The walker from Xingyue, Demon King Rimuru!

"Thousands of avatars are much more useful than those [-] to [-] ghouls." Limulu said bluntly: "My avatars are extremely good at...fighting in the fog!"

"...Besides, you should know one of Brad's abilities, right?"

"Hmm...Of course." Elte Lucy stared at the sea of ​​blood rushing away, was slightly taken aback, then nodded suddenly: "People who are buried in Brad's sea will eventually assimilate into his ghosts and serve as his ghosts." fight."

"Did you even inherit this...?"

"Although it may make you unhappy, I still want to remind you that it is not inheritance." Limulu reminded: "It is plunder."

He didn't deny it, which meant it was true.

That's right, regardless of whether they were injured or died, their blood would be absorbed by this sea of ​​blood, and the blood absorbed by the sea of ​​blood... would eventually turn into a new avatar to kill their... companions!

……

On the other side, a few kilometers away from the frontal battlefield, Fufu's figure was like a silver lightning bolt. While galloping through the forest, she didn't forget to mutter dissatisfiedly about that damn bastard.

The peninsula is such a big place. Although the city the magicians sneak into is not far from the frontal battlefield, it is still more than ten kilometers away. It is a pet with four legs that is usually held by the owner. It walked so fast, he actually had the heart to let it span more than ten kilometers? !

However, since Limuru deliberately reminded it to go to the frontal battlefield with the excuse that it needs itself in the frontal battlefield, it means that the group of low-quality garbage in the frontal position is really vulnerable, right?

Hmph, sure enough, it's not up to me, Casey, in the end...

Boom! ! !

Just when the white dog proudly raised its head and was about to step out of the forest, scaring off the tens of thousands of opponents' troops, it suddenly felt a vibration like a mountain shaking, and it was caught off guard and slammed its head on the tree trunk with a bang——

It hurts!It was that damned guy who came to sneak attack...

Fufu shook her head quickly, raised her head fiercely and grinned to find the culprit, a huge shadow slowly condensed in mid-air in front of him, it was something a white dog had never seen before , an extremely terrifying and ferocious monstrous behemoth!

It was a super monster the size of a mountain!

The thick scales are shining with countless sharp blades, and the huge claws shining with cold light just fell on the ground, and the legion of hundreds of people was blown away with a bang. It opened its huge mouth and faced the large army of the entire church. It was a roar!

Roar! !

At the same time, a huge magical cannon was also drawn in the air, and Barthomello joined forces with dozens of families to launch a counterattack in an instant, flashing one after another binding magic formulas against monsters that turned into ropes in an instant Immediately pounced on the monster, and the spells targeted by the churches also attacked one after another!In just an instant, the entire lineup of the large army ushered in a tearing attack.

This made Fufu couldn't help raising her two little paws and rubbing her eyes... No, where did that big mountain-like dog come from? ! ! !

Then, before it figured out where the beast came from, it saw a monstrous bright red wave on the other side, mixed with countless ghostly blood elemental incarnations, and swallowed one in an instant. The troops on the edge, after exchanging wounds for wounds and killing them all, quickly absorbed blood and continued to breed new incarnations, like locusts, taking advantage of the chaos and killing into the nun group!

For a moment, in the hole torn apart by the huge monster, a bloody army temporarily suppressed the people in the rear while crushing it, forcing the agents to shrink the battle line and begin to retreat for a short time.

"????"

Fufu blinked, a little depressed: "You told me this is called... an emergency on the front line?!"

Chapter 067, Marshal of Magic—Bathermelo.

To be honest, Limuru was also a little taken aback by the sudden appearance of a huge monster, but he soon realized that this was the traitor from the Burial Agency, one of his allies...Melian Solomon appeared on the scene.

He re-immersed his spirit into the perception of magic power, and soon found a petite figure who had lost both arms and two empty sleeves rippling in the dark windbreaker on the cliff not far away. Rarely, he did not appear on the stage in the appearance of a priest, but directly restored his lovely face, stood indifferently on the cliff, his two arms turned into a rat king and a magic dog, and told Limulu forcefully that he To fulfill the original promise.

Oops.

Limulu opened his eyes again, looked at one of the four major monsters on the front battlefield, and suddenly chuckled: "If it really doesn't cry..."

This shot was a blow like thunder...

The magic dog is a super monster that is condensed as a fantasy. It not only has extremely high mystery and anti-magic power, but also has the characteristics of not being afraid of death. With the spread of Limulu, it is like a plague-like blood sea clone—just a moment later. At that time, it caused the tragic casualties of a corner of this army. I guess the assistant of Bathermelo didn't expect it?

