Another world, I have an elf magician

Rakshasa grabbed Nangong's neck and strode forward.

Nangong stepped back and stopped on the copper pillar of the altar.

Rakshasa smiled evilly and said: "Hahaha, Master, today I will refine you and become my puppet.

As long as I suck that power out of your body, I can ascend to a higher realm.

After my brother is resurrected, we will be extremely powerful and no one can defeat us! "

Nangong grabbed his hand and struggled, wondering at the same time, "What power do I have that can actually make you improve your realm?"

Rakshasa smiled and said: "Hahaha, as a saint, don't you know your role?

Each generation of saints will contain mysterious natural power in their bodies. You, the women of the Frost Dragon Clan, are born to be used as furnaces.

Once a man combines with you, he will absorb the natural power in the other person's body and reach the highest level in an instant.

This is also the reason why the bloodline of your Frost Dragon Clan is weak, and the descendants left behind will only give birth to one female! "

"So that's it!" Nangong suddenly understood the reason why her mother took her to look at the stone monument.

On the stone tablet in the center of the city, it is clearly written "No greying in the world", which turns out to mean this.

She immediately felt relieved and sneered, "Haha, it's a pity that you are a step too late."

Rakshasa's expression changed drastically, and he said in shock: "What do you mean, are you the master..."

Nangong laughed and said: "Most of those who covet me should know this secret, but my husband does not. It's really God's fate. You are destined not to get that power."

Rakshasa was furious, "Ah ah ah, you bitch, you actually went behind my back and gave your power to others in advance, I'm going to kill you!"

"Snapped!"

Rakshasa slapped Nangong hard on the face, causing a red mark to appear on Nangong's delicate little face.

Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth and she mocked, "Is this all you have?"

"Shut up!"

Rakshasa slapped him hard again.

But Nangong was neither humble nor arrogant, and his eyes were firm.

Rakshasa said: "Where are the snowy ice crystals? Hand them over quickly, or I will kill you!"

"Do you think it's possible for me to bring you here?" Nangong's eyes were contemptuous.

"Bitch!" Rakshasa punched Nangong in the stomach and kicked her to the ground.

He moved his muscles and began to take off his armor, revealing the strong muscles underneath.

"Today I will let you enjoy the happiness I bring you, make you feel happy and miserable...hehehe."

Rakshasa had just finished taking off his armor and was standing naked on the altar.

Freya suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

Rakshasa turned around, looked at her, and said with an evil smile: "What, you want to serve me too?

I still remember your smell from the last time, so it’s not impossible to let you out. "

Freya smiled charmingly and said, "I do want to go out, but I'm afraid you have to stay here."

"What do you mean?" Rakshasa tilted his head.

Freya pointed to the pool of blood.

The next second, the blood pool began to be stirred by invisible force.

The entire underground palace shook violently and shook, shocking the Rakshasa.

"What's going on?" He was very puzzled.

Freya said: "I told you about the blood array, and naturally I had to leave some escape routes. Therefore, I quietly changed the way it operates. If you follow what I said, the blood array created will be incomplete.

By the way, I also let some of your tribe go, which caused you a lot of hatred. Now they are rushing here, waiting to take revenge on you! "

"you……"

Rakshasa had an angry look on his face and just spoke.

A large number of Demonic Dragon Clan soldiers poured out from various passages in the underground palace.

"kill!"

"Kill this devil who is killing our compatriots!"

"Revenge for the tribe!"

Rakshasa was shocked. He never expected that he would be tricked by a woman.

The "sacrifice" that I carefully cultivated a hundred years ago.

Now he rebels and wants to kill him.

He roared angrily, and a wave of pressure was released.

The soldiers who were rushing around stopped in place, with fear on their faces.

Rakshasa said: "I am in a good mood today. I remember that you are my kinsmen. If you dare to take another step forward, I will throw you all into a pool of blood!"

The soldiers of the Demonic Dragon Clan were worried, recalling the terror of Rakshasa.

But suddenly, a voice came from the direction of the door.

"Compatriots, we can't believe this devil's nonsense. He doesn't care about our life and death at all. Even if we don't resist, he will still treat us as sacrifices.

Push him into the blood pool to avenge his dead compatriots! "

The person who spoke was the new leader of the Demonic Dragon Clan, a young man.

He is the son of Demose. With the help of Freya, he survived and escaped from the secret passage after being thrown into the pool of blood.

Therefore, he hated Rakshasa extremely.

The same goes for the rest of the Demonic Dragon Clan.

With his encouragement, these tribesmen were no longer timid and took up weapons and rushed towards Rakshasa.

The flying chains wrapped around Rakshasa fiercely.

In the distance, several alchemists were chanting loudly.

This is a chain specially designed to deal with one's own people and can contain the power of darkness.

Rakshasa never imagined that the weapons he made for these people would be used on himself. It could be said that he shot himself in the foot.

With his strength and body bound, Rakshasa was left naked and unable to break free for a while.

