Chapter 636: Messenger of Hell

There's a reason why the people of the Knights of the Dark Moon are good at hunting and using bows and arrows. They descended from Selimene.

The skinning twins flapped their wings and retreated, it seemed that they had never suffered such a big loss, and the blood demon had never told him that a moon would suddenly appear in his opponent's hand. He has the ability to escape, but he is unwilling to go back like this.

The skinned twins once again induced a vast blood magic, and the red light gradually glowed around the bodies of the two gods, and the blood on the ground that was flesh and blood or dead bodies converged towards them, just like the blood in all the capillaries gathered into the heart, and the twins burst out with unprecedented power.

Looking at the suffering people below, there was a hint of pity in the moon god's eyes, and the moonlight poured down like holy water again, and all the injured people were suddenly refreshed.

The confrontation between the two gods, one destroys and the other heals, and these people can be regarded as all kinds of innocent people who have been affected and suffered.

Karlock's body was covered with scratches from wolf claws, and his skin was shocking. Bainholler was also wounded by numerous axes, and returned to his human form and was unable to fight again. As if there was a tacit understanding, a figure flashed on both sides at the same time to rescue them, ending the small brawl.

Izaro had already moved elsewhere under the cover of Lanaya and the Darkmoon Knights. Originally, under Lanaya's repeated temptations, Nesha was already weak, and if she had one or a few more chances, she would be able to hit the nail on the head, but she saw the other side of the situation, and Ymir's opponent had somehow become Motriti (the one with the messenger of hell), so she had to quickly break away and rush to support.

The purpose of the stand-in has actually been achieved, she is to let the Blood Demon summon to skin the twins and branch out Ymir, and now that the Blood Demon is gone, she doesn't mind killing this one more.

Before Lanaya arrived, a cloud of ice and snow suddenly changed in the bushes near Ymir, and an ice spirit appeared from it. Before, the ice soul was turned against the whole soul by the blade armor, so it had to use the remaining ice and snow here to repair itself, and now it is also the time for it to join the war.

"The Heart of Ice is still in Izzalo's hand, it can't go on like this......" Lanaya thought, touching the flickering dagger in her left hand, and was about to teleport over, only to feel a pain in her shoulder, and then a cold one. A bloody arrow hit her, and you don't have to think about it to know whose attack it is, but, with the bleeding continues, the flashing dagger can't be used.

It's really lying down and getting an arrow...... At this time, it was still a long way off, and if you wanted to share the firepower for Ymir, you could only do it with the ranged form of the Sky Sword. It's just that when I had this idea, I realized that it was too late.

It's not that it's too late to rescue, but someone rushed ahead of Lanaya to complete the rescue.

Like a cheetah, Motridi came out of the bushes and pounced on the stand-in, swinging her two knives left and right one after another, and her feet were pressing closely. The stand-in didn't even dare to block at once, and all of them turned sideways to avoid it. Perhaps only the two of them knew how hard the knives were.

In order to exert their maximum strength, the Ice Soul gave up its magic after unleashing the Frost Foot, the Frost Vortex, and the Ice Touch, and transformed into a combat form to fight Ymir in hand-to-hand combat.

Now Ranaya was a little embarrassed, and she had to weigh which side she should help first.

"I didn't expect you to still distrust me after so long!" a sentence suddenly sounded in my head.

"Lan Xue ......" Lanaya looked at the two flickering figures and froze, "Okay, then you be careful." ”

Ymir was almost unable to move due to several ice magic curses in his body, and he did not have the ability to be immune to magic, so he was no match for the ice soul at all. Coincidentally, a moonlight shone down, and the wound on Lanaya's shoulder miraculously disappeared, and she immediately thought of the most appropriate way, quickly using the flickering dagger to enter the range of the frost vortex.

Ignoring the feeling of being frozen, Lanaya took out the Black Emperor Staff from the ring and handed it to Ymir: "Turn it on!"

The golden light shines.

The ice magic attached to Ymir's body was instantly dispelled, and he was like a god at this moment. Magic immunity is in his body, and the current ice soul is far less than it was in its heyday, and for him, there is no need to be afraid.

Ymir regained his speed and explosiveness, and with all his might, he aimed at the head of the ice soul to deliver the shocking punch.

"Bang !!"

"Ahh

Originally, the ally should be happy to defeat a strong enemy, but for some reason, Lanaya's intuition sensed something bad, she turned her head to see that Motriti was also affected by the frost vortex, her speed of action slowed down significantly, and the twin knives were thrown into the distance at some point, and the messenger of hell was about to be cut off on the head when she saw it.

