"This is the symbol of the Bloodwing, Osmond, you are actually the person of the Bloodwing!"

A group of people who were already suspicious of life by Bomensai saw that Osmond was actually calling for the people of the Blood Wing Runner Regiment.

This time it made everyone's eyes fall out.

Kongming Fortress is actually the force of the Blood Wing Killer Regiment.

It all seemed too unreal, and all of them felt a little unreal.

"I'm sorry everyone, but my true identity is that of the servant of the great Son of the Killing God, Meg Sauron. ”

Speaking of being someone else's servant, Osmond did not feel the slightest shame, but felt proud.

The contrast is really hard to accept.

"Heresy!" Giraud looked at Osmond with a cold gaze, as a person cultivated by the Dark Church, he was very disgusted with people in other gods.

As one of the three gods of death, the god of killing, Baal, although this guy was killed, his divinity was divided among his many children.

It is equivalent that these children are doppelgangers of Baal and are one of the tools of his resurrection.

As a believer in the goddess of darkness, it is natural that the heirs of Baal and Baal will not be able to urinate in a pot.

As Osmond's servant of the Son of Killing, Girod naturally would not give the other party a good look.

"It's an honor for me to be with you so far, but now I have to say goodbye to you.

Melo Soren, the great son of slaughter, can't help but take care of you with the blade in his hand. ”

Osmond smiled wryly.

Then the screams attracted everyone's attention, and some legendary powerhouses fought back, killing their companions.

"Osmond, what the hell do you want to do?"

Giraud looked at each other with cold eyes, and he had the intention of doing something if he didn't agree.

The other party has broken the contract, and even if he kills Osmon, he will not be punished in the slightest.

"I've said it all, the Son of Slaughter can't hold his blade anymore!"

Osmond looked reverent.

"The ritual of killing begins now, and we have been waiting thousands of miles for this day. ”

Osmond's eyes were filled with fanaticism: "You will all be sacrifices, stepping stones for Lord Melo Solon to become gods." ”

He couldn't help but be excited at the thought that there were more than 100 legendary powerhouses and even more countless professionals below the legendary level who would die in this suspicion.

One by one, the figures surrounded the legends in the melee.

"With these weak chickens and dogs, they also want to kill us...... Hahaha...... Osmond, you're joking a funny one. ”

'Giant Blade' Leopold couldn't help but laugh out loud, there were very few people who besieged them and had reached the legendary strength, let alone killed them.

"Not necessarily. ”

Osmond stretched out a finger slowly, shaking it constantly: "You will soon see what is called the power of the Son of God." ”

As soon as the words fell, a huge magic circle landed in the sky, completely enveloping the two opposing sides.

The blood-colored light curtain blocked everything.

Someone who wanted to test the light curtain and wait for the opponent's attack to fall on the light, could only splash a ripple.

That man was a legendary powerhouse, and in the face of the opponent's full force, he didn't make everyone think of it.

When the legendary powerhouse saw this, he also looked at his hands suspiciously.

"I'll show you now, the power of the Bloodwings!"

Osmond raised his arms and shouted, and those who wanted to follow him, or who wanted to be his father's servant, could not help but shout.

The blood-colored light continued to divide all the legendary powerhouses present.

Each Legendary powerhouse is sealed in a separate space.

Faced with today's dangerous situation, the trapped legends want to call for help.

"This defensive array is good, this is for your use. It's a bit of a waste. ”

Bomense tapped the light curtain lightly, a disapproving smile on his lips.

"Don't be too arrogant. Osmond's expression grew cold.

"This is the circle created by God, let your flesh and blood be used to please the great Son of God of Slaughter. ”

One by one, the light curtains opened, and the legendary powerhouses trapped inside were directly surrounded and killed by the Blood Wing Killers who rushed over.

Each house is a separate space, and they must find a way to escape it now.

The legendary powerhouse that has already been consumed is even more affected in the light curtain.

Originally, the power of the legends could only be exerted to less than half of the usual amount, and as the light of the magic circle that sealed them became more and more blazing, the limitations of their strength became more and more powerful.

Many legends can't even exert their extraordinary strength, and the killers of the other party seem to be unaffected, and begin to wantonly slaughter legendary powerhouses.

That's when they realized that Bloodwing Runner wasn't as simple and easy to deal with as they thought.

It seems that for all this, the other party has paid a lot of manpower and energy.

The strange array that appeared in the sky continued to drain the lives of those who had died, the legendary powerhouses, and those brought by the Alliance.

The more this happened, the more powerful this sealing circle became, and mysterious runes emerged from the ground.

Now the space they are in is beginning to distort, and a terrifying force is guiding the power of the messenger through the space legend to the location.

"Your master wants to be a god!"

Bomense reacted at this time, his eyes became completely cold, as proud as he was, and would never allow anyone to become a god before him.

Not to mention with the help of his power.

The voice of nothingness and ethereal came, as grand as divine might.

Yes......!

When all the recruits listened attentively to the sound coming from the distant space, a black afterimage silently pierced through the light curtain.

When everyone woke up, they were greeted by a powerful assassin stabbing his blade into the chest of Ultra 'Blade Hand'.

"It's you! ”

Girod naturally recognized the identity of the Night Demon, and immediately became furious: "Your dignified peak legend is actually willing to become one of the other party's dogs. ”

The night demon pulled out the sharp blade that had pierced Ott's chest, and the blow just now had completely shattered the opponent's heart, and there was no hope of survival.

"Dogs are so ugly. I'm just working with the other side, and the real target I'm going to kill is Bomense!"

As he spoke, the night demon had already taken an attacking stance, and then turned into a black shadow, freely shuttling through the red light curtain.

His target is none other than Bomense!

"Self-defeating guys. ”

Bomensai's eyes were cold, and his fingertips fluctuated: "Law: Soul Lock"

The invisible soul power quickly condensed into an extremely tenacious chain, and under the control of Bomense, it was like a strange spirit snake, blocking the night demon with lightning speed!

"It's up to you...!"

Bomense wanted to sneer, but before he could finish speaking, the night demon turned into a black shadow, and another figure suddenly appeared in the originally restrained body.

A sharp dagger plunged into Bomense's chest.

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