Chapter Ninety-Five: Destruction
The blood-colored magic began to fill and boil throughout the space, and the magic that seemed to be like substance permeated every corner of the air, although it seemed like a waste of squandering magic power like this, Carlos also had his own plans.
"Do you use magic to get rid of the shadows I may have planted and take control? The Death Knight stepped forward and slashed down in front of him with what Carlos felt was extremely fast, the wide open and closed knight's sword contained unimaginable power, Carlos was split in half, but the blood demon's body structure made him careless.
"Bloodseeker? It's a bit tricky, but don't you know that the undead have an innate advantage over the Bloodfiend?" the Death Knight wielded his greatsword, the blade with a strong chill and maggot-like malice that would have been troublesome to get rid of the disgusting dead aura once hit.
"My power restrains your blood, and I am not afraid of the power of your blood, in this case you can't beat me, as long as you are hit by me, you will completely fall into decline, but unfortunately, this place is not the realm of our dead, but the territory of hell, miserable. The Death Knight's words were full of murderous intent, and the hoarse but ethereal voice made Carlos feel pressured, this guy had no emotional fluctuations, not to mention that he was so literary and artistic at every turn, and he always felt that his compulsion was completely inferior to him.
"Maybe we can live together peacefully?" After all, the underworld and hell have been allies for a long time, and they have been helping each other in that distant dark age, but in modern times, with the dominance of hell, the alliance was forced to dissolve, after all, there is no eternal friendship between countries, there are only eternal interests, in this case, it is natural that the underworld wants to prevent the hegemony of hell, and the south of hell has been hacked in other regions because of the prevalence of necromancy, of course, this is not a problem, after all, the necromancy of hell uses magic as energy, and the underworld does not use magic, they mainly use death and soul power and negative energy。
"I don't think that's feasible, you're ruining my plans. "Carlos hates to meet this kind of stupid guy with a tendon because he will completely ignore your words and recognize the thing and never repent.
"If you are still so tough on other people's turf, you should say that you are a head iron, or are you not afraid of death. "Carlos's temper is not good, he has long since become a short-tempered demon who has been angry about a bunch of things recently, and he will do it if he doesn't accept it, and nonsense is never what a demon should do.
"What a foolish idea, your magic power is limited, but death has no end!" The frenzied death qi that shrouded the death knight's body spread out like the wind, forming an encirclement, and the circle was the realm of death, of course, in addition to this, some hidden sights were also destroyed by this death qi, neither of them cared about the onlookers, but the death knight was the lord of the underworld after all, so he naturally would not let those eyes peep.
"It's really a headache, my magic power and the activity of my body are restrained by death qi, and my own erosion is not good for this guy, can I only use the scarlet fire to attack in a wide area?" Although Carlos's body is a perfect demon, it is still based on the blood demon, and in this case, some of the shortcomings of the blood demon have also been inherited, so he is miserable against the death knight, but he will not be crushed like other blood demons, if you want to fight, you can still fight, but whether you can beat it is another matter.
"Do you want to be my enemy?Young Blood Fiend, your death has already been revealed, your life has come to an end, die, Extreme Abyss!" The terrifying sword light was as dazzling as the sun, and as brilliant as a meteor, but under this beautiful scenery, there was only a cold killing intent, this death knight must be a grandmaster with extremely high swordsmanship in front of him, but unfortunately this is the home of hell after all.
"It only takes to trap you for a moment, although this is not a martial victory, but the victory has indeed been held by me, strong swordsman, this is the reason for your defeat, you are too attached to your past swordsmanship. Carlos's body dissolved into liquid before the astonishing sword arrived, and finally turned into a cage that completely entangled the death knight, and the dead air was consumed by the endless scarlet magic, and this stalemate could continue for some time, and during this time the reinforcements of Hell would arrive.
"Hahaha, that's a good idea, but it's not enough to trap me just by relying on this!" The Death Knight's body ignited the blue flame, this flame scorched Carlos's body, and the ultra-high-speed regeneration at this time made Carlos feel painful, the feeling of being constantly burned and resurrected was too painful, but he hadn't reached the limit yet.
"Interesting junior, this kind of fighting spirit that has long been forgotten by me before my death is really too nostalgic, so as a reward, I will show you the real swordsmanship!" The soul fire in the eyes of the Death Knight completely gushed out at this moment, and the pure soul power shone on the tip of his sword, not good, very bad.