Rakshasa grabbed Nangong's neck and strode forward.

Nangong retreated and rested on the bronze pillar of the altar.

Rakshasa laughed evilly, "Hahaha, great master, today I will refine you and become my puppet.

As long as I suck out that power from your body, I can ascend to a higher level.

When my brother is resurrected, we will be incomparably powerful, and no one will be able to defeat us!"

Nangong grabbed his hand and struggled, wondering at the same time, "What strength can I have to actually make you improve your realm?"

Rakshasa laughed and said, "Hahaha, as a holy woman, don't you know your role?

Every generation of saints will have mysterious natural power in their bodies, and the women of your frost dragon clan are naturally suitable for use as furnace dings.

Once a man unites with you, he will absorb the natural power in the other person's body and reach the highest level in an instant.

That's why, your Frost Dragon Clan's bloodline is thin, and the offspring left behind will only give birth to one female!"

"I see!" Nangong immediately understood the reason why her mother had taken her to look at the stone tablet before.

On the stone tablet in the center of the city, the phrase "no white head is allowed to be seen in the world" is clearly written, which is the original meaning.

She was immediately relieved and sneered, "Hehe, it's a pity that you're a step late."

Rakshasa's face changed drastically, and he said in shock: "What do you mean, are you ...... big boss?"

Nangong sneered: "Most of those people who covet me should know this secret, but my husband doesn't, it's really better to be a human being, you are destined not to get that power."

Rakshasa was furious, "Ahhh

"Smack!"

Rakshasa slapped Nangong on the face, which suddenly made Nangong's delicate little face have an extra red mark.

The corners of her mouth were bleeding, and she sneered, "Is that all you have to do?"

"Shut up!"

Rakshasa slapped him hard again.

But Nangong is neither humble nor arrogant, and his eyes are firm.

Rakshasa said, "Snow Ice Crystals, hurry up and hand them over, or I'll kill you!"

"Do you think it's possible for me to bring it here?" Nangong looked at him with disdain.

「***！」 Rakshasa punched Nangong in the stomach, knocking her to the ground.

He moved his muscles and began to take off his armor, revealing the muscles inside.

"Today I will let you enjoy the happiness I bring you, and make you fluttering and painful...... Hehehe."

Rakshasa had just finished taking off his armor and stood naked on the altar.

Freya suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

Rakshasa turned his head to look at her and smiled evilly, "Why, you want to serve me too?

I still remember the taste of you last time, and it's not impossible to let you come out."

Freya smiled charmingly and said, "I do want to get out, but I'm afraid you'll have to stay here."

"What do you mean?" Rakshasa tilted his head.

Freya pointed to the pool of blood.

In the next second, the pool of blood began to be stirred by an invisible force.

The entire dungeon shook violently, staggering, and shocking the rakshasas.

"What's going on?" He was puzzled.

Freya said, "I told you about the blood array, so naturally I have to leave some way back, so I quietly changed the way it operates, and the blood array you created is incomplete according to what I said.

By the way, I also let some of your people go, and gave you enough hatred, and now they are rushing here, waiting to take revenge on you!"

"You ......"

Rakshasa had just spoken, with a look on his face full of anger.

In the passages of the dungeon, a large number of Demon Dragon Clan soldiers poured out.

"Kill!"

"Kill this demon who has killed his compatriots!"

"Avenge your people!"

Rakshasa Heart

was shocked, but I never expected that I was actually calculated by a woman.

A "sacrifice" that I have carefully cultivated since 100 years ago.

Now the water is against the water and wants to kill him.

He roared, and a wave of coercion was released.

The soldiers who rushed around them froze and stopped in place, their faces showing fear.

Rakshasa said, "I am in a good mood today, thinking that you are my kindred, if you dare to take a step forward, I will throw you all into the pool of blood!"

The soldiers of the Demon Dragon Clan were worried, remembering the horror of the Rakshasas.

But suddenly, a voice came from the direction of the gate.

"Fellow citizens, we can't believe the nonsense of this demon, he cares about our life or death, and even if we don't resist, he will still treat us as sacrifices.

Push him into a pool of blood and avenge his dead compatriots!"

It was the new leader of the Demon Dragon Clan, a young man, who spoke.

He was the son of Demoses who, with the help of Freya, survived and escaped from the tunnels after being thrown into a pool of blood.

Therefore, he hated Rakshasa to the extreme.

The same goes for the rest of the Demon Dragon Clan.

Encouraged by him, these tribesmen were no longer timid, and they took up arms and rushed towards the rakshasas.

The flying chains slammed into the rakshasas.

In the distance, several alchemists chanted loudly.

This is a chain designed to deal with one's own people, to contain the dark forces.

Rakshasa couldn't have imagined that the weapons he created for these people would be used on himself, which can be described as lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

The strength and body were bound, and the rakshasa was naked like this, unable to break free for a while.

