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Chapter 207 Broken Scroll

Just in the short period of time when he was supporting Bjorn, Cain had completed the blood ritual. The plan he had been brewing for many years was finally completed. He successfully seized Demith's body. This was also a body that reached the peak of the Iron Gate. After filling in Cain's own memory, this body reached a perfect state. He seemed to have returned to his peak body at that time, with a body without scars, which is so nostalgic.

However, as a result, his biggest trouble also arises, which is a fate that he cannot escape after all.

"Yes, it's time to end." "Dimis" in the blood beast state shrank and turned back to the size of a normal person. His voice had become Cain's voice, and his eyes also changed. His dark red eyes were gone without the restlessness and fanaticism of Demis, and replaced by the depth of the deep sea, which was a scarlet and bottomless sea of ​​blood.

Bjorn was a little hesitant. It was not his style to escape before the battle was over. However, this was what Chasimi meant. She knew very well about blood... Although she knew little about her, Bjorn, the heads of the family grew up with her support. When his father entrusted the Esberen family to himself, he once said that if one day something he could not cope with, he had to do what the woman said...

"Nele, let's go." Bjorn finally sighed and decided to hand over the battle to the young man sent by Chasimi.

"Father?"

"Longtang City has a population of millions, and the remnants of Lasambo are likely to get out of control. Protecting their safety is the top priority, and we have no time to waste it," said Bjorn.

"But..." Naile was a little unwilling. They finally got here and saw the last enemy. It was obvious that as long as they defeated him, everything would be over...

"You are very strong, but unfortunately Cain is different from the mind beast or other enemies... He is the product of the curse twist, and only the curse can defeat him. This is the meaning of my existence." Abel's voice was very gentle, making it difficult to associate him with the vicious werewolf.

"Curse?" Cain disagreed with this. "It's more like a blessing to me than a curse. God will always bless the talented strong men. We and the snack over there. Wake up, my dear brother, we are the same kind. After so many years, are you still unwilling to believe it?"

"It's because you don't want to believe, Cain, you know in your heart that you will be judged one day and will be destroyed, but you don't want to face it, so you're numbing yourself, you keep seeking strength and constantly indulging yourself in killing, all to cover up your fear."

"Is that so? I heard this for the first time."

"If that day will always come, then I'll send you the last journey."

After Abel said that, he waved his hand and shook the scroll in his hand. The old sheepskin was covered with large and complex patterns. Cain and Abel were both apprentices of Chasimi. The patterns on them were not unfamiliar with them. They were the patterns of the Star Gate technique. Although they could not see which technique they were specific, Cain could also guess that it was not a good thing...at least for him.

Bjorn left the underground platform with his subordinates Guangnian. Naile was a little reluctant but followed him. Lancelot did not leave. He left a group of subordinates outside to guard the inner city. After the incident of Cotton's rebellion was passed back to Lauren's house, more reinforcements would be sent here. He wanted to stay here to see some of this epic battle.

Gehn also stayed, not only because he wanted to see the final result, but more importantly... he has no strength at all and really doesn't want to travel long distances anymore. Even if he runs back from a long distance, his current state will not be able to help much.

Cain stared at the scroll from the beginning. As soon as Abel made a move, he flew out a blood arrow and took the scroll in the other party's hand. He could see through Abel's current state is not in its peak state, and it was far from when he was in the final battle with him. What really threatened him was what Chasimi gave him!

"Huh!" The scroll in Abel's hand unfolded in the wind. The scroll that looked only a little bigger than the palm extended, but was as huge as a flag. Several blood arrows flying from afar dragged into red shadows in the air. Of course, Abel did not stand stupidly and let the opponent attack. One hand turned into a long blade, with a metallic luster on it. The knife swung out and cut the arrows that were shot out.

"Gate of Golden?" Cain saw the pattern on the scroll clearly. Such a complex Gate of Golden, only Chasimi could draw it.

After seeing the patterns clearly, Cain was a little confused. The Iron Gate is the most aggressive star gate technique. The Golden Gate of Chasimi is just the opposite. Gold symbolizes life. Most of the Golden Gate techniques are healing effects. For his own Iron Gate, the most effective ones are mercury and tin. The balanced power of mercury can suppress the killing energy of iron, while the changes in tin are naturally incompatible with the Iron Gate, but why is it gold?

