-89- Battle Song, from ~

Bastard! Damn you, Augustus!"

The blood hole appears here, and the other side is already intact, and so on.

Even his eyeballs have been reborn several times.

Just to enjoy this most wonderful despair.

As for the contract.

Hearst's agreement with Augustus was that Hearst had to intercept all the intruders, but he didn't include himself, and when his gun was activated at full strength, everyone was blown away, and the battle in front of him was not something they could get involved in, and he didn't step forward, so Hearst didn't break the contract.

But is it possible that this is also within the range of Augustus's vision?

I can make a move, but I can't help it...... It's murderous.

Augustus this is what he wanted...... Ruined Hearst!

Under the "Rashomon" overhead, the blood cross belonging to Malthus slowly took shape.

To interrupt a cast, the caster must be severely damaged or destroyed.

But with his strength, there is no suitable technique to touch the earl's blood core, and the only thing he can do is to suppress the blood core's passive recovery ability, so that the earl's blood core cannot support his infinite rebirth.

Originally, the final attack, Malthus wanted Elsa or Yin Rena to carry out, and the probability of success was extremely small.

But if it were Hearst, it would have a great chance of success!

And just as the cross of the blood was about to take shape, Augustus smiled sadly.

A sound that seemed to be the gates slowly opening came from the sky and resounded throughout the city.

Countless people woke up from their sleep, and the cries of children made parents anxious.

The cattle are barking, and the birds and animals are moving.

Gray floc drifts from the sky.

As if the end of the world was coming.

"It's time, it's a pity, I won't play with you, bye~"

In the next second, Augustus, who was crumbled by a thousand holes, teleported and disappeared under Hearst's eager gaze.

Only one of the displaced volumes took on Hearst's nowhere to vent his anger.

The Blood Cross loses its target and automatically collapses.

All the efforts of the scroll vanished the moment the scroll teleported.

"Rashomon" has been fully activated.

From inside its door, in the distorted void, pillars of blood descended from the sky, as if aliens had landed on a flying saucer.

But everyone knows that each pillar of blood represents a bloodline.

In front of him, the columns of blood were already dense, everywhere, all over the corners of Yord City.

Yin Rena clenched her silver teeth, and I don't know how many people will die because of it.

In fact, she didn't really care how many people died, what she really cared about was those friends and acquaintances.

Aunt and Teacher Erin at the front desk of the piano workshop, Ms. Rosette in prison, Otto the contractor of the factory, and a group of lovely workers......

After coming to another world, Yin Rena also formed an indissoluble bond with the people here.

But now that their lives are threatened, how can Yin Rena feel at ease.

That's probably what everyone in the room thought.

Their work is here, and so are their friends and family.

Looking at the sadness and despair on everyone's faces, Malthus was not in a good mood.

But as the leader, he must act, as long as this group of people is not dead, everything is not over!

He walked up to the high pile of livestock carcasses:

"If the Blood Clan wants to occupy a city, they will not slaughter ordinary people who have no power to fight back, they will make us the first target of the first target, so now is not the time to look ahead!"

"Use this as a base and defend it! Wait until support arrives!"

"At that time, the Bloods will be banished from us, and the city of Yord will be at peace again!"

"If you want to achieve this goal, do it now! It's circular, and the terrain is more favorable to us!"

"Get moving! Move it!

A total of more than 200 people were quickly divided into four parts, scattered in four directions towards the mansion, occupying various parts of the main structure of the mansion.

Seeing the way everyone took action, Malthus breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what the morale was, he was most afraid that they would be rotten, but fortunately, this worst-case scenario did not appear.

As long as it is sustained, there will always be miracles.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a lonely back.

Take a closer look......

Exactly Hearst.

He was walking in the same direction as the room where his wife had been locked.

"Just leave him a little bit of personal space...... Malthus thought.

If his wife is about to die in front of him, and he has no way, he will probably be very devastated.

At this moment, only the members of his own team were left in front of him.

Plus yourself, just four people.

"Let's each choose a direction to defend, the addition of the Divine Judge should ease the pressure of the battle."

"I'm here to garrison the south, in the direction of the gate, and if you encounter a fourth-order blood clan, run to me."

"Roger!"

Yin Rena chose the east side.

When she arrived, more than fifty Papal troops had been scattered and were already waiting here.

Although Malthus had explained the situation, there was nothing he had seen with his own eyes, and everyone had some worries and doubts, and everyone's hearts were actually not at ease, and the look of worry and nervousness was already written on their faces.

It's not okay to meet the enemy in this state.

Is there anything she can do?

Yin Rena thought about it and thought, in terms of language expression, she is not as good as Malthus, if she speaks rashly, I am afraid it will cause backlash......

For a violinist like her, perhaps only music can come in handy.

She rubbed a new gray ring on her left little finger.

It is the same style as the silver ring ring on the index finger of the right hand.

Hidden in the gray ring is the prize that Yin Rena won in the competition, the violin and the Gray Witch.

The violin, with its infectious technique, may be more useful at this moment.

"How do you feel like I'm like a suona player playing the trumpet......

Yin Rena suddenly had such a sense of déjà vu.

The gray ring on the little finger emitted a faint glow, and then turned into a beautiful violin, which was held in Yin Rena's hand.

She pressed her violin to her neck and exhaled deeply, like a precursor before each play.

Start in the first room on the first floor and pull the strings.

Figh Clu, from the Assassin's Creed series, has a magical and fast sound, making the originally radical sound even more exciting to people.

Yin Rena played the piano and walked into the distance.

After all, the sound of the violin is limited, and only by repeating the cycle can everyone be infected.

In the dark and long hallway, floor-to-ceiling windows facing outside cast blood-red light on the floor.

The figure dressed in black, with white hair fluttering, and playing the violin, is like a goddess who proclaims victory on the battlefield, shuttling through every floor and room, and transmitting inspiring music to every soldier.

Adrenaline, which is quickly secreted in the rhythm of passion......

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