My health recovery is incredibly fast.

The aerial chase is nearing its end.

Nukalofa's flight speed gradually decreased.

Before this, he had flown to the edge of the anti-magic field, but he did not rush over there blindly.

This is his subconscious mind at work.

A dangerous yet urgent thought reminded him that he must not leave the area covered by the fleshy wall above him…

Nukalofa, who had lost his memory, did not know why he had such thoughts, but he followed his instincts.

"What are you things?!" Nukalofa, his face smeared with blood, glanced at the relentlessly pursuing demons and cried out in terror, "You damned monsters! Scum! Stop chasing me!"

The demons increased their flight speed once more.

"Ahhh! You bastards! Monsters!" Nukalofa was on the verge of collapse. "Where is this place?! Why is there no earth, no clouds?! Who am I?! Who am I?!!"

Nukalofa roared as he turned around, flying backwards while unleashing a fierce shadow blast behind him to drive away the approaching demons. "Die! Die!"

The irrational howls echoed in the dark purple environment filled with shadow energy, spreading as hoarse cries, which were collected and transformed into normal speech by the alchemical school's alchemical headphones.

Rexor and Aksut heard Nukalofa's voice.

"Why is he speaking a dialect from the previous era?" Rexor said. "It sounds like he... has amnesia?"

"Could it be that the Shadow Fiend overlord stripped him of his will?"

Aksut thought for a moment.

“Nukalofa controls that withered blood vessel. If the Church of the Otherworldly Demons intends to sacrifice him, they must first sever the connection between him and the withered blood vessel. It would be best if the Shadow Demon Overlord handled this, as its mastery of mind magic is the highest in the Church. Depriving someone of their will is dangerous, and amnesia is just one of the side effects.”

“I think so too.” Rexorton paused and asked, “Do you think Shadow Fiend succeeded?”

“You mean…” Aksut knew the other person was thinking the same thing as him, “Let me ask around.”

He activated his bloodline connection and located the two pseudo-blood mages who were lurking on the top floor of the church headquarters, monitoring the crack in the secret room.

After a brief conversation, Aksut came to a conclusion.

"There's good news, Letho. The incubation process within the rift in the Dark Chamber has been interrupted. This happened within three minutes before Nukalofa broke through the flesh wall. The Shadow Demon Overlord failed to control Nukalofa's will; the control of the shriveled blood vessels remains with Nukalofa."

“Then let’s go twist Nukalofa’s brain off and take it away.” Rexor sneered. “Hmph, that way, unless the Church of the Otherworld finds another way to unbind the shriveled blood vessels, they won’t be able to continue catalyzing the bone sac.”

“We need to adjust the layout of the alchemical bombs…” After a few minutes of discussion, Aksut and Rexor finalized a temporary plan.

While remotely directing the pseudo-blood mages to adjust the position of the alchemical bombs, the two observed the battle between Nukalofa and the otherworldly demons.

In the first half of the battle, the amnesiac Nukalofa could only cast shadow spells instinctively.

When he was first attacked by the demons and lost half of his arm, he unleashed a blood magic with self-healing properties amidst his screams of pain.

Then, this madman, driven by instinct, began to fight using both shadow magic and blood magic simultaneously.

He first used shadow energy to strike the enemy, then raised his left hand to draw the demon's filthy blood from the target's wound, gathering the dark blood around himself to form a thick blood magic shield.

This blood magic shield, exclusive to hybrid mages, is rich in the life force of otherworldly demons, making it far stronger than the shield a pure-blooded mage could create solely from their own life force, and requiring far less energy.

As time went on, Nukalofa's combat skills became increasingly proficient.

From initially being on the defensive and barely managing to break through, he eventually faced off against the demons head-on, his blood and shadow magic intertwining to become both his weapon and his shield.

Another reason for the change in the situation is that the Otherworlders went easy on us.

Their orders were clearly to capture Nukalofa alive, not to kill him.

Therefore, the Otherworldly demons opted for non-lethal spells in their attacks. This undoubtedly reinforced Rexor and his companion's belief that their guess was correct.

