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Chapter 248 The Son Who Abandoned His Mother (Please subscribe, read, and comment on the monthly ticket)

"The Three Palace Demon is indeed a very difficult enemy."

"But he doesn't have the ability to destroy the earth!"

Martin sneered. He was not looking down on Sangongmo, but he looked down on the middle-aged woman in front of him.

She knew so little about the mysterious forces hidden on Earth.

In the past, the Blood Brotherhood was able to develop in secret because another wave of Three Palace Demon believers provided cover for these people.

Otherwise, given the woman's lack of understanding of the world, they would either be treated as copies by the orthodox heirs of the mysterious faction, or be killed by magicians like Constantine and Zatanna who still had a sense of justice.

But the Blood Mother was not aware of this. She mistook luck for strength and the three acres of land in front of her as the entire world. Although she had strength, it could not make up for her low intelligence.

Martin usually doesn't waste time explaining anything to these people.

Because they are not stupid, but they are deliberately indulging in the fantasies they create and are unwilling to come out of them.

Even if this beautiful environment requires the cost of other people's lives, these people have no mercy.

"So please go to hell!"

Martin turned his head and glanced at the statue of the Three Palaces Demon. It was impossible to expect that guy not to participate.

Rachel was right before his eyes. How could the greedy devil let go of the treasure he had always dreamed of and remain indifferent?

Martin's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he decided to eliminate these followers of the Three Palaces Demon as quickly as possible.

Without the guidance of mortals, it is not an easy task for a big demon like Sangong Demon to come into the world.

By that time, Martin, Zatanna and Rachel would be enough to beat the Three Palaces Demon back.

But if these human believers sacrifice themselves to the Three Palaces Demon as a sacrifice to mark the coordinate points of the earth, then there will be trouble.

Thinking of this, Martin attacked boldly. The Double Dragon Sword flashed, and two blood-colored dragon patterns broke away from the sword body, rushing towards the Mother of Blood from both sides, biting at her in an attempt to control her.

"Get away, you disgusting monster, stay away from me!"

The Blood Mother plays with blood and gains power from it, and therefore particularly hates those who use blood magic like her.

The scepter turned, and the red gem on the top released light, stirring the blood mist in the air to form whirlpools that began to compete with the dragon pattern on the Double Dragon Sword for the power of blood.

Martin was not proficient in blood magic. That method of drawing power from blood was more similar to that of wizards in ancient times, rather than the immortal way developed by Qi cultivators.

But he didn't need to compete with the Blood Mother in the skill of manipulating blood.

Since the other party wanted to absorb his power so much, Martin generously fulfilled the other party's wish.

The Tiangang fighting spirit flowed out along the Double Dragon Sword, allowing the vortex formed by the Mother of Blood to swallow it up.

But being able to swallow does not mean being able to digest. The Blood Mother has the best teeth, but her appetite is not that good.

Martin raised his sword finger and turned it gently. The Tiangang fighting spirit that had been swallowed exploded instantly, and the most yang and strong power was released instantly, destroying everything around him like thunder and fire.

The Blood Mother often uses magic to educate those who are unwilling to submit to her, but she has no experience in fighting the enemy.

It was not until Martin cast a spell and detonated the Tiangang fighting spirit and her stomach swelled and shrank that the Blood Mother realized something was wrong.

But it was too late when she realized it. Her stomach began to churn and she felt unbearable cramps inside. Her belly was getting bigger and bigger.

boom!
The Blood Mother's belly exploded, her skin was torn into more than a dozen pieces, and blood fell to the ground like raindrops.

The only thing to be thankful for was that before the Blood Mother's stomach exploded, her internal organs had been mashed into meat paste.

So although the blood drops that were blown away were disgusting, there were no unacceptable tissue parts. The blood rain fell, dripping on Martin's body, sliding down the armor formed by the Tiangang fighting spirit to the ground, without dirtying his clothes.

What is even more disgusting than blood is the Mother of Blood herself.

Her belly exploded and her internal organs turned into floating meat paste, but she was not dead. She supported her body with a slightly deformed spine.

Only half of the upper body was left, and half of the chest was blown off. Blood dripped from the edge of the wound and fell to the ground.

Although the lower body was intact and not injured, it was unable to support the body, not to mention that the spine was bent.

Even if the lower body can stand up firmly, only a few pitiful parts of the broken upper body are left. It is better to die than to linger on.

Faced with such a pitiful person, Martin was not moved at all. He raised the Double Dragon Sword and was about to chop off her head to make sure that this guy would really die and would not get up again.

This magic trick of returning from the dead works, but it can be annoying.

Martin was fed up with the repeated battles with the same enemy, so he took ruthless action and wanted to kill the leader of the Blood Mother.

The Blood Mother was defeated in an instant. She looked at the Taoist priest approaching and her body could not help but tremble. Her exploded stomach needed time to recover, and now only a spine was supporting her body.

"Sebastian!"

The Blood Mother finally began to feel fear. She didn't want to die now.

After doing that, she would never be able to see Sangongmo again.

After death, when you enter hell, you are just an ordinary person who can only do screws all the time, without even the qualifications to look at the Three Palaces Demon.

Sebastian, who was called, heard his mother's voice and subconsciously turned his head to see himself lying on the ground with his stomach blown open.

"How could this be?"

Sebastian was shocked when he saw the Taoist priest approaching his mother.

He thought that his people might not be able to stop the blood and their forces would be defeated, but he did not expect that they would lose to this extent.

As soon as the two sides met, the Blood Mother lost her ability to fight and could only lie on the ground helplessly waiting for others to execute the beheading.

boom!
Sebastian hesitated for three seconds, used a fireball to clear a path and forced back Rachel, then he threw himself directly into the pool of blood, passing by his mother who was about to be beheaded, without even looking at her.

The Blood Mother was dumbfounded.

She didn't expect that her call would result in such a result.

I have raised my son for more than 20 years, but I can't rely on him for anything at the critical moment.

For a moment, she felt extremely heartbroken and her face turned pale.

Martin swung the Double Dragon Sword down, and she didn't even struggle.

Gulu!

The Blood Mother's head was chopped off and rolled on the ground several times before hitting a rock and stopping.

Martin used his sword to split the scepter, shattering the gem on the top.

Puzzled, Rachel flew to Martin and asked in a low voice, "Why did that man suddenly run away?"

Martin watched Zatanna deal with the priests one by one and replied, "The outcome of failure is already certain. Your half-brother abandoned his mother and ran away!"

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