After kicking the blood-robed man away, Livia sheathed his sword smoothly and took out a crossbow.

Click~ Livia loaded the crossbow with arrows with one hand with some effort, then raised his right hand with a cold and calm expression and aimed at the blood-robed man lying on the ground.

call out!

Phew!

This time the crossbow arrow hit the head accurately, and the blood-robed man twitched a few times before stopping.

However, Livia did not let his guard down just like that, as he knew very well that he had to finish off the enemy at the right time.

Looking at the motionless man in the blood robe, he stopped Allison who wanted to bring people up, and continued to slowly reload the crossbow with his right hand before shooting it out.

A moment later, two more crossbow arrows hit the blood-robed man, but this time they only hit his chest and abdomen.

When Livia reloaded and was about to shoot again, the blood-robed man who had been motionless suddenly jumped up and rushed towards him with a roar.

The blood in his hands burned and formed two huge blood claws that grabbed towards him.

Livia retreated quickly as expected, and two bloody claws grabbed him fiercely in front of him. The sharp blood energy even left some white marks on his chain mail.

He was not panicked at all. He calmly put away the crossbow and drew out the silver sword again.

Lawson, who survived by relying on secret techniques, watched Livia draw out the silver sword, then immediately turned to the other side and tried to escape.

What a joke! He was not allowed to play dead and his sneak attack failed. In his current condition, he couldn’t even move a finger if he continued for a few more minutes.

He wanted to run, but there was no way Livia would let him do that. She quickly caught up with him and stabbed him in the back with a sword.

Quick attack!

A dazzling silver light shone on the sword, and it pierced straight into the back of the blood-robed man like lightning.

After being struck by the sword, Lawson could no longer sustain his injuries and vomited blood. At the same time, his entire body began to turn gray. The burning blood in his body struggled to emit twice, then quickly extinguished.

But Livia did not stop there. She pulled out the silver sword that pierced her body, and regardless of the blood splattering on her body, she slashed towards her neck again with the sword.

Phew!

A lot of blood was spilled this time, but it was still much less than the amount of blood a normal person spilled.

Livia turned her face slightly to avoid the direct spray of blood, but her left face was still stained red by blood.

call……

Finally solved it.

When the blood-robed man in front of her had his head chopped off and his heart pierced, Livia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He took two steps back vigilantly, and only when he saw the headless body of the blood-robed man lying in a pool of blood and completely motionless did he put the silver sword back into the scabbard behind him.

He didn't believe that someone could survive having his head chopped off and his heart pierced. Even if there really was such a person or creature, it couldn't be a cultist who was weaker than him.

Watching him deal with the blood-robed man, Allison came over at the right time with the steel sword that he had just dropped.

"Lord Livia, your sword."

Alisson stood to his left and handed him the sword.

Livia took the steel sword with her right hand with some inconvenience, then observed the sword body, and put it back into the scabbard after finding no damage.

“Sir Livia, what should we do now?”

Hearing Allison's question, Livia turned his head to look at the city wall. The blood rain had begun to slow down slowly, and it was obvious that it would not last long. However, that section of the city wall had been corroded by a small half, and the surface had even been turned bright red by the blood rain. It looked very strange and terrifying.

"Go and see if that guy has anything on him, and then take his men to meet up with the caravan."

After saying that, Livia walked quickly towards the caravan in the distance. Time was running out. The high-level extraordinary person in the castle should be rushing here as expected.

…

Meanwhile, the Lord's Castle in the heart of Ravikaman.

A feminine man in a crimson loose robe was looking at the blood-red clouds in the east with a gloomy expression.

"Damn it, what happened over there?"

Hearing his words, the man in the gray fur coat standing behind him looked to the east and said jokingly, "That seems to be the secret technique of your Blood Mist Sect. It seems that your people have run into a tough opponent."

The feminine man looked at him with cold eyes.

"Ferencz, where are your people?"

“My people?

Of course my people are moving the treasures in this castle. Didn't we agree that half of Ravikaman's wealth would belong to us?"

The man in the gray fur coat named Ferenc waved his hand and made an innocent expression.

“What about what we agreed before, that you would also send your men to defend the city?

!”

Hearing his words, the feminine man clenched his fists angrily and spoke word by word through gritted teeth.

Hearing his questioning words, Ferencz's face suddenly darkened.

"Chuck, when have you ever been able to question me? You know, it was you who came to ask me to help you become the high priest of the Blood Mist Sect."

The feminine man's face changed, his fists turned pale from clenching, and finally he loosened his fists, threw his robe and prepared to leave.

bass!

Ping!

A sharp sword light flashed and slashed towards the feminine man fiercely, but was blocked by a thin blood-colored barrier one meter away.

"oh?

Not dead yet? "

Before Chuck, the feminine man who was attacked, could speak, Ferencz on the side spoke first with a somewhat surprised tone.

Chuck glanced at him, said nothing, and looked towards where the sword light came from.

An old man, his body covered in blood and small scars all over his body, stood up tremblingly with a sword in his hand and glared at him.

“What a hassle.”

Chuck looked a little ugly. He really didn't want to waste any more time on the old man in front of him. After all, an unexpected situation occurred on the east side of the city wall and he needed to rush over.

"Frentz, help me get rid of him."

Ferencz folded his arms and looked at him with a faint smile.

"Fren..." clang!

The loud sound of a sword interrupted his words, and a sword beam stronger than before slashed out from the old man's hand and headed straight towards him.

After the old man swung the sword, his body began to tremble more and more, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Chuck frowned in displeasure when his speech was interrupted, raised his hands, and quickly recited a few syllables.

As he pronounced the last syllable, the blood-colored barrier covering him one meter away suddenly began to glow with a strange blood-colored light. The sword light standing on the barrier strangely blended into the blood-colored light, as if it had been swallowed up.

Then two cracks exploded from the blood-colored barrier.

The old man sighed helplessly when he saw this scene. He was too old and his strength had almost declined. If he was young, he could still fight against the cultist who attacked him. As for now...

well……

Although it was impossible to defeat these invading cultists, the old man still raised his sword without hesitation.

He is the lord of Ravikaman and the viscount of the Kingdom of Savoy. Even if he dies, he will die with his honor!

“Drink!

! ! "

Recalling the past, the old man resolutely slashed out a sword beam that was as real as a substance. The sound of the sword could even be heard outside the castle that was blocked by barriers and reach the outside world.

This was the last sword in his life.

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(Sorry, I just clicked publish and forgot to change it to chapter remarks.

. .

) Sorry, I'm preparing a new book today, so the update is a little late.

(ps: Don’t worry, the new book is just in preparation and the manuscripts are being stored. This book will not be abandoned.

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