"what happened?"
When the smoke dispersed, the suspended Selt's expression changed, and his eyes suddenly turned away from Archbishop Anthony.
A dark figure stood in the huge pit in the middle of the main hall, dust was constantly shaking off the feathers on the outside. In the middle of the figure, a silver-white mask moved automatically without wind.
"Your blood...has been contaminated."
A male voice sounded softly.
Under the pure black leather gloves, a blood-red double-headed knife appeared, with bright red flames burning on it.
The next second, it was suddenly separated from the buckle in the middle of the handle!
"Only a glorious death can heal you!"
The tone of his voice suddenly rose, and the hollow eyes of the beak stared at the royal demigod!
The madness and distortion are evident in the words.
A faint smoke spread out from around the figure, symbolizing that he had consumed a dangerous elixir.
【Animal Blood Pills】
[The pills banned by the Healing Church are roughly composed of coagulated beast blood and can make the inhuman blood in the user's body 'boil'. 】
[Tear the enemy's flesh and blood and bathe in the opponent's blood. This will give the user extraordinary strength and strength. 】
At the same time, the sense of crisis that Selt could feel from him was rising steadily, and his spirituality was frantically warning him in his mind, reminding him that the opponent was in a completely different state from the beginning, when he didn't even dodge the slashes.
"Archbishop Anthony!" Selt shouted for support while retreating.
"Movement is prohibited here!"
"Trespassing is a crime!"
However, the slow-moving figure when facing the Nighthawks now showed shocking speed. Even with the constraints of extraordinary abilities, the black shadow could only be visible to the naked eye.
Selt's ability made several holes in the opponent's clothing during the confrontation, but only exposed a hole inside.
The black crow feathers drew a slender arc in the hall, and along with the burning flames on the blade, locked onto the demigod a few meters away!
Cracks burst into the ground!
This is the trajectory of the projection and the extraordinary abilities of the royal demigods competing against each other.
"Dark night!"
In the background, Archbishop Anthony sang solemnly with a solemn expression.
Thick black fog enveloped the damaged hall!
However, it did not play its due role.
The next second, scarlet flames suddenly appeared, cutting through the blinding fog!
The bright firelight made Selt's ugly face, dripping with cold sweat, clearly visible even at night.
The blade follows closely!
"No fire here!"
"Imprisonment!" the royal demigod roared.
The blade seemed to lose its sharpness and speed in an instant, and suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Even the flames stopped for a moment.
But the next second, thin lines like broken glass spread out from the locked space...
"Click!"
The huge power drew the sword back from the extraordinary imprisonment!
Selt's eyes widened in disbelief.
In mid-air, the crow feathers seemed to be real wings, and they suddenly unfolded as the young man leaped into the air.
On the left and right hands, the cold sharp edges were raised high.
Whoosh——
Selt quickly retreated in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the arc of the long knife.
It's a pity that immediately...
"boom!!"
The scarlet flame blade arc delayed for a few seconds, then opened without any warning, creating a terrifying gash in the demigod's chest!
The blood pours out crazily without stopping!
The huge cross knife penetrated his broad chest and cut open the entire body. The broken pieces of flesh could no longer support the internal structure, and scarlet and white organs continued to flow from the wound.
In just a few dozen seconds, the demigod was on the verge of death!
The Archbishop of Night next to him had a solemn expression and found that his extraordinary abilities and dreams were ineffective on the other party, as if the powers overlapped.
As a result, the rest of his abilities, which are mostly auxiliary, are difficult to use in battle.
But in the eyes of the dying Selt, the other party was just standing by and watching.
And the royal family, which was supposed to help him through blood, was even more silent.
'There's no chance of winning.'
He judged immediately.
At the border between life and death, determination appeared in Salt's eyes.
If George III hadn't recently issued a death order, requiring all demigods to step up their efforts to hunt down the murderer of the Capin case, he wouldn't be in the current situation.
Want to make him an outcast? There is no way!
Selt's spirituality traced his bloodline in reverse and exploded with powerful power.
"exile!"
The moment the long sword was swung downwards, the space suddenly distorted, and Crow Feather's figure was directly wiped out like an order!
…
The space is like the eye of a hurricane that is spinning all around, making you look dizzy.
But he's used to it.
The "exiled" projection calmly grasped the handle of the knife in his hand, waiting for the short teleportation to end.
Then teleport back and fight the demigod.
The invisible figure under his silver beak mask actually has a face that is exactly the same as Yager's, but with a completely different expression.
In addition to distortion and madness, there is also an arrogance that ignores all things.
Oh, but that's actually not very accurate.
Because after taking the animal blood pills, dense blood vessels had crawled out of his face. On his arms and neck, countless scarlet eyes split from the skin, turning "Gurgling", constantly capturing the information around him.
.
He is completely different from Yager who tried hard to maintain his human form.
However, the projection himself used these new organs without any trouble.
Although the countless red granulation tentacles are invisible, they can use their real forms to silently roll out several yellowing needles, waiting for quick treatment when injured.
Weird runes flickered in his ever-changing pupils.
.......
Late at night, George III was sitting in the secret palace. With deep anger, he threw the colorful vase on the table to the ground!
"Wow!"
The flying ceramic shards flew towards the surrounding royal lords with sharp edges, but no one dared to dodge.
Almost all of these high-ranking, gray-haired senior officials lowered their noble heads and stood aside to listen to the king's reprimand.
"A bunch of trash!!"
George III's face was twisted with anger, and his muscle lines twitched weirdly, looking a little funny.
"What have you been doing for four whole days? What have you been doing!"
"So many Sequence Three! Sequence Four! I couldn't catch a single cultist in four days! Drinking the magic potion would be worse than feeding it to a dog!"
"Now that Selt is going to have trouble in front of the Church of the Night, do you think they won't become suspicious after seeing his unusual Beyonder characteristics?!"
Every word in the question is worthy of refutation by the serving lords below.
For example, the cultists are obviously not ordinary cultists of the same level as the extraordinary person who died suddenly at the door of the Church of Storms, but a saint who can survive three church archbishops and even injure one person.
And, even if Celt didn't attack St. Samuel's Cathedral, the church was still suspicious of them.
But no one said it.
No more than the nobility, these royal families are a group deeply bound to the honor and disgrace of George III.
They have no right to refute.
If the king fails to become a god, they all risk war and destruction.
This chapter has been completed!