"Sorry, that hit just now was just a coincidence..."

He didn't plan to chat with Adwa, who had been searching for months and finally showed up. Higashino Yukihira's figure had appeared at the top of the church cross behind him at some point.

"I can't easily sense a monster like you with no blood left in your body!"

"Walk in the dark, serve the light..."

Like a soaring eagle, he spread his hands and jumped down at high speed towards Adwa below.

"Jie Jie, good time!"

As if they cooperated well, the seemingly weak Adwa, under the fluttering black robe, abruptly stabbed twelve ferocious and sharp ribs on the left and right, like a trap to hit Higashino Yukihira who fell in front of him. close……

"After absorbing your Asamet blood, I will become the strongest **** on this land!"

Countless times, those foolish slayers have treated themselves as weak mages, trying to get closer.

No one knew that their fate was swallowed by their own rib cage.

Because, except for a certain priest, everyone who saw this trick died.

In just one second, the twenty-four ribs, together with twenty-four rays of blood, passed through Higashino Yukihira's body.

At the same time, Higashino Kohei's high-speed figure was like a bullet, rushing out from Awad's back...

"Crack."

After Da Peng's blood burst, Higashino Yukihira's white robe wrapped around his body turned into chaotic fragments, revealing his strong and muscular upper body.

Occupying his broad back was a bloody, hideous tattoo of a dog's head.

The other two heads of this vicious dog stretched all the way from the back, passed through the shoulders and arms, and were hideously exposed on the chest on both sides.

Three Cerberus, Cerberus.

"How, how could it be..."

Turning to look at the "unharmed" Asian man, Adwa had a huge hollow in his abdomen, and his dark pupils showed a hint of shock.

"It turns out that the resilience of the blood clan is really amazing."

Immediately, he calmed down again.

The other party was not unscathed, but the moment the wound appeared, it had already healed.

"boom."

Yukio Higashino didn't turn his head back, and uttered "gunshots" as if joking.

The blood that was flying in the air was shot towards Adwa like a bullet before it had time to land.

His terrifying body with twelve sharp rib blades was instantly pierced through countless small holes.

At the same time, Higashino Yukihira, who had turned his back on Adwa, appeared in front of him.

In the impact of the blood rain, he turned into a blood-colored Qinglong sword in each of his hands, and raised his hand to raise several sword lights.

Adwa's black robes turned into powder, revealing the horrific body that was dry and pale and bloomed with countless sharp and ferocious bones.

A faint green soul fire burned in his empty stomach.

Letting the blood drop and knife light bombard his body, the bone blade on Adwa's body danced at a high speed not to be outdone, slashing through the opponent's body ruthlessly.

The green soul fire in his abdomen spread as the bone blade spread, and lingered around Yukira Higashino's whole body.

"Uhhhhh..."

Entangled by that soul fire, Higashino Yukihira immediately let out a low roar.

A stinging pain that burned his soul spread in his heart.

"Xingping, what's wrong?!"

As if feeling his pain, the diamond on his chest flickered slightly, and a gentle female voice came out.

"It's okay, everything is under control... Lizi, don't come out for now..."

Hearing this voice, Yukio Higashino's expression softened.

Letting that soul fire burn, he poked the ring into his heart and buried it in the instantly healed flesh and blood.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, ignorant! You have just become a blood clan, although you have acquired a powerful body, your soul strength should only be an ordinary person."

Looking at Yukihira Higashino whose whole body was covered in soul fire with satisfaction, Adwa jumped back...

"Don't you want to use your resilience to exchange injuries with me... The pain in the soul, even the Asamet family, can't be recovered so easily, right?"

On the fountain square in front of the church door, more than a dozen stitched puppets chased from behind, spontaneously gathered around his broken body, and gradually merged together.

"How long can you last under my soul-devouring flames?"

In an instant, Adwa not only recovered from his injuries, but also turned into a giant beast with a body length of more than ten meters, with several huge mouths and sharp bone blades, like a centipede.

"What is a blood race?! Only my lich body, from soul to body, is immortal!"

