Renn originally thought that after completing several dungeons and returning to the main world, he would at least be able to show his prestige, not to mention walking sideways, right?
But reality slapped him hard.
The sun disappeared mysteriously, and the entire continent was plunged into darkness for three whole days, and then a bunch of monsters and monsters exploded.
At first glance, the current Ling·Steam World is already at the fourth level, not as good as a dog, and at the fifth level, it’s all over the place.
Not to mention Mr. Lei, even Mr. Gai should take it easy when his mother is here. If he is too high-profile, he may die.
Arturia looked at the invisible old mage who had disappeared and said softly:
"Is that person just now a sixth-level person?"
She also detected the sky elder just now. He looked a little out of place, but he was a legendary mage with a level of 36.
You know, level 35 is the peak of the fifth level.
Ren thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, it shouldn't be that strong."
Beyond the fifth level peak does not mean that it is the sixth level.
The old mage of the natural school is very hidden and terrifyingly powerful, but he should not be at the sixth level, at best he is half a step to the sixth level of the "Demon King" Goetia (Moon World).
Most Dark Lords should be below level 35.
But it's not absolute. At least the "Original Lord of Darkness" is definitely not comparable to the ordinary Lord of Darkness.
After meeting so many powerful people in a short period of time, Artoria sighed:
"It feels like this world could be destroyed by the strong at any time."
The sky changed, the sun disappeared, and too many bosses were attracted at once.
She arrived two days earlier than Ren, and she saw more powerful people. Not to mention the natural schools where saints gathered, such as the Church of Light, the Steam Alliance and the Demon Hunter Association, there were almost all powerful people comparable to the Prince of Darkness.
There's more than one.
"Um?"
Ren suddenly felt something. Without saying a word, he pulled out the magic sword and slashed with it.
Whoosh!
The blue sword light like a celestial peak cut through the void, cutting through the force wind surging on the west side, and accurately struck a whirlpool of blood-colored flames!
Bang!!
The two collided fiercely, and the next moment, the sword light shattered, the whirlpool of blood-colored flames also collapsed, and the violent wind erupted with a loud bang like an explosion.
A bloody figure groaned and retreated in the air.
After retreating tens of meters, the blood inflammation on his body dissipated, revealing a handsome but very pale face.
He was wearing a black tuxedo, his hair was combed sleekly, and he wore several gemstone rings on his fingers that were as pale and skinny as bones.
His clothes and every move showed nobility, but also had a dangerous and cold atmosphere.
The most eye-catching thing is the pair of bat wings on his back. The surface of the wings is covered with surging blood inflammation, like two ferocious sickles like high-temperature irons.
This is a blood clan prince.
The man stopped retreating, glanced at the clothes on his elbows that were torn by the blade and the bleeding marks, raised his blood-red eyes, looked at Renn coldly, and said:
"Yes, you can actually injure me with one blow, the noble, great, immortal descendant of the Holy Blood, Mahat! He is quite capable."
His words were full of arrogance, just like a master commenting on a strong slave in the arena, with condescension in his bones.
This was even after he was injured by a blow.
"The Grand Duke of the Blood Clan?"
A ray of divine light shot out from Artoria's heterochromatic eyes and she glanced at him.
This arrogant vampire prince is not weak at all. He is estimated to be at level 23 to 24. He is considered a leader at the same level.
Mahat, the Grand Duke of the Vampire Clan, looked at Artoria. His eyes lit up because of her exquisite face and holy temperament, and he said:
"Woman, you are not bad. Kneel down and I will give you my source blood and make you my eighth concubine."
It sounds like it is a great honor to be his concubine.
"Ouch."
Ren stared at the vampire archduke with his nostrils pointing upward, quietly clenched the handle of the knife with his fingers, and said with a smile, "Little bat, I should say you are stupid and ignorant, but you still have good vision."
Those who are familiar with it will know that Mr. Lei has murderous intentions.
He actually hid his strength, and what he just revealed was just at the beginning of the fifth level.
Artoria's face also turned cold, and the storm force condensed in her palm, saying:
"Kill this annoying guy."
She was not irritated by the other party's trash talk, but this vampire prince's aloof attitude, which completely regarded human beings as slaves or domestic animals, reminded her of the disgusting Celestial Dragons in the OP world.
To a certain extent, the thoughts and ideas of some demons are quite similar to those of the Celestial Dragons.
Because in the distant dark age (the Second Age), demons ruled the world, and humans were treated as slaves and fed on blood.
"Happy to oblige."
Ren smiled, and the cold blue light flowed on the magic knife.
But before he took action, after hearing Artoria's words, the blood clan's Grand Duke Mahat looked surprised, and immediately said angrily:
"What did you say? You are a humble, stupid human being. It is your greatest honor to be favored by me..."
"Stop."
