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Chapter 622 Future Gospel
When such abnormalities suddenly appeared in their bodies, their first reaction was whether they were hallucinating.

During these crucial few seconds, they didn't have time to do anything, and they didn't have time to confirm what was wrong with their bodies, so the ending was natural.

"what--!!"

After the first scream resounded, as if some switch had been turned on, the soldiers screamed frantically one after another like a competition.

They all jumped up one by one, slapped and scratched their whole body vigorously, tore their hair and skin, their complexions were distorted to the extreme, and they danced and danced as if they were insane.

Immediately after—

Accompanied by the scalp-numbing sounds of skin cracking and muscle shattering, they all became bloody men in an instant.

Under the super pressure, their hearts shattered instantly, but it was also at this last moment that it forced a large amount of blood to break through the arteries, veins and capillaries, and burst out from every pore of the human body!

For a moment, blood gathered into a river, and the whole world was dyed blood red.

Everyone's face is full of disbelief and fear, but they can't make any reaction, the life force is rapidly passing from their shattered bodies, their bodies are getting colder and colder, and their consciousness is getting more and more blurred.

In just ten seconds, the blood and souls of tens of thousands of strong humans were directly drawn away, gathering into a mass of terrifying scarlet mist, and being sucked into the sky.

And because of the uninterrupted rain of dense blood, the existence of this dense red mist was well confused, and the other dead disciples had no time to stop it.

He could only watch helplessly as the night of Wallachia descended, reaping the lives of tens of thousands of people in an instant, and sending their blood to the crow storm in the distance.

Lord Black Wing came in person, projecting a dark "world of death" with his huge crow body several kilometers in length, and the endless tide of crows covered the entire park.

So far, no Dead Apostle has been able to break into it, because the inherent enchantment of "Never Return" is really too targeted for vampires. No matter who the Dead Apostle faces the Black Wing Lord, there is no chance of winning.

There is only a dead end if you face it directly, and there is only a dead end if you don't distance yourself.

The only hope is to count on his inherent enchantment to run out of magic power, unable to sustain it.After all, the huge energy and cost doomed this ability to not last long.

Except for Nero's special type of inherent enchantment that has escaped the world's correction, even the concept of an inherent enchantment that has become a natural phenomenon like the night of Wallachia, at most it will disappear overnight. Dissipate on its own.

Naturally, it is impossible for the Black Wing Lord to last one night, and being able to maintain the inherent enchantment ability normally for an hour is enough to shock the world.

But now, the blood of tens of thousands of people has been pooled, and countless magical powers have been extracted-with such support, how strong will the endurance of Black Wing Lord be?
one night?
At that time, the day lily will be cold!

The moonlight in the sky has become illusory at some point, and some illusory feelings appear to some extent.Moreover, the edge of the bright moon has begun to be slightly stained with a faint blood red color.

This is not a good sign.

All the dead disciples present felt a little cold, as if they saw a red moon hanging high in the sky, looking down indifferently at the sight of all creatures and creatures on the earth.

That prophecy is likely to become a reality before the end of this long night.

——"The vermilion moon is about to come!"

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A woman with sky-blue pupils gives a cold, mechanical impression.

She climbed up in the alley where the buildings on both sides collapsed and became ruins. The corpse of the dead under her body really became a corpse, and there was no possibility of recovery.

Pulling out the "Seventh Holy Book", Xier gasped violently, recovering her excessively depleted physical strength. She is the seventh-ranked performer in the burial organization of the Holy Church. She holds a weapon like the Seventh Holy Book and does not Not surprisingly.

But even though she was a member of the Church of the Holy Church and joined the battlefield of hunting and killing the apostles, she was not a human being, or in other words, she was no longer a human being.

Once the reincarnation of Roa, the snake of infinite reincarnation, she has obtained unimaginable qualifications like a blessing in disguise——

Not only does it include the ability to fight vampires, but its own potential also surpasses that of humans.Possesses excellent motor skills, and can even fight defensively against average Noble Phantasm servants.

The most important thing is that she also gained immortality, and will be resurrected immediately after being killed.

It seems to be because of the characteristics obtained after she was liberated as the reincarnation of Roa. As long as Roa is not dead, she will not die either, unless she is targeted by the ability to directly point to the essence and kill with one blow, such as the magic eye of death. up.

In other words, it is Roa who is still reincarnated, and somehow became Xier's phylactery, like some liches who have studied necromancy to the extreme.

It's just that the characteristics she possesses are not the legendary characteristics that she deliberately planned, but are completely weird phenomena caused by a series of coincidences.

"What a bunch of troublesome things..."

Xier looked at the burning city in front of him, and it seemed that all around had been turned into ruins.

She couldn't find the church monks of the same team, and she didn't plan to find them, because the possibility of them surviving was very small.Her own strength is already close to that of Zu, but she is still in danger frequently on such a battlefield...

It can be said that if it weren't for the undead physique that is stronger than any dead disciples, Xier would have died a long time ago.

The injuries on her body are recovering rapidly, but this woman did not rush out rashly.

