Mr. Azaces' body instantly flew out and hit the throne. It was the vampire's body. At this time, you could actually see obvious dents on his chest.
He is worthy of the title of [Hercules].
Hercules's modified metal arms were like terrifying mass murderers... He once again approached Mr. Assaches, stretched out his hand and directly pinched Mr. Assaches's head.
"A high-ranking vampire noble, that's all." The man with the grimace-like back muscles punched Mr. Asaches, "There's still a long time until dawn, you have to hold on."
Below the throne, a group of powerless black-armored warriors looked at this scene in horror, unable to even get up.
The colorless and odorless poisonous gas permeating the air has almost deprived them of their proud physical fitness... As ordinary servants, they don't seem to be affected.
But how could these ordinary servants dare to take action under such circumstances... Their loyalty was only based on the terrifying force of the vampires.
Perhaps the servants still had this sense of joy in their eyes at this time.
Finally, Hercules stopped punching, and Mr. Asaches collapsed directly under the throne like mud... But Heracles didn't seem to be satisfied.
At this moment the door of the main hall opened!
A handsome young man wearing golden armor slowly walked into the side of the young knight. At the same time, two teams of fully armed warriors rushed directly into the hall.
When Hercules saw this, he let go and threw Asaches, who he had just mentioned, down the steps.
The ruler of [City of Divine Blessing] is now rolling down in embarrassment until it stops.
"You guys are here early." Hercules on the throne sneered and stepped down step by step, "That's it for the upper vampire nobles."
The young knight looked at the [Count Rose] who was so limp on the ground, and then looked at Hercules. He didn't say anything, but moved out of the way.
Behind him, a lady came slowly.
The woman wore light armor and looked dashing.
"Mr. Isabel!" Hercules shouted proudly.
He has enough pride that as one of the last demon hunters in the pure land of mankind [Laputa], he broke into the crisis-ridden [City of Divine Blessing] alone, and finally succeeded in destroying the entire vampire group of [Count Rose].
collapse.
He has become a legend. As for the means...the winner's means are naturally good means.
The woman looked at Hercules expressionlessly and nodded, then pointed her finger at [Count Rose] on the ground.
Hercules understood, and he directly dragged [Count Rose] with a grin until he was in front of the woman. Hercules once again grabbed Mr. Asaches's head and pushed him completely into the woman's body.
mentioned in front of.
"Azaches." The woman called in a low voice.
Mr. Azashes's eyes twitched a few times, and he slowly opened them. When he saw the face of the woman in front of him clearly, his expression seemed to freeze a little, "It's you...it's you..."
The woman said calmly: "Can't I come?"
Mr. Asaches said with a wry smile: "I thought it would be... someone else. After all, you don't seem like a violent guy."
"You don't understand me." The woman... Isabel shook her head and suddenly looked around.
This time she landed, basically all she brought with her were the elite of the Divine Blessing Holy See...the weapons were also the most advanced, but they seemed to have no use.
It is true that humans cannot compete head-on with the vampire race...but human intelligence and technology can.
Only wisdom and technology have no end.
"Azaches, I don't want to deal with you." Isabel was silent for a while, "Be good, I can only blame you for becoming the ruler of [Divine Blessed City], you... shouldn't be in this limelight."
"What is your purpose?" Mr. Asaches asked as if he was slightly absent-minded.
His expression was gloomy, as if he had become a loser at a loss when he was shot down from the clouds in an instant.
"Looking for something." Isabel said calmly, then waved her hand, "Take him down and take him back to [Laputa]. This will be an important trophy for the new Holy See. He will be like those who were impaled and hung in the square outside.
Like the corpses of heroes, they were stabbed and hung in front of the gate of [Laputa]!"
Everyone raised their arms and shouted, this is the first battle of mankind's counterattack against vampires...a perfect victory!
Morale is high.
[Count Rose] breathed out slowly, and as he was being dragged away, he passed by Isabel.
He whispered: "Have you...understood me, really?"
Isabel subconsciously frowned... and turned back.
The moment he turned around, he saw two elite Holy See warriors dragging Asaches, their heads separated in an instant...blood splattered on Isabel's light armor!
"careful!"
The young and handsome knight in shining armor pulled Isabel behind him in an instant!
