Chapter 332: The Showdown of Supreme Magic
"A man in Shengdu is a cow, he can swallow my juice."
An Su showed an expression of admiration. He found a telescope from the hospital and looked at the earldom in the distance.
As Count Dracula sucked the blood of the colonists from three streets in a row, all the chaotic residents around him stood up in awe and applauded. Who could stop Count Dracula who had mastered the blood of the colonists? Who could stop him? "Eat my 'God-breaking Crimson Slaughterer's Blade'."
Count Dracula's rank increased explosively, and his strength grew. He evaporated the blood in his body into blood blades, and swooped down towards the Rainbow Envoy. Several heads flew up one after another, and blood-colored bats danced in the twilight, tearing and biting those heads into pieces and swallowing them into their stomachs.
[Crimson Devil Blade]
[Holy Magic]
[Effect: Condensed from the blood of thousands of colonists, all races harmed by the Crimson Demon Blade will have their physique and soul eroded by the colonists' blood, and then be devoured by vampire bats, turning into the magic power of vampires.]
"Fight! Fight! Fight!" The chaotic audience were all shouting wildly. What an honor it was today to be able to see the old white man from the Holy City fighting against the Chaos Rainbow Envoy. Such a magnificent sight, such a grand occasion, was worth the price of the ticket even if they had their sex changed on the spot.
Gulala was furious. Sure enough, Shunzhi was no good. It was you who locked the steel door, and you were not responsible for unlocking it! Its heart was completely cold.
Sure enough, this world is full of discrimination against them, and these straight men are always hurting them.
Shunzhi men are feudal, ignorant, conservative and violent, they have neither stable emotions nor the spirit of love, and most importantly, they always suppress free and progressive speech.
And everything that happened today, the lock on the steel door is the ironclad evidence.
Since the steel door of the Rainbow Apostles was locked, how could they make free and progressive speeches? If they didn't speak through the steel door, would they still speak through their mouths?
There is no doubt that this is suppression.
The Rainbow Elves would no longer give in. Even if the men from the Holy City sucked the blood of the colonists dry, what could it matter? In the face of freedom and advancement, nothing was worth mentioning.
Because that was a wrong thing, and it was not recognized. The blessing of chaos reached its maximum at this moment. The colorful light of the rainbow enveloped everything. She raised her hand and issued the second decree of the Chaos Envoy -
Sacred level decree.
【Chaotic Correct】
"Even [Chaotic Correctness] has appeared. Everyone, retreat quickly!"
"Quack! It's actually this legendary magic.!"
Ansu heard bursts of exclamations coming from the side. Chaos Correctness is the pinnacle of the law of chaos. If the Chaos Legislative Corps' [Chaos Inequality] only violates the laws of magic, then [Chaos Correctness] redefines the laws of everything!
Even An Su frowned, even he was somewhat afraid of chaos.
As a top speedrunner in his previous life, he was not afraid of anything except this terrifying magic.
[Rank: Divine Level]
[Effect: In the area covered by the Chaos Law, features judged as 'incorrect' will be forcibly modified, and magic judged as 'incorrect' will be removed from the shelves. If 20 magic points are handed over to the caster every minute, the correct judgment will be immune for one minute.]
[Note: Chaos Correct provides consultation and guidance to warlocks during the spellcasting process to promote diversity, fairness and inclusion in Naraku magic]
Count Dracula watched the correct domain unfold, but it was too late for him to dodge. He stepped into the domain of law, and the judgment of chaos instantly took effect on him. Countless scarlet "error judgment" runes appeared in his eyes.
The first is to force modification of the 'incorrect' features.
His long, flowing, smooth hair instantly exploded into dreadlocks. He felt his nostrils become enlarged, his thin lips turned into thick and bloated sausages, his sharp chin became round like a winter melon, and his slender figure stretched to both sides like plasticine. Most importantly, his iconic pale skin of a vampire was instantly painted black, his entire body was covered in charcoal-like black, and no light color could be seen anymore.
Without the iconic white skin, he could no longer be called a vampire, but his race was still a ghost, a black ()! Count Dracula realized the terrible fact. In a short moment in the chaotic realm, his appearance and race were modified, and he changed from a count to a black lord.
If that were all, it would be fine.
Next, the 'incorrect' magic was modified.
