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The phantom shattered, countless black bats rose into the air, and instantly filled the entire hall, making the knights and werewolves unable to bear the heavy eyelids and slow thinking. They wanted to lie down on the ground and sleep well, and these unreal bats The place that gathered the most was the knight and Sir Duda, the bloodline of the Frost Giant.

When Katrina smashed the door with "Luxian's big fireball", Duda's body changed, and her burly figure of about 1.9 meters rose again, her muscles bulged and her skin grew. The black scales lingered with a touch of flesh, and the eyes became red, as if losing their senses, leaving only the purest desire for killing and destruction.

"Devil's Bloodline!" Yakov and Anna, who were shrouded in the thick mist of the altar, saw this scene horribly, and were shocked in their hearts, slightly awake.

The blood surrounding him was blocking the illusive sleeping bat, and two deep wounds on the back were cracked, with a pair of black bat wings growing inside. The wings flapped slightly, causing him to fly away from the ground, looking down at the hall and altar.

This is the benefit of blood, such as demons, devil, etc., even if it is only a high knight level, it can fly at low altitude and occupy air control!

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through, swaying the thick mist of blood, and soon it was swept away. The minds of mercenaries such as Anna and Yakov were cleared, and it seemed that this really woke up from the nightmare. Feeling intensely afraid of the killing and hatred that just filled you. If you continue this way, you will definitely become a demon who kills your companions!

"Sister Katrina!" Ana exclaimed, because in the middle of the hall opposite Duda was the tall Katrina. She stepped on the void and stood on top of her without any support. Her long golden hair was in the wind. The inside fluttered wildly, while holding a staff inlaid with translucent gemstones in the right hand, a thin white mist permeated on it.

These mists spread quickly and were not affected by the "storm" at all.

Looking at this incredible scene, Anna felt that she was still dreaming, dreaming of the powerful mage in the bard story. They flew out of the air, they manipulated the weather, they created flames, created cold, they were mysterious and horrible!

The faint white mist dispersed, except for the vicinity of the altar where Anna, Yakov and others were located, and the rest of the hall was soon shrouded in this thin mist.

The werewolves and cavaliers who hurled at Katrina stood still, their eyes lost their radiance, and the sound of burles was heard in their mouths, with uncontrolled saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths.

They seem to have lost all their ability to think, leaving only a shell.

Looking at the terrible werewolf in his eyes and the knight who trembled by his will, he became such an idiot just by being enveloped by a thin mist. Anna leaned her head up and looked at the scene in the air a little dullly: "Katry Sister Na is a magician? And a powerful magician! "

Katrina's current look exactly matches her imagination of the magician-except that it is not so vicious.

"Mist of Mind? Intermediate magician, Katrina is the horrible magician I met that night ..." Yakov was a mercenary for many years, he obtained many descriptions of magic from various channels, and became an official knight. Later, he also obtained more information from Count Carl Carter, which gave him a new and detailed understanding of spells. In addition, he had cooperated with formal magicians. Naturally, he could roughly judge the performance and effect of spells. What magic is, of course, limited to the more common ones.

Looking at Katrina with blond hair flying in the air, watching her wrapped in a layer of flowing transparent magic runes, and watching the black fireball played by Sir Duda fall on this rune, there was no violent explosion, but Absorbed by the runes, Yakov's head was blank, so shocked and frustrated that he had no idea.

Roar!

The blood knight of the Frost Giant swelled, surrounded by countless snowflakes, and a translucent ice cold halo spread out, expelling the nearby "fog of mind", but at this time, a quiet voice emerged from behind him Figure, black shirt, red coat, slender white hands with long flashing nails. Then, the figure was like pulling a lyre, reaching out from behind, and gently stroked the "Frost Giant" throat.

The faint faint black gas passed away, and the thick ice layer in the throat of "Frost Giant" fused silently and silently.

what!

The Frost Giant screamed in pain, his throat was bleeding, and his two-handed sword swung backwards, but only broke a phantom. Viscount Karindia appeared in the other direction, and stretched his right hand to his mouth. Gently licked: "The blood tastes pretty good and is free of toxins."

This perverted behavior is so elegant and natural by him, it seems that he is really tasting his own food.

"Frost Giant" is terrifying in strength and is good at all kinds of frost spells. However, this is useful only if it is hit. In the presence of Viscount Karendia, whose speed and agility completely surpass the normal fifth-level knight, he is like a The helpless child couldn't hit each other, and he was caught twice from time to time, hit by dark spells, and even Viscount Carlendia took the time to kill the werewolves who turned into "idiots" around him-he I really hate that smell.

Looking at the handsome man below who can only see the afterimage and his overbearing strength, he looked at the various magical magic flying above, and the glorious Katrina around her. Anna's fear and worry disappeared somehow, secretly Thought: "The magician and the vampire are worthy of the villain in the bard's story forever, so decent and handsome!"

