Chapter 462

Blood Spirit Army

As time went by, more and more blood-armored warriors crawled out from the ground. Looking around, the number was less than 200,000. The blood-armored warrior wearing a blood-armored feathered feathered, standing in front of all the blood-armored warriors, was a general-looking blood-armored warrior even felt a fatal threat to the old man who tried...

The general-shaped blood-armored warrior stretched out his body that had not been moved for a long time. He slowly walked to the sword, pulled up the sword with both hands, held it in his hands, knelt on one knee, and said to Kelusaran.

"The guardian clan, the blood spirit army, see the king for blood killing!"

"The Blood Spirit Legion will meet the King!"

Then, on the neat armor, all the blood-armored warriors knelt on one knee and saluted respectfully to Ke Lusa. A momentum that made everyone tremble was once again emitted.

Looking at the entire continent, this momentum alone is unmatched.

Kelusa glanced lightly at the blood-armored warriors he had seen when he was very young, and felt a sense of emotion in his heart. When did he think that these ancestor warriors would one day fall to kneel in front of him?

"No gift."

With a wave of his hand, the sword flew away from the hands of Shuxue and returned to his hands.

"You also gave him the secret technique of that person back then?"

The old judge's eyes were so frightening that he stared at Kelusa almost wanted to swallow him.

In that battle that year, his old friends fell in total, and even his most proud disciple died in that battle. How could he not hate him?

He could feel that the blood armored warriors in front of him who called themselves the Blood Spirit Legion were much different from the blood armored warrior back then. At that time, the spiritual intelligence of the blood armored warrior had completely disappeared and was killing all by instinct. The blood armored warriors in front of him obviously existed longer than that person, but they each maintained their due spiritual intelligence.

"It can be said that the national master once tried to create these blood spirit warriors passed down from ancient times. At first we didn't know why, and each experimental subject was successful. It was not until the appearance of that person that we found the reason, that was our own belief."

"The primary condition for becoming a Blood Spirit Warrior is to be voluntary and have a firm belief. Only that person succeeds or fails, because after he avenged his revenge, his belief disappeared and turned into a puppet who only knows how to kill."

"After understanding the reason, the national savage gave up the plan to create a blood spirit warrior. After all, there are too few such people. It has to be said that he escaped back then, and letting him go out to commit murder was not our original intention."

It was already this time, and Kelusa did not need to continue hiding it. Instead, he admitted this matter openly. After all, if he had such a legion, what would the whole world be unable to go.

Unfortunately, they finally gave up on this plan because there was another prerequisite that he did not say, that is, the Blood Spirit Warrior must be an awakened guardian clan member. All that person can succeed is because the blood of guardian clan flows in his body, and the obsession with revenge has opened up part of his blood.

"The ancient heritage... I said why that person could not be killed at that time? It turned out to be a semi-finished product of the God Warrior."

The old judge recited gently, and finally woke up after half a salary. However, when he reached his mouth, the Blood Spirit Warrior became a God Warrior. It seemed that he still had a deep understanding of the God Warrior.

The yellow-armored warrior called the source shook his head with a hint of teasing, as if he was full of confidence in the Lord of Destiny he said, and then sighed with regret.

Neither of them continued to speak, looked at each other silently, and the atmosphere was a little strange for a moment.

"kill!"

Kelusa's eyes flashed, and she didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, she gritted her teeth and shouted angrily for a while!

"The king has his life and has to follow him and kill him!"

Liu Xue sighed, and a rusty long sword rose from the ground under his feet. With the wave of the long sword, a murderous aura rose. The 200,000 blood spirit warriors behind Liu Xue immediately took a step forward together.

"Stop them! Fight!"

The yellow-armored warriors behind Yuan were limited, with a number of about 30,000, but the momentum of the 30,000 people was comparable to that of the Blood Spirit Legion.

The yellow torrent and the blood torrent collided violently the next moment. The yellow-armored warrior, who was originally as powerful as a rainbow, had no resistance under the butcher knife of the Blood Spirit Legion. With a few slashes, the yellow-armored warrior turned into dust again.

Just as everyone rolled their eyes and felt constantly, the yellow-armored warriors who had turned into dust condensed again, and it seemed that this time they were stronger than before, and their defense was thicker. After a few blows of the blood spirit warriors, the yellow-armored warriors had not fallen.