Everyone was horrified!
Blood spurted out from the wounds of the two decapitated elite warriors of the Holy See and fell...Azaches raised his head and bathed in the rain of blood, but the blood could not infect his body.
"You're not poisoned?!" Hercules was shocked.
"You, the Holy See, are not the only ones who know how progress is written." Mr. Asaches glanced over slowly: "In other words, you haven't even made the slightest bit of progress... After so many years, what you can use now,
Are they still just the semi-finished products from back then?"
A sneer appeared, Mr. Azashes opened his palm, and the blood spurted gathered into a blood ball in his palm... He pulled out a bright red blood blade from the blood ball.
"I've been waiting for you, Isabel."
…
"Fuck you!"
The demon hunter, [Hercules] couldn't help roaring, feeling his face burning and uncomfortable, and the grimace on his back was full of muscles. This strong man who was nothing but muscles was transformed into a weapon.
Leap high, fold your arms, and punch down!
"Among so many high-ranking nobles, I should be the weakest." Mr. Asaches swung the bloody blade in his hand instantly: "But I am still a little stronger than you."
A blood-red light flashed past, and Hercules flew out directly.
His pair of metal arms were almost cut off and two huge gaps appeared. Although the metal arms were not broken, they were completely scrapped!
Before he hit the ground, he heard a popping sound... a palm touched his back and caught him!
But the person who caught him was surprisingly also...Azaches!
"You..." Hercules gasped and lit up instantly.
"I have no interest in abusing my opponents...just leave it at that." Mr. Asaches said calmly.
With the force of his palm released, Hercules's spine broke instantly... Hercules's eyes instantly turned white, he lost consciousness, and fell down like mud.
At the same time, a sound of drawing a sword sounded.
"For glory!"
The young knight in golden armor held up the mithril weapon in his hand.
A group of elites from the Divine Blessing Church protected Isabel behind them... The power of the vampire nobles, they had already seen a demon hunter as powerful as [Hercules], but they were knocked down easily!
Seeing the elite warriors of the Holy See raising the special weapons in their hands, Asaches frowned slightly... The melee mithril weapons had little effect on him, but the shooting weapons were a bit troublesome.
Although vampires are powerful, they are not as powerful as the true ancestors, and they cannot do whatever they want.
"ah!"
A scream sounded suddenly!
A strange scene appeared!
An elite warrior of the Holy See had a horrifying expression on his face... His neck was twisted crazily with a pair of shadow-like palms, and he was strangled by his neck!
And the source of these shadow palms is actually his own shadow!
Click!
The soldier's neck was directly broken at this moment!
All the soldiers took a breath of air... Their shadows were actually about to move at this time!
The young and handsome young knight Naraku's eyes flashed at this moment, and the mithril sword in his hand pierced directly into his own shadow.
But more importantly, those soldiers who had not reacted were killed in the hands of the restless shadows!
The young knight Naraku gritted his teeth and said, "Silver bullets!"
A ray of silver light suddenly appeared, countless silver stars fell, and a black shadow was seen quickly sneaking on the floor, and did not stop until it reached Asaches' side.
The black shadow slowly floating on the ground turned out to be a beautiful woman wearing a maid's costume.
"Owner."
Mr. Asaches glanced casually and nodded.
Morrigan's record as a surprise soldier was good, and she wiped out nearly one-third of the opponent's combat power almost instantly.
"Is she your descendant?" Isabel, who was protected at the back, showed a look of disbelief, "You actually... gave me your first hug?"
"You seem to be surprised." Asaches glanced at Isabel doubtfully.
She shouldn't be so surprised.
Is it because you don’t believe that you will give me your first hug...or is it something else?
Asaches pondered for a moment in his heart. The bad relationship between him and Isabel was too deep, so it would be difficult for him to actually commit the murder.
Both of them are saint families in the Free City. One is the saint's maternal line, and the other is the saint's father's line. Although Asaches's family has completely declined, and he is the only one left in the end, the relationship between the two families
The relationship has never faded.
"It seems that you have fully accepted your current identity." Isabel looked at Asaches deeply, "If this is the case, then I don't have to..."
"There's nothing to say." Mr. Azashes immediately planned what the other party would say, "Today, you can't leave the City of God's Blessing... You must give me an answer to what happened fifteen years ago."
