"Delaying will only make your death more painful later. Let's see where you can run!"

The scarred knight gnashed his teeth and said, the skin on his forehead twitched unconsciously, obviously enduring the pain, and other negative emotions also easily surged into his mind. After refining the black and red blood source beads, even though he had mastered stronger power, the strange energy was still tearing every muscle in his body, surging violently in his body, making it difficult for him to calm down.

Seeing Rhett turning, the Scarface Knight followed without hesitation, but what he didn't expect was that three spikes suddenly appeared from the belly of the Earth Dragon right above his head. One in the front left, one in the back right, and one in the middle, falling from three angles like the sword of judgment. Under the shadow of the Earth Dragon's body, the earthy yellow luster was even more eye-catching. The three spikes did not exert a shock force, but blocked the Scarface Knight's route to the left as he wanted to chase Rhett and run out of the Earth Dragon's belly.

Click, click, click

Three dim sword lights flashed, and the ground spikes were cut into several pieces by the scar-faced knight's sword and scattered around.

At this moment, the Scarface Knight stopped in place and couldn't help twitching. A trace of pain flashed in his eyes again, and then he suppressed it. Black lines appeared on his face, as if a few earthworms were slowly wriggling. Under the shadow of the ground dragon's body above his head, he looked particularly creepy.

"Although the power that the leader bestowed on me has a strong restraining power on the mysteries, the side effects are too great! It doesn't matter. The opponent just held on for so long, and the consumption of his mental strength is not ordinary. Soon, the opponent will not be able to hold on!"

The scarred knight gritted his teeth, comforted himself and rushed out of the shadow-covered area. He just saw Rhett looking at him straight in front of him on the left. He was no longer riding on the sand wolf, but standing behind the three sand wolves, calm and composed.

"It's time to end..." Rhett said softly.

"Um?"

Scarface Knight had just begun to wonder, but in the next moment he sensed a fatal danger, and his long-established combat instinct sent a chill down his spine. Silently, he had just escaped from the shadowy area covered by the Earth Dragon, but he appeared again.

He looked up and saw that the sky seemed to be covered with a yellowish-brown thundercloud and became gloomy.

"not good!"

At this moment, the Scarface Knight regained some of his sanity, figured out Rhett's plan, and realized that something was wrong, but the magic of Cone Rain had been completely condensed, and endless cones fell like raindrops from the sky, emitting countless buzzing sounds.

They fell to the ground like bombs, with a constant rumbling sound, and exploded into small holes, with rubble flying everywhere and smoke and dust filling the air.

On the other side, Locke was fighting with another pale knight. Fortunately, he had the extreme speed to ensure that he was invincible, otherwise he would have been completely defeated by the strange blood mist. Seeing the scene in the sky and recalling Leiter's reminder, his eyelids drooped and he moved nimbly to outside the coverage of the cone rain technique.

When the Pale Knight caught up with him, Locke also risked turning around and drew countless sword marks with one hand. These wind sword marks were densely packed, crisscrossing and entangled in the air, and actually gathered into an irregular wind barrier, which hit the Pale Knight and pushed him directly to the edge of the landing point of the Cone Rain.

At this moment, three spikes fell, one destroyed the left half of his body, one destroyed his right arm, and another pierced his thigh, causing him to scream in pain. He used his hands and feet to quickly crawl out of the danger zone.

At this moment, a green thin sword suddenly appeared and pressed against his throat.

Locke said in a cold voice: "Tell me your origins and I will spare your life. Otherwise, you will die!"

The cold tip of the sword made the pale knight tremble, but there was no fear in his eyes. Instead, he was filled with fanatical faith and laughed crazily:

"Haha, it's useless. You are too weak. This world will eventually crawl under the feet of the Lord!"

"Leader?" Locke frowned, ready to continue asking who the leader was, but the next moment his pupils suddenly shrank and he retreated in horror. The Pale Knight exploded right in front of his eyes and died on the spot! "This sect is really weird. There are people who are willing to die for it..."