Although the nearest battlefield is just a scene where a large group of monsters and familiars of Warcraft fight against each other, the battlefields of the Black Knight and the White Wing Lord are also hovering nearby. The two most ancient dead apostles are the culprits who created a large area of ​​urban ruins nearby. culprit.

White Wing is the king of the Dead Apostles who has lived for 4000 years, but the seat of the Black Knight is the sixth ancestor. He is also the oldest Dead Apostle and he is not inferior to White Wing.

The battle between two people who sacrificed their lives will definitely end with the complete defeat of one person, maybe even two people.

But before that, if Xier dared to approach, she would definitely be one of the funeral objects.

Even if it can be resurrected, it's fine, but as long as there is a choice, who would foolishly kill others?It wasn't a great ride, and the "like a dream" thing was bullshit.

Death is more painful than anything else!
Taking a deep breath, he took the communicator and prepared to contact other monks in the church, but before Xier could take a few steps, he noticed that there was an extra figure in front of him.

Subconsciously, she quickly backed up, picked up the Seventh Holy Tome and faced the opponent, preparing to enter the process of fighting for her life again.

Then I saw the girl sighing helplessly, put down the big suitcase she was carrying, and looked at the dark cloud and the storm of crows in the distance.

Aoko Aozaki was very annoyed at the moment, or should be said to have collapsed.

Before, she wanted to find a place to stay, so she had to look at the situation first, but she never expected that the apartment area she went to was the base camp of vampires. field.

Then after killing dozens of vampires, facing the cooperation of those ancestors who rushed over, she could only choose to retreat in some embarrassment.

Although he is the fifth magician, although he is particularly talented in destructive magic, Aozaki Aoko is still a young human being. It is a bit whimsical to want to kill the 27 ancestors in a purely frontal battle.

And magic also needs to be prepared in advance. It doesn't mean that you can do whatever you think of.

So until now, she has been wandering around the city with her suitcase, and it is only now that she is finally really ready.But even so, she chose Lord Black Wing.

Compatibility of attributes is a very important thing. For example, White Wing Lord and Black Knight are completely head-on collisions of hard power, and there are too few things that are evenly matched on the battlefield.

In many cases, the mutual restraint of attributes and abilities is emphasized. For example, the Black Winged Man is specially aimed at the Dead Apostles, and the White Beast is specially aimed at the Primates.

Aoko Aozaki does not have the confidence to collide head-on with the King of Dead Apostles like Bai Yigong, because the opponent has no weaknesses, but Black Wing Lord's inherent barrier is his strongest and weakest, because it is only for vampires. power.

Therefore, facing the Black Wing Lord who can suppress the White Wing Lord, Aozaki Aoko is confident to complete the kill.

Because she is not a blood-sucking species, she will not be specially restrained by the opponent's inherent barrier - this is the advantage of picking a good opponent, just like she will never go to the bad luck of the white beast.

A magician, a magician, no matter how strong he is, he is still human. Aoko Aozaki, who knows exactly what a primate killer stands for, doesn't want to face that monster at all.

Don't look at the big dog teaming up with the white knight now, and it is still fighting a mere Nero. This is purely because there are not many real primates hunted by it on this battlefield.

As long as it is a human being, it is better not to appear in front of that magic dog.

Otherwise, the title of magician would not have any attribute bonuses, and would not be exempt from the absolute right to kill primates, anyone would be torn into pieces and swallowed.

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On this battlefield, the dimension where the ruler resides is untouchable by anyone.

That is the real world.

At this time, the first heavy snow has ushered in, and the snowfall is so cold that it seems to freeze the season.Even at night, the white crystals are still falling, and the streets of Guanbuzi City are as dead as the ice age.

It's not some incomprehensible abnormal situation. After all, the battlefield officially opened at the end of summer, and then it was separated from the concept of reality to form an independent demiplane of different space.

From that time, three months have passed in the real world.

After all, what Mu Xiu set up from the very beginning is that the King of the Moon can come only after three changes in the moon phase. The so-called gathering of countless blood and magic power can speed up the setting——

It's just that he added it later in order to make the conflict more intense.

No matter how many dead disciples were killed or injured, there was no way to speed up the process of Zhu Yue's arrival, because the body he reshaped for the other party was not the physique of the true ancestor at all, but the body of a god.

The endowment of divinity is not meaningless.

However, in order to give them hope and motivation, Mu Xiu controlled the change of time based on the accumulation of the number of dead vampires.

In other words, even though the battlefield was in full swing, it seemed that less than half of the long night had passed, but in fact time had been sped up.

Three months have passed, and not only is Zhu Yue about to come, but also the real world outside has entered the harsh winter season from the end of summer.

midnight.

There was no one to be seen on the road, only the light from the street lamps resisting the curtain of snow.

Mu Xiuxiu was wandering aimlessly in the streets, or walking in a certain direction unconsciously.During this period of time, the memory fragments he had recovered had become almost complete. It was an incomparably beautiful and stinging memory.

As a matter of course, start to face the pain it brings.

And most importantly, the time until the last prophecy made by the fortune-teller with God's Eye will come true...

—has arrived.

(End of this chapter)