer cause substantial damage to her, and it was all blocked by this blood qi, "The damage you have caused to me has already hurt my roots. After killing you this time, I won't be able to stay in the Demon Realm anymore. In order for you to compensate me, I have decided to make your death unusually ugly. ”

"Annihilation. Slowly spitting out two words, the director spread his arms and kept crossing his hands in the air. Although he usually talks a lot, the European director still understands that he can't talk nonsense with the enemy in battle.

At the same time that countless crosses were written, the two golden pagodas burst out with dazzling light again, and the brilliant diagonal crosses slammed towards Aslantiya, and countless golden light spears swept back and forth towards her like a wall of light.

Only this time, a blood-gushing enchantment tightly protected Aslanthia in advance, and the pitch-black techniques continued to swim on its surface, spreading out wave after wave of light guns.

"Human, be careful. The Count struggled to send a mental fluctuation to the director, and his huge body fell to the ground with a bang, no longer having the strength to move.

The director had already sensed that in that blood-colored barrier, Aslantiya was undergoing a fundamental change, and her strength was constantly improving, and she was about to break out of the cocoon.

"Everyone, evacuate! Repeat, everyone evacuate!" After a simple judgment, the Director realized that even if the barrier was maintained, it seemed that it would not be able to trap Aslantiya. With a wave of his hand, his left and right hands were desperately drawing different crosses in the air, and he immediately gave an order to the Holy Domain, "Guard! Annihilation!"

The projection of the golden cross of the tunnel was blocked between the blood-colored barrier and the ogres in the tunnels on the ground as a cover, and according to the steps of the previous training many times, the ogres on the battlefield began to evacuate from the underground tunnels to a safe place as quickly as possible.

At this moment, there was a loud bang in the sky, and the blood-colored enchantment was instantly shattered from the inside, and the blood and qi spread down from the sky, and those ogres who were used to the harsh environment couldn't help but feel sick.

I heard a roar in the blood mist, and a black shadow suddenly passed through the rain curtain composed of light guns, and when the blood light was thrown, Aslanthia had already come to the director, gently leaned on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "I said it earlier, I'm not interested in those garbage, but you still have to go to great lengths to protect them." ”

Before he could react, the director only felt a cold aura pass through his body, and he was suffocated by her punch and flew out with a clenched chest, until he slammed into the ground, and the golden light curtain formed in front of him by the Sanctuary of St. Andrew's was shattered like broken glass.

"One punch...... Penetrated the Sanctuary of St. Andrew?" clutching his chest and spitting blood, the director knew that if it weren't for the Sanctuary blocking her tremendous strength in front of him, he was afraid that this punch would directly turn him into a mist of blood......

Struggling to stand up, the director suddenly found that he had no strength at all, and only then did a heart-rending pain suddenly come from his body, and a puddle of blood suddenly spurted out, and it was actually at the moment of contact that Astratia's blood sickle had cut a deep scar that could be seen in the bone, from the left chest to the right abdomen, and the muscles and tendons had been completely destroyed by her corrosive blood.

Casually tying her long flowing hair into a bunch, Aslanthia didn't mind that her clothes had been completely destroyed, so she walked straight and slowly towards the director who fell to the ground and couldn't stop vomiting blood, holding a blood sickle in one hand and waving her fist in the other, breaking through the defensive barrier of the Sanctuary layer by layer.

"The blood clan's figure is really good. Struggling to support his body, the director vomited blood and made a joke. As his life force passed, he didn't have much spiritual power left to cause harm to Aslantiya, "Please tell me your name, I don't want to die in vain." ”

Reaching out and crushing the last barrier in front of the Chief, Aslanthia tilted his head to look at him.

"Aslantia. ”

"Aslantiya...... The name is as beautiful as the body. The director simply lay down and changed to a slightly more comfortable position, although the wound was pulled very painfully, but he showed a shallow smile.

With a cold snort, Aslantia slowly raised the blood scythe.

Slowly closing his eyes, the director always felt a little regretful. Teacher, I am going to see you before I have time to pass on the Sanctuary to the next Director, will you be angry?

Suddenly, however, there was a roar and a muffled grunt of Aslantia.

Suspiciously, he opened his eyes, and there was an ogre warrior standing in front of him, presumably he was the one who knocked Aslantia into the air just now, right?

He opened his mouth to shout "Get out of the way", but the trachea only hissed as if it was sealed by something, and then he heard Aslantia's angry voice: "Get in the way." ”

The ogre warrior was instantly hit by the blood-colored scythe and flew far away.

But it wasn't just him, one after another, countless ogre warriors who had been transferred from the battlefield howled and rushed out of the underground tunnels, fearless to death. They have no other expertise, and the only combat skill they know is to use ** to contend with.

Come back quickly, I'm already hopeless, why do you waste your lives in vain? Watching one ogre warrior after another fly out with blood flowers in tow, the director gritted his teeth in hatred. It's just that now he doesn't even have the strength to speak, and in vain he uses all his strength to raise his fingers and gesture to the sign language of "retreat".

I have given an order for you to retreat, you go quickly! If you don't leave, be careful that I punish you for running laps, aren't you most afraid of running laps?

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a thunderous sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the indescribable power instantly made all the ogre warriors fall to their knees, and even Aslantia's body trembled and almost fell to the ground.

This coercive director is familiar. Holding back his tears, he scolded in his heart: "Northern Hades Water King, your turtle-speed old ball is finally here!"