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Rodin's heart thumped, he had seen the power of this thing. Except for the four Silver Rank soldiers in the coalition army, the remaining soldiers were almost defenseless against them.

He saw a look of greed flash on the blurred faces of the blood-colored ghosts, and then swept straight over Guins's head, swooping down into the coalition lines like fierce birds foraging for food.

The thin walls of hearts that protected everyone only made the blood demon attendant's figure pause for a moment, and the armor and coat were even more useless, and they were unstoppable and poured into the soldiers' bodies.

At the forefront, more than 20 bronze-level powerhouses who undertook the impact of the Guinsian coalition were hit at the same time.

In an instant, they fell as if they had been torn out of their souls, and fainted without saying a word.

The originally impregnable coalition defense line suddenly appeared several major gaps, and the strength of the defense team rushed forward to fill the gap in some haste, but they had already lost the advantage of one blow.

There was also a hint of unrest in the camp, after all, most of the coalition forces were academics who had not experienced war for a long time.

On the contrary, the losing Guins, who was gradually defeated, seized this opportunity and attacked like a tidal wave, and once again drew the situation with the coalition forces.

However, it will take a long time for the Blood Demon Squire to completely "digest" the target.

Rodin set his gaze on the few Blood Demon Acolytes who were still hovering in mid-air, as if selecting targets.

The amount is already within the range of the blood spirit.

No longer hesitating, he stomped his feet violently, and his powerful body rose into the air like a big bird with wings outstretched, passed over the soldier's head, and shot at the Blood Demon Squire with a stunned expression.

Its barren mind couldn't understand that there were still people rushing to be "food"? and then a hideous smile appeared on its illusory face.

Rodin also smiled, but he thought, "These are a lot of experience points, don't even think about running away!"

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When the first rain of arrows fell.

Citis of the leader of the coalition took a casual step,

When the other foot hit the ground, but his body moved forward a hundred meters, he walked leisurely, and after a few breaths, he came to a kilometer away from the place where the two armies were opposed.

This is another battlefield.

In front of him, fourteen priests with bone wars bowed respectfully and dispersed, giving way to one of them, an old woman who was hunched over.

The old woman was extremely short, only one meter two tall, about the same as a child of five or six years old.

She didn't know how old she was, her skin was loose and rough, with a corpse-like paleness, and her forehead was full of pitted sarcomas, which was ugly.

Her hair was gray, dry as straw, but it was tied into two arm-thick braids that hung down to her knees.

Her slender body was covered by a coat painted with stripes and glued together by unidentified pieces of leather, and her claw-like hands clutched a wolf's scepter.

At this moment, the old woman's gray eyes stared at Cidis, and she couldn't see the slightest urgency and depression from the other party, only indifference.

She opened her mouth to reveal a broken mouthful of black teeth.

"Your Excellency the Dragon's Growler, Guins has no intention of offending your dignity. ”

Saying that, the old woman reluctantly performed a Sith Empire salute with the support of others.

Citis looked past the old woman and said in a contemptuous and contemptuous tone,

"When did the uncivilized primitive beast learn the etiquette of man?"

In his heart, he had already sentenced the cannibal to death, and after saying this, he didn't wait for the old woman to answer, and he was covered in a black robe without wind.

"Hongda-"

The ancient and mysterious syllables erupted, and the space in front of Citis suddenly stood still, everyone remained motionless in their previous postures, and the chirping of birds, beasts, and insects all fell silent.

In a moment, a subtle "hissing" wind sounded, and quickly grew stronger, and in the blink of an eye, an overwhelming translucent diamond-shaped wind cone formed out of nothingness, shooting at the priests of Guins in the "whoosh" sound of breaking through the air. The flesh on the latter's face was blown into a crumpled ball, and he was still firmly holding the bone staff, not retreating a step.

The old woman's orange-peeled cheeks twitched, and she waved the wolf's head staff with great difficulty.

Suddenly, the air of the entire forest became moist and cool, and dots of light blue water elements emerged from the air, condensing into a surging wave of water.

"Bang-" A huge splash of water splashed, and the wave flooded the wind cone, and the aftermath broke through countless towering ancient trees.

It was as if there had been a sudden rainstorm, and the dead branches and leaves that had covered the ground were washed away.

The shattered wind cone left deep scratches on the ground.

When the clouds cleared, Citis stood quietly on the branches of an ancient tree without being covered in dust, and a trace of jealousy passed over his face.

This old woman who is dying and the light of life is dim turned out to be a great witch.

"It seems that Guins still has a certain background. ”

"Citis. This time, the old woman did not use honorifics again. "You've seen our strength, so it's better to sit down and have a good talk with the old body. ”

The golden power and the great witch are equal existences, and if the two want to separate the winners and losers, the results will inevitably be extremely tragic.

