Section 145 Success

Without any hesitation, Ashrufat rushed into the gap.

It happened so quickly that none of his men had time to react. After the passage of Ashrufat, the gap was restored. The few guards who tried to keep up could only crash into the impenetrable transparent wall.

"Wait here!" shouted Ashrufat. Then he quickly took advantage of the golden opportunity in front of him and rushed towards the position that the gods had directed. The long hall was built in the middle of the tower and was originally an easy position to defend. But at this time, the enemy was caught off guard, and could only watch as Ashrufat rushed towards the gate on that side.

The gate over there is also open. There weren't any guards or barriers at the door.

From this point of view, within this shield, the power of magic is basically forbidden.

Of course, Ashrufat was not surprised by this. It has long been a well-known fact that he hates wizards, and he can clearly feel the power of magic being significantly suppressed in the Blood Fortress before. I don't know why, but I think it has something to do with this wonderful shield.

But he didn't care about that, and all he had to do now was to run to that long hall as soon as possible. According to the gods, there is something in the Great Hall that is capable of turning off this shield.

Although he didn't know what it was, Ashrufat instinctively felt that there must be something left behind in the sadomasochism. The gods possess unimaginable strength and wisdom, and they will never make the mistake of underestimating their enemies in such a crucial matter. In other words, this so-called "closed" work may be very difficult to do.

And this sword......

Relying on the blood of drunkenness and that strangely broken harp, Eshuruphat remembered a lot of things during his time in the Chaos Realm. Or rather, I remembered a lot of "memory fragments". Most of these fragments are a scene, lacking antecedents and consequences with each other, so it is impossible to rely on logical reasoning to connect the fragments of memory into a complete past. But in all his memories, he seemed to have the sword.

The name of the sword, which he remembered a long time ago (as early as Brasian), was called "The Sword of Withered". This sword has powerful magic attached to it, giving it two special powers. One is that this sword can be summoned into his hand at any time or disappear at any time, and the other is that this sword maintains the usual sharpness of a long sword and is still very strong. It can even collide head-on with heavy weapons such as tomahawks and warhammers without breaking (instead of those damaged are the tomahawks). But apart from these two, this sword has no other features. It does not release special magical effects, nor does it improve the physical fitness of the owner. Well, if there was a note on the withering sword, Ashrufat thought it should be called a "very convenient weapon" rather than a "very powerful weapon".

But now, he realizes that the sword doesn't seem to be that simple.

When he duel with the Bloodfang Lord before, he noticed that the Bloodfang Lord has supernatural defensive abilities. Ashrufat witnessed a tall warrior armed with a pointed hammer (a weapon widely considered one of the best weapons for armor piercing) swing his weapon and slam it at the Bloodfang Lord. The Bloodfang Lord didn't dodge or dodge unscathed, and didn't even move his feet, and the attacker was so shocked by the shock force that his weapon fell out of his hands, and he staggered back for a long distance.

At that time, Ashrufat saw the whole process very clearly, so he realized that the reason why the Bloodfang Lord was unharmed was not because of his particularly tough skin, but because he was blocked by an invisible force before the sharp hammer hit him. To be specific, the Sharped Hammer didn't touch the Bloodfang Lord's body at all. And according to the Bloodfang Lord, this should be the special power of the "cursed armor" he wears.

However, this ability is not effective against the Sword of Withered. Eshuruphat dealt damage to the Bloodfang Lord with ease—honestly, as easy as slashing a normal opponent, and it didn't feel any different at all.

The Bloodfang Lord's ability to be unharmed...... It should be the same as the "shield" he saw now. It's just that one is big and one is small, one is to protect the whole castle, and the other is just to protect the individual.

It is clear that this ability is that kind of "ace" level thing. Eshuruphat didn't think this ability would be common in Chaos, as he had only seen it in the Bloodfang Lord and the castle so far.

But his sword has the ability to ignore this trump card.

Is that why the gods chose him? In addition to his military command, only he can ...... Ignore this trump card. For another person, even a famous player like Bayral may be in trouble now. Because if there is no such sword, no matter how clever a general is, all he can do now is to withdraw his troops and wait patiently for this shield to disappear.

A sword that defies the power of the Chaos Gods...... Where did he get this sword?The Cult of the Gods of the Star Domain is theoretically a bit similar, because the only thing that can restrain divine power is other divine power. The gods of the astral field are also gods (though they don't interfere with the material world as directly as the Chaos gods), and Ashruphat already knew that he was most likely once a holy knight - someone who received the power of the gods of the astral field. Eventually, however, he broke away from the church, that is, defected.