Motriti could have dodged the blow by any means she could, magic immunity, phantom strike, but it didn't work.

(What's the point of me doing this if you can't trust me.) )

It seems to catch a glimpse of Ranaya's figure with her peripheral vision. Motriti grinned, waiting silently in the cold, waiting for her surroundings to turn into a scorching hell.

"Bell!"

Motriti suddenly found that her eyes had turned purple, and then a faint violet fragrance wafted from her.

Lanaya gripped the Sword of the Sky and struck it with all her might, and the Herald of Hell broke free from the stand-in, spun and flew out. The stand-in is not stupid, and without weapons, his first reaction is to run away and chase in the direction in which the messenger of hell was provoked.

There was another solid knocking sound, and the Hell's Angel hit the falling Ice Soul in the middle of the ascent, and the two objects changed their original trajectory in an instant, and the Hell's Angel turned its route and returned to the stand-in, and the place where the Ice Soul was hit by the Hell's Angel suddenly changed, and a faint demonic fire ignited. It screamed, sucked into the wound entirely, and with that terrible howl, completely disappeared from the air.

It is the first time that many people have seen how people who have been struck by the messengers of hell go to hell.

Since the skinned twins were summoned, their energy was quickly exhausted, and they had to flee back to the Blood-Devouring Peak. Seeing the situation, Nesha shouted to withdraw his troops, and the only remaining stand-ins with mobility gave up the struggle and followed closely.

Although Tianhui and the others won a battle, they also knew that the poor Kou Mo was chasing, and what needed to be solved urgently now was to heal the wounded and repair the damaged buildings and woods in the city.

"Ahh

The wound was extraordinary, rolling slightly to both sides, and a trace of smoke was still coming out of the open flesh.

Cuts of the Hell's Messenger.

Even Ranaya herself didn't notice that when she set up the Hell's Messenger, the blade was actually embedded in the flesh, and it only stayed for a short time before leaving. All she thought about was that she couldn't let Lan Xue die, otherwise on her own, the ancient book would not be restored, and she would not be able to go back.

The consciousness is already in a trance...... I feel like I'm no longer a real person, tugging at the edge of two different worlds. The feeling was more painful than being dragged by the hair and constantly pressed into the water and lifted up, and cold sweat was already breaking out on Lanaya's forehead.

"What's going on?" Motriti was shocked, and quickly held the hand nervously and said, "No, you must not go!!"

(I'm no one else when you're gone, Priest's, and Mercury, none of which matter to you.) )

"Where's the priest?" Motriti shouted a few times around, then moved a little closer, and Lanaya fell on top of her. Motriti held that hand tighter, thinking that even if Lanaya went to hell, she would be by her side, and it was not impossible to break out of hell, and the two might have a chance to survive together.

"It's hot...... I'm so uncomfortable......" Lanaya was frowning, God knows how miserable she was right now. Motriti would like to see this, since Lanaya can last so long, it means that there is still hope!

The priest and the others arrived, and a priest with the highest attainment of divine magic walked in and examined Ranaya, his face immediately becoming solemn. "She has a very disordered blood flow and a hormone that is not present in the body...... No, it should be a toxin, and it is multiplying dramatically. ”

"Will she go to hell?"

The priest glanced at Motriti and thought it was amused: "What are you talking about? Don't look at those superstitious things, hand her over to us, and promise not to put her life in danger." ”

Motriti wanted to argue, but seeing that Lanaya hadn't been in the ice soul situation for a long time, she had to convince herself to rest assured.

Glancing at Lanaya's face again, I saw that the pain between her eyebrows gradually diminished, and finally disappeared completely, as if she had fallen asleep. Up to now, she had not been treated by the priests. It wasn't until she was transferred to the wounded's hospital bed that the priests realized that they didn't have to work anymore, and several people looked at each other and immediately shifted their positions, leaving one to continue to care for her, just to be on the safe side.

Everyone was busy with the ambulance, and Carlock was the focus of care. Before he could govern the city until he had healed the people, Motriti had secretly climbed the tower and collected the ancient books.

"How is she?" Motriti walked into Lanaya's room and startled the priest by not noticing that someone was coming behind him.

"Oh, it's okay, a little bruising, the primary healing technique will be fine. She doesn't know what she's dreaming about right now. The priest laughed, "She kept reciting something 'zero five' and 'zero five', and said that it was the man who saved her...... Young girls have so many fantasies. ”

When Motriti heard this, an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, happy for her from the bottom of her heart, but she couldn't laugh, and that expression made the priest feel awkward when she saw it.