Chapter 508 Loren's Opening Battle

The Knox Mountains on the south side of Nanwantina Territory.

The light gradually disappeared beyond the horizon, and was replaced by a red moon rising towards the night sky, accompanied by a layer of light gray mist.

The blood moon hung in the sky at night, shrouding the mountains below in a dim and eerie light. The entrance to the valley looked particularly eerie, becoming the gateway to another unknown world.

Each mountain peak is nearly a thousand meters high, almost touching the clouds, blocking the starlight in the night sky and making the entire valley even darker and more difficult to see.

Two figures walked into the mountains without anyone noticing.

A graceful figure walked in front, as if she had just finished a dance party and ran out halfway.

A tall figure followed her, his silhouette like a statue carved in the darkness, his cloak and hood fluttering in the wind.

"Thank you very much for stealing the key to the capital for us, Lurker."

She said with a smile.

Soon she covered her red lips and apologized to the other party.

"Excuse me, I think it would be more appropriate to call you the Son of Withering now."

"Whatever you want to call me."

The tall figure looked unconcerned and continued to walk forward with ghostly steps, each step sounding like the whisper of death.

The air was filled with dampness, mixed with the scent of earth and rotten leaves.

Occasionally, among these plants, one can see some special magical beasts moving silently. Their shadows appear and disappear, and from time to time one can hear low roars of beasts, but no one dares to approach these two figures.

"We have received the sincerity of the Withered Bishop. Next, we will also cooperate with the Withered Branch in an undisclosed manner."

Countess Sabina returned to her original appearance and chuckled.

Her power [Blood Disguise] allows her to completely disguise herself as a target that she has touched, and it will last until she actively cancels it.

In the Krei Empire, she can pretend to be anyone she wants to be, and is also a special vampire who is most suitable to be a spy and infiltrate the enemy camp.

After completing her work, her first priority is to ensure her own safety and evacuate in advance.

However, entering the Knox Mountains was equivalent to a successful evacuation. A little deeper into the Knox Mountains late at night would be a place that ordinary people would fear.

Dim light, complex terrain and hidden ancient ruins traps make this a place full of dangers.

"Don't forget to give me three different Blood Moon Souls."

He reminded suddenly.

"Of course, we will help you break through to the seventh level, don't worry."

Countess Seberna turned around, gently placed her hand on his shoulder, and responded softly.

The Blood Moon Soul, which can only be condensed by vampires of level seven and above, can be used to create followers and can also be used as an excellent material for a breakthrough to level seven.

"To be honest, it's a shame to leave like this. I'm looking forward to seeing your friends realize that you are the betrayer."

As she spoke, Countess Sabina couldn't help but lean back and let out a laugh as loud as a silver bell.

"really."

The male figure simply followed her, smiling somewhat maliciously.

Until it gradually disappeared into the depths of the dim mountains.

…

At the same time, a small-scale unrest had begun in the Lord's City of Nanwantina.

The city-state's protective barrier, the invisible translucent crystal light on the horizon, has always been a solid guardian in the hearts of the border residents. But just now, it was forcibly closed for unknown reasons.

After braking, it takes a little time to restart, and this time can become extremely dangerous.

This sudden change immediately triggered a full alert in the city-state. On the originally quiet streets, the alarm sounded and echoed continuously, like an ominous sign engraved on the wall, causing panic among the residents of the entire city.

In the Nanwantina Temple of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny, the usually solemn and dignified priests came out in groups. They had serious faces, holding sacred staffs or ancient scriptures in their hands, and ran quickly in the city-state to provide protection and guidance to the residents.

"You're really open-mouthed, Stina."

Loren just felt a splitting headache as he looked at the short-haired girl who was the secret sentinel priest.

This kind of thing might not happen once in several years, but she happened to ask a question on the train and encountered it when she brought the priest investigation team with her.

Sensing that there was a problem with the barrier, Loren rushed to the city-state control center and the Earl's Palace as soon as possible.

However, it was discovered that there was nothing wrong with the Earl's Mansion and the criminal had disappeared without a trace.

Judging from the records of the magic monitoring device, someone had disguised himself as a count and sneaked into the count's mansion without anyone noticing and stole the key.