Limulu shook his head with a smile. He has just arrived at the edge of the area, and he will usher in such a powerful attack...

However, it is estimated that he will react soon... Limuru still has some understanding of this court assistant, a strong woman who has ruled the Clock Tower for nearly a hundred years. The Barthemero family with an extremely strong personality, their style— —Facing the strength of the opponent, they will often use stronger means to counterattack like a thunderstorm!

This is the pride of belonging to the Barthemero family for generations!

"Go and help him?" Limuru tilted his head, looked at the girl standing obediently beside him, and said softly: "Your Highness, Mei Lian is an indispensable weapon of war, and he shouldn't die here in Cornwall." If you have to liberate this piece of land as a last resort..."

"Please be sure to release the power you hate... please."

"Do you think he will be in danger?" Erte Luqi was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and looked like Limuru in astonishment, but saw his eyes full of seriousness.

"Of course, Your Highness, because...he was...stalked by Barthumello."

When the flustered nuns began to retreat and the walkers left behind, Barthamelo Lorelei suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look at the distant cliff. In an instant, she pulled out the noble scepter at her waist like a pointer, and raised it solemnly and gracefully, slightly.

In an instant, behind her, fifty elite first-class magicians took action one after another, endless elemental auras began to circulate, and the sound of the wind began to howl—a dozen of them flew up one after another, swishing into The afterimage flew towards Melian Solomon after Bathmelo.

"Bathermelo..." Eltruchi chewed the name carefully, and soon, she found the meaning it represented from countless memories.

"The Magic Marshal who once defeated one of White Wing's plans...?"

"Ah, that's one of the glorious achievements of our court assistant." Limulu raised his hand, tilted his head and said, "I really understand the way Mei Lian Solomon chose to show his loyalty to me, but I also have to admit that his shot was a bit too hasty."

You must know that even Limulu dare not take random shots in the face of the frontal troops, and retreats the clone from this direction with confidence. One of the biggest reasons is that the Barthemero family is leading the frontal team. This is the magic marshal who has been famous throughout the ages and leads the choral team!

The so-called choral team is composed of [-] first-class magicians selected by the Magic Association from countless elite magicians every year. It is the strongest force in the magic world that can wipe out any threat. It is said that their leader is the king who stands at the apex of the magic world, Lorelei.

"Doesn't that mean you can't make a move?" Erte Luqi was a little disappointed. For some reason, she still hoped that this battle would liberate her forces for the first time and fight together with Limuru.

The successive Patriarchs of Bathermelo hated vampires extremely. In other words, not only the patriarch, but any guy born in Bathmelo, as long as he had this surname, would tirelessly treat vampires for unknown reasons. It is said that Luo Leilei, who has always been fond of rules, once gave up participating in the monarch meeting in order to crusade against vampires——

This inexplicable hostility is also the reason why Rimuru knows that she should not reveal her identity.

Maybe all monarchs don't care whether he has a seat among the Dead Apostles, but the Barthemero family is different, they will definitely care, and once they know, they will change their support without thinking, expel or even... annihilate him !

Therefore, facing Barthemelo's choral team, Limulu couldn't make a move, and he couldn't take the slightest risk of being discovered.

"It can't be said that I won't make a move." Limuru looked at Erte Luqi's disappointed eyes, and said with a smile: "Since Bathmelo is drawn away...doesn't it mean that I can deal with the large army Yet?"

In addition to Barthemelo, the frontal forces also included monarchs and magicians from the El-Melloi faction and the Archelot faction.

"Well, it's up to you." Elte Lucy wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction, then turned to conceal her breath, and flew in the direction of Melan Solomon.

"Be careful." Limulu suddenly leaned forward and grabbed her, and said softly, "Bathermelo's attribute is wind. Vacuum magic is silent and terrifying, so be careful."

"...Hmm." Elte Lucy was taken aback for a moment, then turned her head awkwardly...

"You too……"

……

Seeing the figure of Erte Luqi flying past, Limulu sighed slightly. In fact, his original plan was to let Lord Black Wing contain Bathmelo, but...he looked at Kai who was far away. In the direction of Erte Sea, over there, in the sky domain, endless synthetic beasts and top-notch magicians of transfiguration are sweeping under the leadership of the animal Kochimera. As the only king of the sky domain, Black Wing Male Can go there to organize and procrastinate.

