Chapter 780: The Devil's Backhand
"Hahahaha" Just as the morale of the reinforcements from Little Will's side was high and the situation of the hell demons took a sharp turn for the worse, the demon leader, the Sin Demon, suddenly laughed out loud.
"I didn't expect that you are actually a wizard god-favored person. It's so interesting. Little guy, you are not naive enough to think that you can do anything to me with these ants, right?" The Sin Demon showed a sarcastic smile on his face.
"This poor guy is full of desires. He wants to seize the position of the Blood God and occupy the Blood God's kingdom. In order to achieve his ambition, he even sacrificed a lot of flesh and blood souls to me. I also gave him a lot of knowledge of hell." The Sin Demon showed a sarcastic smile on his furry face.
"Do you really think that this poor guy can use these high-level knowledge well? Are those failed products really caused by his operating errors?" A pair of hands suddenly stretched out from behind the Sin Demon.
"Wake up, sleeping soul, vent out all the pain and torture you have suffered, and all your resentment and anger!" A deep voice came, and in the gradually drying blood pool, blood-red figures stood out, which were the failed products of the blood evils and so-called blood slaves.
"How is this possible?!" Neil, the blood clan marquis, was shocked and couldn't believe what he saw. How could these failed products have such a strong aura? The aura of tens of thousands of second-level strongmen shocked everyone.
However, the face of Neil, the fourth-level blood clan marquis, was full of clouds. He wanted to vent his anger but didn't know who to vent it to. Why did the blood evils he created only have the strength of the first-level or the bottom of the first level? Turning around, a stranger simply said a spell accompanied by a strange rhythm, and tens of thousands of blood evils that should have been thrown into the blood pool by him actually revived, and their strength reached the amazing second level.
"Little ghost, your so-called successful blood slaves are truly failed products. These so-called blood evils are just unfinished products. You lack the last two steps, awakening the spirit and stimulating." The person who spoke did not show his face, but his aura was not low at all. He punched hard, passed through the entrance of the space channel and went three inches deep into the kingdom of God, and shot out a blood-red light, which went straight to the forehead of the blood clan Marquis Neil.
Danger, danger, extremely dangerous!
Marquis Neil did not care about his face and dignity, and rolled over to avoid it. The blood-red light exploded directly in the air and turned into stars of blood gas to cover the blood evil army.
Xiao Weier directly sprinkled countless holy waters, and the water attribute witchcraft was activated. Countless drops of holy water condensed quickly hit those blood evils.
"Ah~Ah~Ah~" After all, the amount of holy water is limited. Even if Xiao Weier saw through their weaknesses, he could only knock down one-tenth at a time and let them return to the blood pool. After that trace of blood-red light fell into the blood evil body, they collectively broke out and roared towards Xiao Weier and others.
"Should we go so far? Nearly 10,000 level 2 monsters." Little Will couldn't help but feel a little headache. He had just limited his strength, but they had built a large army against the limit, a monster army that had been prepared for 800 years and was not afraid of life and death.
Marquis Neil found himself in a very dangerous situation. The Blood God was hostile to him, and the Hell side regarded him as a chess piece that could be sacrificed at any time, and even showed malice to him without caring.
Humph, I have opened a gap in the passage, and the rest is a dog-eat-dog fight. Whether the wizards are annihilated or the Hell side loses soldiers, Neil will feel very happy, provided that he can stay out of it.
With a long cry, two four-legged flying dragons were summoned by him. Marquis Neil jumped on the flying dragon and fled directly to the distance. You fight your own battles, and this Marquis will only choose the final winner. If both of you lose, this Marquis doesn't mind picking up the bargain.
The deterrent power of the two level 3 sub-dragons is still not small. Marquis Neil is a senior and old blood clan demigod, and he still has some good things in his hands.
"It's troublesome." Little Will scratched his head, looking at the blood evil who rushed up fearlessly, he could only further release the strength limit, "I declare in my name that the strength limit of the fifth floor of the Blood Soul Tower is Saint level!" 62
Far Sea Lord Bolton. Serena, Dean of the Mitis Wizard Academy, Saint Wizard Colen, Saint Wizard Serena, Saint Wizard Richie, Saint Wizard Pollock suddenly felt light all over, and some kind of restraint left him, and the attack power in his hands increased several times in an instant.
Segoris, the steel man, and the barbarian holy warrior looked at each other, and a bright smile appeared on their faces at the same time and rushed up quickly.
"Now it's our turn."
"Just a fake second-level monster, destroy it under my sword!"
"Barbarians will never be slaves!"
Eight Saint-level masters stood in the front line, blocking the blood evil army at the edge of the blood pool. Julian immediately turned the muzzle of the gun, and the magic device "Boom! Boom! Boom!" bombarded wildly.
The Knights of the Wall Temple threw their magic spells into the space channel one by one, which annoyed the Sin Demons, but they were helpless. The mutant magic spells of the Knights of the Wall Temple were not powerful, but they were very strange and difficult to deal with.
Because they have a very strange characteristic, they are unstoppable and ignore defense.
Bishop Bamburu, the new white cardinal of the Church of the God of Craftsmen, poured buckets of holy water into the magic guide equipment, and then released a rain of flowers to kill the blood pool. The water blades composed of holy water tore the bodies of those bloody people, corroding their bodies like sulfuric acid.
"The body has decayed. How can a body that is forcibly condensed by smelly blood restrain a free soul?" Segoris showed a very sarcastic smile on his face, and a small boat flew out in his hand. The boat grew bigger in the wind and turned into a huge monster over a hundred meters in a blink of an eye. On it, white souls sang beautiful and peaceful songs.
Lilith commanded the night spirit cat to shout at the blood evil that was injured by holy water in the blood pool. The blood evil's body was torn into pieces, and souls flew out one after another and were taken to the Styx ferry. In a blink of an eye, more than 30% of the tens of thousands of blood evils were solved.
In the distant sky, Marquis Neil inevitably showed a trace of jealousy on his face, "Styx ferry, damn it, damn it, damn it, a mere third-level soul singer, how can he possess such a treasure? Such a treasure should belong to the blood clan with noble blood."
Although he knew that the Styx ferry was the deathly holy weapon built by the god of death Lamode for soul singers, Neil still couldn't help being jealous.
After Xiao Weir led the contestants of the Blood God Trial to join the battle group, the Blood Sin Army inevitably fell into a disadvantage. Holy water can corrode the Blood Sin, but it can only promote it when facing the blood-sucking vines, and will not produce resistance. The blood-sucking vines in Xiao Weir's hands are connected to the Tree of Life in the Snow Wood World. How can the holy water cause harm to it?
The Blood Sin, who has recovered a little bit of consciousness, has improved its combat effectiveness a lot, but it still cannot defy the will of the master. It rushes to kill Xiao Weir and others one after another. Knowing that it will be a death, it is still controlled to act like a moth to a flame.
Their sacrifice is exchanged for the arrival of the second team of organized demon army. Lava demons, gargoyles, and flaming demons, thousands of first- and second-level hell demons come to kill, and a group of constructed wizards fight hard. Various magic guides swallow and spit magic stones and bombard continuously, but they can only retreat and defend step by step.
This is another terrible thing about the hell demons: fearless and fearless!
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