He also saw that his Blood Blade had been dyed dark green. This thing had been dyed green! In order to promote the diversity, fairness and inclusiveness of magic, he added a small change to the effect of [Dark Green Magic Blade]:
[Effect: Condensed from the blood of thousands of colonists, the physique and soul of all races harmed by the Crimson Demon Blade will be eroded by the colonists' blood, and eventually transformed into the magic power of the Saint City Master]
[For the sake of diversity, fairness and inclusion, this weapon cannot be used against racial or sexual minorities]
Count Dracula watched his dark green magic blade pass over Gurara's head, but it did not cut the latter in half. Instead, it passed directly over the neck and went straight through without leaving any wounds. On the contrary, the two lizardmen who were watching the show from a distance on the side of the road were directly split in half by the residual power of the blood blade.
Count Dracula was stunned. He watched all this in disbelief. The magic soldier he had refined with the blood of thousands of people was directly shattered in front of Chaos.
"Sure enough, the legendary thing really appeared." An Su's face was solemn, "The red dot unique to the weapon is missing!"
"Even the red dots are missing, so who can stop it?"
This is true for all weapons, be it firearms, swords, spears, halberds, scrap metal, handed-down weapons, or even weapons that can kill demons.
The magic weapon that can kill any big boss in the plot is just not good enough to target a Sima silly kid who steals your wallet, or a dreadlocked Ni brother who tortures your aesthetic taste in person!
This is the ultimate meaning of the law of chaos, chaos is right.
Seeing that his weapon was ineffective, Count Dracula quickly chanted magic to attack, but he was in a chaotic field, so even if he chanted magic, he still couldn't fight. The words "Cannot Lock" filled the screen deep in his soul and refreshed in his eyes. He was horrified and wanted to retreat and exit this terrible chaotic field.
"Hmph, you want to leave?"
The rainbow elf Gulala sneered, raised its left hand high, and all the muscles in its body twitched to transmit strength. Its ten fingers clenched tightly, as if it had grasped the whole world in its hands.
Like the forest elves of the Chaos Legislative Corps, the rainbow elves are not only proficient in the law, but also good at boxing. Their boxing skills are far superior to those of the forest elves, and they have long reached the level of a master of boxing who is unique and transcendent. But when they saw it going straight towards Count Dracula's chest, the whole world was silent at this moment.
The overwhelming fist wind swept everything, and every window in the chaotic city made a rustling sound of shattering. The shops on both sides of the street were uprooted by the fist wind, and there were dazzling fragments and flying rubble everywhere.
Even though Count Dracula was an undead, he was hit head-on by this punch, and most of his body was shattered. His entire chest cavity collapsed, and all his blood vessels burst. He flew out like a broken kite and crashed into the depths of the earth.
All the Chaos spectators felt a chill in their hearts. After receiving this blow, Count Dracula was probably in danger. It seemed that the Chaos Battle tonight would end with the complete victory of the Rainbow Messenger, and half of Chaos Outer City would fall under the banner of the Rainbow.
At this point All I can do is pay the protection fee! Count Dracula stood up from the ruins. He looked at his reflection in the pool of blood, his facial features altered beyond recognition, the green blood blade, and the magic that could not be locked and had been removed. He made up his mind and released the restrictions on his magic.
Chaos judgment is not invincible. As long as you pay 20 magic points to the Rainbow Master every minute, you can be exempted from the chaos judgment.
Still, this weakness can't even be called a weakness.
Twenty mana is not a small amount for a demigod, enough to use an epic magic. And this twenty mana is not consumed, but absorbed by the opponent, which is the most fatal.
This means that for every minute that passes, there is a total difference of forty magic power!
If the battle drags on for a little longer, even the demigod will be sucked dry, and then he will be unable to pay the mana supply and continue to fall into the chaos of correct judgment! Count Dracula felt a huge amount of mana flowing away from the magic core, and an overwhelming sense of fatigue surged into his heart. He gasped and struggled to clench the blood blade in his hand.
On the other side, the rainbow elf's body with high-level aesthetics became more and more terrifying under the infusion of magic power.
The body continued to expand and grow wildly, and the messy hair spread towards the sky like octopus tentacles.
"Shunzhiman, just obey us!"
The rainbow elf's turbid blood-red eyes smiled hideously, its thick lips split to the sides, and the chaotic aura reached its peak at this moment!
It flirted with him, "You simply can't afford this war."