Caxis gently rubbed his beard soaked with water, and said casually,

"As a member of the Inquisition, the protector of the Empire. Decaying ...... Only your lives can be sacrificed to the souls of the dead. ”

After speaking, he suddenly straightened his body, and a force of crimson blood began to linger outside the black robe, like a tail coiled snake, surrounding and wandering.

The calm before the storm.

The terrifying momentum was brewing and rapidly accumulating.

The old woman said in an eager tone, "If you take us with an iron heart, I'm afraid you will inevitably pay a certain price." Noble as you, why would you shed your blood for a swarm of insignificant ants?"

The essence of life is very different from that of ordinary people, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is another more noble existence.

"Guinsi just wanted a suitable environment to live, just as humans are natural to prey on wild beasts. Guins's predation on humans is also for survival, what is the crime?!"

"Hehe......" Caxis smiled faintly, no longer entangled in this

"Even if you have a point, but Guins works for Dinoan, do you know that I have a murderous vendetta with him?"

If Dinoan becomes Lord of St. Gallen with the help of Gains, the next step is to get rid of Certis to take revenge.

He is a golden power, no matter how bad he is, he can protect himself and fly away, but he will inevitably be implicated in the spring of deep winter. Subjecting the entire academy to retaliation.

"After Di Nuoan succeeded to the position of city lord, he couldn't change the essence of ants, you don't have to mind. As long as you promise to quit the battle and leave St. Gallen, Goosen will give you a satisfactory compensation. ”

The word "satisfied" deliberately accentuated the tone, and the old woman seemed to be sure to accept Citsi.

Citis laughed angrily,

"What compensation can make me give up the dignity of the golden power, bear the infamy, and abandon the power that has been in business for many years? ”

"Holy Order!" The two words spit out by the old woman seemed to have a thousand weights, and Citis couldn't help but feel a trace of heat in his eyes when he heard the words.

Although he was only stuck in the middle level of gold, it did not prevent him from yearning for a higher level of holy level above gold.

Seeing that his expression changed slightly, the old woman felt a little more confident in her heart, and said slowly, "Our clan was originally a descendant of the third son of the Beast Emperor, Guins. Inherited a part of the 'Book of Leaves' left by the ancestors, which happens to have the experience of advancing to the holy level of warrior professionals. ”

"I've never heard of the Book of Leaves, but isn't the third son of the Beast Emperor the same era as the Sith Great?"

In today's era, throughout the entire empire, as far as he knows, there are only a few Holy Rank powerhouses, such as the Tricolor Alliance, the leader of the Hunter Guild, and the supreme commander of the Inquisition, the Imperial Marshal. And the gold level, there are not many but not a lot, and most of them are old powerhouses who have been stuck in the gold level for many years.

The difficulty of advancing to the Holy Rank can be imagined, and the value of the relevant experience notes is naturally self-evident.

Citis still had some doubts, and sneered, "The old man only knows that the descendants of the Beast Emperor are the tribesmen who guard the noble plains, and you beasts who drink blood are also worthy of being compared to them?!"

"As for the method of the Holy Order, I prefer to get it myself!"

The old woman and the others changed their complexion greatly under such a direct insult, but they also understood that there was no use in peace talks, so they simply tore their faces, "This group of soft bones who have completely surrendered to humans are not worthy of being called the descendants of the Beast Emperor." Only we, Guins, are the unyielding descendants. Only we can hold the orcs, the greatest Book of Leaves. Lord Dragongrowler, you should not question our legitimacy. Now it seems that you have no chance with the Book of Leaves!"

As the old woman's words landed, the fourteen priests clenched their bone staff and chanted incantations.

A vast elemental force visible to the naked eye quickly gathered and grew.

The old woman waved her cane with a blank face, and a huge mist-like blood-colored shadow poured out of her thin body, rolling behind her, instantly condensing into a hideous blood demon attendant.

He was about ten meters tall and much larger than the individuals Rodin had ever faced.

Its appearance looked like the spirit of the legendary wishing lamp, its legs were a cone-shaped mist of blood, next to the old woman's shoulders, and its two arms were solid and strong as granite.

Its face was no longer blurry, but clear—a hooked nose, a wide chin, and demonic scarlet horns on the top of its head.

The narrow slits of the eyes that stared at Citis were filled with endless greed and devouring desire.

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A battle to the death is on the verge of breaking out.

At this critical juncture, however, a priest's face turned pale, and beads of sweat poured down his forehead like a torrential downpour.

Then he fell to the ground in pain, and his limbs convulsed.

"Damn, damn it! Why, my Blood Demon Squire is gone!"

On the battlefield where the coalition forces and cannibals confronted each other, Rodin, who was hunting everywhere, licked his tongue contentedly, "The first one!"

His gaze suddenly turned to the other moving "experience points".