The whole universe is praising my vest

A high-ranking demon clan was overwhelmed by fear, lost all reason and wanted to escape, but bumped into a barrier.

The ritual barrier previously used to trap An He became an obstacle to their escape.

The black shadow cruised over slowly, sucking his life force.

Several blood clan elders knelt on their knees, with their foreheads pressed against the ground, trembling all over, not daring to look up at their surroundings.

Who would have thought that the Demon God would attach so much importance to An He!In order to make An He believe in himself, He really offered such sincerity.

An He said, he will handle the affairs of the blood clan. The elders of the blood clan don't have to suffer from the devil's poisonous hands. They don't feel relaxed. It won't be much better than the fate of the top demons!

The mental torture brought by the heavy pressure made the blood clan elder unbearable, and he had the urge to pass out.

But they dare not go into a coma, for fear that after they lose consciousness, they will never be able to open their eyes again.

Except for Adelaide, there is only one high-ranking demon who is still alive. He has lost the strength to stand up, and falls to the ground in despair, waiting for death to come.

The god of faith wants to kill him. As a sincerity given to the blood prince, the meaning of his life has been belittled to the extreme, causing his belief to completely collapse, and his expression reveals a blankness that is on the verge of collapse.

An He walked over and said softly to him: "The devil will take your lives because of my words. The essence is that your existence is not worth mentioning to him. The devil can give your life as a gift at will. Go out and benefit yourself by the way, you won't feel any burden, let alone the slightest bit of reluctance. As I said, you are not even dogs in the eyes of the demon god."

"With me, at least I can still be a dog."

A strong desire to survive erupted in the eyes of the senior demons, and the old beliefs collapsed. He got new beliefs from An He's words. He dragged his powerless body forward and crawled two steps forward, trying to hug An He's legs but couldn't. Dare, he could only hold An He's trousers humblely, pleaded with tears in his eyes: "Prince, I am willing to be loyal to you, and I am willing to do anything for you! Please save me, save me!"

An He can let the Demon God come to kill them, and he can also stop the Demon God.

What the demon god brought to the top of the demon clan was also a serious blow on the spiritual level, but he felt relieved when facing Shang Anhe's calm and unwavering heterochromatic pupils, and felt that he had found a new spiritual support.

The believer jumped back in front of him, and the demon god couldn't help being sullen.

Even if He wants to deprive believers of their lives, believers should obey and accept instead of changing their faith.

The black shadow was about to devour the lives of ungodly believers, An He stretched out his hand and waved it, and the blood in the wound on the palm turned into a real sharp blade.An He used the power of blood to simulate the divine power of the God of Blood and Fire. The color of the sharp blade formed by the blood deepened, and the surface burned blazingly. It drilled out of the wound and then continued to extend. It cut through the center of the black shadow, splitting the black shadow in two.

"You saved his life." The black shadow that split into two re-merged, no longer attacked the high-level demons, and floated in the room without rules, "That is to say, you don't accept my sincerity."

"Sorry, what I said earlier was just for fun." An He apologized perfunctorily, "I don't believe in other gods."

The artifact imprisoned by the bloody thin thread began to struggle.

Before the silk thread was broken by the artifact, An He recovered it.

The palm of An He's right hand straddling the wound was upwards, and the blood core ring turned into dense silk threads, suspended above his palm, shuttled and reorganized, and the countless silk threads were finally woven into a long bow, which sank down into An He's palm.

An He glanced at the senior demon clan, "Release."

The hands of the high-ranking demon clan grabbed An He's trousers and shook, reluctantly letting go.

Then, An He looked at the blood race outside the barrier, "Stay back, so as not to hurt you."

Simmons was full of reconciliation, he wanted to protect the prince very much, but the terrifying energy coercion from inside the barrier made him clearly realize that the prince's domain was still beyond his reach.

The aftermath of this level of battle can evaporate him completely, and he can't even turn into a corpse to shield the prince from damage.

Eleanor could do nothing, she gritted her teeth and retreated with the black umbrella.

"Don't just stand there and think you have nothing to do." An He ordered, "Go and maximize the defense mode to protect the weak blood race."

Eleanor worried: "Prince, please protect yourself."

"It's a trivial matter, don't be nervous." An He said casually.

The vampires scrambled to fulfill the order.

The artifact flew towards the black shadow spontaneously, and the black shadow got into it again.

The pitch-black lines on the surface of the bone baton were thicker than last time, making people dazzled. At a glance, the patterns were deeply imprinted on the brain and could no longer be peeled off.The black flames on the outer layer of the baton exploded, and the entire room and the barrier were quickly covered with thick black frost. The places covered by the frost were all decayed and aged, crackling and collapsing.

Only the place behind An He remained intact.

Regardless of the fear of the prince, the elders of the blood clan hid behind An He, brazenly huddled together with the senior demon clan.

Glancing at the slightly empty room and terrace, An He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had the foresight to find an excuse to move the potted plants out in advance.

The remaining dead things are gone.

However, I am still a little upset that my house has been destroyed.

Rebuilding also costs money and time.

An He flipped his wrist, let the blood-red longbow stand upright, and then held the bow tightly.

The wound in the palm of the right hand continued to flow out blood again, and soon soaked the entire longbow, and the remaining blood condensed into a sharp arrow that shone with cold light. An He held the arrow with his left hand and put it on the longbow. Then draw the bowstring.