Let’s not talk about the stolen key in the royal capital for now, because it is too late to investigate these established things. The important thing is to deal with the real changes that will follow!

It takes nearly half an hour to rebuild the huge city-state barrier.

There are three main energy stations in Nanwantina, located in the northwest, east and south districts of the main city of Nanwantina.

Every time an energy station is damaged, the restart efficiency will be slowed down by one third. If all are destroyed, it will take a long time to repair the three main energy stations before the city-state barrier can be rebuilt.

Just as the barrier was braked, the city-state energy station on the northwest side was simultaneously destroyed.

The enemy's plan was clearly organized and premeditated.

The next targets must be the other two energy stations on the east and south sides.

Therefore, Loren immediately dispatched the forces of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny to assist in guarding the safest east side, and left a temporary eighth-order barrier, and personally led the priest investigation team to the most dangerous energy main station on the south side.

"Teacher, think positively. Although we are only two-thirds efficient now, as long as we hold the remaining two energy stations, we can restart the barrier in 45 minutes. By then, no matter what the enemy plots, as long as you are here, Nanwantina will never fall."

The secret sentinel priest replied.

"Stop talking, sis."

The Guardian Knight and the Healing Priest quickly covered her mouth.

Loren covered his forehead and sighed. The lonely cold wind made him feel more uneasy.

Looking up, the sky that should have been filled with stars was blocked by dark clouds.

Behind the four people, the light from the watchtower continued to illuminate the dark ground. The officers led by Nan Wantina were also fully armed. Their armors flashed a cold light in the night. They held their weapons tightly and were ready to deal with any possible threats.

These experienced warriors quickly divided into several teams, some responsible for patrolling key areas of the city-state, and some tracking possible clues that would lead to the closure of the protective barrier.

The entire south side of the city-state was shrouded in a rapid and tense cold air, and every corner was filled with figures of action.

In the residential areas farther away, the streets were completely covered in black. People on both high and low floors either kept their doors and windows tightly shut, carefully watching for any movement outside, or sought refuge in safer areas under the guidance of the city defense forces and priests.

"Teacher Loren, what are you thinking about?"

The healing priestess girl in white robes observed Loren's expression and asked.

"Neither Bishop Ivanos of Destruction nor Bishop Farmer of Decay came... And even though they knew that the mysterious bishop might pass by here and lead me here, they still resolutely decided to launch a surprise attack tonight..."

Loren muttered to himself in a distressed voice.

I always feel something is wrong.

If the opponent's goal is to launch a full-scale attack on the Nanwantina Territory, then the Bishop of Decay and the Bishop of Destruction themselves will not be so far away from the Nanwantina Territory. The signal given by the Church of Resurrection is like telling Loren "Whether you come to defend or not, the Cardinal has no intention of attacking now."

Does the other party really need to completely destroy the main energy station?

Could it be that the other side wanted to lure the main force of the city defense to the south and east sides to garrison the energy stations?

And the other party's real goal is actually... to complete a certain project within the half hour when the barrier is restarted? Suddenly, Loren felt a violent magical fluctuation erupting in the northwest side of the city-state.

He looked in that direction and only felt Farmer's magic, but it was weaker than his own!

It should be a terrifying alchemical beast created by Farmer. The alchemical beast created by Farmer does not need magic support, nor does it require the summoner to reach the eighth level. It is not a magic card but a magic guide! There is also a seventh-level magic source, which seems to be the Son of Destruction Salomon.

Fortunately, there is an unknown eighth-level magic force fighting against them.

"Teacher Loren, what's wrong?"

The Guardian Knights were on full alert.

"No, we need to deal with Salomon and the Alchemy Beast on the northwest side of the city!"

Although Loren didn't know why there were mysterious eighth-level people helping them in the northwest area of ​​Nanwantina, perhaps this was exactly the target that the Resurrection Church was willing to destroy at such a great cost.

The energy station on the south side is not important at all. It doesn’t matter if the barrier takes more than an hour to restart. The important thing is to prevent the Resurrection Church from wreaking havoc on the northwest side and achieving their goals.

A cold wind swept between the people at the far end of the watchtower.

Just as Loren was about to leave, he suddenly seemed to have discovered something and suddenly pushed the three clergymen around him a hundred meters away! The next moment, before the three clergymen had time to react in the strong wind in the air.

