"Boss, these bats aren't very good!"

Through the binoculars, the source observed the army outside the city, and when he saw that the situation began to fall one-sided, he couldn't help but pout: "It's really boring, it's not the opponent of the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny at all, that Holy Maiden Yin Fulin is like a monster..."

Ever since the Holy Maiden Yin Flin attacked, the bats have begun to retreat, stabilizing their morale that is about to collapse, which is good news for Bishop Fowler and others, but the Church of Truth does not want them to win so easily.

"Shall we help?"

The source asked: "If this continues, the bats will lose..."

The sound came to an abrupt end.

He turned his head and looked at the top of the castle, where there was an extremely powerful wave, and even the dark clouds circling in the sky were silent at this moment.

It's as if...

Something woke up.

As soon as the fluctuations appeared, Yin Fulin stopped her movements, turned her head to look at the top of the ancient castle, and met her eyes with a figure standing there.

As if they had found a nest, the bats flapped their membranous wings and quickly returned, fusing into a humanoid body and bowing their heads to the man in front of them.

Yin Geer looked coldly at Yin Fulin in the distance, his bone wings vibrate, setting off a gust of wind, and his body disappeared in an instant.

Under the hood, Yin Fulin was expressionless, took half a step back, and slammed the air in front of her, but as soon as she was halfway through the swing, her arm was grabbed.

The red cloak danced in the wind, and a handsome and bewitching black-haired man appeared in front of everyone, he grabbed Yin Fulin's arm, leaned forward, and gently lifted the other's hood, gentle like a touch between lovers.

The same long black and smooth hair slipped down, the same fair and flawless face, and the dark blue eyes, without the slightest fluctuation.

The two looked at each other quietly, and Yin Geer picked up the black hair on her forehead and asked softly, "What's your name?" ”

"Yin Fulin."

"Good name..."

The palm of the hand silently pierced Yin Fulin's chest, and Yin Geor pulled out her heart, and at the same time...

Yin Fulin's slender palm also plunged into his chest.

The breath of death erupted from the palm embedded in Yin Ge'er's chest, and in just an instant, Yin Geor's chest deflated, and the flesh and blood quickly lost their vitality and withered like fallen leaves in late summer.

Yin Geor did not stop it, but closed his eyes, silently feeling the power that erupted in his body, he wanted to recall something through this, but he was disappointed.

The empty brain didn't give him any useful feedback, and no matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn't search for any relevant memories from it.

Even if this breath of death is so familiar, so ...

It's sad and infuriating.

"That's enough."

Yin Geor took two steps back, pulled out Yin Fulin's arm, and broke it with a slight break, fragile like a slender dead branch, unable to withstand his great strength at all.

"Do you know me?"

Yin Fulin shook her head slowly, her broken arm quickly healed with the blessing of the Immortal Realm, and her heart... It's also growing rapidly.

The Immortal Realm can only treat injuries, not reduce the pain, but when facing the pain of fractures and losing her heart, Yin Fulin still has that indifferent expression, she doesn't seem to care about the pain at all, and it seems to...

I have long been accustomed to pain.

"Then let's go look for the answer later."

Yin Geor sighed, swallowed the beating heart in his hand, and his collapsed and withered body returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had been moistened by rain.

Monster!

These are two undead monsters!

Panic spread in the hearts of the soldiers, who were holding bolt-action rifles, but did not have the courage to aim at Yin Geor.

Before they rebelled, they knew the end of doing so:

Death!

Yin Gol's eyes were all focused on Yin Furin, because he didn't see the others as a threat at all, or...

The only one who can arouse his interest is Yin Fulin.

The huge bone wings enveloped Yin Fulin, like a cocoon, surrounding her and Yin Gol, and Bishop Fowler's face changed, and he shouted: "Not good, Albert! Go and rescue Yin Fulin! ”

"Yes."

The leader of the Knights, named Albert, drew his sword and led the black-armored knights to charge the cocoon.

They are brave and fearless, but after all, they are only human bodies, ordinary iron swords, and they cannot do damage to the hard bone wings.

In the cocoon, Yin Geor opened his arms, he didn't want to hug Yin Fulin, but...

Prepare for a grand devouring ritual.

Once the ritual is complete, he will gain all of Yin Fulin's memories and powers!

Yin Fulin looked at him steadily, clenched her hands into fists, lowered her chin, and began to chant softly:

"Let all things be filled with hope, O goddess who will deliver us...

Listen to my prayers and send down your gifts and gospels...

Bring us comfort and joy, drive away panic and fear...

I recite the name of God, and everything is the guide of fate..."

Under the half-drooping eyes, the dark blue eyes gradually turned golden, and a strong heartbeat came from Yin Fulin's body, and in the darkness behind her, a woman wearing a white veil appeared, her cheeks were shrouded in clouds, and the tall and holy light dispelled all the darkness, and the woman opened her arms and hugged Yin Fulin from behind.

Rumble!

！

The cocoon suddenly shattered, and Yin Geor flew upside down, smashing several houses in a row before it could stop.

He crawled out of the ruins, looking at Yin Fulin, whose momentum was completely different from before, Tong Kong was pure gold, as if he had changed into a person, his eyes widened, and he let out a rampant laugh:

"It's you... It's you... Who are you? Who are you?! ”

"Wild, the goddess of health... It's coming! ”

Because of the excitement, Bishop Fowler fell off his horse and prostrate at Yin Fulin's feet, his body trembling slightly, and he didn't dare to come out.

Yin Fulin didn't look at Bishop Fowler at her feet, raised her arms indifferently, and pointed at Yin Gere, who was standing in the ruins in the distance, and pronounced an obscure syllable from her mouth.

Swish!

Yin Geor soared into the sky like a cannonball, and the place where he had just stood, whether stone or dirt, was reduced to nothingness.

Yin Geor rushed into the thunderous clouds, and for a moment the clouds shook, and the dark clouds that enveloped Wexford County all rushed towards him, merging into his body, and his strength was rising, and his momentum was gradually restrained.

Soon, the clouds shrank to the size of the port of Roselair, and the huge amount of magic that had been devoured by the Yingor was suspended in the air, and his black hair danced like a swarm of snakes.

He... The final step of awakening was taken.

"You'll be able to answer my questions..."

Yin Geer stretched out his hand and wiped it, and a book that exuded an ancient atmosphere appeared in front of him, "Blood Clan Secret Codex, Blood Drawing Prison." ”

Before they could react, the soles of their feet sank in, and the palms of their blood stretched out from the quagmire, grabbing their bodies tightly, like ghost hands poking out of hell, dragging them into the abyss...

The horses neighed, the soldiers exclaimed, they had the intention to pull out their bodies in the deep mire, but the mire not only restrained their movements, but also kept pumping the blood from their bodies, and Bishop Fowler was prostrate on the ground, without a look of panic, all the while meditating on the teachings to maintain the realm of eternal life.

He knows...

From the moment Wild, the goddess of health, descends...

The winner has already been decided.