The violent demon caused a bloody storm in the Lahmian army, with blue helmets flying in the air along with heads, and stumps being thrown everywhere.
This allowed the demons to open a new channel between Lahmia's true master and themselves.
The eyes of the demons contain anger, and they want this female reptile that makes them feel strange to pay the price for insulting the gods.
The demon closest to Neferata stepped on the sand with his feet and burst into a cloud of smoke, and the hell blade with a sharp saw blade was already attacking under the vampire's golden mask.
The speed was so fast that Neferata could only remember to use her hands to block it, but could not pull out the short sword at her waist.
Neferata's white arm crossed with the Hell Blade, but it only caused a burst of sparks in the air. Neferata's arm was violently swung, and the demon flew backwards for more than two meters with its weapon.<
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The latter had enough experience that he rolled twice on the ground, put the huge force on his shoulders, rolled back, and stood firm again.
Everyone, including the prince and Neferata, was shocked.
Neferata looked at her unscarred arm in surprise. Although the vampire's physical strength was high, it was not strong enough to compete directly with weapons.
Otherwise, decades ago, she would have been confident enough to keep Khalida's little eagle alive.
After taking a closer look, Neferata discovered that the demon's blade had struck her bracelet, and the jagged blade left a mark on it that almost destroyed it.
Some imperceptible scars are distributed on both sides of the bracelet, but the wounds have healed before there is a chance for blood to ooze out.
The burning wound seemed to be being roasted, exuding the pain Neferata hated most.
The vampire ignored the other demons who continued to attack and turned to look at the prince who looked like the sun.
I really can’t believe that now she is fighting on the front line because of other people. If someone had told her this fifty years ago, she would have thought that person was crazy.
Pulling out the double-edged dagger at her waist, Neferata was about to parry the hell blade coming from above, but the blade was like a flexible python, only lightly colliding with her dagger.
Then he immediately bypassed it.
With the spikes on his body becoming more and more obvious, the vampire moved the blade to the side of Neferata's neck in a series of rough and flexible movements, but severe pain immediately hit his chest.
Neferata's right leg kicked his chest with the gold-like hard heel. Under the vampire's huge force, Lika opened a circular incision on his chest with the sharp heel.
Holes.
Following the transmitted power, his body was kicked out again.
However, the number of demons that came was not just the two that were knocked away, there was also a third vampire holding a hell blade hidden behind their bodies.
He already knew that this reptile was different from other reptiles, and her huge power allowed her to kill him easily.
However, just like before, this reptile has fully exposed her weakness - she has no fighting skills and relies purely on brute force from nowhere.
The exclusive weapon composed of his own essence and the divine power of the gods, the Hell Blade, can allow his combat skills to be fully utilized.
With a fake move, Neferata's dagger was tricked to the left side. The vampire turned sideways and the blade moved to the other end.
In a position where the opponent could not block it with brute force, the saw blade and spikes of the Hell Blade were already attacking Neferata's flank.
In such a desperate situation, even with Neferata's physical strength, there was no way to directly avoid this attack.
Neferata, who had just tried to stomp on the sand and use the recoil to leave this place, felt a sharp pain - the Hell Blade slashed hard on her right ribs.
The flesh, flesh and bones were cut back and forth by the saw blade, just like a jigsaw in a sawmill, causing minced meat, bone meal and blood droplets to fly everywhere in the air.
Severe pain struck Neferata's side. She turned around and tried to escape, but was stuck tightly by the saw blade.
At this moment, with a burst of war horses neighing, the metal horseshoe hit the devil's shoulder, causing him to lose his balance. The weapon in his hand, with a piece of Neferata's flesh and blood, escaped his control.
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On top of the war horse, it is Alcadiza who saved the saint of Laemia.
Looking down Alkadiza's line of sight, a bone-deep wound appeared on the side of the vampire. Just as he was about to say something divine, he saw something strange about the wound compared to ordinary people.
A little black blood flowed out from it, but it was quickly stopped, and the wound on the inside continued to recover under the power of death. In this way, anyone could tell that something was wrong with Neferata.
"Saint, what is this?"
Just when Alkadiza was about to ask, the demons who were already very close continued to rush towards him, and the beloved horse under him immediately carried him away from this vulnerable place.
place.
As the prince gradually walked away, the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. Neferata's anomalies and her long lifespan were all signs that her body was not simply blessed by the gods.
Asaf’s blood of the gods seems to be just a slogan used to deceive the world.
