"Push! Pounce! Pounce!" Just when the Golden Demon Hunter was about to finish off these four vampires who were almost exhausted, the sound of dense flapping wings sounded and became louder quickly.
The witcher knight suddenly turned around and looked at the place where the sound of the bat's wings came from. Over the edge of the city of Varianti, a huge dark cloud was rapidly approaching.
In the sky, the silvery moonlight that originally scattered on the earth fell on this dark cloud and disappeared. Even the moonlight around it was distorted and then submerged into it - this dark cloud was swallowing the moonlight.
But under the dark clouds, the land no longer had any light, it was completely plunged into darkness, and there was a dead silence. It seemed that wherever the dark clouds passed, not a single blade of grass grew, and everything was extinct.
Just as the dark clouds were about to enter Varianti, faint spiritual lights lit up one after another on the edge of the city wall of the largest commercial city in the Baiye Principality. They were the patterns of the defensive array engraved on the city wall.
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"Buzz!" A curtain of light rose from the city wall surrounding Varianti, and soon turned into a spiritual light shield that enveloped the entire city, blocking the dark cloud outside the city wall.
"Bo interest, what does this kind of defense mean to me?" In the dark clouds, there was a lazy hum, and then, in the dark clouds, countless blood energy surged, turned into a big hand, and moved toward the shroud
The entire city's protective shield was taken down with one slap.
"Marquis Andre, this is the territory of the human race. If you don't want to perish here, please leave!"
Before the bloody giant palm fell, countless white lights appeared from the sky, condensed into a giant palm of holy light, and faced it.
"Boom!" The two palms collided with each other. The mutually exclusive power attributes caused an annihilation reaction in mid-air. A violent explosion occurred. A violent shock wave swept across the wilderness outside Varianti City, destroying and breaking countless trees and plants.
"Cardinal Archbishop, Felix!"
Following the voice in the dark cloud, right in front of the "dark cloud", a white-haired old man wearing a red robe and holding a law staff slowly stepped out. Behind him was Varianti's
The light curtain formed by the defensive array.
"Go and hide in your temple. I won't cause you any trouble! Don't block my way."
The "dark cloud" instantly boiled like a pot of boiling water. "Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!" The dense bat cries resounded throughout Varianti, causing countless ordinary residents to shiver under their blankets.
Pray for the blessings of the gods, and the strong men in the city can protect you.
This cloud is not a dark cloud, it is simply a group of bats with a terrifying number of tens to millions. This is the scene after a soul-level vampire marquis performs bat transformation.
Thousands of bats flew out, and then quickly gathered together, condensing into a handsome middle-aged man with a sinister appearance wearing a black dress and holding a short cane.
"The third level of soul spirit has only condensed six soul rings. You are no match for me." The vampire Marquis Andre looked at the old man in red robe with contempt in his eyes. Behind him, fifteen bloody soul rings appeared.
The ring is looming, exuding a dark and bloody atmosphere.
"With this city protection formation, I can hold you until the red archbishops from other cities arrive. There will be no problem." The disdainful tone of the Blood Marquis did not anger the red archbishop Felix. His face was calm.
Tell a fact.
"The longer we hold you back, the more cardinals will teleport to support you. By then, you will fall.
I don’t understand, who gave you the courage to attack a city guarded by a cardinal archbishop?”
"Who told you that I am the only Marquis from the Vampire Tribe who is here today?" The Vampire Tribe's Marquis, standing among an astonishing number of bats, let out a deep laugh, "We pay more attention to the Demon Hunter Knight than you think!"
"Pu! Plop! Plop..." In the other three directions of Varianti, the sound of dense flapping wings came. Three groups of bats, no less than the size of the vampire marquis in front of them, approached, forming an encirclement.
Outside the hood, the sky is filled with bats.
There were not one but four vampire marquis who wanted to take action against the demon-hunting knight who had not yet grown up. At this moment, they all appeared and surrounded Varianti.
"Four vampire marquises!" The red archbishop's face instantly darkened, "How could there be so many high-ranking vampires around Baiye Principality?"
"Oh! I am the only marquis in the Baiye Principality. But after I received the news about the appearance of the Demon Hunter yesterday, I reported it to a prince, and then the prince sent three marquis over to help me kill this monster.
A flamboyant demon-hunting knight."
"Ouch!" "Ouch!" "Ouch!" "Ouch!"
At this moment, four long and high-pitched wolf howls resounded through the night sky, followed by countless wolf howls, large and small, but none of them were as loud as the first four.
Hearing the intensive howling sound of wolves, the red archbishop's face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face.
On the ground, four giant wolves with silver or black hair surged toward Varianti from four directions. Behind them, there were densely packed wolves that surged like a tide.
Finally, four giant wolves more than 20 meters long and their pack stopped outside the walls of Varianti.
Under the gaze of the red archbishop, a giant wolf walked into the air on thirteen soul rings. The huge wolf body quickly shrank, and after reaching a certain level, it turned into an upright werewolf form.
"Old man, should you open up your defenses and get out of the way obediently, or should I tear you alive and pierce this membrane to get in."
Even in werewolf form, there was a soul-level werewolf more than four meters tall who looked at the red archbishop and smiled ferociously, showing his madness.
"Eight souls, just to deal with a gold-level demon-hunting knight." The red archbishop showed a trace of ridicule, "How afraid are you of our human demon-hunting knights."
"Dread Demon Hunter?" Hearing the red archbishop's words, the gray-haired soul-level werewolf raised his head and laughed, "Don't be ridiculous, it's just a heritage that has declined. I just followed the orders of the elders to come here.
From a small, run-down principality, I want to see what kind of demon-hunting knights are they that can actually make those old guys so fearful?"
"Ah, a fool with a brain full of muscles." After hearing the nonsense of this soul-level werewolf, Marquis Andre retorted. Although the history of werewolves is as long as that of their vampires, their way of recording history is very rough, far from that of the vampires.
detailed.
"What did you say..." Just when the soul-level black-haired werewolf turned back to glare at Marquis Andre, eight golden fireballs with a diameter of more than ten meters suddenly hit the eight dark soul-level people besieging the city.
"Get out of my way, this city will be guarded by me, Kaslana, today. Whoever dares to attack will die!"