Ren interrupted him, maybe because the other party was too stupid, but it made him curious, "Excuse me, Mr. Mahat, how many years have you been asleep?"
Demons are immortals, they can sleep, and their life flows very slowly while sleeping.
It is not unusual for a demon descendant of the Dark Archduke level to sleep for a thousand years at a time.
"Fifteen hundred years!"
Mahat, the great male of the blood race, looked arrogant, "I didn't expect that during the time when the great me was sleeping, humble humans had occupied the vast land and multiplied everywhere.
It can only be said that beasts are beasts. Without their masters, they will mate wildly..."
He kept talking and said all kinds of anti-human things.
He didn't know that the opponent was hiding his strength, so he was full of confidence.
Arturia suddenly realized: "It turns out that I have been sleeping for too long and I have fallen asleep."
Ren nodded and agreed, "You must have just woken up. You changed into a set of gorgeous clothes, and without clearing your mind, you ran out and wandered around.
My dog was not tied up and barked wildly, which made everyone laugh."
Mahat: "..."
(Д｀?)σ, what’s wrong with human beings in this era? They’re so stupid that they can’t even understand human speech?
He has already said that he is willing to give precious source blood so that the woman can be transformed into a noble and immortal vampire.
But she actually refused and threatened to kill him, which was unreasonable.
That man was even more stupid. He thought he could win against him just because he was careless and even injured?
"Stupid human beings don't know how to appreciate people."
Mahat became angry and raised his right hand. The surging blood energy in his body suddenly spread like a hundred-foot raging wave, condensed and compressed under his control, and finally turned into thousands of spears arrayed in the void.
Those scarlet spikes are bleeding and dense, making people shudder.
He is very brave. As a member of the core clan of demons, he has strong bloodline and extraordinary talents. His combat power is generally stronger than that of humans at the same level.
He thought it would not be difficult for him to deal with two human beings who had "newly entered" the legendary realm.
Ren and Artoria looked at each other and shook their heads.
Before playing the dungeon, the two of them had joined forces and probably couldn't defeat this powerful Vampire Grand Duke, but now...
Guarded by countless blood guns, Mahat was fierce, staring at Artoria with cruel and bloodthirsty eyes, and said in a cold tone:
"Stupid woman, you dare to reject me. I will drain your blood bit by bit, make your skull into a wine glass, and let..."
Bang!!
Before he could finish speaking, a large azure storm handprint struck down his head and face. The void trembled, and the tens of thousands of blood guns arrayed in the void instantly exploded into blood mist!
The powerful hand seal of the storm hit Mahat, and the wind blade sliced into pieces the surging blood wall protecting his body, twisting his body and shooting out blood, causing him to fly hundreds of meters in an awkward manner!
"Ahem..."
Mahat flapped his bat wings wildly and barely stopped to retreat. His pale face was covered with blood, and his clothes were in tatters, with many deep blood marks remaining.
This slap seemed to stun him a bit. He looked at Arturia with the storm in her palm and said in surprise:
"you……"
The life breath of these two human beings is very immature. I thought that this young generation of geniuses was at most a newcomer to the holy realm, but I never thought that they were still senior saints.
As he spoke, the dense wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the splashing blood turned into billowing blood mist in the air, floating and wandering around him.
"Such tenacious vitality." Artoria frowned.
She controlled her strength at around level 24, and was unable to seriously injure the opponent with one blow.
At this time, Renn had also circled to the rear, blocking the vampire archduke's escape route. The demon sword was filled with ferocious murderous aura.
Mahat's heart trembled. At the critical moment, he barely recovered from his arrogant state.
"Wake up, Skeleton Emperor!"
He roared angrily, held back no longer, and launched his ultimate move.
boom!
Surging blood energy surged out of his body and merged with the rolling blood tide field nearby. The energy fused and a giant skeleton with a height of several hundred feet emerged.
The skeleton giant's skeleton is as if it is made of red crystal, with soul fire dancing in its eyes. It has a humanoid form, but its two skeleton hands are very huge, like the claws of a beast.
"Tch, sword twenty-three!" Renn looked disdainful and slashed at the skeleton giant and the Mahat behind it.
The magic knife reappeared, and time and space froze for a moment. The sharp edge cutting through the void stunned time, and directly cut the majestic skeleton giant standing in the blood tide in half!
puff!
The sword light continued to fall, and the blood mist separated along the way, easily tearing Mahat's right arm and the lower half of his body, and blood spurted out!
"ah!"
Mahat screamed, his forehead dripping with cold sweat, and his face was twisted in pain.
Who can tell him why these two fledgling human geniuses are so powerful?
The Skeleton Emperor + Blood Domain couldn't block the sword, and he didn't even see clearly how the opponent used the sword.
"Um?"
Ren was very dissatisfied with this and frowned slightly, "Didn't it fall in seconds?"