No one thought that Count Dracula could win. In this battle of exhaustion on both sides, Count Dracula had no chance of survival.
But only Ansu shook his head and narrowed his eyes slightly. As a member of the Zibon family, Ansu had already felt the breath of the same kind from Count Dracula. The soul of Zibonism was awakening from the depths of the count's soul.
"Who said I can't afford it?" Count Dracula laughed grimly, "What the hell is the Rainbow Apostle, what the hell is the Chaos Righteousness, in this country, it's just a side path after all."
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The vampire laughed wildly at the end of the ruins, "You troublemakers, I will show you that the blood clan magic is the most powerful magic in this country."
"Idiot." Gulala said disdainfully, "You have already sucked the blood of the Chaos City Slums dry, there is no blood left for you to suck here."
"You are the foolish one." Count Dracula's blood-red pupils burst into madness. "How could there be only one slum in the entire Chaos Theocracy?"
"It's ridiculous. Other places are so far away and no one can support you."
The rainbow elf laughed.
"And within a few minutes, you will be unconscious due to the exhaustion of magic power. How can you possibly suck blood from other places in such a short time?"
The Rainbow Elf thought that Count Dracula was just being stubborn. "Even the vampires can't do it, not to mention that the lords of other counties will never agree to it."
"You Chaos Mission have the Rainbow Elves' supreme law, 'Chaos is Right'."
Count Dracula's eyes flickered, and a crazy smile hung on the corner of his mouth. "And we vampires also have our own supreme summoning technique, the 'Black Blood Sacrifice', but your knowledge is limited."
"This is a forbidden magic that can only be used once in a lifetime."
"That was the top of the Chaos Dynasty."
"In front of the blood sacrifice, all that is right is to crawl!"
Dracula stared at the Rainbow Messenger. He said in a deep voice, "But in order to drive you away, in order to drive away your lowly creatures, for the lost vampires, for my lost son, I am willing to give everything I have."
Sure enough, it appeared.
Ansu showed an extremely interested look. The supreme summoning technique of the vampires, a summoning magic that surpassed the sacred magic, even transcended the existence of the supreme law: [Black Blood Sacrifice].
That is the supreme art of crushing and trampling everything.
All the chaotic audience were shocked by Count Dracula's aura. They had heard of "Chaos is Right", but had never heard of "Black Blood Sacrifice".
But as long as they looked at Count Dracula's serious and solemn expression, they knew that Count Dracula was not bluffing.
The world seemed to stop at this moment.
"Looking at the chaos here, I make a contract with you at this moment."
The dusk painted the sky bloody, and the autumn wind intertwined dark reflections in the vampire castle that had turned into ruins.
Count Dracula slowly raised his head, opened his arms, opened his lips and began to chant the ancient magic, and along with the forbidden cry, a vast and ancient gaze descended on the chaotic castle.
An Su narrowed his eyes slightly. He should have known long ago that Count Dracula, as the final boss of Age of Chaos, would not be so easy to conquer.
But I didn't expect this guy to be so confused.
Rarely, Ansu showed a serious look.
Countless vast and ancient gazes descended at this moment. Those gazes came from Awad, from the upper city, from the chaotic parliament, and from the entire world, from every block, every alley, and every state capital. The chaos of the entire world gathered at this moment.
Count Dracula continued to chant his summoning prayer, a forbidden prayer that the citizens of Chaos had never seen or heard of before.
"The dark blood that rose from the depths of the earth,"
"It is made of the remains of ancient myths."
"Those are countless sleeping souls and countless rotting flesh and blood."
"It is the interweaving of spirit and soul, and the essence of blood and fire."
“That is the source of all evil and chaos.”
"I share this blessed black blood with you, diners who spy here."
"It's time to feast—"
No one dared to speak, even the Rainbow Messenger lowered his heartbeat vigilantly, waiting for the arrival of the evil god. But the surroundings were still silent, as if nothing had happened. Count Dracula stood alone in the desolate ruins, and the crimson sunset reflected Count Dracula's reflection.
The sky is still peaceful and harmonious, and the wind is gentle and pleasant.
"It turned out to be a bluff." The Rainbow Elf breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, she was stunned.
Because Count Dracula recited his last prayer, he shouted at the top of his voice: "There is a magic oil field under my castle, and I need military assistance from the fathers!"
After saying this, it was just a moment——
The world suddenly changed!
(End of this chapter)