All he could see was a figure appearing next to Loren.

He is a muscular man with a ferocious expression. His eyebrows are furrowed and a provocative smile is squeezed at the corners of his mouth. He is wearing a simple gray shirt, which matches the camouflage pants and looks practical and tough.

His right hand stretched forward violently and hit Loren in the cheek, full of explosive power and murderous intent, as if it would detonate the whole scene in the next moment.

When the explosion sounded across the southern border, dust flew everywhere and Loren was knocked heavily away.

The violent force caused the entire building that Loren was trapped in to collapse like a surging tide. The collision was faster than thunder, shaking the entire southern area of ​​Nanwantina! "Teacher Loren!"

Screams echoed in the air.

They had never seen Loren being attacked by surprise!

Of course, part of the reason was that Loren, who had reacted in time, was attacked by the enemy in order to protect them.

However.

The burly man stood still.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Those scarlet pupils instantly locked onto the three priests.

They felt a tingling sensation in their skulls.

Under the power of this man, there is no doubt that they will all be shattered into blood foam in less than a second.

Then, just when they thought that the terrifying burly figure would flash in front of them.

The next frame their eyes could capture was the mysterious man being severely hit by the airflow of the heavy sword.

In the hurricane rising from the ruins in the distance, runes of the Age of Gods were densely covered in the air. Loren stood up, and the wind around him seemed to turn into pure electric light, constantly causing electric cocoons to explode. He raised his finger, pointing in a direction that reached the sky and the earth, and returned the punch to the mysterious man intact.

Loren's profile was depicted in sharp black and white contrast. He was gasping for breath, his face was covered in blood, and blood was flowing from his cheeks.

"Run as far as you can!"

Loren shouted without turning his head, using his thin back to block the powerful enemy for the city defense forces and residential areas.

After receiving the order, the three priests disappeared without hesitation.

Although the three tried their best to retreat, their eyes unconsciously followed the exchange between Loren and the mysterious enemy.

This kind of battle that could beat the high priest Loren so badly was definitely not something they could participate in. Staying here would only hold Loren back. They needed to evacuate the surrounding residents as much as possible, otherwise they would have to protect the residents while fighting the enemy, which would be an absolute disadvantage for Loren! The mysterious man facing Loren, his jaw clenched, his facial muscles twisted, standing in a long passage carved out by his own footsteps, everything around his boots covered with gravel slabs.

His posture was straight, like an unshakable mountain. The blow from Loren's face just now caused the skin on half of his cheek to be broken, revealing his teeth, gums and jawbone.

However, the wounds on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to their original state, as if Loren had never caused him much harm.

"Who are you?"

Loren noticed the speed of regeneration and his pupils shrank a little.

He had never seen such a mysterious and powerful enemy in all these years.

Regeneration is not scary. What is scary is that after regeneration, the opponent hardly consumes much magic power and his aura hardly weakens.

This kind of thing could only remind him of the so-called ancient creatures called "blood clan".

But no matter what, if the city defense barrier is still there, neither the vampires nor the demons will be able to rush in from outside the country head-on!

"hehe."

The eighth ancestor, the Marquis of Somerset, had his broken cheek completely healed, and he had no intention of responding to Loren's answer.

His eyes were still as hot as lava, with a hint of madness at the corners of his mouth, and every breath he took seemed to be for the enjoyment of the next second.

The purpose of coming from the Cretan Empire to the Knox Mountains to wait was to deal with the unknown cardinal and prevent him from causing trouble.

Unexpectedly, the high priest of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny also came to Nanwantina today.

But it's the same no matter who you fight.

His arm suddenly thrust forward, his scarlet eyes burst into light, and the power of his fist was like lightning in the night, determined to take Loren's life with this one blow!

Without giving Loren any chance to breathe, the huge figure of Marquis Somerset appeared in front of Loren again.

At this moment, he revealed his murderous intent, and his skin was surrounded by a faint red glow, as hot and fierce as burning blood.

But this time, after Loren reacted, it was not so easy for Marquis Somerset to succeed.

The fist of the Marquis of Somerset was like hitting an invisible iron wall. The square magic emblem on the emerald green ground began to emit dark green updrafts, and the metallic buzzing sound and air waves rose up in circles again.