Because he wanted to test the strength comparison at the same level, he suppressed him to level 24, but "Sword Twenty-Three" was considered a skill, and he didn't defeat the opponent with one sword.
Yes, Mahat can't even be considered a serious injury.
He roared, and the right arm and the smaller half of his chest and abdomen actually flew back under the pull of the blood mist. The wound squirmed with blood, like a broken mirror being reunited, and the two limbs were quickly connected.
Ren and Artoria looked at each other and sighed:
"What a tenacious vitality."
The test results are out.
Even if they were at the same level, it would not be difficult for him and Artoria to defeat each other, but if the other party ran away, it would be difficult to kill them.
The vitality of demons is much stronger than that of humans.
Although human saints can also reattach severed limbs, it is never as easy as this vampire grand duke. It is as easy as sticking it with 502 glue and it will be fine.
To put it bluntly, any demon-born Dark Duke who goes to the OP world can probably replace "Hundred Beasts" Kaido as the strongest creature.
Thinking like this, Ren and Artoria had already surrounded Mahat.
"Haha, you two, you have something to say, something to say."
A smile uglier than crying appeared on Mahat's face, and he said in a panic, "We have no grievances, so we might as well go separate ways. My father is Prince Hammond, a general under the great Nightmare Lord. I...
…”
"It's too late." Artoria said with a cold face as she drew out the holy spear that was filled with light.
It's okay if the other party doesn't talk about the Nightmare Lord. Once he does, all the old and new grudges will be revealed.
When he was besieging Ariel, the vampire duke, a projection of the Nightmare Lord came and almost killed her and Ren in an instant. The memory is still fresh in his mind.
"Tsk, tsk, here we go again, my dad is like Li Gang."
Ren shrugged, bared his teeth at Mahat, and made a disdainful taunt like an emoticon, "You eat shit!"
Mahat: "..."
Σ(?д?llll)
What's happening to human beings nowadays?
Not even afraid of the Dark Prince or even the Dark Lord?
‘Shadow Killer!’
With a cold expression on his face, Ren slashed with the magic knife in his hand, and nine rays of blue sword light bloomed at the same time. In the following moments, he repeated the action more than a dozen times, and in less than 0.01 seconds, hundreds of rays of sword light burst out!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Densely packed, like the blue lone moon sword light, it forms a gorgeous death knife net, covering Mahat!
"No!"
Facing this ferocious attack that blocked all directions and strangled everything, Mahat let out a desperate roar.
He struggled hard, and the blood-colored waves surged in the field, turning into countless sharp blades and spears that shot out, blooming like huge blood-colored piranha flowers.
But it was useless, the blue blade was indestructible, and the bloody thorn field of the ferocious piranha was roughly cut open. No matter how much Mahat struggled inside, he was finally covered by dense sword light!
puff!!
Strangulated by the light of the sword, Mahat's body was dismembered, turning into hundreds of stumps and flying with the gushing blood!
But just like that, he is not dead yet.
Mahat was wailing miserably, the blood mist was surging, and the coquettish blood on his broken limbs was squirming, as if he still wanted to be reunited.
At this time, Artoria's Holy Spear spurted out holy power and threw it hard at Mahat!
boom!!
The holy spear lingering in the holy power turned into a spiral of light flames, sweeping away all the remaining limbs in an instant. The glorious holy power also violently collided with the diffuse blood mist, causing a surging and raging wind!
"ah!!"
Mahat screamed miserably, and his head, chest, arms and other broken limbs were all ignited, melted and vaporized in the holy flames.
Blood energy and holy power are like incompatible rivals. They collide fiercely with each other, strangle and annihilate each other. It seems that they will not stop until they completely destroy each other. From time to time, puffs of expanding and exploding light streams explode out of the void!
In the end, Mahat was reduced to ashes in the holy flame.
"My father will not let you go!"
These were his last words, full of resentment, regret, and grievance.
It can only be said that he was a bit unlucky to meet the siblings Artoria and Renn.
Even though the two of them had been hiding their clumsiness and only maintained their strength at the beginning of the fifth level, it was not something he could defeat in a one-on-one challenge.
What's more, Ren was afraid of long nights and dreams, but he chose to fight in a group with his sister. In a two-on-one situation, Mahat could barely hold on for two times. It can only be said that his strength is good.
But I didn't look at the almanac when I went out, so I received the lunch box in frustration.
The holy flames dissipated and the ashes scattered.
There are also a pair of dark red bat wings floating in the void, a blood core with flowing blood, and a storage ring with a simple pattern.
This is what Artoria deliberately controlled and preserved.
"Get rich."
Ren was so happy that he opened the space door with a swipe of his hand and quickly put the three items inside.
Bat wings and blood core are the two most precious materials of the Vampires. Moreover, these are the materials of a Dark Duke. If sold, they would be worth at least 20,000 gold coins.
