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704 Campaign 4

The steel ball rotating in Hossiman's hand suddenly stopped, and he gently threw it to his subordinates behind him. The mysterious thing was that the palm of his hand holding the steel ball had the same metallic luster as the steel ball, and it did not look like a human hand.

"We have been waiting for you for a long time." Vidi stepped on the corpse, "This guy is a master of the Lightless Alliance. He actually wants to sneak in first and find some advantages. It's really stupid."

Before he finished speaking, Hossiman slapped his arm suddenly.

Bang!!

A black shadow around him was suddenly shot out of thin air. He grabbed his face with his palm and pressed it hard to the ground.

boom!!

Blood splattered.

The black shadow stopped completely and began to quickly weather into a ball of black ash.

Hoseman straightened up, as if he had done something worthless.

"Invisible? Interesting."

This momentary action made Vidi's pupils on the opposite side shrink. Suddenly, the black mist around him stopped spreading. It could only occupy about half of the small square, and it was still only a small half. I don't know when most of the area was occupied.

An invisible force field took over in advance.

His pupils suddenly flashed a green light.

"Who are you? Why are you so powerful?"

Hossiman's expression remained unchanged and he began to walk slowly towards him. As he moved forward, his footsteps stepped on the ground and walked step by step. Wherever he walked, green lights flashed in the air on both sides and emerged.

There were originally invisible human figures in black. These figures were stiff and frozen in the air, maintaining weird and strange movements, but they were as unable to move as if they were sculptures.

puff.

In an instant, the first black-clothed humanoid exploded and turned into a ball of black ash, followed by another pop. The second one, the third one, the fourth one...

Wherever Hosiman walked, all the hidden invisible vampires were exposed, frozen in the air like bugs in amber. Unable to move, they exploded one by one and turned the vampires into ashes.

Waves of indescribable violent shadows were changing behind Hossiman. The shadow behind him was no longer in the shape of a human shadow, but transformed into the shape of a huge and terrifying behemoth with spikes, which looked like a Western beast.

The mythical dragon.

Terrifying and dull pressure radiated from his body, and with the sound of his footsteps, the black mist space of Vidi and the others was gradually compressed and kept shrinking.

Perhaps even Garen did not expect that Hosiman still broke through the ordinary upper level, and with Garen's improvement, he reached a level close to the upper level peak. His soul even vaguely carries some properties of Garen's soul.

, that is the extremely terrifying and powerful Nine-Headed Dragon’s domineering aura.

Ouch!!!

Vidi roared violently, and sharp white fangs sprouted from his mouth, and his body twisted. He appeared behind Hossiman with a teleportation, and bit his neck with one bite.

His whole body glowed with a faint green sheen, as if covered with a thick layer of green fluorescent slurry.

What was even more hidden was that at some point, a white scimitar stabbed from both sides of Hossiman, as if two other Vidi of the same strength were attacking at the same time.

You must know that ordinary vampires, even low-level vampires and middle-level vampires, would not be able to let Hosiman sneak up to this point without realizing it.

But these two scimitars did it. They seemed to appear out of thin air, and they appeared right next to Horseman's skin.

"The Secret of Water Birds!" Hossiman's eyes seemed to light up for an instant, and an invisible whirlwind rolled up around him.

"Double sword!!"

For an instant, a dazzling white flash seemed to light up in the square.

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The blood slowly dripped down the arm and fell into the messy black soil of the lawn. It quickly penetrated into the black soil and left nothing behind. Only the originally black soil turned slightly darker red.

Dam opened his mouth wide, panting like an ox and stared at Arudo opposite him.

His condition was not good at this time. His right arm was completely disabled. There was also a large bloody wound on his left arm.

On the opposite side, Arudo had half of his head blown off, but contrary to common sense, he was recovering quickly. His head was not filled with brain matter at all, but just like other body parts, they were all lumps.

A creeping blood-red viscous substance.

Arudo, who had recovered from his injuries, was equally miserable. His clothes were in tatters, and he obviously had no idea how many times he had been hit by Damu's water bird punches and how many times his body had exploded.

The iron ball beside him had turned into several large pieces scattered on the nearby ground. The two swords were also broken into several sections and stuck upside down in the soil. The surface was also covered with cracks and could no longer be used.

He himself is equally miserable. The vertical pupil between his brows is a barometer of all changes in his strength. It can truly reflect his current state, just like a thermometer. In his normal prime, his vertical pupil is blood red.

Yes, but now it is extremely difficult to even open the vertical pupil, and the whole thing shows a sickly pale color due to blood loss.

"My vampire is born with the ability to recover infinitely, right? Damn, let's see how much longer you can last!" Arudo reluctantly let out a burst of laughter and taunted his opponent. Although he had heard about his opponent before he came,

I knew that the other person was probably not an ordinary strong human being, but when I got in real contact with him, I realized that this human being named Dam was terrifying! It was simply incredible that he could compete with the upper-class vampires who had survived for thousands of years!