Nangong took the opportunity to resist, and with a flash of lightning in his hand, he accurately hit Rakshasa's chest.

Rakshasa was knocked down by the blow and fell to his knees.

A strong soldier from the Demonic Dragon Tribe ran behind him.

He picked up the giant ax and swung it towards his head.

The next second, Rakshasa's eyes turned red and emitted a fierce light.

A powerful dark force erupted, and Nangong immediately retreated.

Those demon dragon soldiers who were close to Rakshasa were instantly devoured, their bodies exploded, and their flesh and blood splattered.

The iron chain on Rakshasa's body was still not untied, and demonic dragon soldiers continued to attack him, using weapons he had made himself.

"Sister, let me out quickly!"

Freya in the cage asked Nangong for help.

Nangong broke the shackles on the cage, and Freya successfully walked out of it.

She said: "Suck a little of your blood for me, just a little. Don't worry, you won't turn into a vampire. I need the physical strength to perform the vampire technique."

Nangong handed over his hand.

Freya bit her wrist hungrily.

After replenishing fresh blood, Freya took advantage of Rakshasa to fight with the dragon soldiers.

A blood mark was condensed with her hand.

The blood mark radiates fluctuations in front of the body, resonating with the altar.

A large amount of blood-red power surged out from the blood pool and gathered in Freya's body.

She is a vampire, and she uses the very ancient secret technique of the Bruch family.

"Vampire Seal!"

A huge blood-red brand appeared on Rakshasa's head.

Freya pointed, and the brand hit Rakshasa's body, catching him off guard.

"Ahhh, I'll kill you!"

The Rakshasa burst out with power and planned to massacre everyone here.

Freya sneered, "Do you still have the power now?"

Rakshasa was shocked and suddenly discovered that the magic power in his body was gone. He suddenly returned to his most primitive state and became a useless person without magic power.

"It's the brand just now!"

His eyes widened and a red mark appeared on his forehead.

Freya said loudly: "Everyone, he can't use magic power for half an hour now, it's time to eliminate him!"

Nangong said: "Both the Lost Day City and the Demonic Dragon Clan are both victims. We all have a common enemy, to destroy Rakshasa!"

"Yes, destroy Rakshasa!"

"Avenge your tribe!"

"Kill it!"

The remaining Demon Dragon soldiers and Nangong fearlessly rushed forward.

The Rakshasa was completely panicked. There was a pool of blood beneath him. If he jumped into it, his body would melt and he would definitely die.

And the surrounding passages were blocked by a large number of soldiers, making it impossible for him to retreat.

The battle armor could no longer be summoned. He was surprised by the ancient mystery of the vampire clan and thought that when he went out, he must massacre these 13 clans and take revenge.

He used all his strength and jumped on top of the giant dragon stone statue.

He broke free from the chains on his body while several alchemists were replenishing their magic power.

He pleaded to the giant dragon stone statue under him: "Brother, help me!"

"You can't escape!"

Nangong chased after him and extended his palm.

Rakshasa dodges in embarrassment. Although he has no magic power, his body skills and moves are still there, and his body is as flexible as a fish swimming in the water.

He avoided Nangong's attack and shouted loudly: "Brother!"

At this moment, the giant dragon stone statue trembled.

Nangong was busy stabilizing himself, allowing Rakshasa to take the opportunity to escape.

The black aura was released from the dragon stone statue, and Nangong teleported behind the altar, standing with Freya.

"What's going on? Could it be that...his brother is going to be resurrected?" Nangong said in shock.

Freya said: "It's unreasonable. The number of sacrifices is not enough to resurrect the dead. It is impossible for the dragon to be resurrected."

"Everyone, be careful not to get close to this black energy!"

The soldiers of the Demonic Dragon Clan reminded each other and quickly retreated.

Standing on the dragon's horn, Rakshasa looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahahaha, I never imagined that I would be here too?

However, you are destined to be defeated by my brother and me. "

He stroked the dragon's horn and said softly: "Brother, eat me. Eat me, and you will be able to break through the shackles and resurrect. No one will be your opponent. Even if I am not here, I will always be in your heart."

The giant dragon stone statue shed tears and exuded an aura of sadness.

Then, Rakshasa spread his hands and looked down at the blood pool.

Freya was shocked and said loudly: "No, stop him quickly, he wants to use himself as a sacrifice!"

It's too late to speak.

The Rakshasa fell headfirst, splashed out, and disappeared into the pool of blood.

Everyone was shocked and surrounded the blood pool, at a loss.

The next second, the blood pool gushed out like a fountain, and everyone quickly retreated for fear of being corrupted by the blood.

The bloody water consciously rushed towards the giant dragon stone statue and quickly swallowed it up.

Seeing this, Freya quickly took Nangong's hand and said anxiously: "Run quickly, the dragon is coming out!"

She looked around and shouted: "Hattori Gozo, if you don't come out dead, I'll go back and kill you!"

"coming!"

Hattori Gozo's voice appeared immediately, and a strong wind roared.

"Finally found you, Freya."