Isabel's face turned cold and she said coldly: "Naraku, purify this demon for me!"
The young man Naraku suddenly became murderous and accelerated suddenly!
When Morrigan saw this, she also sneered...perhaps because she disdained how humans could compete with vampires in speed, "Master, I'll be back as soon as I go."
After saying that, Morrigan's figure flashed out.
In the secret part of the hall, Clary was holding her breath and staring at the situation inside the hall... When Morrigan suddenly took action, Clary couldn't help but feel a familiar feeling in her heart.
Morrigan, it seems, is also a maid... She gives people a very reliable feeling.
Clary couldn't help but think of another maid she had met, Miss Yuye.
That was the almost most perfect woman she had ever seen... almighty!
Morrigan, the same thing...
At the moment when she lost consciousness, she heard a groan of pain, and it seemed that there was a result... Clary couldn't help but widen her eyes. At this time, the person who retreated injured was actually... Morrigan?!
Well, not every maid is the same.
…
Morrigan was really hurt.
On her shoulder, there was a bone-deep wound, which was corroding by some kind of power... the power of mithril!
She retreated to Asaches's side. Facing the young knight Naraku who easily wounded her, she couldn't help but be a little stunned...even more than the pain of the wound.
"How can humans... have such speed?!"
The young knight Naraku looked calm, but his eyes showed a strange bloody light. Mr. Asaxes was shocked by Naraku's gaze.
"Mixed-blood..." Asaches frowned and his voice deepened, "Isabel, could he..."
"Didn't you already guess it?" Isabel said calmly: "There will not be only one [D] in this world who can master this kind of power."
"He is far worse than [D]." Azaches snorted.
I saw the young knight Naraku approaching instantly, so fast that Morrigan couldn't even react... The brilliance of the mithril sword shone brightly!
In an instant, Azaches took action, and the bloody blade came forward!
The blood-red light, like thunder, struck the surroundings crazily during the fight between the two... as if they were equally matched!
The two of them separated instantly, and Asaches looked uncertain.
The young knight Naraku has revealed his blood-sucking fangs!
At this moment, a huge sense of crisis rose up in Asaches's heart... Almost instinctively, he retreated and grabbed Morrigan's arm!
At the same time, a terrifying light hit the building at the original site of the Divine Blessing Church!
boom!!!!
The earthquake shook and everything was shattered in an instant!
…
The main hall... The dome of the main hall has completely disappeared, and most of the main hall has been wiped out, leaving only a deep pit... In the night sky, a huge spaceship that was spraying steam in silence was slowly landing.
.
In the dilapidated hall, the young knight Naraku walked out of the ruins... The alienation on his body faded away little by little.
He returned to Isabel, who looked calm, and suddenly said: "I can defeat him."
"I believe you can." Isabel said calmly: "But it is faster this way. But Naraku, there is not only one [Count Rose] in this world. Without you, I cannot fight against other vampires and... the true ancestor."
Naraku said nothing and silently returned behind Isabel.
"I hope I can find something like that." Isabel breathed a sigh of relief at this time, glanced at the huge spaceship in the sky, and murmured: "Otherwise, the loss of this shot will not be made up for..."
The cost of such a powerful weapon is naturally extremely high. With the current resource situation of [Laputa], it cannot support many rounds. Even in the heyday of [Divine Blessing Church], this kind of giant cannon still needs to be used appropriately.
Otherwise, fifteen years ago, [God's Blessing Holy See] would not have been beaten by the vampire's true ancestor and had no power to fight back, and had to retreat from [Laputa].
…
…
The shock caused by the giant cannon spread all the way to the depths of the castle... In the secret room hidden deep underground in the library, the shock suddenly stopped as if it had been absorbed by the special construction materials.
On the stone platform, [D] was pierced through the chest by the sword. At this time, he slowly opened his eyes.
But his eyes soon closed again.
Next to the stone platform, a figure slowly walked out of the distortion of space.
He looked at [D] on the stone platform and seemed to be deep in thought.
It's like whispering.
"It seems that my situation here is not very good..."
He stretched out his palm, and the pages representing the page world had slowly condensed in his palm. He lowered his head and read.
