"Lord Rhodes, the potion to restore your body is in your hand. As long as you drink it, you can completely recover. However, how to drink the potion with a skeleton body in the form of the dead is not a trivial matter.
problem."
Arriving at the battlefield, the reborn chain demon attracted the attention of the Erathians. After handing the potion to Rhodes, the magician Alama said quickly.
Accompanying Alama to the battlefield were several bloody angels. In order to prevent the enemy's attention, those angels had restrained their auras and looked inconspicuous.
Alama looked at Rhodes's fleshless skeleton and felt a little embarrassed for a moment. Rhodes in this form has obviously lost the ability to drink magic potion. Even if the potion is forcibly poured down, it will flow.
The liquid would only pass through his empty ribs and abdominal cavity, and he could not taste anything, let alone drink the potion.
"Don't worry, I found the corresponding method a long time ago."
After opening the potion, Rhodes said confidently that when he first accidentally entered the form of the dead, in order to drink the mind-controlling potion, he obtained a unique aromatic secret from the lich in Dia.
With the blessing of the aromatic secret method, even a lich without flesh and blood can drink various magic potions. Now is the time to use it.
Putting the potion brought by Alama in front of him, Rhodes took a deep breath. The potion in the bottle was immediately reduced by half. A mist of mist also followed Rhode's movements and soaked into Rhodes' body. It belonged to the potion.
The effect is taking effect quickly at this moment.
On the side, Alama quietly watched this scene happen, with a bit of surprise in his eyes. He had already expected that Rhodes had various methods far beyond ordinary people, but this was the first time for Alama to use this unique secret method.
See, his research on alien creatures does not include those lichs.
"The power of my bloodline...come back now."
As the magic potion decreased, a strange change began to occur on Rhodes' body. After feeling this, Rhodes murmured.
Following Rhode's words, the body of the dead, which had no consciousness, felt a touch of touch again at this moment. Waves of numbness, accompanied by the new flesh and blood, spread over Rhode's body. The empty skeleton body was being filled bit by bit with intertwined flesh and blood, and the long-lost power of blood returned to the body again. For a moment, the lightning on the Titan's arrow shone, and the surroundings of Rhodes also heated up rapidly.
It is a sign of the resurgence of blood power.
After losing the power of blood, Rhodes' strength dropped a lot. Feeling the blood rapidly filling his body, Rhodes's face also showed a bit of joy. As long as the effect of the potion was fully effective, he would
Can revive one's own strength.
On the side, angels and saints also saw Rhode's actions. Although they didn't know what effect the potion he just used contained, their intuition told them that it was not a good thing.<
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"Stop him quickly!"
The Holy Inquisition Angel sternly scolded, and the one who moved faster than her was the Saint on the side. The moment he noticed something strange on Rhodes, Saint Bolag picked up the Holy Hammer in his hand and rushed in the direction of Rhodes.
Go up.
Alama turned sideways slightly and looked at the menacing saint. A red figure flashed behind him and came with him. The filthy angel transformed by magic took the initiative to face the enemy.
The truly terrifying power of the Filthy Angel holding a sword in his hand was not his close combat ability. As the distance approached, the Filthy Angel opened his mouth and spit out, and a large amount of filthy blood was spat out by him, forming a huge curtain of blood.
Almost completely covering the saints in front.
As long as it is contaminated with filthy blood, no matter what kind of creature it is, its body will undergo terrible changes. It is the terrifying power of the ultimate hydra, and even angels cannot escape.
"Holy Blessing!"
At the moment when the filthy blood was about to touch the saint's body, bright light burst out from his body, and a golden barrier enveloped his body. The filthy blood fell on the barrier, unable to do what it should have.
The effect can only slide sadly from the surface of the barrier.
Behind, the Holy Angel put down the weapon in her hand. It was she who discovered something was wrong just now and used protective moves in time to prevent the saint from being corroded by the filthy blood.
After realizing the power of the filthy blood, the expression of the Holy Angel changed slightly. If she hadn't experienced it personally, she wouldn't have believed that such blood existed.
As the war hammer swept across, the bloody angel blocking the saint's front flew out backwards. The sharp blade he was holding was now bent out of shape. Not only that, his chest was also deeply dented.
The Bloody Angel, who was able to recover quickly after suffering multiple injuries, now lost that power. The weapon held by the Saint left him with unimaginable fatal injuries. The Bloody Angel's eyes were dim and dull.
, fell to the ground and twitched, completely losing strength.
"No..." Alama let out a cry of pain. Just as he was grieving over the damage to the alien creature, the unabated saint had already rushed in front of him. The warhammer in his hand was shining brightly, and he was about to kill this demon in the next moment.
The magician is very knowledgeable.
"Be careful!" At this moment, the Holy Judgment Angel seemed to have discovered something, and issued an urgent reminder.
What interrupted the movement of the saint was a thick bolt of lightning across the battlefield. In the face of the dazzling electric light, even the holy light on the saint dimmed. The entire battlefield seemed to have lost its color. The only thing that could be seen clearly was that lightning bolt.
Terrible lightning.
"What..."
As soon as the saint's movements slowed down and he uttered a exclamation in his mouth, his whole body was completely engulfed by the thick lightning. Even the protective skills used by the Holy Judgment Angel could not stand in front of the lightning for a moment.
Shattered by electric current.
There was a cry of pain from the saint's mouth, but it only lasted for a short moment, and then there was no sound. The only thing that could be heard in the scene was the sizzling sound of the electric current.
When the dazzling electric light subsided, followed by a sound of footsteps that were relatively smooth, but each hit was like a heavy hammer hitting the heart of the nearby mage. The figure of a man in black robes appeared in the center of the battlefield, and
Under his feet, the saint had turned into a charred corpse, with no trace of his former appearance.
The man in black robe leaned down and slowly stretched out his hand. What protruded from under the black robe was a pale but fleshy palm. He picked up the weapon that the saint had used, and his eyes showed a little.