The black cat Cheng Ke sensed something was wrong from the beginning. After most of the people from the sacrificial church broke into the castle, he climbed up the thick stone pillars vigorously and nimbly, and jumped into the gap in the stone wall where the sacrificial light could shine.

Even though the walls and pillars of the castle were covered with burning torches by those worshiping the church, the black cat Chengke still felt the cold atmosphere spreading in the castle.

Sure enough, not long after, countless human blood slaves who were as skinny as firewood, bloodless, and whose eyes showed hollowness and despair crawled out of the darkness one by one and appeared in all directions of the castle courtyard.

"Meat, food, meat, food..."

Like squirming snails, they slowly surrounded the only four humans in the courtyard.

At this time, there were only two fifth-level swordsmen, a fourth-level swordsman, and a fifth-level mage left among the members of the sacrificial church in the courtyard of the castle. Behind them were a dozen restless horses.

At this time, the four sword and shield guards of the sacrificial church finally felt that something was wrong. One of the fifth-level swordsmen yelled: "Get out of the way! Get out of here if you don't want to die!"

The roar seemed to contain some kind of strange power. In the roar, the blood slave at the front fell to the ground. Before he could get up, he was stepped on by the blood slaves behind him, and gradually became silent.

The black cat Cheng Ke was almost knocked over by the strange sound. The sharp claws of his limbs clung to the solid stone wall to prevent him from falling.

There were more and more blood slaves surrounding the worshipers, and there was an endless stream of skinny figures in the darkness. There were no less than two or three hundred people.

"Something is wrong! There is a conspiracy!" said the Fifth Ring Mage, who was holding a sacrificial torch and controlling the sacrificial light. He was now the only mage here.

"Of course not!" the fifth-level swordsman who yelled at first said in a grim tone, "Viscount Dortmund!"

At this time, the blood slaves gathered together seemed to be stimulated by something, and they slowly approached the four people of the sacrificial church.

The three swordsmen looked at each other, and a ball of milky-white fighting spirit emerged from their hands. With the sword light, all the blood slaves who were ten feet away were chopped to the ground.

The next moment, as if they had received some instructions, each of the blood slaves moved quickly, swarming over with their mouths wide open.

The Wuhuan mage recited a profound and obscure spell, and with a finger of his right arm holding the staff, the flames of the sacrificial torch suddenly burst out, and a flame spurted out, hitting the several blood slaves rushing at the front.

The moment the sacrificial flames fell on the blood slaves, it was like being doused with diesel. With a bang, the flames burned even brighter. In less than a minute, these blood slaves who were touched by the sacrificial flames were burned.

It became pitch black coke.

The sacrificial torch is a unique product of the sacrificial church. It has been blessed by the cardinals of the church and has a restraining effect on evil dark creatures. The production process has always been a secret of the sacrificial church, and the annual output is less than a thousand.

. Taking out four this time has shown that the sacrificial church attaches great importance to achieving the purpose of this trip.

The sword and shield guardians of the Sacrifice Church temporarily drawn from the three major counties are all elites. Every swordsman and every mage of the Sacrifice Church are experienced in many battles. The swordsmen protect the mages, and the mages perform large-scale sacrificial rituals.

Magic, and the swordsmen cooperated with each other tacitly, and in the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred blood slaves were wiped out. Most of them were the work of the only five-ring mage in the team.

At this time, more than a dozen well-trained horses keenly sensed the danger, neighing crazily, kicking their limbs around, and knocking several blood slaves to the ground.

Soon, the four sword and shield defenders changed the battle formation. Two swordsmen protected the mage who was about to run out of magic power. The other swordsman wandered around the periphery, attracting some blood slaves. He, who was experienced in combat, wandered to

Cut off the horse's reins with a sword at the place where the horse's butt is tied.

At this time, five or six horses were already being thrown to the ground and being bitten by the blood slaves, letting out bursts of whining. Once the frightened horses broke free from the reins, they randomly stepped forward and rushed out of the castle courtyard, immediately surrounding them.

The blood slave living at the door knocked over a piece of it.

The mage used magic again, calling up the sacrificial torch, spraying out balls of sacrificial flames to support the peripheral swordsmen. This combat strategy soon had an effect. The two to three hundred blood slaves could stand less and less, and the castle courtyard was full of people.

There were putrid mutilated limbs, blood stains, and charred bone charcoal.

When there were only a dozen blood slaves left, the black cat Cheng Ke, who was clinging to the high wall of the castle, discovered that on the high building in the courtyard outside the castle, nearly twenty low-level vampires with agile hands and feet were working hard.

Push five turret-like things to the window.

They struggled to raise the base and quietly aimed at the courtyard.

In the courtyard, thirty low-level vampires relied on stone pillars and walls for cover, trying their best to entangle the four sword and shield guardians of the sacrificial church in the castle courtyard.

At this time, the black cat Cheng Ke suddenly thought of the smell of sulfur and coke in those wooden boxes with rotten surfaces and disgusting smell, and his eyes widened suddenly.