On the contrary, the yellow-armored warrior who stood up again was stuck behind the blood spirit warriors in the front rows, separating the blood spirit warriors in the front rows from the large troops behind. The blood spirit army, which was originally neatly formed, was immediately divided.

The two teams of undead warriors had to keep knocking down each other, get up again, and stay together.

The 30,000-strong yellow-armored warrior blocked the 200,000 Blood Spirit Legion and tied the Blood Spirit Legion to the master.

"Let's go, the next time we meet is the time to decide the outcome."

The old judge with a pale face looked at Ke Lusa deeply, waved his hand and disappeared without looking back. The members of the judge pondered for a moment and retreated behind the old judge, fighting against these completely undead warriors, even they did not have any confidence.

When the judge walked away, Yuan and the yellow-armored warrior behind him slowly collapsed and slowly disappeared.

"The next time we meet is time for us to decide the outcome, brother."

The sound of the source was a little hollow and was finally inaudible, but the blood still stood there like a stone statue without moving at all, but the soul fire in his eyes was a little swaying.

"Let everyone come back, the final feast is about to begin."

After leaving this sentence, Kelusa disappeared from the spot, not knowing where he went.

In the Queen of Setterdam's bedroom, the master gently placed the Queen on the soft big bed covered with velvet silk quilt. His movements were extremely gentle, as if he was afraid of waking the Queen.

Looking at the face that was frowning tightly even when he was asleep, the national master stretched out his fingers and gently stroked her eyebrows, as if he wanted to stretch her frown brow.

After the national master's fingers, the queen's brow was indeed unbuttoned. The smile on the national master's mask had just been revealed, but she didn't expect that the queen's brow was locked again.

"Oh." He sighed softly, and stared at the Lian who did not look old at all. After a long time, he slowly pulled the cup on the queen's body, and the national master turned around and walked out of the queen's bedroom.

"Simian! The breath of you! How could you become an apostle of the God of Destruction? Do you know..."

Outside the bedroom, Igabera waited for him with a gloomy face for a long time. She knew that the national teacher's taboo was that someone disturbed her while the queen was resting, so even if she was the elf queen, she did not rashly break in.

But now after the national master came out of the bedroom, Igabella felt the change of his breath. The vitality-filled natural element disappeared, but instead became full of the power of destruction.

"Mr. Queen, you won't understand even if you tell you. I can only tell you that all laws are united, and all laws are the same in the end. All I have done is to speed up the rotation of the gear of fate."

The national teacher obviously didn't want to say anything to Igaberado. Before she finished speaking, she stretched out a hand and interrupted what she wanted to continue. He knew very clearly what he was doing.

"Simian! What's wrong with you? Have you forgotten the teachings of the elves to you! Did the goddess of life praise you?! I never thought you would rebel against God!"

Igabella's expression was full of anger and heartbroken. She was increasingly unable to understand the pride of the entire elf clan.

Since he left the Elf Clan, he seemed to have become a different person. If it weren't for the elves' blood on him, he proved that he was that person, Igabera even doubted whether he was a fake god.

You should know that the elves have been believers of the Goddess of Life for generations, but the girl of life is the one who is the one who opposes the God of Destruction! Ximian gave up his faith in the Goddess of Life and became the apostle of the Goddess of Destruction, which is equivalent to rebel against the Goddess of Destruction.

Since ancient times, none of the people who betray the gods have had a good ending.

"So I said you won't understand."

After saying that, the national master shook his head and walked out on his own. His back suddenly seemed a little lonely in Igabera's eyes.

"Since you have chosen to rebel God! Instead of letting you kill our tribe members in the future, I'd better kill you now!"

Igabela looked at the back of the national master for a moment, and then gritted his teeth and took out a green staff from his arms and recited a rash spell. In an instant, the entire passage where the two of them were located turned into a sea of ​​plants.

"You are not my opponent, I will not attack you. Go back and tell the High Priest of the Moon to let the elves welcome the new life."

Before Igabera could attack, the national guru in front of him suddenly disappeared.

The national master changed into an extremely ordinary iron dagger to press it against Igabera's neck. All the plants withered and died while he made a sound, and eventually turned into dust and fell to the ground.

Standing there blankly, Igabella never thought that she would be defeated in an instant. Even if he was the most lustful genius in the history of the elves, it would be impossible to defeat her with one blow!

What's more, he has betrayed the goddess of life, how could he have such terrifying strength!
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