Although the hasty Loren had just taken a fatal blow at close range, he already had many damage reduction spells and protective items, so the injury was not fatal.

"Don't think about the past."

On the inside of the magic barrier, Loren wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The emerald and pure magic power cut scars on the dim ground of the city gate like a blade, blocking all the space between him and the Marquis of Somerset.

Hearing this.

The Marquis of Somerset's fist had not yet moved an inch away from the barrier. Regardless of the fact that his fist was torn into pieces, he smiled even more fanatically and wanted to rush forward.

"No need to go over there. Fighting a strong man like you is my pleasure."

He moved his fist downward and slammed it heavily on the ground. Suddenly, the entire southern area of ​​Nanwantina was shaking as if an earthquake had occurred!

Wide cracks appeared on the cobblestone street, and it collapsed step by step as if being swallowed. Under the impact of the fight between Loren and Somerset, the building behind Loren, with its intricately carved reliefs and glass, all fell off in an instant, and the fragments were scattered in the wind.

Many residents were shocked to the point of bleeding from their ears and screaming in pain.

"!"

Loren seemed to have sensed something, and a rare hint of anger rose in his eyes. He immediately used a huge wide-area healing magic to cover the southern area. It was as if holy feathers of light descended from the night sky, gradually healed the pain of the residents.

"Since you want to fight me, don't involve those innocent residents!"

Veins bulged on the back of Loren's hands as he tried his best to resist Somersette.

"Of course, I just like to win, or rather, to crush my opponent."

Somerset added with a smile.

After Loren's magic output was dispersed, it was obvious that the barrier in front of him had a weakness, and gradually began to crack on Somerset's fist, until Somerset's fist slammed into Loren's body, accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, and a fatal shattering noise erupted in the ruins and flying sand and rocks.

"You are quite good. If you don't care about the lives of the people in this city-state and fight me, you may really win. But now I am sure that you are no match for me."

Somersette shook his wrist, and his bloody and deformed fist began to recover. He looked ahead and smiled with enjoyment.

He was not in a hurry to fight again. At this time, attacking the mind was even more effective and interesting than actual attack.

Although this stupid human priest in front of him is very strong, and may even grow to be strong enough to fight against the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan one day in the future, he has the inherent weaknesses of humans and likes to protect those humans who are more vulnerable.

This is also the reason why, during the thousands of years of the Blood Moon Era, there were dozens, if not hundreds, of human eighth-level geniuses who died at his hands.

"You won't forget that there is a cardinal in Nanwantina, right? Even if you survive my hands today, will he be kind enough to come and help you heal when he sees you so weak?"

Somerset asked sympathetically.

He was waiting for the Resurrection Church to successfully assassinate Hyperion, but today the other party had no chance of winning no matter what.

"Let's start the fight. Stop trying to communicate with me. I can't reason with the likes of you."

Loren staggered to his feet from the rubble, blood streaming down his face.

He felt that the situation on the other side might be even worse.

Not everyone can stop Farmer's alchemical beast. If the eighth-level friend is also protecting something like himself, it might be even more difficult.

Although no cardinal has appeared in the South Wantina Territory so far, an unprecedented blood clan monster has attacked. Loren has no time to care about the attack in the northwest area of ​​the city-state. He only hopes that they can hold out until the barrier is restored.

If this eighth-level vampire in front of us is not stopped, the entire city-state will be doomed.

"Do you think you can stop the scourge?"

Marquis Somerset clenched his fists, his bones creaking, and his eyes seemed to be laughing at Loren. It was too greedy and too self-righteous for an ant to want to protect an entire city-state in an eighth-level life-and-death battle.

He believed that the other party had roughly figured out that he was a vampire, and if the war of attrition continued, the winner and loser would be obvious.

"If you see it, you have to stop it."

Loren threw away the blood-stained white robe of the priest, leaving only the black shirt.

His eyes, like the coldest ice lake in winter, stared at his opponent through the sharp edge of the wind blade.

At the southern border of Nanwantina Territory, the wind howled under the blood moon, and a war that was a replica of the Age of Gods was about to break out again.

I updated 10,000 words today. I still have a big chapter "There is no two suns in the sky, but there are two Lorens" to write. I will finish it before 10 o'clock 　　 　 (this chapter is finished)