Finally, there was an inexplicable worry in his heart.

Originally, the Vampire Clan was busy with civil war and didn't care much about the Holy Fist Palace, which was gradually known as the strongest among humans. They believed that no matter how strong humans were, they could only be at that level and could only threaten the lower Vampire Clan at the highest level. But now it seems...

"Support?" When Dam heard this, he suddenly laughed strangely. "Look around?"

Arudo was slightly startled and looked around. The four generals and others had spread out, and they were not worried about the fighting situation here. Only a few of his subordinates were standing far away, playing with an instrument.

Know what it does.

In the distance, he suddenly heard the sound of a helicopter propeller approaching.

"Could it be...!!??" He suddenly thought of a possibility, and his pupils shrank instantly.

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Underground in the manor. In a dark space

Three groups of black figures were surrounded together, with a pillar in the shape of a football World Cup built in the middle. The pillar was only half a person tall, with a basin on the top filled with scarlet blood.

At this time, the blood is slowly rotating. The surface reflects like a mirror, projecting scenes of fighting scenes from the outside world.

"The manpower from the other two families has arrived as promised. I didn't expect the Lightless Alliance to be so powerful. Fortunately, we still have a backup plan." A neutral voice said in a low voice.

The other two people stared at the scene in the blood basin without replying, and the atmosphere seemed a little solemn.

"It's that old guy from AG... Sure enough, I knew it was him!" An old voice sounded from a black figure.

What flashed past in the water basin was the wrinkled old face of AG. The two golden lions under him actually turned into two monsters with lion heads and human bodies and were entangled with some middle-level vampires. He himself was in the water basin.

Under the cover of black and green bats, he walked slowly towards the manor with a cane, step by step, and no vampire could stop him.

But the strange thing was that when he reached a certain range, a wisp of smoke suddenly appeared from under his feet, as if something was blocking him from moving forward.

"He's here for revenge." The last black figure said lazily, "I told you not to get involved at the beginning, but you didn't listen. Now you're in trouble."

The other two people did not speak, although their tone seemed to be that everything was under control. However, the sacrifice of each clan member and the death of each low-level and middle-level vampire made their hearts seem to bleed, like knives constantly stabbing each other.

Knife after knife in the heart.

"How are the losses now?" the lazy voice continued to ask.

"The lower level has thirteen detachments, and there are five more..." the old voice replied in a low voice. "Of the ten people sent out by the middle level, only one came back. But don't worry, this time is not about our family, but about our family.

The entire secret party has decided to work together. The leader has promised to compensate us for our losses. As long as there is enough blood essence, we can supplement and develop more middle and lower descendants. Now the leader is interested in those named Dam and Hosi.

Man's people are very interested and ask us to capture them at all costs. The leader is very interested in the root of their strength, something called secret weapons."

"Indeed. This kind of secret weapon can make Dam and Hosiman powerful to the upper level in just a few years. If it is popularized on a large scale..." The neutral voice whispered. Suddenly, even the last one who had been lazily

The black figures moved slightly, showing shock involuntarily.

"How many years? Are you sure they only took a few years? And not some branch of wizarding school?!!" The lazy voice finally became serious.

At this moment, the blood in the blood basin suddenly began to boil. As if there was a fire baking underneath, the blood boiled violently, and even wisps of white smoke rose up. The images inside rippled and disappeared in an instant.

"The time has come." There was a hint of joy in the old voice. Although most of the vampires themselves were indifferent to each other, it was a very uncomfortable feeling to just watch the strength of the family being continuously consumed.

"Let's get started."

Three black shadows stretched out a hand at the same time, pressing it on the three raised horns of the blood basin like lightning.

A strange buzzing sound like the buzzing sound of mosquitoes and flies slowly sounded. This sound was not made by the three people, but came from the blood basin in the middle.

The boiling in the blood basin suddenly subsided, forming the same blood vortex again, but this time the vortex was different from before. The point in the center of the vortex was getting deeper and faster, and it seemed to be brewing as it continued to sink downwards.

A little black light.

At the same time, I looked down from the sky above the entire manor.

With Wellington Manor as the center, within a few hundred meters of the surrounding area, the ground shook violently, and layers of invisible barrier walls suddenly rose from the ground. This layer of walls instantly divided the team besieging the manor in half, forming a

An invisible maze composed of countless concentric circles.

With the neighing of the horses, the Demon Mist Knights were fighting with groups of strong vampires holding blue battle axes. They were directly divided by invisible walls. In a short period of time, dozens of knights were severely beaten by the vampires who took the opportunity.

Chopping down the war horse.

Standing on the grass, AG slowly raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky. Strangely, through the invisible wall, the moon he saw was dark red like blood.

"Is this...the Maze of Sacred Artifacts?"


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