In front of the "centipede" body, the tiny head that still maintained Adwa's original appearance, stared condescendingly at the "ant" below.

He was right, as long as there was a living corpse to replenish, no matter how badly injured, he could recover immediately.

"Tsk, compared to what I've experienced... Vampire vs. Necromancer, although I don't like playing games, I already expected it to be a war of attrition."

Letting that soul burn, Higashino Yukihira looked at the flesh-and-blood beast standing up like a tall building in front of him with fierce dog-like eyes, and raised his right hand tremblingly.

"...I was forced to use this nasty fighting style just to deal with a troublesome guy like you who didn't have a drop of blood left in his body."

"Snapped."

He snapped his fingers lightly, as if calling the waiter at a shorts-free izakaya in Kabukicho.

"After all, even a monster with super resilience like a vampire, whether in the past, now or in the future, when injured, it will still hurt!"

Around the church, there were a large group of living corpses gathered by thousands of troops, all of which suddenly stopped in unison, returning to their original state of disarray.

"Puff... puff... puff..."

Countless thin blades made of blood bloomed like roses, piercing through Adwana's **** and terrifying body without hindrance, piercing out of every inch of pores from the inside out, turning him into a huge giant. red sea urchin.

"Crash la la la..."

The rotting flesh collapsed in an avalanche, peeling from Adwah, revealing his razor-sharp body.

"You are...what...when..."

After being hit by this heavy blow, the originally exuberant soul fire in Adwa's abdominal cavity flickered, but it was instantly weakened to the point of almost extinction.

The wound created by the **** sharp blade of the other party is not terrible. In this city of death, where there are many dead bodies, he can recover in an instant.

But this blood is extremely strange. After being injected into his body, it can actually isolate the transmission of resentment and disrupt the power of the source.

Not to mention the army of living corpses that used to be like arms and fingers, he couldn't even control a finger on this proud lich body.

"From the beginning, was it intentional?"

At this time, Adwa woke up.

In front of him, this vampire with an Asian face and swift movements, had deliberately "thrown his arms" and let himself slash, just to saturate his body with blood.

The situation reversed in an instant.

His Majesty King Adwa, the dignified Lord of the Kingdom of Daesh and the man who created several "Cities of Death", knelt down in front of Higashino Yukio like meat on a chopping block.

"Tell me, where is that 'goods'?!"

The soul fire on his body gradually went out, and Higashino Yukihira rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, and stepped on the face of the monster in front of him.

There is only that place, which makes people feel a little bit down.

"Ah, I forgot about this..."

Looking at the bewildered eyes of the other party's resentment, he woke up.

"Xia Duo, please help translate."

"Well, this is something that can't be helped, just consider it as an extra service for the hearty battle just now..."

In the air, another man's gentle voice suddenly sounded: "??????????????? (Where is the Necronomicon?

"You...hahahaha...I said, how did this new Asamet blood clan find me!"

Hearing this voice, Adwa was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter with a vicious expression.

"Observer, Shado Nord, the founding member of "Flower of Evil", it turns out that you are behind all this! "

"If you let everyone in the organization know that you helped outsiders murder your own members, how would you feel?"

"His Majesty Adwa, it's been a long time... Have you forgotten that Evil Flower does not prohibit fights between members... And from beginning to end, I just sat in the first row with popcorn in hand. "

Chardonald, who was wearing a Hawaiian short-sleeved singlet with soft blond hair tied into a ponytail at the back of his head, emerged from the void and gave the other party a graceful one-handed salute.

"Moreover, as a businessman, I pay attention to equal exchange and will never interfere with anything. This principle will never be changed because of anyone's status..."

In his hand, he actually held a bag of unfinished popcorn.

"It just happened that this Higashino-kun traded with me the information on the 'resentment' that your Excellency had, and found this place by his own will."

"Beautiful words, without your guidance, how could he easily plot against me?!"

"Conspiracy...hahahahahaha..."

Hearing Adwa's resentful words, Chardonald took a mouthful of popcorn and laughed while holding his stomach: "Ah, sorry, although it's not suitable for this occasion, but I really couldn't hold back..."

