Shadow of the Beautiful World

The border of hell?

In the crimson wasteland, the legendary vampire Dracula flapped his wings on his back and hovered in mid-air. His long white hair was flying in the terrible air of hell, and his blood-colored robe was fluttering in the wind. After the second battle, his anger quickly dissipated, and his sanity quickly returned.

Behind him, the burnt door was collapsing amidst the ashes.

In front of his eyes, Merlin and Dao Feng, who had regrouped and received foreign aid, were holding weapons. They were not harmed in the previous destruction explosion, and just like Dracula, they entered the second stage of the battle with complete bodies.

The legendary vampire has so many abilities that it cannot be understood by common sense. It is said that Dracula is also a spell caster. He can travel within the continent in a short period of time, and can quickly move between cities by relying on extremely fast flying speed. The jump also takes a short time to prepare.

But traveling across latitudes is much more difficult than the first two, especially in a place where the specific dimensional coordinates are not known.

The back road was cut off, and the legendary vampire was completely trapped here.

But he wasn't panicking.

In the final analysis, this place is just hell, and its form of existence is not beyond his comprehension. Although the energy flow is weird, it does not affect the release of the blood river.

For those with power, as long as the power to survive is still there, it is just a matter of time to find their way home.

For Dracula, time is the least valuable thing.

Facing the eyes of the three people in front of him, Dracula asked softly:

I heard that this is the place of exile of the former hell lord Belakos, a ghostly place adjacent to hell and the world, and you can pass here without hindrance, that is to say, Belakos is your ally?

After finishing speaking, before Merlin could answer, the legendary vampire shook his head again, and said firmly:

But you don't look like believers of evil gods, so, huh, bluff.

Merlin shrugged. Instead of answering Dracula's question, he glanced at Liana beside him, and said in a low voice:

Look, its good reputation is really well known, even an old guy who has been sleeping for hundreds of years knows about it.

It doesn't surprise me.

Liana wore a black battle helmet and held a double-edged battle ax with a skull pendant in both hands. She snorted disdainfully and said eagerly:

Anyone with any knowledge knows what Bellacus is.

However, I thought it would take some time. I didn't expect this day to come so soon. I can't wait to think that it is possible to get rid of that evil believer today.

are you ready?

With four eyes on Liana, Merlin whispered:

You said before that you need at least three years

Three years is a surefire situation.

Liana waved her hand, and said in a relaxed but decisive tone:

But we are doing big things. How can we be foolproof in doing big things? It's just a necessary risk. I can afford it!

Then we'll watch you perform.

Merlin chuckled. He glanced at the legendary vampire. He took a step back, put down the weapon in his hand, and made a strange gesture to the unknown blade beside him. The latter was a little dazed, but followed Merlin's instructions. , Inserting the sharp blade back into the scabbard on the back.

What is this doing?

Dracula watched the communication of the three guys in front of him with a bystander attitude, and he asked softly:

Finally figured it out, are you ready to surrender?

Of course, the mighty Lord Dracula, not only will we stop resisting, but we will also dedicate this border of hell to you.

Merlin seemed to be a different person, leaning slightly towards Dracula in front of him, he said something in an exaggerated tone, and the next moment, Liana beside him grabbed the tomahawk and pointed at Dracula in front of him La, said in an outrageous tone:

Damn intruder, face me.

Liana's sharp and rough voice resounded in the air at the border of hell, like piercing thunder, echoing across hundreds of kilometers of ground:

Let's face the generals under Bellacos' command, and face the secret executioner of the border of hell!

The sudden announcement of the Second Secondary Challenge made Dracula blink.

No matter how you look at the delicate and contrived scene in front of her, it looks like she is acting.

But at the same moment when Liana held the battle ax and walked towards Dracula amidst the flames of hell, Merlin made a gesture, and he and Blade retreated quickly, as if they had abandoned their teammates and fled, heading towards the two Flicking in different directions, it almost disappeared in the blink of an eye.

What did they do?

Dracula didn't care about Liana who was full of fighting spirit in front of him at all. He could tell at a glance that the strength of this slender girl in front of him was on par with Merlin, or even slightly weaker.

If Merlin couldn't defeat him, neither could Liana.