Locke sighed and quickly put away these thoughts. He looked at the battlefield ahead, and saw that under the endless rain of cones, the scarred knight still had the strength to dodge. Even the blood mist sword in his hand was danced tightly, and a sword barrier was swung to block it directly above. The cones emitting shock force were like encountering a top enemy when facing the blood mist. Although they were fierce, they were like the fusion of water and fire. It was difficult to completely break through the obstacles and cause terrible damage.

Seeing this, Leiter clenched his fists and his face turned a little ugly. Although the scarred knight was difficult to deal with, he was not too worried. Instead, he saw a big picture from the small details. If these knights were really the subordinates trained by the Blood God Patriarch, then did the Blood God Patriarch have a stronger power? Even Xuan Ao could not exert a clear advantage. If they were trained in large numbers in the future, wouldn't it be a disaster for the world? The consequences would be more terrifying than the orcs! "No, if the Blood God Patriarch really had such a strong power, the five saints would not have been able to seriously injure him, and he would not have been hiding for so long..."

Lei Te's eyes flickered, and he changed his mind and rejected his own guess. He thought that the other party had accelerated its layout in the past few decades, and in recent years, it had been frantically collecting corpses, regardless of the risk of being exposed, stealing extraordinary corpses everywhere. Perhaps this power is still in the experimental stage...

“Whoosh!” “Whoosh!” “Whoosh!” “Whoosh!”…

At this time, several arrows attacked one after another from outside the battlefield. The green light was endowed with extremely mysterious speed. At a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye, they broke through the outer layer of light armor and pierced into the body of the scarred knight.

“Uh…Ah!”

The scarred knight knitted his brows together and cried out in pain. The black lines squirmed, which was indescribably strange. The terrifying killing power caused by the seven arrows coming at him at high speed made it difficult for him to suppress the pain in his body. His body twitched on the spot, and the dark red blood flowed out of the wound. The blood mist barrier created by the long sword dancing above his head also quickly disappeared. It was obvious that he was alone!

The cone rain technique was nearing its end at this time, but hundreds of cones were still falling, bombarding wildly with shocking force.

Boom boom boom

The explosion lasted for more than half a minute.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the body of the scarred knight was no longer intact. Locke, who had been observing the battle, looked around, raised his nose slightly, felt the breath of the wind, and found that there were no more enemies. His tense nerves relaxed a little.

“Not sure.” Rhett shook his head and did not continue the topic. Instead, he said solemnly, “Locke, Ledros is still on his way. You are the fastest, so go over there to provide some support first. I am worried that they may be attacked on the way!”

Hearing this, Locke's expression also turned serious, and he said, "That makes sense. I'll go meet up with Ledros first, and you can follow me later."

"Well, be careful on the road." Rhett reminded.

Locke nodded, turned into a green light, and disappeared on the spot.

Rhett let out a sigh of relief, waited there for a few minutes, and began to take advantage of the time when there was no one around to quickly gather the bodies of the three Pale Knights together. Even though some of the bodies were no longer complete, Rhett collected them carefully and did not miss any piece of meat.

After completing the collection, looking at the bloody scene in front of him, Rhett calmly took out the shell from the space ring, placed it next to the three corpses, and watched the scene in front of him nervously.

It had been several months since he last replenished the energy for the shells, and the amount he replenished last time was quite small, which was nothing compared to the energy that naturally flowed away. Without the help of the shells, the fate value consumed for the breakthrough would definitely increase significantly. If he didn't replenish it completely, it would affect his next plan to break through the Holy Land.

Lei Te held the shell in his hand and first touched the two weaker pale knights, one by one, on their chests. Soon there was a reaction, and purple-red flesh surged, as if being pumped out by a pump, and quickly drilled into the shell.

Leiter's eyes lit up, it seemed to be working, so he stood there and waited quietly for half a minute before the shell stopped swallowing. This time was much longer than when he swallowed the three knights who blocked the way during the march. Leiter placed the shell in his hand and probed into his mental power to feel it. As expected, he could feel that the energy was more abundant, but it was still a little short of perfection.