This is not counting the storage ring.
It sounds like Grand Duke Mahat is a "second generation ancestor". He has a powerful father who is as powerful as a blood prince. I think he is quite wealthy.
Looking at Ren picking up corpses like a little money man, Artoria shook her head, with a hint of fondness in her eyes.
After packing up the trophies, Ren touched his chin and said:
"However, the strength of the demon at the same level is somewhat unexpected. Although we deliberately suppressed the power, we have reached a higher level after all. This is still a bit unfair to Mahat."
Artoria nodded: "We have only reached the fifth level. I'm afraid it's still a bit reluctant to deal with those veteran princes of darkness."
"For example, the father of this idiot who was killed by us, Prince Hammond of the Vampire Clan, sounds like a tough guy."
Ren muttered.
Come on, we have another enemy.
But there is no need to worry if the debt is too much, and besides, Prince Hammond may not know that his son was killed by them.
During this period of time, there were too many powerful human beings flying to low-Earth orbit in space to investigate the "celestial changes", and there were also many suspects.
Ren put away the magic knife, looked at the planet under his feet, and said:
"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Mahat should not be alone. Let's go."
"Um."
Arturia nodded, and at the same time, she clapped her palms, and used the storm to blow away the remaining residue of Mahat's death in the void.
Killing people, collecting trophies, destroying corpses and eradicating traces is a process that is extremely skillful.
Whizzing!
Then, Ren and Artoria opened up the territory and flew towards the surface, like a pair of male and female thieves who had just done something bad and fled in a hurry.
The trajectory of one person is like a brilliant falling meteor, and the trajectory of another person is like a blue rainbow piercing the sky. In the blink of an eye, they all disappear.
Slipping away.
At this time, this observation point in space is still very dangerous.
Many human saints come here to explore the cause of the changes in the sky, and naturally there will also be many demons.
Mahat is a second-generation ancestor with a good background, and he definitely has a team, but I don’t know why he got separated from the big team.
…………
Space, forty kilometers away.
Seven or eight blood shadows were galloping in the air. From a distance, they looked like blood rainbows chasing each other, with blood filling the air along the way.
Suddenly, the leading blood shadow stopped.
He is tall, and his face is as pale as cold flames. His appearance is somewhat similar to Mahat, but his aura is much more powerful. The two pairs of bat wings behind his back are surrounded by red flames. As the flames jump, countless wronged souls with distorted faces can be vaguely seen.
.
At this time, a red jade ring on his palm kept trembling, and the blood on it gradually faded, and soon turned into light blue.
"Who?! Killed my child!"
The vampire prince Hammond's black hair danced wildly, his square face was twisted with anger, and he let out a terrifying roar.
The strong winds and turbulence in the surrounding space were all rolled back by this roar!
Behind him, the dark princes were startled, and most of them took a few steps back as they did not want to offend the prince who had just experienced the pain of losing his son.
There are also people who don't care.
The Crimson Archduke, Terena, with her black hair flying in the wind, said with cold eyes, "You have spoiled him rotten. He has been told many times that humans today are dangerous. Mahat obeyed on the surface, but he disagreed in his heart.
If you don't die today, you won't be able to live much longer."
These words made many Dark Dukes in the team nod secretly.
But no, Mahat thought that now was the second and third era. He was wallowing in the glory of the past and didn't know how high the world was.
"Shut up!"
His favorite son had just died. Prince Hammond could not listen to such words at this time, even if the other person's point of view was right.
There was terrifying blood flame burning in his eyes, he glared at Trina fiercely, and said in a cold voice:
"If you, a woman, hadn't repeatedly rejected Mahat's advances and hurt his self-esteem, how could he have left the team to relax?"
"Are you accusing me?"
Trena's face turned cold, her blood-red pupils glowed red, and she stared at him without any sign of weakness.
This woman is indeed quite beautiful, with disheveled black hair, exquisite and perfect facial features, and bright red lips. She wears a black leather jacket that outlines her devilishly alluring figure, and her temperament is as cold as the moon.
Hammond was furious and spoke very rudely: "If it weren't for you, a bitch, how could my son die?"
"Hammond, do you think you can humiliate me by relying on the Nightmare Lord?!"
Trina's face turned completely cold.
She raised her right hand, and countless bloody lightnings were rushing. She held a primitive-looking Force firearm, pointed the gun at Hammond, and said:
"Say it again?"
Locked by the muzzle of the gun, Hammond's body trembled. It seemed as if a boundless sea of blood rushed towards him. A terrifying blood moon enveloped his whole body, with an aura that swallowed up the sky and the earth, annihilating everything.
He was startled and quickly lowered his head and said, "Sorry, I was a little out of control."
Is this the famous gun controlled by the Blood Queen back then - "Blood Elegy"?