Aksut temporarily assigned two pseudo-blood mages to infiltrate the church headquarters and monitor the situation inside.

Soon, news came from the church headquarters that the church leadership had sent reinforcements to the battlefield where Nukalofa was located.

From the perspective provided to Arcturus and Rexor by the pseudo-blood mage, more than twenty demons were traversing the flesh corridor of the church headquarters, heading towards the hole at the bottom of the flesh wall.

Logically, with the Shadow Demon Overlord present, the Otherworldly Demons could be remotely deployed via Shadow Teleportation to support the battle, eliminating the need for the Demons to travel themselves.

But now... the demons have no choice but to fly to the battlefield themselves.

"It seems the Shadow Fiend suffered a severe backlash," Arcsut said with certainty. "Nukalofa was probably already on guard against the Shadow Fiend. When his will was stripped away, he cleverly used his own contingency plan to severely damage the Shadow Fiend."

"Prepare to detonate the bombs, everyone," Axut commanded through his bloodline connection. "When the Otherworldly reinforcements approach the bottom of the flesh wall, you must detonate all the alchemical bombs. Employ maneuvering and guerrilla tactics to delay the enemy reinforcements as much as possible. Once Rexor and I have obtained Nukalofa's head, you must immediately retreat and withdraw from the anti-magic field at location BD432. For the glory of the Temple!"

"Yes, sir!" the pseudo-blood mages shouted. "For the glory of the temple!"

"Reso, get ready, we're about to make our move," Aksut said.

“Hmm.” Rexor nodded.

The two silently cast blood magic, weaving together blood-based offensive and defensive artifacts.

One by one, the alchemical bombs were taken out by Rexor and his companion.

This thing's appearance, material, and explosion principle are completely different from ordinary bombs.

The alchemy school used the temple's shadow energy reserves to create a shadow energy shell that could exist stably in an anti-magic field without being assimilated by the shadow runes dominated by the Shadow Demon. It looked like a cylindrical piece of charcoal.

Inside this energy shell lies an unstable, transparent liquid containing life force and natural laws. These two substances react violently with the shadow energy of the anti-magic field, rapidly igniting the shadow energy in a large area around the bomb, creating a spectacle similar to the [Furnace Body] detonating shadow energy.

Activating this bomb is very simple.

Inside the bomb is a Blood Element Servant, responsible for dismantling the Shadow Energy shell and exposing the transparent liquid. If the controller of the Blood Element Servant reacts quickly enough, they can dismantle it and return it to their mental sea before the exploding purplish-black flames engulf it.

everything's ready.

The pseudo-blood mage, who was holding out on the outskirts of the church headquarters, successfully detonated the bomb, using the rolling purple-black flames to hold back the enemy's reinforcements and trap them back inside the church headquarters.

At the same time, Rexor and his companion quietly approached the battlefield, and before the Otherworldly beings could discover them, they threw out a perfectly round, blood-red sphere.

The spheres traced a parabola in the air, swooping down to the top of the demons before scattering and flying off to different parts of the battlefield.

Many of the otherworldly demons immediately noticed the existence of the sphere.

The spells they used were all shadow magic and mind magic; no other demons used blood magic.

Although the sphere was small in size, its blood magic fluctuations were particularly noticeable.

Nukalofa also discovered these blood magic orbs.

His eyes lit up with joy as he followed the trajectory of the blood magic orb and found Rexor and Rexor hiding at the edge of the battlefield.

A strange craving instantly filled his mind, and Nukalofa shook his head, trying to banish the bizarre thought.

"Are you here to save me?!" He laughed heartily and flew over as if he were seeing family.

“Be careful, this guy doesn’t know he’s a half-blood mage. His subconscious is driving him to devour us,” Rexor said.

This was within their expectations.

Once Nukalofa was slightly away from the blast radius, they decisively used the Blood Element Minions to detonate the bomb.

"Boom boom boom boom!!" A violent wave of fire erupted behind Nukalofa, engulfing all the alien demons in an instant.

Nukalofa himself, along with the otherworldly demons that were close behind him, were fortunate enough to escape the deadly flames.