Rao had already made full preparations. When the opponent's flood-like attack started, Limulu still fully felt that no matter how high-end forces they despise the basic bottom-end arms, the pressure they can present is still It made him feel what it means to be incapacitated.

In the final analysis, the mid-end strength that Limulu can use here is only the thousands of dead disciples under Elt Lucy.

Even the black knight, Stuart, is now in Austria as the agent of Erteluchi, leading her people to fight.

Thinking of this, Limulu shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He glanced at the magic dog that had been slowly suppressed by the restraining chains, and Limulu disappeared in place without the slightest hesitation—

A series of slashes with flashing light beams suddenly appeared out of nowhere in all directions, and hit the scaled monster of the magic dog with a bang, without hurting a single bit, but after destroying all the binding magic on him, Limulu suddenly stood On his head, at the same time, the magic dog raised its head and roared loudly.

With a bang, the ripple-like storm scattered away, overturning dozens of unprepared magicians in an instant, and smashed several nuns into pieces with one claw.

However, this also caused Limuru on top of his head to lose balance for a while, for this reason...

"Don't move around, cutie." He stomped his feet dissatisfied, released a huge aura of true ancestors, and said softly, "Don't you remember me?"

"You..." A violent but thunderous voice sounded from the bottom of Limulu's heart: "I will never forget your annoying voice."

"That's good." Hearing this, Limulu raised his head indifferently, and said with a chuckle, "But obviously, now we are going to fight together."

"Go! Goras!!"

"Grass?"

"I gave you a new name, do you like it?"

"..." He didn't like it at all. What kind of crappy name is this?

At this time, Limulu suddenly felt something. Looking towards a certain direction on the ground, he saw a monstrous phantom that knocked down dozens of agents in an instant, and then a white stupid dog flashed left and right in the crowd. Moved, ran towards him frantically.

Yo, is Fufu aware of the threat of falling out of favor?Actually so anxious.

Seeing that Fufu kicked high and fast, quickly jumped onto the huge back of the magic dog and ran towards him, Limulu couldn't help but raised his hand to catch it in a funny way, when he saw Fufu Fu's eyes were fixed, and a piercing breath came, and she kicked fiercely!

This action is not good!

Before Limulu could recover, she felt that her cheek was kicked by a soft claw, and the huge impact hit her face: "Fu...Fufu kick?"

boom!

Limulu's cheeks turned into bloody splashes again, and Fufu fell into the arms of Limulu's headless corpse at the next moment with peace of mind, and said arrogantly: "Hmph! Damn bastard."

"During the war, can you two be more serious?" Ling Lie's attacks hit the huge body of the magic dog one after another, and the magic dog who was trampled under the feet of one person and one dog said in their hearts dissatisfied: " Don't think that you two are the same ancestors as Mei Lian, so you can step on my head wantonly."

boom!A magic cannon shot down among the crowd in the distance, and the endless blood suddenly bloomed like flowers, and one after another blood incarnations slowly condensed in the strangulation, interrupting the magic dog's words, Limulu slightly turned his head back Condensed, chuckled and said, "What did you say?"

As the dense fog spread, the incarnations of the sea of ​​blood slowly gathered together, forming a phalanx of nearly ten thousand people around the magic dog. Seeing this, the magicians retreated in unison in an instant in tacit understanding, no longer attacking, and turned around. Instead, it became a defensive stance.

"Great deterrence." Limulu lowered his eyes and looked at the troops that abruptly began to retreat. Limulu put down the white beast in his arms and said softly: "It is the proof of our qualifications."

"..."

The magic dog was silent, but the rear command of the magician and the pope suddenly fell into chaos.

"Damn it..." Under the huge shadow, the pupils of the besieging magicians shrank, and their brows furrowed tightly: "It's the white knight and the primate killer... everyone backs up, defensive tactics, really! Damn, at this time..."

When encountering a huge threat, magicians' habitual self-preservation characteristics and independence are revealed. I saw them disperse in an instant, releasing various defensive methods in an instant. But the substitutes and the exposed nuns suffered—without the suppression and protection of the magician, the death and injury expanded almost instantly in a one-sided manner.

Seeing the chaos in the front due to the leaderless dragons, the popes in the rear also felt a little bit distressed. Now, they have also reacted. Maybe the other party just took advantage of Barthumello's character of responding to provocations. This tactic of diverting the tiger away from the mountain was deliberately implemented, but the problem is...