Facing Dracula's question, Liana showed a strange smile under the ferocious visor. She grabbed the tomahawk, soared into the air amidst the surge of demon power, and slashed at Dracula's head. next, she said:

They? Are they not under your command? What do you ask me to do?

Hearing this sentence, Dracula's eyes narrowed immediately.

The vampire, who has lived for thousands of years, immediately realizes that a conspiracy has been launched against him, but the problem is that it doesn't sound like a sudden intention, but a long-planned plan.

Dracula shook his head. He didn't care much about the conspiracy, because once the conspiracy was discovered, it would be worthless.

The proud legendary vampire waved his hand, and in the beating of the phantom of the river of undead blood, accompanied by the roaring sound of a flood, more than a dozen legendary phantoms rushed out of the endless river of blood. Under the command, they spread their huge bat wings, and rushed towards the direction Merlin and Blade left like a bloody storm.

It doesn't matter what these little plotters want to do, it just has to stop them.

Intruder, die!

During Liana's roar, Dracula turned sideways slightly, and the skull battle ax almost slashed against his chest.

The legendary vampire's wrist flipped, and the moment the battle ax fell, his left hand was crimson, like a halo of viscous blood, condensed into ferocious claws, and pinned precisely on the blade of Liana's battle axe.

When the two came into contact, there was a sound of metal clashing.

clang

Sparks flew.

As a legendary vampire, Dracula, in addition to the legendary power of the river of undead blood, in the legend of vampires, this ancestor also possessed three weapons that most terrified his enemies.

In close combat, the Chaos Claw can resist most physical damage.

Cutting the soul, the vampire magic blade void sword that can make Dracula face countless enemies without changing his face.

And the last holy weapon that was said to be snatched from a ruined demon hunter family. Of course, it has been completely polluted and turned into a magic weapon. That thing is called Shadow, and it is said to be a self-aware long whip.

It is said that Dracula will only use this weapon when facing the strongest opponent.

Facing Liana, Dracula just flicked the Chaos Claw casually, and Liana in human form was thrown flying with her axe.

The secret guest stretched his body in the air and landed lightly. At the same moment, Dracula turned into a bloody shadow and landed beside Liana.

He waved his left hand, and the bloody demon claws jumped fast, as if he had his own life. In the hands of the legendary vampire, he reunited into a one-handed long sword that reflected dark blue light and had magic patterns shining.

swish

When the long sword fell, Liana turned her head sideways under the stinging instinct of crisis. The thick armor failed to block the sharp Void Sword. When the sword light shone, blood spattered on Liana's neck.

ah

The secret guest let out a suppressed scream, and she summoned the fire of hell to wrap her whole body to protect herself, and then took a few steps back covering her wound.

Can this sword cut the soul?

The secret guest stared at the Void Sword in Dracula's hand. The latter's wrist jumped, and he threw a sword flower. He reminded softly:

Yes, little girl. You have to be more careful. You are not like Mr. Merlin. You cannot resist this greedy sword. If you are cut by it again, your soul will be torn apart.

Although the gentle voice seemed to be reminding, it was more like a threat.

However, Liana was not intimidated, she was not an ordinary girl after all.

She looked at Dracula, and raised her battle ax again. In the flames, she, like Merlin, entered a semi-demonic state.

Whirling horns, recurved hooves, wagging tail.

The lights and shadows of countless noisy imps screamed in the dance of flames, cheering for the mighty mistress.

On Liana's face, which was like an evil doll, flushed red by the flames, there was also a crazy expression.

Cut the soul, isn't that better?

Then I will trouble you, Mr. Dracula. Please cut my soul and cut it more precisely——

On the other side, Merlin in the form of black mist and the blade with blood wings flitted across the ground of the border of hell at super fast speed. Behind them, a dozen dangerous blood shadows followed closely behind.

It's not just a chase.

The temple of Bellacus is just ahead!

With Liana, who is regarded as a disciple by Belakos, the lord of the border of hell, as the internal support, this barren land basically has no secrets for Merlin.

He knows the secrets of every hiding place here, including the seven demon vaults of the exiled Lord of Hell Belakos, but he has no intention of looting those treasures, and now is not the time.

The two were running in the bad air at the border of hell. After a while, a dark gray strange castle made of poured rock appeared in front of them. The castle looked inconspicuous, but it had a very strange, An indescribable atmosphere enveloped the castle.

