Blood God Slaying
A bloody shadow flew out from the flames and landed beside the huge pit, revealing a bloody humanoid creature that looked like a skinned monkey.
The skin was burned red and covered with blood blisters, with only two or three pieces stuck to the burnt flesh.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."
The humanoid creature fell outside the deep pit, laughing wildly.
As he laughed, his flesh and blood kept squirming, and the wounds on his body stopped bleeding, healed, shed dead skin, and grew new skin at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a dozen breaths, the almost burnt humanoid creature turned into a naked man.
Not to mention, she is quite fair-skinned.
A faint light flashed in Tang Song's eyes, and his sensitive six senses actually sensed a hint of danger from this naked man.
This feeling was just like when he was in the world of Jambu, walking in the mountains and forests, and was stared at by a well-trained mandrill.
Dickenfels flapped his bat wings, leaving a trail of afterimages, and easily avoided all the sword lights that were slashing towards him.
"I am immortal, I am the blood god!"
Although his flesh and blood became tattered again, the damage caused by the Holy Light Cross Sword was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With a swish, two extremely sharp sword energies directly slashed towards Dickenfels's pair of bat wings.
When he appeared again, he was already behind West, with a pair of bloody claws reaching straight for West's back.
Deaconfers hid this from everyone; all he ever pursued was power.
Dickenfers, the future king of the vampires, was still feeling his own vigorous power and imagining a bright future.
Dickenfels turned his gaze to Tang Song, who was closest to him, and moved his bat wings, ready to pounce on Tang Song.
Yes, that's right, Dickenfels's original intention was not to summon the Blood God.
This happened several times. Tang Song, standing aside, could see clearly that although the vampire was very fast, it could not break through West's holy light defense.
As the chanting sounded, West was enveloped in a pillar of holy light descending from the sky.
This is also the reason why he cooperated with Urnos. Only this knowledgeable black wizard could reverse the ritual of the Blood God's descent and help him steal the power of the Blood God who was sleeping in an unknown latitude.
A brilliant lightsaber, then slashed at Deaconfers who was rushing towards him without any retreat.
His speed caused a white sonic boom to appear in the air, but the two sword lights stuck to his back like leeches, ready to cut off his pair of bat wings.
Dickenfels, who had just regained his physical form, laughed wildly.
A thick beam of holy light accompanied by the sound of chanting directly hit him.
West swung out two Holy Light Cross Swords with his backhand, but Dickenfels avoided them with his speed.
The thick column of holy light directly submerged Dickenfers. The milky white holy light and blood light intertwined. Tang Song could even hear the sizzling sound of steam like boiling water.
Two sword balls shot out sword lights about ten feet long and appeared behind it first.
However, the power of the blood god was also strange. Although his bat wings were cut off, two bulges appeared on Dickenfels' back during the fall...
The Holy Light Cross Sword obviously did not cause much damage to Dickenfers, who had obtained the power of the Blood God.
"Buzz!"
"God says that all evil will be punished in the end!"
Flapping his three-meter-long blood-red bat wings, Dickenfels showed a pair of sharp canine teeth and grinned at West.
Deaconfiss was horrified and flapped his bat wings desperately, trying to avoid the two sword lights behind him. Bloody afterimages appeared in the sky.
Dickenfels let out a painful howl and fell straight to the ground. Obviously, even if he inherited the power of the Blood God, these bat wings were still his vital point.
The half of his body above the waist was completely missing and rolled to the side of a bullet crater. The broken waist was gushing out dirty blood like a fountain.
"Hahahahahahaha...I did it, I did it!"
Looking at the naked man who had fallen into madness, Tang Song took a step back. On his wrist, a string of white jade beads made a crackling sound as they collided with each other, and a pattern of white bones and skulls faintly appeared on the surface of the beads.
Then there was a deafening explosion.
Three rays of light, one red and two white, were chasing each other in the air.
After all, if he hadn't reacted quickly, the mandrill would have almost ripped him open.
The bat flapped its wings and pounced directly towards West, and the sky was filled with blood shadows.
"People from the Holy See, hehehe... I have tolerated you for a long time, now I want to let you see what power is!"
With his backhand, he grabbed West's neck with another claw.
West felt something strange behind him and struck out with a backhand sword without hesitation.
Then his body turned sharply, and the 'Holy Light Cross Sword' in his hand struck out more than thirty times in a row.
The dirty blood spurted, solidified, and squirmed, forming a new body, trunk, arms, and head.
Before the bat wings could fully grow, Dickenface was smashed to pieces by two sword lights. His upper body was completely shattered, and he floated out like a gray butterfly.
The lower half of the body was shot away more than fifty meters by a sword light like a projectile.
West held the medieval holy sword in both hands, and a faint milky white halo appeared on the sword. He had just used this holy sword to pierce the pillar of holy light.
Facing the incoming lightsaber, Dickenface flapped his bat wings, bringing out a series of afterimages in the air.
Since you have holy weapon defense and can't deal with you, then deal with your subordinates.
Dickenfels stood naked beside a huge pit with flames shooting up into the sky, looking up at the sky and clenching his fists.
Dickenfels was so excited that he could hardly contain himself. He had been preparing for over two hundred years and finally stole the power of the Blood God.
Soon, a sound of tearing cloth was heard in the air, and two blood-red bat wings floated towards the ground.
In the blood clan, he is just a half-blood bitten by a pure-blood vampire. Even if he summons the Blood God, what can he get? Just another ancestor above his head?
Soon Dickenfels also understood. He hovered in the air with his bat wings slightly flapping. He licked his fangs, looked down at everyone coldly, and let out a strange laugh.
Although he killed the mandrill with the help of the terrain formation, Tang Song still remembered the feeling of having a thorn in his back.
Now that he has succeeded, he will return to Europe and trample under his feet those damn old guys who looked down on him. He will become the true king of the vampires.
In Tang Song's other hand, two sword balls were spinning in his palm, faintly condensing into two red and white sword beams.
The whistling sword light produced a powerful low sword roar, and a small vacuum space appeared between the two sword balls.
West lowered his hands to his chest and muttered softly: "Praise my Lord, my Lord is omnipotent, give me infinite power to dispel all the evil before me."
Swish! As the blood claws pounced frantically, the holy light around Wester began to ripple and oscillate slightly.
A blinding white light enveloped the holy sword in his right hand.
Not only that, two bulges quickly appeared on Dickenfels's back, and with a sizzling sound of flesh being torn, a pair of bloody bat wings spread out behind him.
At this time, a figure appeared behind him like a ghost. Tang Song made a seal with his right hand, and countless purple thunders formed a Taoist palm thunder that could subdue demons in his palm.
He clenched his left fist, and golden light enveloped his fist. At the knuckles, phantoms of relics appeared and shone brightly.
With one strike and one punch, he hit Dickenfels hard in the back.
Taoist divine thunder and Buddhist Buddha's light, the two most terrifying forces for evil spirits, instantly erupted in Dickenfers' body.