Reincarnation: The Soul of Dashul

"Ah..." A scream came out. Marquis Slav looked at his left leg in disbelief. He didn't know when it was entangled in several shadows, and then it was like being soaked in a highly corrosive substance. , melting and being pulled out of the body, blood spurting out, this scene is extremely horrifying and terrifying.

No one could see what was going on. Just now, there were still a few rays of light that could barely see. Now there is not even a little bit of light. The electric light on the huge body of the Amethyst Thunder Dragon has long since dissipated. It was shaking unconsciously. No one knew whether it was excitement or fear.

Everyone tried to use elemental sensing to find out the situation of the battle. Unexpectedly, Norman's shadow directly swallowed everyone's elemental sensing power. There was no result from everyone's sensing. It was still dark, making people unconscious. Chills ran down my spine and my legs and feet trembled.

The Slavic Marquis tried his best to open his eyes wide. He couldn't believe it at all. He even suspected that this was an illusion. However, the severe pain coming from the broken part of his left leg told him very clearly that he, a vampire Marquis, was actually raped by a magician. , tore off his limbs with the power of darkness, and his sense of crisis and death came instantly.

Marquis Slavic did not see Norman's attack clearly at all. His keen hearing did not even hear the chanting of magic incantations. Just like that, he was seriously injured under the opponent's completely unpredictable and strange attack.

Slav is also worthy of being a marquis among the vampires. Even though he was suddenly severely injured and only one leg was left, he quickly maintained the balance of his body, retreated nearly a hundred meters at once, and then tore off his cloak. The stump was bandaged in the blink of an eye, but blood was flowing all over the floor, which looked very tragic.

"Damn it! His methods are so vicious, a bastard who claims to be orthodox!" At this time, the Slavic Marquis could no longer ridicule and calm down.

Before Marquis Slav could react too much, Norman's shadow continued to fly towards him and launched a second wave of offensive. Countless shadows, like smoke and mist, as ethereal and mysterious as they were, entangled directly at Marquis Slav from unpredictable directions. , silent, covering the sky and the moon.

The Slavic Marquis felt a strong sense of horror and shame. He, a strong man in the dark night, started to be afraid of the darkness. After only fighting with Norman for a few times, he understood why his companion from a few years ago was like this. Captured alive.

Now that the Slavic Marquis has suffered a heavy blow, the previous pride and contempt have long since disappeared, replaced by shock and even fear.

Marquis Slavic then remembered that Kepken had retreated in a hurry without even recovering all the magic weapons. At this time, he realized how high the danger factor of the enemy was, but it seemed that it was too late. .

Norman was nowhere to be seen in the battlefield, but his terrifying aura constantly exuded a doomsday-like aura of oppression. Even the giant dragon on the edge of the battlefield seemed to be quite frightened and did not even dare to breathe. asthma.

"Damn it..." There was another scream. This time, the Slavic Marquis didn't care about his face at all. He actually had another arm torn off by the shadow. Then he didn't even care about the wound that was still gushing blood, and dragged it forcefully. The remnant body with one arm and one leg wanted to escape.

Relying on his memory, Marquis Slavic flew away in one direction as fast as he could. The speed was actually faster than when his body was intact. The crisis of death aroused his desire to survive that had not appeared in a long time.

However, Norman is like the devil who controls the darkness. Wherever the shadow goes, he rules. With the determination to kill, the shadow spreads all over the world, not giving the Slavic Marquis much chance to escape. After all, even a ray of light, There is no way to escape from the battlefield, no matter how fast the Slavic Marquis is, it is all in vain.

Marquis Slav was very desperate. He originally just wanted to join in the fun and see if there was any chance to absorb the blood essence of some high-level magicians.

Unexpectedly, he met a giant dragon just after arriving at the battlefield. He had not even made a breakthrough and encountered another tough opponent. He was chased by the opponent in just a few rounds and was in such a panic. The Slavic Marquis was unwilling to accept it and was on the verge of collapse. It is no longer the arrogant and conceited mentality at the beginning.

All the glorious years of this life flashed through Marquis Slav's mind, and his heart became cold, his eyes flashed coldly, and he cursed in his heart: "Damn it, if you don't leave me a way to survive, I will have to take a few people on my back when I die. !" Then he desperately rushed to the edge of the shadow, which was the direction where the Amethyst Thunder Dragon was covering the retreat of everyone.

Sensing the intention of Marquis Slav, the shadow in the darkness immediately expanded several times and chased Marquis Slav, who was sprinting madly. Half a second before the shadow was about to touch him, Marquis Slav actually rushed out of the shadow. outside.

Then, very comically, Marquis Slav was knocked back into the shadow by a punch from outside. Even the shadow was stunned for a few seconds before it entangled him unceremoniously. A miserable cry came from Marquis Slav's mouth: " You... what kind of monsters are you!"

Ledo looked confused. Under the ape mask, he opened his innocent eyes and looked at the dark area in front of him. He didn't know what it was. All the breath was cut off. Then suddenly a figure appeared with a Very bloody smell.

After a long period of physical training, Ledo's body had already reacted instinctively. He could no longer use his spiritual power to cast spells, but when his body faced danger, he instinctively punched hard.

The current power of Ledo's fist was so terrifying that it directly pushed back the Slavic Marquis who had not yet landed, cutting off his only way of survival.

Marquis Slavic's body was shaken violently, and the upper half of his body was numb. His psychological defense completely collapsed immediately. Unexpectedly, the ape-faced man who had previously tied with Kepken had been outside to protect the law, and the two masters blocked him. , attacked from inside and outside, now it is impossible to have even a glimmer of hope.

The Slavic Marquis was very unwilling. He felt the greatest humiliation in his life. The resentment in his eyes almost turned into a ball of fire. He smiled angrily and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He wanted to use the secret method and counterattack before death. He did not run away anymore. , letting the shadow wrap around his mutilated body, he chanted slowly in his mouth, and blood spurted out from the wounds all over his body. For a moment, the entire battlefield was filled with a fishy smell, which was extremely disgusting.

Directly in front of the Slavic Marquis, the shadows slowly gathered into a dark figure. Norman reappeared on the battlefield. On his resolute face, his eyes were sharp and murderous, and he made no secret of it: "Brother Soplo, please rest in peace!"

Before the Slavic Marquis could finish speaking, his head was covered by countless shadows, and the spellcasting was interrupted. Norman was very decisive and cautious, leaving no chance for the enemy to counterattack.

The Slavic Marquis, an extremely arrogant vampire marquis, a hunter in the night, ferocious, inhumane, and bloodthirsty. In the end, under Norman's dark element magic, he was silently killed by the terrifying shadow. It was torn to pieces, leaving only a pile of blood mist, and it was difficult to have a good death.

Until the end, Margrave Slavic did not understand how he had offended these people, and he would not rest in peace.