"Although Dongye-kun, the 'beginner of the blood family', has been relying on cooking dead livestock and sucking blood to maintain his physical strength in recent months, he can't exert even one-tenth of Asamet's strength..."

"But as a pure descendant of the Asamet blood race, it would be easy to defeat Your Excellency in this state."

Shadonald's next words made Adwa's already pale face turn black, and he couldn't smile at all.

"After all, the Asamite family, which can **** the blood of all extraordinary creatures and evolve towards 'theone', has another name that has been forgotten in addition to the title of 'belief killer'..."

"That is, the king of strangeness."

"The king of weird...?! Because of this domineering blood?"

Because he had peeped at the blood family heritage in the ruins of Deir Ezzor, Adwa also studied related ancient books.

Asamet is a very special kind of blood clan. It takes the blood of similar and extraordinary creatures as a way to step into the realm of the original ancestors.

Because even the "Sixth Commandment" of the blood clan could not restrain them, it caused the fear of other blood clans, and they joined forces to expel them to the Middle East.

But even the scorching sun in the desert, which kept other blood races away, could not stop their killing in the slightest.

It is said that the main reason for the failure of the Crusades was the "Brotherhood" formed by the Asamite blood clan, who were never dead and were not afraid of even the most restrained holy light technique.

"Blood, I admit that you are strong, but if you think that I will be captured and handed over the Necronomicon obediently, it is a big mistake!"

Acknowledging his underestimation of the enemy, Adwa smiled bitterly, the green light in his eyes gradually faded and turned into gray.

"Today's farce, stop here..."

Even the green soul fire in his belly began to go out synchronously.

"When I am reborn, I will use the most vicious technique to make your corpse into a sutured puppet, and let your soul be trapped in it forever and tortured!"

Adwa unexpectedly, like suicide, decisively extinguished the "soul fire" in his body.

"It's rare to have an interview, is this going to leave without saying goodbye and return to the phylactery?"

Seeing this scene, Shadonald showed a regretful expression, stuffed another handful of popcorn into his mouth, and waved politely to the other party: "Then see you later, Your Majesty Adwa."

It's like saying goodbye to a good friend after watching a movie.

...

In the dark desert burrow, the metal coffin engraved with blood-colored runes suddenly opened the lid with a bang.

"Uh ah ah ah!"

Immediately, a hoarse and resentful roar echoed in the burrow, and even the gravel on the top of the cave was continuously scattered.

"Shadronord, and that vampire..."

A "mummified corpse" with a burning green soul fire in its abdomen, with shriveled flesh and bones wrapped in bones, turned over from the coffin and sat up.

"When I fully comprehend the spells in the Necronomicon and obtain the "Final Art", I will settle today's account with you! "

The mummy who suddenly "resurrected from the dead" was the "King" Adwa who had just "suicided" and resurrected through the phylactery in Hadbar.

In the past five years, the scavengers of the peacekeeping mission have carried out several beheading operations against Adwa, which can be described as fruitful.

Among them, the priest from the Holy See Heresy Inquisition, Siena, the "Arsenal of Holy Light", successfully beheaded him 21 times.

After all, even a "Necromancer~lightnovelpub.net~" with the body of a lich cannot maintain the alert state of a fusion flesh puppet 24 hours a day.

But every time, Adwa can be reborn through the phylactery that is hidden under the yellow sand and contains the soul, and then creates waves of living corpses through the believers, dragging the footsteps of the slayers, Constantly drain their energy.

No matter what method is killed, as long as the phylactery is still there, the body of the lich can be reborn countless times.

Although the taste of the soul being transferred to another body is not pleasant.

"rustle……"

Perhaps it was Adwa's wailing too loud, or for some other reason, at the top of the cave, a large handful of yellow sand suddenly fell...

A strong gust of wind rushed in.

"Crack..."

Before Adwa could react, a strong arm had already pinched his neck and lifted him like a chicken.

The man with the upper body naked and three tattoos of hellhounds exposed, his fierce face silently reflected in Adwa's desperate eyes.