From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle

The whirring hurricane was almost stained red with blood. The residues of various buildings, broken wood, and boulders were faintly visible under the sweep of the elemental storm, and the newly involved giants were instantly melted. It was crushed into powder, and it made a teeth-piercing sound, but during the hurricane, there was an almost negligible lavender glow.

Contra looked at the scene in front of him with a serious face, and clenched his fists tightly. He had to admit that with his own ability, he was obviously unable to do what he wanted. Although he was unwilling, the matter of adults was obviously more important than his poor dignity. many.

Exhaling heavily, Contra said to the guard captain beside him:

"Sa Luo, how many people do we have?"

The middle-aged guard captain said with some trepidation:

"My lord, there are less than 300 people in the guard team regrouped now. If you add the separated and missing ones, there should be about 350 people."

"Three hundred and fifty people?"

Contra repeated, but his heart seemed to be blocked by something. The guards of the city lord's mansion, the minimum cultivation level, are all beheaded by a hundred people, and a thousand people can be said to be absolutely elite. Although they are not as strict as the city guards, But these people are all selected according to his standards. Almost every single soldier is definitely a good player with one against ten. Now, it is just a small chamber of commerce family, which makes him lose 60%. This makes Conte Where can I accept it.

The mood that had just calmed down became worse again, and Contra's face became even more gloomy. He exhaled deeply three times in a row, and finally said:

"Saro."

The middle-aged captain of the guard, with a thrill in his heart, almost replied in a trembling voice:

"yes…"

Contra said in a low voice as if he didn't notice Salo's tone:

"Send a magic rescue signal, requesting reinforcements."

After saying this, Contra seemed to have been drained of energy, and he picked up the wine tank in a slump, and began to pour wine into his mouth without any scruples.

When Salo heard Contra's order, he couldn't believe it at first, but he heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He was really afraid that he, an unreasonable adult, would let them rush to kill that fundamental man regardless of the cost. An enemy that cannot be solved with the life of heaven and man.

He took a deep look at Contra, bowed to accept the order, and retreated quickly. A moment later, a red magic beam of light flew up in the sky, and when it reached the highest point, it exploded, forming a suggestion The outline of the volcano logo, this logo is the emblem of this generation of the city lord's mansion...

When Russell saw the volcano emblem, the corners of his mouth curled into an imperceptible arc. He didn't speak, but as if he didn't see it, he picked up a piece of meat and slowly put it into his mouth.

As for the head of the family who has been sitting at this table as a supporting role, his face changed. He looked at Fan Helsing imperceptibly, then lowered his head and kept silent. For him, sitting at this table is really a sight. Shanda, whether it was Russell or Fan Helsing, gave him a sense of oppression like a mountain. Although the two of them did not release their aura without any scruples, the gap between the two big realms still made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles .

Of course, there is another reason for this, that is, the power formed by staying in the top position for a long time, which is not comparable to their Hester firm.

Fan Helsing turned his head and glanced at the garish volcano emblem in the air, and said lightly:

"Patriarch Russell seems to be very interested in my successor, isn't he?"

Russell frowned, feeling a little surprised that Van Helsing suddenly brought up the old story again, but still nodded and said:

"Just now, Lord City Master said that Popo City is your back-up. In fact, I'm quite interested."

"Since the patriarch is so interested, I will make a move and let the patriarch evaluate it."

Van Helsing suddenly turned his head and looked directly at Russell with a confident smile on his face.

Russell didn't expect Van Helsing to be so confident, but he also understood that Van Helsing looked at him so indifferently now, which was also a strong performance. If he backed down now, he would be suppressed by him, so he also smiled lightly, without any hesitation. Looking back at Fan Helsing, he said in his mouth:

"It's an honor for Russell to be able to witness the martial arts of the little lord level."

Hearing what Russell said, Van Helsing suddenly couldn't help laughing wildly:

"Hahaha, Patriarch Russell takes this elemental storm too seriously. This kind of thing still requires me to use the martial arts of the little lord? One drop of blood is enough."

While speaking, Fan Helsing had cut a wound with his finger, and a drop of bright red blood overflowed from the wound and floated into the air.

The huge fire meteor dragged a long crimson fire tail across half of the sky, heading towards the blast of the elemental storm.

Huoyun swept down with gusts of wind, whizzing down, as if even the air was going to be burned~www.readwn.com~ Its power makes people feel a small sense of powerlessness for no reason at first sight, and even lose resistance.

Seeing the Huoyun that covered the sky and the sun in front of him suddenly condense into shape, with such a strong destructive aura, Russell's fingers trembled slightly. He never expected that Van Helsing could launch such a tyrannical attack with just a light drop of blood .

Even though he knew very well that the opponent's backhand was the protective barrier placed above Popo City's head, he was still shocked. As he had a relatively thorough understanding of the rules and secrets of the fire element, the magical power of the fire element in front of him was astonishing. It can already be regarded as a single forbidden curse.

"Hehe, Patriarch Russell, how is it? The protective barrier in our Popo City is not bad. I know that you are quite proficient in the mysteries of the fire element. Why don't you comment on one or two?"

Seeming to see through Russell's mind, Fan Helsing suddenly laughed, and said seemingly unintentionally.

Russell's complexion changed, and he said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty's attack is really extraordinary, but the power of a single drop of blood can activate such an amazing barrier power, which really opened Russell's eyes. If it wasn't for the fact that the barrier barrier cannot Moving without permission, I really doubt that the Lord City Lord is a Forbidden Curse Mage."

Fan Helsing laughed, and waved his hands modestly:

"Lord Russell is really exaggerating. I'm not just trying to take advantage of it. Popo City is also an ancient city of ten thousand years. Naturally, this protective barrier is also ten thousand years old. The elemental energy accumulated in ten thousand years is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary magicians. Yes, that’s not counting. To enhance the endurance of the enchantment, you need to spend a large amount of magic spar each time. The number of times that such a powerful fire and sky punishment can be used is actually limited, at most ten times. It’s only one time, and it also needs to cooperate with the blood of the city lord, the price is really too high.”