"Fortunately, there is sister Katrina, otherwise ..."

She patted her chest fortunately, and was very envious and longing for Katrina's strength and fighting style.

Although Duda is a fifth-level knight with demonic blood, he is bound in front of a well-prepared magician, unable to exert his power at all, and has been cursed, cursed, slowed, etc. again and again. The effect of magic is getting closer and closer to the edge of failure, and every attack he makes is either biased by illusion or blocked by Douglas' magic absorption wall, stone skin and other magic, which has no effect.

"Can't go on like this anymore ..." Because it was just the blood of the demon, Duda barely retained his ability to think during the battle. Seeing that he was in a bad situation, the "Frost Giant" was about to be killed by the vampire, so he began to think of ways to get rid of this. Situation.

Slightly relaxed Anna, emotionally complex Yakov, and other more unknown mercenaries watched the battle. Suddenly, they were surprised to see Duda grabbed his left arm with his right hand, and tore the entire left arm sharply. Come down and make a deafening roar.

"What is he going to do?"

"Special abilities of demons?"

In shock, they only saw Duda's left arm explode, and turned into scattered flesh and blood. This creeping flesh and blood constantly neutralized the thin mist, making them disappear.

The fog of mind disappeared, and the remaining werewolves and knights recovered their minds. Some of them attacked Katrina with bows or arrows or used spell-like abilities, and some of them rushed to Yakov and others with swords, maces, and sticks. , Trying to distract Katrina and Viscount Karindia.

Under the wicked breath of the wolves and the overbearing will of the knights, the mercenaries trembled, not even the strength to hold the weapons, and the sound of jingling sounds one after another.

Yakov recovered a little knight power when Duda had no time to control himself. He clenched his sword and blocked it in front, whispering to appease the frightened Anna and others: "Don't be nervous, I'll stop them, just support a few In ten seconds, Katrina can end the fight. "

"Boss, I'll help you." Anna ignored her low strength and her legs trembling.

At this moment, a cone-shaped gleam of light appeared in her sight, as if it were all composed of ice, and where the light swept, several werewolves and knights became ice sculptures.

"So strong ..." Anna whispered.

Ji Yakov had a similar feeling, but his rich experience kept him from choking, jumping and cutting out, hitting that ice sculpture.

Howling, a few knights and werewolves broke the ground, the light flashed, as if the ground was full of diamonds!

"Be careful!" Suddenly Anna saw a werewolf sneaking near, leaped high, trying to grab Katrina's ankle, so she worried and eagerly reminded.

The voice didn't fall, and the werewolf's shadow moved. He hugged the werewolf violently, dragging it into a sudden appearing well of shadow, and there was no sound anymore.

"What a magical magic ..." Anna was so dazzled by this scene that she almost worshiped magic.

In the midst of the air, Duda took advantage of this opportunity to flap her wings and fly down, aiming at the door with a weird pattern.

He squinted to see the door was looking, he suddenly felt the internal organs rolling, blood surged, dizzy, and fell to the ground.

"The professor's infrasound resonates?" He thought in panic.

Then, before he reacted, the armor and scales covering his whole body turned into red, white, black, gold and other different colors with Katrina's finger. There were solid, gas, and liquid!

"Elemental order?"

"Why can she cast so fast without a casting buffer?"

Duda couldn't believe that his armor and natural defensive scale armor had disappeared. He knew that this was the exclusive spell of "Atomic Control" Lucian Evans. It was not surprising that his students could use it. There is actually no buffer time between the two magics, so that there is no way to avoid it!

What he didn't notice is ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ On Katrina's left chest, the beautiful icy silver moon coat of arms flashed a current like light.

Then he didn't dare to think much, dragging his rickety body and slamming into the patterned door behind him.

In the eyes of Anna, Katrina's hair calmed down with the wind, and her right hand was stretched forward. A fireball that was larger and hotter than normal flew directly, hitting Duda's vest.

Boom!

Duda was blown up with flesh and blood, but he also smashed the door open, and on the other side Viscount Carlendia took out a white handkerchief and wiped his palms, with the frost that was staring at him giant.

The gate opened, and there was an altar exactly the same as before. The only difference was that the statue was clearer and a dark-skinned human-shaped handsome demon.

Underneath this demon stood a young man with a slightly frightened expression, who possessed all the physical features of the Vladimir family.

"Viscount Andre?" Anna blurted out, feeling a strong fear.

Andre shook his head, a look of disappointment: "You shouldn't come in, this is all you forced me, forced me ..."

"It's so fierce to meet behind the scenes so soon?" Viscount Kareldia dropped the dirty white handkerchief on the ground, and said to Katrina a little funny.

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