[Chapter 9 Text, Volume 8]

Section 309 Chapter 51 Waiting for Death?

Speaking of "Blood Curse", people have to think of the "Dark Holy War!" thousands of years ago, don't think that these four short words indicate that this holy war comes and goes quickly. You must know that the "Blood Curse" launched by Ozma at the beginning is able to transform the undetermined into bloodthirsty demons, that is, the pretenders, and at the same time, it is like a plague, and anyone who is attacked by the pretenders will also be assimilated by it, and only the strong-willed can resist.

At that time, the continent of Arad was shrouded in a blood-colored sky, the land was contaminated black by blood, and people were displaced. But just as there is light and shadow, just when everyone is in despair, Christopher Holy Light succeeds in spreading the ability to recognize the impostor, and the war between good and evil, which sounds very old-fashioned, breaks out. It was a long war that lasted for a hundred years, and its decisive battle broke out in the Black Land, and the defeated Ozma was sealed away, and humanity was victorious.

A thousand years later, Ozma successfully escaped the sealed space, but did not release the "Blood Curse" because he understood that even if he created countless pretenders again, it would only be a re-enactment of the script of the defeat of the Holy Order led by Christopher-Holy Light thousands of years ago, and he knew that in the past thousand years, the influence of St. Paul's Cathedral has become more and more popular, and it is difficult for Ozma to just want to form another army of pretenders, which prompted him to lead all the ghosts and gods under his command to join the tyrannosaurus king Bakir.

And today, Ozma, who has fallen into a state of madness, has forgotten forbearance, and in this gamble, he lost the seventh ghost god - Pulsus of Fury, the sixth ghost god - Carlo of the Stygian Flame, and even lost an eyeball! All of this made Ozma no longer able to bear the revenge in his heart, and this time Ozma ignored his previous plan to forcibly launch the "Blood Curse" in this relatively remote dark elf territory!

In the end, this time Ozma is completely dizzy, although his "Blood Curse" is powerful, but it can only transform those who are not firm in their minds into pretenders, but I wonder which kind of people in this world are the most determined? That is naturally the soldiers who are born and die, whether it is the soldiers under the command of the Tyrannosaurus King Bakir, or the warriors of the Dark Elf clan, their hearts have extremely strong walls to protect their minds, which is why the army of the Tyrannosaurus King Bakr only broke out to kill each other but did not produce a single pretender.

At this time, Ozma saw that the dark elves actually hid behind the walls of their territory, and even opened the protective shield, which undoubtedly made the power of the "blood curse" further reduced, and immediately felt angry, and then no longer estimated the so-called time limit, so he used the nine Colt revolches fused into one to directly summon the remaining ghosts and gods, with only one purpose, that is, to use the sharp knife of the strong to forcibly break through the wall defense of the dark elf clan, so that the "blood curse" can play an effect, Of course, the psychological component of Ozma's revenge is more than that, although the remaining ghosts and gods are inferior to the two ghosts and gods who died in terms of strength, but if they are allowed to simply destroy, it is no problem, I saw Ozma wave his hand and lead the other ghosts and gods to the wall of the dark elf clan, looking at the faint protective shield, Ozma said disdainfully: "Hmph! , they also used their respective attack skills to attack the protective shield of the dark elf clan.

At this time, Sparky and the others, who were hiding within the walls of the dark elf clan, could only hold their breath and listen to the sound of "bang, bang, bang!" outside.

"How long will the shield last?" asked Azhara as she called out to a Dark Elf warrior.

"Probably," the Dark Elf warrior said with difficulty, "only about half an hour."

"Hey" sighed, Azhara was a little weak to let the Dark Elf warrior push down, to be honest, her Dark Elf Clan was able to survive to this point in the face of the 200,000 army of the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar and the attacks of Ozma and other ghosts, it was already a miracle that they were able to survive to this point, but now in the face of the "Blood Curse", their previous efforts seemed so pale and weak. "Father, now I can only live and die with the dark elves," muttered to him, and at this moment Azhara no longer looked like the queen of the past, but like a weak woman who continued to complain.

"Don't be afraid, you still have me!" Just as Aishara showed weakness, GSD patted her on the shoulder from behind and said, "At least you have done your best, as for the result, let me accompany you to read it!" At this time, GSD was like a responsible husband comforting his uneasy wife, this action suddenly moved Esara, and looked back at GSD's scarred cheeks with deep affection, this moment this man is no longer ugly, this moment this man's shoulders have become so reliable, if it weren't for the younger generation of people watching from the sidelines, she may have fallen into GSD's arms.

"No, I'm not done yet!" I saw Spark's "Whew!" stood up, and then shouted to go and fight Ozma again, but was smashed back by a goshawk fist and scolded: "You little rabbit cub, look for death and say, I will kill my relatives in righteousness!"

And Sparker had no choice but to whisper with a bitter face: "What about killing relatives in righteousness, just hiding for a while and not being made dumplings?"

After Spark's words, everyone fell silent. Indeed, as Sparker said, the situation facing everyone at this time is that unless a miracle happens, it is certain that they will die, and now although they are protected by shields and walls, this is nothing more than window paper, but Ozma's guys can break it with a stab, and then face the "curse of blood" and Ozma and several other ghosts and gods, Spark's gang will have no power to fight back, and for a while the breath of despair filled the entire dark elf territory, Sparker looked at Pandora, who had been silent, and walked over but didn't know what to say, Nils and Besania made an expression of life and death, the goshawk saw smashing and smashing his mouth and looked at Katie and wanted to follow suit, but found that Katie at this time was comforting Rebecca in her arms with pity and asked the goshawk to give up, as for Buwanga, of course, he was lying down and couldn't move, and Yabi's soy sauce picker was holding a gold brick from nowhereYou must know that even if you go out and work hard, it will be useless, can you let these wounded soldiers go to the "curse of blood" and Ozma and other ghosts and gods to fight desperately? Don't joke, when the time comes, the mind will be accidentally affected, and the immutable pretender will not be said, cannibalism alone is not something that everyone can bear.

Half an hour later, when Ozma's black mist hit the shield of the Dark Elves again, the shield finally collapsed due to the exhaustion of mana, and Ozma showed an excited smile, for him, the territory of the Dark Elves in front of him was like a weak girl whose clothes had been stripped naked, and she could knead it at any time as long as she wanted