Merlin didn't need to look back, relying on Victor, the spirit of the raven hovering high in the sky, he could clearly see the movements of the blood shadows chasing after him.

He was like a seasoned hunter, constantly adjusting his direction, letting the group of blood shadows chase the two of them towards the castle in front of them in a sprinting posture.

Blade

Merlin asked suddenly.

Um?

The vampire blade beside him snorted, he flapped the bloody bat wings, and asked:

What's the matter? Do you want to turn around and fight them?

No, I mean

Merlin looked at the temple in front of him, estimated the time, and asked:

Can you act?

Uh, I haven't learned it.

Dao Feng answered frankly:

My actions generally don't require much acting

Okay, then I'll do it.

Merlin drew his wand, and said:

Remember your lines, there is only one line, and you will see the right time, and shout it in the craziest and most sincere tone.

Wait, you're confusing me.

Blade whispered:

Tell me first, what are we going to do? Is it really good to leave that girl there alone to face Dracula?

What we have to do is very simple.

The tip of the wand, Lola, shone with the light of the Unlocking Charm, and he said to the blade:

We want to dedicate this land to Lord Dracula, the Conqueror of Hell, and don't worry about Liana, she is much tougher than you think.

Oh, framed.

Dao Feng is not stupid, he is just too lazy to use his brain on weekdays, he is used to drawing his sword and slashing at problems.

He said to Merlin:

What's my line?

Merlin took the blade and rushed into the temple whose gate was slowly opening in front of him. The moment they entered the temple, the consciousness of both of them was impacted by a strange force, which made their flying speed suddenly slow down.

In front of them, there is an indescribable black statue, like a distorted octopus rising from the sea, just looking at it makes people feel confused.

Don't look at it!

Merlin shouted to Blade in spirit:

Remember your lines

For the glory of the Shadowborn! Long live Lord Dracula!

remember.

Daofeng turned his head away from looking at the weird sculpture in the center of the temple. He looked at the blood shadow who also rushed into the temple and was disturbed by the strange power emitted by the statue. He drew out his weapon and asked:

What now? What are you doing now?

Now?

Merlin stood on the edge of the temple. He stretched out his hand with a calm expression, and gently pushed the exquisite offering on the altar in front of him. The gorgeous skull bottle decorated with the best magic gemstones fell to the ground. smashed to pieces.

Merlin, like a thug who came here to do damage, said:

It's easy to do now

He spoke righteously, like a fanatic, and shouted to the shadow of blood behind him:

In the name of Lord Dracula!

For the conqueror of hell, destroy this profane temple!

boom

As he roared, a scorching hellfire was thrown towards the strange statue, and Merlin's figure became erratic, jumping back and forth around the statue, luring the blood shadow to launch a surprise attack on him. The count fell on the sculpture.

The destructive power of more than a dozen blood shadows originating from Dracula was astonishing. In just a few seconds, the inside of this weird temple was messed up.

It has been desecrated by pagans.

You guys! Damn it!

At the moment when Merlin, the blade and the shadow of blood were entangled in the temple of the evil god, amidst the sudden tremor of the earth, a crazy and terrifying force exploded at the entrance of the temple, a thin, hazy man in a robe The demon appeared at the entrance of the temple, and his crimson eyes were full of hatred and madness that could not be eliminated.

You guys! Damn it!!!

The demon roared and waved his hand, throwing a storm-like shadow arrow at every destroyer in the temple in a gesture of piercing everything.

Seeing the Lord's appearance, Merlin swung his sword quickly, and picked up a small blue stone octopus statue placed in the center of the altar and the statue. He winked at the blade, and the latter immediately understood that this vampire Raised his voice and yelled:

For the glory of the Son of Shadow!

Long live Master Dracula!

The border of hell will belong to the conqueror of hell!!!

Well, he also added a sentence on his own initiative, but judging from the expression of Belacos who was awakened, this sentence has a good effect.

time to go.

Merlin suspended the small stone sculpture by his side with gravitational force. He glanced at the believer of the evil god who fell into madness and fright. He turned into mist, rolled up the blade, and disappeared into the temple in the blink of an eye.

Hatred has stabilized

Now it's the turn of the great Hell Conqueror to take the blame.