Rexor drew his blood-magic longsword from his back, grinned at Nukalofa, and shouted in the language of the previous era:

"Friend! We've come to rescue you! Let's kill those scum together!"

Nukalofa saw the blood magic longsword in the other's hand, its bright red light stirring his heart like a tempting dessert.

The feeling of viewing the blood magic longsword as if it were a delicacy puzzled the amnesiac Nukalofa, but he didn't dwell on it. He simply laughed as if he had been given a second chance at life, "Alright, friends. Thank you for your help!"

After speaking, Nukalofa turned around and flew towards the roaring demons, launching Shadow Impact attacks at them.

Rexor and Axet pulled out their special potions, applied them to the blades of their longswords, and joined the battle.

They no longer fight the demons using purely melee combat methods.

Since the formation of the Pseudo-Blood Mage Legion, only a month has passed, but a basic combat system based on [Blood Magic Attack and Defense] has already been established.

The Blood Magic Longsword has the appearance of a longsword, but it is actually a fully automatic weapon that can extend to more than 20 meters.

When using it, simply strike the enemy target once with the blade of the Blood Magic Longsword, leaving a blood-red mark that is difficult to erase in a short time. This will activate the Blood Magic Longsword to continuously and automatically track and attack the target. The wielder only needs to maintain a stable supply of life force.

When Xia Zuo first witnessed this blood magic weapon developed by a sorcerer, he deeply realized the meaning of the saying "everyone has their own expertise."

He himself is able to unleash blood magic to his heart's content when he has sufficient vitality.

As for pseudo-blood mages, their life force is limited, so they can only turn to studying how to maximize the efficiency of blood magic while also having enough destructive power.

This powerful and efficient killing weapon was thus created.

Truly a mystic born for battle.

Rexor and his companion wielded fully automatic blood magic longswords that attacked enemies, unleashing a dense barrage of crimson sword shadows around them. They used the extended blades of their blood magic longswords to block all the attacks from the demons, then used the sharp tips to pierce their bodies and disfigure their ugly faces.

The blood magic longsword transformed into a rampaging, dancing crimson serpent, circling around the demons and launching attacks from every tricky angle, using the most insidious and vicious methods to ravage their bodies.

The previous explosion, imbued with the laws of nature, wiped out most of the alien demons in one fell swoop; now only a dozen or so remain.

They huddled together, continuously drawing shadow energy from their surroundings, and combined their shadow magic to weave swirling, sinister vortexes and blades, striving to mount a respectable counterattack.

Just as the battle reached a stalemate, Rexor and Axt, under the cover of the crimson sword shadows, secretly pulled out the last two bombs.

They glanced at Nukalofa, who was bombarding the Otherworlders with shadow beams at the edge of the battlefield, and after confirming that he would not be accidentally injured, they threw bombs at the Otherworlders together.

"boom!!"

A purplish-black flame suddenly appeared in the center of the demonic entity, and a violent aura of death swept across the entire area. The vortexes and blades summoned by the demonic entity instantly disintegrated and vanished along with their casters.

Nukalofa looked around.

The bodies of the dead demons shattered, their corpses, wreathed in purplish-black flames, slowly fell from the sky to the ground, sinking into the vast purplish-black clouds.

It seems there are no more enemies... Nukalofa breathed a sigh of relief.

He dispelled the blood magic shield around him, smiled, and flew towards the bald man flying towards him, greeting him warmly:

"Thank you again, friends. Can you tell me where this place is? Why are there so many...monsters? Also, do you know where the nearest city is?"

Nukalofa paused, looking puzzled, and asked again, "Have we... met somewhere before? I feel like I've seen you somewhere before."

In response to Nukalofa's question, Rexol smiled gently. "No rush, friend. You'll be safe with us. We'll talk about these things later. First, clean yourself up."

When Nukalofa went berserk at the ceremony, he tore off his hair and scalp.

He used self-healing magic during the battle to restore the damage to his scalp, but he was helpless against hair and clothing that were not made of flesh and blood.

His disheveled hair, mixed with demonic blood, clung to his forehead. His body was covered in demonic blood and fragments of flesh, making him look quite wretched.