"Lord El-Melloi needs to escort Professor Tempest back to the Clock Tower, so what about Monarch Achelot?!"

"Uh... As for Lidal, she should go back together at this time, right?" Tess scratched his head and said helplessly.

"???"

"Bullshit!!"

"?" Hearing this, Tes frowned, and said in an unhappy tone: "Pay attention to your tone, Pope Smith, our Magic Association is just a cooperative relationship with you, and is not affiliated to the superior or inferior. To be precise, we have the right to decide How our men attack and retreat."

"you……"

"Okay, don't say a few words." A white-haired old woman suddenly said, stopping another pope from speaking, looking at the raging monsters in front of her, she turned her head and said: "Your Excellency Tess, Presumably you also know that this time the frontal offensive team must be first-class magicians and agents, so in terms of overall strength, what we are afraid of is not a white knight and a primate killer."

"It's the coordination between the two."

"Although the magician's joint combat ability is powerful, it must have an existence command that can convince the crowd. This is why you have the title of Marshal of Magic."

The existence of the magician corps has always been the biggest threat to the church. The magician corps in joint operations will not exceed a hundred people at most. The human army launched an extremely terrifying attack—and the rule of the twelve sects, where the head of the family commanded more than a dozen first-class magicians from the sects, was itself a weakened version of the magician army.

"And now, I think, in the huge organization of the Magic Association, in the entire magic command system, Lord Barthamelo will not be able to support it alone, right?"

"Tsk." Hearing this, Tess Gaiusling narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a slight smile, "I understand what you mean, but it's a pity that I can't take on this responsibility."

"Because the Magic Marshal not only needs a strong commanding ability, but also must be strong enough to rival the monarch. Otherwise, the beheading tactics will become the most deadly factor in destroying the Magic Army, even if it is a temporary army..."

"I don't want to be targeted by the White Knight."

"Does Your Excellency Gaius have any other good ideas?" Hearing this, the old woman pressed her step by step: "It was agreed at the beginning that the three of your sides will bear the main pressure of the frontal battle, and we will be responsible for giving the greatest assistance. Support, but now, do you want to watch the enemy act recklessly among our poor believers, while your magicians only care about praying pitifully beside you, isn't it you who died?"

"Such a powerful coalition army, is it possible that they will be defeated under the deterrence of the two ancestors? Hehe, if this word is released, the prestige of the Magic Association will probably face a severe blow, right?"

Chapter 068, Lidelle who wants to steal?

"But the problem is, even if you come forward to assume the responsibility of being the commander, you can't change the current situation." Tess narrowed his eyes, and pointed to the huge shadow in front of him - although the magic dog was a huge deterrent, it died on the ground. It has the least life in its hands.

What really made the agents and magicians retreat one after another, what was unrivaled was the ancestor "Primate Killer" that spread like ripples and wiped out all human beings after almost every time the condensed phantom roared!

"You have to be clear, even Barthumello can't order a group of magicians to die when they know they must die, let alone me?"

"Even Limuru Tempest, the super-class magician who is closest to the monarch and has recently become famous, can't resist a single blow. Now he has been sent to the Tower of London urgently. Anyone willing to go up there?"

"Primate killers are not impossible to fight..." Tess said helplessly: "According to the original plan, it should be our Undead Lord of the Spirit Division, Your Excellency Urifis, who is responsible for fighting against primate killers."

Just as Limuru's plan to let Lord Black Wing fight Barthomello was ruthlessly broken, the enemy will often never let you get what you want. Urifis, the faction that summons the undead and saves lives, but for some unknown reason, there has been no news so far.

"In this case... Could it be that you have no other preparations?" Hearing this, the old woman was obviously dissatisfied, and she further said: "Didn't the so-called super-class magician give you a plan before he fell down?" Any useful advice?"

"Suggestion? Ah, yes." Tess looked up indifferently at the raging demon dog and white beast in front of him, as well as the white knight standing on top of the demon dog, letting the magic power sway and let the blood army crazily harvest, suddenly chuckled. : "Our numbers have an absolute advantage, so..."

"Using people to top it, taking life piles, and consuming its stamina, but as elite magicians, we obviously won't do this kind of thing."

He turned his head, looked at the old woman's gloomy face and said: "As the first advance troops to arrive at the battlefield, Pope, you don't have a clear position for yourself? Or, you don't have a clear position for your subordinates. Is there a clear position?"

"The so-called believers are not exactly your church..."

"The most qualified cannon fodder?"