But there is a glaring flaw in this conclusion - Ashruphat has used the Withered Sword many times before. If the sword had come from the church, his identity would have been exposed long ago. It is impossible for the Church to ignore such a distinctive weapon.

If not from the church...... So where did it come from?

While Ashrufat was considering these issues, his pace did not slow down. As mentioned earlier, although there are many Warriors of Torture inside the shield, they are completely defenseless against anyone being able to break through the shield, so they are scattered in twos and threes. By the time they came to their senses and tried to stop Ashrufat, it was too late. Ashrufat had already rushed up the steps and swooped straight towards the gate. As mentioned earlier, the door is also open, and even if someone wants to close it at this time, it is too late.

He rushed in through the gate.

When I was outside, I didn't feel anything wrong with this long hall, but when I rushed inside, I realized that this was more of a temple than a castle hall.

At the end of the long hall, a statue of apocaustism was erected. On the walls on both sides, there are countless reliefs. The reliefs, which are a blinding blood-red color, depict scenes of battle and killing.

In addition to the reliefs, there are many hanging weapons on the walls - apparently all of them were hung as trophies to show glory and victory.

Before the statue of Sadomasochism, Starcarving stood there, with his back to Ashrufat. I couldn't tell what she was doing, but beside her there was a stone pillar jutting out of the ground—not very high, about the height of a normal person's chest. At the top of the stone pillar, there is a small square the size of a palm that seems to emit a green light. This small square is translucent and has some quirky symbols floating on it.

"That's it!" the three voices coalesced, echoing in his mind, reminding him in an almost screeching way. "That's it! that's where the shield is turned off!"

Xingke turned his head and looked at Ashrufat in surprise. Maybe she didn't expect Ashrufat to be here. But since she's here to show up, that means......

The defenses outside have been broken?

"You have desecrated this sacred place!" Starsign shouted angrily as she drew her long whip. Ashruphat dodged the blow and whipped the wall, shattering a large piece of relief.

Ashrufat stopped, for he didn't know what to do with Starcut. But his conservative approach instead gave Xingke a false hint. In Star's opinion, Ashrufat's men had already broken through the shield, which is why Ashrufat was so calm - he was waiting to join his subordinates.

Xingke knew very well that there were soldiers under the command of Ashrufat who were counted in "ten thousand". No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to win such a disparity with the strength she has at hand. Not to mention fighting, even if you line up to kill her, you can exhaust her to death.

"Regret your foolishness!" shouted Starcut. She withdrew her whip, then reached out and pressed it on the small square on the strange stone pillar.

A dark red phantage appeared next to Starcut, blurry at first, as if it were just a red haze, but in an instant, its form became clear. Anyone could clearly discern the horned, angry, twisted face.

Eshuruphat had seen this monster in the Church's books for a long time - it was a vamplet, a lowly demon under the command of the Blood God. It was slightly taller and skinny than a human, but in its hands, it held a two-handed greatsword that emitted red energy like smoke.

A few seconds, maybe a little shorter. Vultarians appeared in all directions. It's as if they came down from relief. There are hundreds of them, and they are growing rapidly. The eyes of these demons were staring at Ashrufat, and it was undisguised, naked killing intent.

Ashrufat wasn't going to fight so many vamphitians here, and he immediately used the Abyss Stone to summon his own demon - at least he could use it to cover his retreat.

Then he saw a much larger figure suddenly appear among the vamplets. It was a majestic, muscular and wild behemoth. It had a canine-like face, a blood-stained mane, large sharp horns, and wore cursed armor that Essrufat had ever seen. A terrifying axe was in the hands of this monster.

A demon prince? No, it's different. Although there were some similarities in appearance, Ashrufat noticed a big difference. This is a high demon, or rather, a bloodthirsty maniac, the most powerful servant of the legendary Sadist.

The creature had nothing but a thirst for killing and bloodshed in its eyes, and it had come to this world of death to enjoy the wonderful slaughter.

Ashruphat immediately realized that the situation was not good. But before he could retreat, there was a rumbling thunder in the sky. In his mind, the three great gods shouted at the same time.

"Well done, Ashrufat!"

No, more than three, because another voice quickly sounded in his head.