——Is this an artillery and crossbow bed?!

The four sword and shield guards of the Sacrifice Church also noticed the strange things around them, and a fifth-level swordsman suddenly roared.

"Attention, it's a crossbow! Noda Empire palace standard crossbow!"

"How could these vampires have such a thing!"

Damn——

The five-ring mage didn't care about restoring his magic power. He chanted a spell quickly in his mouth, raised the sacrificial torch high, and with the light of the staff, a burst of bright light came out, and a line of light rushed toward the sacrificial torch, and the flames of the sacrificial torch suddenly spurted out.

A stream of bright light was emitted, shooting in all directions. The low-level vampires in the place where the strong light was swept suddenly turned into black smoke and dispersed.

At this moment, the windows of the tall buildings in the courtyard suddenly burst into bright light.

The crossbows were fired and the artillery roared.

Bang——

Bang——

Four crossbow arrows spurted out towards the four sword-and-shield guardians of the sacrificial church, streaking across various trajectories in the air at extremely fast speeds, making a strange whooshing sound, which was connected with the sound of the explosion of alchemical gunpowder.

The sound of chanting the incantation suddenly stopped, and the mage who was guarding the sword and shield was shot through the whole body by a crossbow arrow. His body was nailed to the ground with a huge impact, and the sacrificial torch held high in his hand dimmed for a while, and gradually went out.

Finally, it fell to the ground with a crash.

At the same time, the other three crossbow arrows relied on the precise magic influence attached to them, and at the same time, the other three swordsmen were nailed to the ground. Even with their agile skills and simple armor, they also had powerful fighting spirit to protect their bodies. But the empire specially developed it

How could the magic crossbow miss easily against the ferocious beast of Mundo?

And the next second, the magical light of the crossbow arrow engraved with complicated runes flowed and exploded.

The huge magic explosion caused a terrible impact, which actually destroyed the courtyard wall, leaving four deep pits up to three meters deep.

The twenty vampires seemed to have never expected that the power of these four extremely heavy crossbow arrows would be so great. They instantly crucified four extremely powerful sword and shield guardians of the Sacrifice Church and wiped out their bodies.

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Suddenly, the black cat Cheng Ke, who was hiding in the gap in the wall, did not dare to breathe. He curled up and observed everything.

Suddenly there was a harsh sound in the air outside the castle, but a large number of bats flapped their wings and roared back. When the bats landed on the ground, they gathered and transformed into the Viscount of Dortmund.

The Viscount of Dortmund glanced at the tragic scene in the courtyard. There was a strange arc between his thin lips. With light and elegant steps, he gradually separated the many low-level vampires with bright red lips and headed towards the castle without stopping for a moment.

Go to the lobby.

The black cat Chengke mustered up the courage, carefully and with very light steps, slipped from the gap high in the castle wall, and while the low-level vampires were shocked, he quietly followed the Viscount of Dortmund.

Although it is not clear what Dortmund is going to do, what is the current situation of the six-ring mages and swordsmen who followed him, the sword and shield guardians of the sacrificial church.

But Black Cat Chengke felt that Dortmund must have something important to do when they ventured back! He definitely couldn't sit here and wait for death.

Witnessing the Viscount of Dortmund gracefully walking down the winding and gorgeous inclined staircase, and finally disappearing into the corner of the corridor, the black cat Cheng Ke hurriedly spread his limbs, and in a few seconds quietly and lightly ran upstairs, quietly following the Viscount of Dortmund.

In the long narrow corridor.

Viscount Dortmund walked straight to the end of the long and narrow corridor.

An armored knight stood quietly holding a sharp long sword, next to an iron lamp holder. Viscount Dortmund leaned against the thick wall and listened. Behind the thick stone wall, frequent abnormal noises came faintly from the other side, which seemed to be coming.

Someone was chipping away at the stone wall with a weapon.

Viscount Dortmund glanced at the knight in armor, then turned around and headed back.

The black cat Chengke moved slowly, hiding behind an empty shell of a knight in armor, watching the Viscount of Dortmund walking past on wooden high heels, and then followed his footsteps closely.

The Viscount of Dortmund finally came to a very ordinary wooden door, looked around cautiously, and then took out a bunch of keys from his arms and slowly opened the door. The Viscount of Dortmund exerted a slight force, and with a sharp creaking sound, the door opened.

Pulled outward on both sides.

At that moment, the originally deserted and dark corridor suddenly burst into light. The strong magical light magnified the shadow of Viscount Dortmund on the wall, making his towering bun even more ferocious. The black cat Cheng Ke endured the discomfort in his eyes and watched in a trance.

The wooden door is actually inlaid with thick metal.

Suddenly, with a thrill all over my body,

Viscount Dortmund walked in and closed the door.

But the black cat Chengke was hiding in the corner, trembling all over, excited inside. It was this kind of desire——

The desire that surges in my heart at this moment is exactly the same as the desire to find the unknown lake green gem that has been swallowed in the goblin treasure on the seaside.

That is the source of evolution.
Chapter completed!