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Ninety-four second call

924 Second Summon

In just a short moment, the situation on the field had undergone earth-shaking changes. The black assass was killed, and even his treasures were deprived, transforming into a barrier of filthy fog that enveloped everyone. Although he still couldn't figure out what was going on, the behavior of the criminal Jack obviously had lost their right to choose.

"Since that's the case, let's put aside the outcome between us for the time being, and we will continue after we have solved these guys."

Lion Jie first spoke. As a necromancer's profession, he felt the increasingly expanding distortion and filth. Whether it is Su Sheng's life or the death of all things, they are essentially part of the world cycle, but the filth and evil from the abyss is purely distortion and destruction, and the instinctive repulsion, disgust and fear of the lower plane.

In the face of this proposal, the black-clothed swordsman Ziggfei nodded and pointed the fantasy sword in his hand at the Black Knights of the Twelve Round Tables. After this precedent, the atmosphere between the two sides was eased, and there was a slight smell of uniting against the enemy.

Under the special state of blessing of the world will, the heroes are not comparable to those of the sinners who are restricted by the Holy Grail world order. However, the black fog barrier not only almost blocks all vision, but also the resentment and hostility that is undispersed also reduces the power, reaction speed and perception in all aspects. More importantly, unlike the heroes who fight on their own, the Black Knights of the Twelve Round Table have long regarded cooperative joint combat as instinct. In the tumultuous darkness, it is like a legion that has gained an absolute advantage, forcing the heroes to be embarrassed.

"Damn, do these things hidden in the dark dare to claim to be knights? They are as annoying as those assassins..."

As soon as this thought flashed through Ziggfei's mind, a big sword with a pair of hands blew down on his head. Although it did not penetrate the armor, it deeply angered the dragon blood swordsman. He no longer cared about any tactical plan. The blue gem on the hilt of the sword emitted a blurry and dazzling light.

【Fantasy Great Sword · Demon Lost Fall】

After Siegfei poured the magic power in his body into it continuously, Balmonk, the curse holy sword that achieved the great cause of slaying dragons, emitted a magnificent sword light as twilight as dusk. He stepped back with his left foot, and when he turned around, a sword body that had swept through the air sharply, dragged a halo like clouds in the evening, and slashed towards the attackers behind.

If it really strikes head-on, the flame knight Gahoris in the Round Table Black Knight is greatly suppressed by the demonic aura. He cannot fight against the Dragon Blood Swordsman with the bonus obtained by the flame trial alone, but the guardian knight Boss and the steel knight Gao Wen appeared in front of him at the same time.

As the burly body as fortress interacted with the giant heavy shield, although the sharp dusk sword energy still tore their magic layer, the sword body itself did not resist. At the same time, the flame sword also whizzed past like a whirlwind, accurately chopping towards Ziggfei's rear spine from behind, where the evil dragon's blood armor was not at the beginning.

Without the protection of the Dragon's Blood Armor, the filthy and blazing demonic energy broke through Ziggfei's magic protection layer and poured into his body, igniting and spreading the magic that originally formed the body. The counterattack of the guard knight Boss and the steel knight Gao Wen also followed.

The huge shield with huge force staggered him directly. Under the imbalance, he could not resist the attacks of maces and great swords one after another. Even if his martial arts were high, he was tired of dealing with it for a while and could not find any opportunity to fight back. Although Garna, the son of the sun god Suliya, had the highest divine suitability and the black knights could not break through the protection of the Golden Armor, the harassment that came and went like the wind in the dark still made him look a little embarrassed.

[Brahma, curse me]

The anger in Garna's heart was transformed into a raging flame. When he stepped on his left foot, he jumped into the air with an extremely dazzling light gathered in front of him, like a pillar of light that penetrated into the endless darkness in front of him. With one blow, he forced the barrier inherited from the black assass private n!

"Oh? You finally came out, it's so slow. It seems that you're having fun..."

When the black fog gradually dissipated like snow under the scorching sun, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but the polite male voice raised their hearts again.

After the criminal Jack eroded the black assass, the resentment assembly made the dark fog barrier cover the range and effect far beyond everyone's expectations. Not only were the heroes covered, but even the Lord did not let go. When some sounds were deliberately blocked, this open dark world became a closed hunting ground invisibly.

The only masters of the Red Clan representing the clock tower are Lion Tribulation and Shilo Yanfeng. The necromancer Lion Tribulation is more a magic mercenary than a magician. The real identity of Shilo Yanfeng is the lacer in the third Holy Grail War. In contrast, the masters of the Yugdomirenia family are undoubtedly much more vulnerable. There is no reason to miss this weak criminal Jack.

In front of the heroes such as Garner, Ziegfei and Mordred, the black lion robbery jacket was shattered like a beggar's suit. Drops of blood kept dripping down along the left hand holding the shotgun. The masters of the Yugdomirenia family were even more miserable. The originally pure white dress was stained with blood. In Ziegfei's eyes, Gold's fat head was directly crushed by Jack...

"No!"

Once the Lord is killed, no matter how powerful the heroic spirit itself is, no matter how powerful the magic power is, it will be forced to be sent back to the Heroic Spirit Hall, and it will not be able to continue to stay in this world at all. However, after the uncontrollable anger in his heart faded slightly, Ziggfei found that he had no sign of dissipation, and even the magic power supply in his body was still stable.

"This is..."

In confusion, Ziggfei couldn't help but stop his eyes on his companion injuries. Vlad, Fiore and others were covered with black and purple light spots, sometimes bursting into crystal fog in the sky, sometimes dying like a tumor, but eventually disappeared on the surface of his body, as if nothing had happened.

The lords of the Yugdomirenia family were dead, but the heroes belonging to the Black camp were still intact. He was still guessing whether it was the blessing of the Temple of Heroes and the will of the world, but such a strange scene obviously didn't look like this. It was obvious that this kind of change would soon be his turn. Although it was not a question of fear, a little uneasiness still arises in his heart.

"You can feel that those mediocre magicians jealous of you, resent you, fear you, curse you, bind you with their timidity and cowardice, and try to use the power of the Holy Grail to enslave you, who are you, the prince of the Netherlands, and the hero who repels the evil dragon Favnier, and bathes in the dragon blood, you should be born high above..."

The evil whisper kept wandering in Ziggfei's mind, constantly eroding his heart through the murmurs that twisted his heart. He might be able to resist at first, but with the intensification of the erosion, he actually forgot his past memories and his ideals, leaving only the strongest obsession and hatred...

After the connection with the Temple of Heroes was cut off, the fallen soul from the abyss replaced the original Lord. While providing his magic power, it also eroded the evil will into his body. The evil essence and magic power were constantly constructed and reorganized. Whether it was his memory, will, martial arts or treasures, they would eventually be occupied by the fallen soul. At that time, the ones that appeared in this world in the name of Ziggfei were no longer the heroic spirits from the Temple of Heroes, but the evil spirits belonging to the abyss...

A blood sacrifice composed of seven broken corpses, a six-pointed star summoning array composed of six eroded heroes. The heroic spirit Chiyou once again came with Chiyou's Dharma body as a medium. The general process led to almost the same result. It was nothing more than just that the summoner changed from the Eastern America team to the criminals, while the blocker changed from the hero King Gilgamesh to Karna, Mordred and Joan of Arc.

As the summoning continued, it was initially just a dark red crack about a meter long, but then it quickly spread to ten thousand meters and spread rapidly towards the ground and the sky. A huge figure with beast-headed human bodies continued to emerge from it, accompanied by endless hideous and terrifying blood shadows and roars………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
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