Just...
Alkadiza looked back at the woman whose luxurious dress had almost turned into strips of cloth.
The reason why this woman exposed all this before her eyes was because of him... But if she had to be responsible for Khemri and Nehekhara, then a possible anomaly like Neferata could not be kept.
of.
If he had to make a choice between responsibility and personal love, his choice would have been determined long ago.
In a moment of silence, Alkadiza controlled his eyes and no longer looked at the "saint" who remained in the same place and the aura of death that had just been leaked.
As if sensing the gods, Neferata untied her clothes and threw the gold belt inlaid with black gems on the ground. The heavy decorations hanging around her neck and on her hands were also discarded. p>
Her dark eyes looked at the demons in front of her with hatred.
"In the name of the priest of the Blood Temple and the sacred blood of Asaf, I curse you, monsters, until the stars burn to ashes and your soul cannot be resurrected again!"
Her voice was so sharp and high that the engineer warlock on the other side of the battlefield heard the sadness in the curse.
The engineering warlock stood behind the last row of human phalanx soldiers as if provoking. Beside him were several corpses with their heads cut off.
"Hey, human soldiers, don't be so timid, otherwise this will be meaningless."
Eski may not dare to, or may not be able to turn back to the phalanx soldiers.
Seeing that the other party didn't respond for a long time, he turned his head in the direction of the sharp female voice.
However, that direction was blocked by towering human heads and blue-gold decorations higher than these heads, and only some battle flags belonging to Khorne could be vaguely seen.
"Neferata, is this someone finding out she is a vampire?"
For that old woman who has lived hundreds of years to feel so sad, it is obviously because her plan to raise a prince went bankrupt.
"It seems that the attempt to turn Alkadiza into a vampire has completely failed."
The engineering warlock was indifferent to the tunnel, and a large ball of chaotic energy in his hand began to converge into a large area of bright green, building a relatively large temporary mana pool.
He doesn't have such a strong obsession with changing Alkadiza's fate. If he can change history, it would be interesting, but if he doesn't change, it won't make any difference.
As the filthy mantras were recited from his mouth, green smoke spread out from his hands. Different from the previous situations where it quickly dissipated, this time, the rich green smoke completely enveloped him and the Storm Rats.
body.
Feeling the strange twisting sensation and dizziness tube in his body, the engineering warlock let out a groan of satisfaction.
The spell was activated immediately the next moment he spoke.
Teleport!
With a flash of green, the Engineer Warlock and the Storm Rat had disappeared.
On the other side of the battlefield, which was blocked by the swarming heads, a filthy vampire whose body was covered with sand and blood pounced on one of the demons like crazy.
"Kill you, you damn monsters!"
The vertical pupils in Neferata's eyes were also covered in blood, and her black eyes turned blood red.
The golden mask had long been thrown aside in such an attack. Under the sun's rays, her skin cracked as if it was being burned, causing severe pain to the vampire.
The ensuing even more distorted face and the sunlight that was enough to turn an ordinary vampire into ashes were no longer noticed by Neferata, and only hatred remained in her mind.
If it hadn't been for this damn, inexplicable, sudden war, no one would have known that her beauty and eternal youth came from witchcraft rather than the blessing of gods.
Last time, such exposure took away her little eaglet, her cousin, Khalida.
This time, she has to take away the prince she has trained for nearly fifty years.
The culprits are these damn monsters in front of me, and the damn white rat who put them in his beloved place!
"You all deserve to die!"
Continuing to yell and curse, Neferata bit the demon's neck with her fangs, and at the same time, her sharp claws penetrated the demon's chest, pulling out the still beating heart from the broad chest. p>
Sipping the taste of demon blood in her mouth, the smelly blood made the sunlight seem less uncomfortable to her.
But her heart seemed to have been corroded until there was only an empty shell left.
The prince must have known that she was an alien. In addition to what she had said to the prince before, the prince who was cultivated by her to be so smart must soon figure out what her eternal life is all about.<
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Using the usurper, Nagash's legacy, and personally becoming the work of evil sorcery, these are as disgraceful to the people of Nehekhara as falling at the feet of the evil usurper.
In the future of Nehekhara, how will the sun-like priest king, Alkadiza, deal with her?
No matter how much you think about it, Alkadiza’s quest to obtain the truth cannot be changed.
Thinking of this, Neferata dropped the corpse of the demon that was still gnawing, and pointed her sharp claws at the other demons that were about to pounce.