Nangong took the opportunity to resist, and the thunder in his hand flashed, and he accurately hit Rakshasa's chest.

Rakshasa was knocked down by the blow and fell to his knees.

A sturdy dragon soldier ran up behind him.

Pick up the great axe and swing it at his head.

In the next second, Rakshasa's eyes were red, emitting a fierce light.

A powerful dark force erupted, and Nangong retreated as soon as possible.

Those Demon Dragon Clan soldiers who had already approached Rakshasa were devoured in an instant, their bodies exploding, and their flesh and blood splattered.

The chains on Rakshasa were still unfastened, and the Demon Dragon Clan soldiers continued to attack him, using weapons of his own making.

"This sister, let me out!"

Freya in the cage asks Nangong for help.

Nangong interrupted the shackles on the cage, and Freya successfully walked out of it.

She said, "Suck a little bit of your blood on me, just a little, rest assured, you won't become a vampire, I need physical strength to perform blood magic."

Nangong handed his hand over.

Freya was hungry and thirsty, biting on her wrist.

After replenishing fresh blood, Freya took advantage of the fact that Rakshasa was still fighting with the Demon Dragon Clan soldiers

A blood mark was condensed by her hand.

The blood streaks rippled in front of him, resonating with the altar.

A large amount of blood-red power poured out of the pool of blood and gathered in Freya's body.

She's a vampire, and she's used the Bruch's very old secret method.

"Blood Demon Seal!"

A huge blood-red imprint appeared above Rakshasa's head.

Freya pointed and branded the Rakshasa body, catching him off guard.

"Ahhh

The Rakshasa burst out with the intention of slaughtering all the people here.

Freya sneered, "Do you still have the strength now?"

Rakshasa was shocked, and suddenly found that the magic power in his body was gone, and he suddenly returned to the most primitive state, becoming a waste person without magic power.

"It's the brand just now!"

His eyes widened, and a red mark appeared on his forehead.

Freya exclaimed, "Guys, he's in half an hour now

He can't use his magic, it's time to destroy him!"

Nangong said: "Whether it is the Lost Day City or the Demon Dragon Clan, they are all victims, and we all have a common enemy, destroy the Rakshasas!"

"Yes, destroy the rakshasas!"

"Avenge your people!"

"Kill!"

The remaining Demon Dragon Clan soldiers and Nangong fearlessly rushed forward.

Rakshasa was completely panicked, there was a pool of blood under him, and if he jumped into it, his body would melt, and he would definitely die.

And the surrounding passage was blocked by a large number of soldiers, and he had no way to retreat.

The armor could no longer be summoned, he was surprised by the ancient mystery of the vampire, and thought that if he went out, he must slaughter these 13 clans and avenge the shame.

With all his might, he jumped to the top of the dragon's head.

The chains on his body were broken free by him while several alchemists were replenishing their magic power.

He pleaded with the dragon statue beneath him, "Brother, help me!"

"You can't escape!"

Nangong chased after him and handed it out with a palm.

The Rakshasa dodged in embarrassment, although he had no magic power, but his body and moves were still there, and his body was as flexible as a fish swimming in water.

He dodged Nangong's attack and shouted loudly, "Brother!"

At this moment, the dragon statue trembled.

Nangong was busy stabilizing his body, allowing Rakshasa to take the opportunity to escape.

The black aura was released from the dragon statue, and Nangong teleported behind the altar to stand with Freya.

"What's going on, isn't it...... Is his brother coming back to life?" Nangong's shocked voice.

Freya said, "It's not reasonable, the number of sacrifices is not enough to resurrect the dead, and the dragon cannot be resurrected."

"Be careful, don't get close to this black gas!"

The soldiers of the Demon Dragon Clan reminded each other and quickly retreated.

The rakshasa standing on the dragon's horn looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahahaha, I really can't believe that I have today?

However, you are destined to be defeated by me and my brother."

He stroked the dragon's horns and said softly, "Brother, eat me, eat me, you can break through the shackles and resurrect again, no one will be your opponent, even if I am not there, I will always be in your heart."

The dragon statue shed tears and exuded sadness.

Then, Rakshasa spread his hands out and looked down at the pool of blood.

Freya was shocked and exclaimed, "No, stop him, he wants to sacrifice himself!"

It's too late.

The rakshasa fell straight down with his head down, splashing and disappearing into the pool of blood.

The crowd was shocked, surrounding the pool of blood, and was at a loss for what to do.

In the next second, the pool of blood gushed out like a fountain, and everyone hurriedly retreated, for fear of being corrupted by the blood and water.

The blood consciously rushed towards the dragon statue, quickly engulfing it.

Seeing this, Freya hurriedly grabbed Nangong's hand and said anxiously, "Run, the dragon is coming out!"

She looked around and shouted, "Hattori Gozo, if you don't die again, I'll go back and kill you!"

"It's coming!"

Hattori Gozo's voice immediately appeared, and a strong wind howled.

"I've finally found you, Freya."