Then, he looked at the scarred knight, whose hands and feet were incomplete, but his chest was relatively intact. Lei Te nodded. He now had some experience. Generally, the storage location of the Blood God Lord in the bodies of these subordinates was inside the chest.

He stuck the shell on, but in the next moment, something unexpected happened. As soon as the shell came into contact with the blood in the Scarface Knight's body, it drilled straight in like a hungry wolf. The devouring power emanating from the body continued to rise and quickly reached a limit. The blood and flesh around it surged wildly.

Leiter watched the magical scene intently, his legs stretched straight, and soon he noticed something different. Compared to the past, what went into the shell was not purple-red blood, but black-red, more evil and weird than anything he had seen before.

"Higher power?" Leiter narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the blood source beads he had come into contact with in recent years, from blood red to purple red, and then to this black red blood, each time more bizarre and more powerful. Just like the scarred knight just now, his strength was obviously a level stronger than the other two, and it was probably related to this black red blood!

Leiter took a deep breath, suppressed these things in his heart, and kept an eye on the changes in the shell. As time passed, the color of the shell began to gradually turn black, and soon, it returned to the state when Leiter first mastered it.

What Leiter didn't expect was that the shell's swallowing didn't stop. The entire surface had returned to a shiny black color, and it continued to swallow for more than ten seconds. A faint pattern appeared on the surface of the shell! "Huh?"

Rhett's pupils shrank, and he looked intently and observed carefully. The line that suddenly appeared was beginning to extend gradually. It was a virtual color, drawing a smooth arc, but suddenly stopped changing.

At this time, the shell also stopped swallowing and lay quietly on the chest of the Scarface Knight. It was black and shiny, and exuded a moist breath, as if a circle of light mist had condensed around it.

This change was beyond Leiter's expectations. He picked up the shell and his face changed slightly. The devouring breath from the shell became stronger, stronger than when he first got it in the home of Mozaxi's descendants. Although it was not very obvious, he could definitely feel it! He even needed to mobilize more mental strength to resist.

Moreover, the sudden appearance of a line on the shell also made him curious. Unfortunately, it seemed that the amount of blood in the Scarface Knight's body was not enough for the shell to continue swallowing it, and the line stopped extending.

"Could it be that the fragment of this fishman artifact is related to the Blood God Patriarch?" Lei Te was a little doubtful. After a moment, he shook his head secretly and fell into thought: "Maybe it's just a coincidence... But then again, it seems that the number of times the Pale Knight appears in the simulation is not very many? This means that even the Blood God Patriarch cannot be cultivated in large quantities at present. There must be some kind of limitation or defect... It will be a bit difficult to meet the Scarface Knight in the future..."

He gathered his messy thoughts and considered something more important - to prevent Locke and Ledros from arriving and noticing anything unusual, he needed to clean up the battlefield as quickly as possible.

First, they searched these people, but nothing useful was found. Then they were burned and scattered to ashes as per the usual practice, leaving no evidence behind.

Half an hour later.

Locke and Ledros hurried over with their team, their footsteps rumbling and raising a cloud of dust.

"How was it? Did you encounter any danger on the road?" Rhett walked up to him as if nothing had happened and asked seriously.

Ledros shook his head. “We are fine, but you were attacked by three sky knights just now?”

"Yes, and they don't look like people from other legions. I checked and they are not disguised." Leiter looked at Locke and said, "Have you seen those three people at the cold current defense line?"

"I haven't seen him." Locke's face was solemn, and hesitantly asked: "Could it be... a traitor bribed by the orcs?"

“It’s possible!” Ledros didn’t know the truth and was still kept in the dark. He looked at Leiter and said, “Didn’t you say you knew the whereabouts of the high-level orcs? Which direction are they going now?”

Leiter shook his head regretfully: "They should have been around here, but I lost them and now I don't know where they are."

“Lost?” Ledros frowned, then sighed and consoled, “It’s okay. The high-level orcs are not stupid soldiers. After so many days, they have long gone to who knows where. Moreover, we encountered an accident during this operation. If we encounter high-level orcs again, it will undoubtedly make the situation worse. It seems that we are lucky.”

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