The blood power was transformed into divine power, and the longbow and arrows burst into flames.

"Aren't you going to change your mind?" the Demon God asked.

An He shook his head and said, "I am my own god."

Demon God sighed sincerely: "What a pity."

An He refused to agree to believe in Him. The Demon God had expected it long ago. The blood prince was in a difficult situation before. He had tried to entice the prince to believe in him many times, but he failed. What's more, An He has become stronger now.

Killing some high-ranking demons, the demon god didn't take it seriously at all, and he didn't mean to put the blame on An He.

In his eyes, the high-ranking members of the demon clan were as small as gravel. An He would send it over if he wanted it. Who would feel sorry for giving away a handful of gravel that can be found anywhere?The Demon God didn't mind paying such an insignificant price to show An He his sincerity.

After all, the demon god foresees that An He will not become his follower, and giving up An He to become his follower are two different things.

The Demon God never gave up the idea of ​​making An He believe in him.

"The divine power is a bit insufficient." An He murmured, "The quality of the divine power of the God of Blood and Fire is really not that good."

The demon god spoke with a smile: "The god of blood and fire is just a middle god."

The gap between the gods of different personalities is like a moat, which is so large that it is difficult to measure. Even if the current demon god is severely restricted, what comes is only a fragment of consciousness, and it is not easy to solve.

An He raised the corner of his mouth: "Fortunately, thanks to you for giving me divine power."

The pattern brought by the previous ceremony spread to the knees of An He's legs, and has not faded so far. Due to the interruption of the ceremony, the pattern did not continue to climb up, but stayed in place, and the surface luster was a bit dull.

Under An He's control, the pattern on the left leg seemed to come alive, and it burst into luster again. It traveled up An He's body, came to An He's left arm, and finally entangled with the arrow through An He's fingers holding the bowstring. Vector above.

The air became heavy, as if it had condensed into substance, the black frost gradually showed signs of roasting, and the frost fragments rustled down.

An He raised his longbow and aimed the arrow at the artifact, "As a greeting, let's destroy one of your artifacts first."

"I almost forgot to say hello." An He suddenly remembered, "Long time no see, Demon God."

"I am back."

An He let go of the bowstring, and the off-string arrow flew out, hitting the artifact in midair.

boom!

The entire mountain where the Blood Moon Castle was located shook, and the blood clan outside commented: "Fortunately, the prince has the foresight to let us leave, otherwise we will continue to stay in the castle, and our lives will definitely be lost."

"I don't know what happened to the prince."

"It's sure to be fine!"

"Hey, don't go in yet!"

"Are you courting death by entering the castle now? We are all worried about the prince, but we can't be so stupid as to send him there for nothing, at least wait until the aftermath subsides!"

While the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, Simmons and Eleanor were following the order of the prince to protect other weak blood races, and Jeremy and Frey were under their protection.

Simmons looked straight at the location of Blood Moon Castle and said, "Look, Duke Eleanor."

Patiently grabbing a weak blood race in a dangerous area, Eleanor turned her head to look at the castle, and saw that the quaint and magnificent castle was covered in black frost inside and out, with cold black flames jumping on it, as if to Seal up the castle and all the life inside, and usher in a silent death.

The next moment, the entire castle shook violently, and a flower of blood exploded from it, swallowing up the black flames and melting all the frost.

Blood-red flame flowers cover the huge blood moon, turning the night sky into day.

The light of the fire was too bright, flickering on Eleanor's face across a long distance.

Eleanor continued to input her power into the defensive device, her face became more and more ugly, and she suddenly punched the device.

Simmons hurriedly said, "Duke, don't smash the device."

"I know the numbers myself, so I don't need you to teach me!" Eleanor said irritably, "We can't prevent the aftermath, and we are still short of the power of a few dukes."

"Then what should I do?" Frey said in horror, "Duke Isabel has something to go out today. She found that the prince had an accident, and she came back as fast as possible, and finally caught up with the activation of the defense device. At present, all the dukes are here except the Duke of Deia. , where do we go to find some more dukes?"

Jeremy didn't panic, and said in a low voice, "I think the prince will find a way."

What kind of god-advent ceremony will be held by the demons today, An He obviously has expected it, and will definitely be prepared.

Sure enough, the mountain was filled with vibrant green light, and some light floated in the air from the ground, like flying fireflies.A large number of plant sprouts drilled tenaciously from the rocky ground, swelled against the wind, and interweaved into a defensive net to alleviate the impact of the aftermath of divine power, and cooperated well with the defense system of the blood race.

This is the power of elves.

Among the blood clans, only the prince can use the power of elves——

Just as Simmons was thinking this way and couldn't help smiling, he felt the source of his strength more deeply, and the smile on the corner of his mouth stopped abruptly.

"What's going on, this is Isaiah's power!" Eleanor jumped angrily, "What a shame, we don't need the elves to save us!"

Frey wanted to suggest to Duke Eleanor to accept the reality. The prince had arranged for the Elf King to help, and it was better for everyone to make peace.

However, seeing Jeremy's expression that he would rather the Elven King not help, Frey fell silent.

Even Marquis Simmons put away his kindness, with a gloomy expression.

Frey wisely kept his mouth shut, not daring to say another word.

They seemed irreconcilable to the elves.

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