Chapter seven hundred and sixty-ninth blood sacrifice ceremony
Seeing everyone around him fall down, even the red archbishop was no exception. Everyone showed extremely painful expressions in the snow mist. Jia Zhengjin also felt that breathing was particularly difficult, and there seemed to be a powerful force being drawn from the red blood mist.
Your own strength.
"What's going on? My magic power is constantly decreasing!" Lalanimon lay on the ground and said weakly.
"I don't know why, but I feel very tired!" Fleur supported the ground with both hands, also looking tired.
Misikris, Li Zhuo, Emmaris, Hardiwell, as well as all the soldiers, priests, cardinals and even Jia Zhengjin all felt the same way.
"What's going on?" Let alone fighting, he almost didn't have the strength to stand up. Jia Zhengjin was very surprised. He was immune to magic below the eighth level, so why was he also attacked?
"This is a blood sacrifice ceremony!" the red archbishop said with an ugly face, "Are we still unable to stop it in the end? The evil god's minions sacrifice with blood, and after absorbing all the blood, their strength will increase by leaps and bounds! During the ceremony, any creature other than vampires will be within the scope of the sacrifice.
The power will be extracted, making the officiant stronger. After the ceremony, we will not be able to recover our combat effectiveness in a short period of time, and we will definitely die!"
"Master Bishop, how can we stop it?" Fleur asked hurriedly.
"Unless you can get close to the officiant, while he is unable to move when the blood is fused, directly attack the vital points to eliminate him!" The red archbishop replied, "But... the ceremony has already begun. Except for vampires, any creature within this range will be killed.
Drain all the power. We... are in big trouble!"
"In other words, we will definitely die this time?" Li Zhuo's expression changed.
"It is our honor to sacrifice our lives for Lord Paris! But it is our biggest fault not to be able to stop the blood sacrifice ceremony!" The red archbishop barely supported his body with his magic staff. "The magic power is lost too fast, and there is no time to use any magic.
!If this continues, a new vampire lord will be born, and the resurrection of the evil god will be closer and closer..."
"Reese, what are you doing?!" Fleur hurriedly shouted when she saw the female knight trying to stand up with her sword, gritting her teeth and staggering forward.
"I'm not willing to do that..." Mixikeris had just taken two steps when his legs gave out and he fell down. However, he immediately stood up and said, "I want to stop him..."
"Let's work together..." Li Zhuo also tried hard to get up, but the blood mist quickly absorbed energy, making it difficult for them to stand firm.
Several other members of the Future God Mercenary Group, seeing Michikoris and Lidhuo gritting their teeth and walking forward, also stood up and moved forward unsteadily.
"We can't lose!" The soldiers lying on the ground around him were deeply encouraged by this, and they all struggled to get up. Those who couldn't do it simply crawled forward on their hands and feet.
This scene made the red archbishop and all the priests behind him take courage.
"Yes! Don't give up!" The red archbishop also tried his best to stand up, "For Lord Paris, for the light!"
"For Lord Paris! For the light!!" Everyone at the scene shouted in unison, constantly moving inside while stumbling.
Why are you acting like a fanatic? When Jia Zhengjin saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a little passionate. But he immediately thought of something: "There is a defensive barrier inside, it will be useless even if you enter!"
No one listened to his words. A group of soldiers, mercenaries, and priests were all like molluscs, dripping with sweat, walking, crawling, and even rolling in various postures to the room where the blood pool was.
Jia Zhengjin had no choice but to stagger in.
In the room, Havana and Olivia had long been lying on their sides, motionless because their strength had been taken away.
The six members of the Future God Mercenary Group who arrived later were blocked by a defensive barrier upon arrival. The soldiers, priests, and red archbishops from behind arrived one after another. After discovering the defensive barrier, they weakly struck it with the swords and magic wands in their hands.
, but it has no effect.
In the blood pool, Prince Marta floated in the air, and the bright red blood below formed a vortex to surround him and continuously poured into his body. At the same time, the magic and energy extracted from the people outside were also mixed into the blood at an alarming speed.
was quickly absorbed by him.
The people being absorbed are getting weaker and weaker, but Prince Marta's feelings are getting stronger and stronger!
"Damn it! If you don't stop it... it will be too late!" The red archbishop desperately hit the defensive barrier with his magic staff, "Break it!"
However, the defensive barrier didn't move at all, and he couldn't gather enough magic power to cast magic.
"Struggle!" Prince Marta looked down at everyone in the bloody whirlpool and laughed triumphantly, "While you are still alive, struggle with all your strength! You cannot break through this defensive barrier!"
"Obviously the caster is dead, why is the defensive barrier still there?" Jia Zhengjin was a little angry. What was the point of working so hard to kill Offaro?
"Hahaha~" Prince Marta laughed wildly and ignored it.
"Forget it!" Seeing so many people attacking the defensive barrier pointlessly, Havana was lying on the side, seemingly giving up, "It's useless! This defensive barrier can only be used by vampires and magicians.
He can come in and out freely, or only those who understand the principle can break it by force. The blood stain has already begun, and there is nothing we can do! Without this defensive barrier, his current situation is the most vulnerable, and a silver arrow can kill him! But it is useless to say anything.
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"I don't believe it!" Michikoris weakly knocked on the defensive barrier with his sword, "I don't believe this barrier can't be broken!"
Although the others didn't say anything, they all followed Ding Ling and kept attacking with weapons.
"What a miserable ant~" Prince Marta squinted and smiled, "But the spirit is commendable! When I successfully complete the blood sacrifice ceremony, I can consider taking you as slaves! Feel honored! You will become the leader of the new generation of vampires, Mar.
Tower Wilson is here to serve!"
"Is there really no other way to break the defensive barrier?" Jia Zhengjin looked at Havana with difficulty, "Obviously even the caster has been killed!"
"It seems there is really nothing we can do!" Havana apologized, "I'm sorry, Lord Keen! But I'm curious about something..."
"What?" Jia Zhengjin looked at him confused.
"Aren't you the Great Mage of the Space System? Logically speaking, you shouldn't be stumped by this kind of defensive array, right?" Havana said with difficulty, "Or are you doing it on purpose?"
"Lord Keen? Grand Magister of the Space Department? What are you talking about?" Havana's words attracted everyone else's attention, and the cardinal stared at Jia Zhengjin with wide eyes.
"Lord Keen, although I don't know why you keep hiding it, why don't you stop playing at this time?" Havana looked at him and said, "This is about everyone's life!"
Jia Zhengjin said in his heart that I was just playing with wool? If I were a real great mage of the space system, would I still need to be like this? If I could get in...