This is a huge Golden Gate magic talisman. What exactly did that old woman want to do? Cain was puzzled, but no matter what, destroying it is all done.

After the temptation ended, Cain also adapted to Demith's body, and then he was serious.

"Secret Blood Technique·Fishing Red Disaster!" Cain casually released the high-level blood Technique that Demis needed to use underground formations. A layer of red light spread from under his feet and spread across the entire platform.

Abel also changed his form, and his entire person and the scroll in his hand disappeared into the rising fog. Gehn had seen the wolf ancestor who had transformed himself into a liquid state before, which was already an extremely high-level transformation technique. Unexpectedly, Abel's transformation technique was even more magical. Not only could he turn himself into fog, but also change the items in his hand.

The blood mist rising from the ground was mixed with the fog that Cain changed and there was no difference. Cain turned his eyes wildly, as if he wanted to find something out from it.

"Catch you!" Cain suddenly shouted, stretching out his hand to hold it in vain.

A human figure suddenly appeared in the thick fog, and the surrounding mist gathered over and bound him like a pair of shackles. Abel showed his true form in the fog. Cain used a blood technique to force the other party's blood out of his blood vessels. Abel glanced at the blood that was gushing out of his body and activated the transformation technique. His body and the lost blood changed at the same time. The two gathered together to become a majestic and huge white wolf.

The giant wolf walked on the fog, and his claws broke through the thick fog. Cain's blood technique was very limited. Before, when Bjorn and his friends dealt with Cain... the gap in strength was not big. The main problem was ability restraint. They had no way to cause effective damage to Cain. Faced with ordinary blood seeds, they could defeat them by using their strength to suppress the opponent's self-healing speed, but this set of blood seeds like Cain is not effective... Similarly, blood seeds are good at defeating enemies from the inside. Except for people like Bjorn with powerful light mind protection, one move of blood control is enough to defeat those unqualified enemies, so Raymond, Lancelot and others dare not get too close to Cain just now. And Yuese completely restrains blood seeds at this point. No matter how many times Cain uses blood control skills, Abel can use more exquisite transformation techniques to retract blood.

The two were like a pair of chess players who knew the truth. They fought back and forth for a long time, but neither side could get any advantage.

"It will be beneficial to Abel if you continue to fight like this..." Guern stood on the sidelines and watched the battle between the two top strong men.

Cain's ability was restrained by the opponent, and as long as Abel found a close opportunity to hurt Cain, the balance of victory would tilt towards him. The moon's attack could make the wound unable to recover, not to mention that Abel had the scroll given to him by Chasimi. It must be an important prop to defeat Cain, and now there is only one opportunity.

"Cain is a feint attack, he has been looking for the scroll." Lancelot also saw that Cain changed the position of the attack every time he used the blood control technique, in order to test where the scroll was hidden.

Transformation can change the shape of the scroll, making it very small and hidden, but it cannot disappear. It must still be hidden somewhere on Abel. However, Abel also saw Cain's plan. He constantly used transformation to change his appearance, and from time to time he broke free from the constraints and turned into a fog form, allowing Cain to waste all his previous efforts and could not find out the position of the scroll.

"Mr. Abel cannot get close to him, we have to help him." Gunn said to Lancelot.

"I'm looking for opportunities too..." Lancelot's thumb kept pressing against the sword in his hand, relaxing his shoulders, tightening his waist, and being ready to exert force at any time like a spring.

"The distance of about two hundred yards, the speed of the transformer... only takes two seconds." Gehn said.

"Then try it."

Lancelot took a deep breath and exhaled again. The black sword in his hand had been slashed out at some point. When it was released, it was as natural as breathing. A sharp sword wind swung out with his breath. The thick blood mist in front of him broke through a long path like a separated sea.

Abel seized the opportunity to form an eagle, flapped his wings twice and then dived in front of Cain, avoiding a series of scattered blood arrows from the other party along the way.

But at this moment, Cain smiled. When Abel rushed to him, the pendant on his neck suddenly broke open, and the broken crystals turned back into its original form in the air, and pieces of withered yellow sheepskin crumbs flew in the air.

"I've seen it long ago. Have you been defeated from the beginning and still holding unrealistic fantasies?" Cain sneered.
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