Being a blood demon in Terra? I have it in my lifetime!

Purple death fire danced in the eyes of the dead Sarkaz and Deep Pool soldiers, pulling their bodies to stand up again and pounce on Abrana's enemies.

"Well... although I can't do anything to Lucifer, it's enough to deal with you."

Watching the warriors getting up one by one to serve her, Abrana's playful smile deepened, with a sense of relief in it.

Even though she shouted "unfair, rematch" and declared war on Lucifer again, it probably couldn't change the outcome of her defeat. But at least it proved that it wasn't her fault in the last game, it was simply a moment of Lucifer's charm.

"Gua, the leader has really been bewitched by that blood demon...!"

Seeing that Abrana couldn't stop talking about Lucifer, Mandela's heart finally died.

Even a leader as strong as Abrana would seem pale and powerless in the face of Lucifer's methods!

Mandela seemed to be able to imagine the scene where Abrana collapsed and had to walk with the help of the wall after being tortured by Lucifer!

Just as Mandela's mind was gradually becoming corrupted, the officer next to her woke her up from her self-brainwashing in time, and then she returned to the battle.

Just as Abrana was about to continue resurrecting the dead, the smell of corruption and blood quietly approached.

"Patriarch! And... the Blood Demon Lord?"

A scavenger spirit was about to say hello to the Scavenger King, but found that the Scavenger King was accompanied by the Blood Demon Lord who looked disdainful.

Looking at the dead fire spreading across the battle line, the Blood Demon Lord sneered.

"Oh, Draco's fire, how nostalgic, Niezrei, do you remember the last time you dealt with a red dragon?"

"Maybe it was a hundred years ago, maybe it was a thousand years ago, but it is clear that the person who drove this war was not her."

The Scavenger King floating in the air turned his gaze towards the high-speed battleship on the other side of the battlefield.

"…There is only one warship that has rushed into the battlefield. It seems that the dukes are not as united as I thought. Maybe they are planning to use us to help them shuffle the cards."

With the arrival of the Scavenger King and the Blood Demon Lord, the direction of the battle began to change.

The flowing blood extinguished Drak's flames, the corrupt abyss greedily devoured life, and the Sarkaz changed their offensive.

"Anyway, let's clean up the battlefield first."

"I have no objection. I can borrow your altar for use."

The witchcraft altar on the battlefield was occupied by the Blood Demon Lord, and pools of blood spread under the feet of every Sarkaz, nourishing their wounds.

The withered branches continue to extend, and the power of life complements each other between the scavengers and the spirit curtain.

Seeing this, Abrana and the Deep Pools involuntarily withdrew from the center of the battlefield.

"That is the ancient Sarkaz God of War... and the real Blood Demon Lord..."

Looking at the Scavenger King and Blood Demon Lord not far away, Abrana's excited expression was mixed with a hint of nervousness.

At first, Abrana thought that Lucifer had torn up their unbreakable alliance, but now she realized that the red and white figure was not Lucifer himself.

"Ha, who can tell the difference between Lucifer and that great lord now? Are all blood demons like this?"

Those who don’t know would think that Lucifer is the substitute of Lord Blood Demon.

However, after careful observation, Abrana found that there were some differences between Lucifer and the cold and cruel Blood Demon Lord.

Although it may be a bit offensive to Lucifer, who is a blood demon, he is indeed more sunny and cheerful than the Blood Demon Lord.

"Well... I really want to know how big the gap is between me and them, but I don't have the chance right now."

Although she was once killed by Lucifer, Abrana was still somewhat addicted.

It’s a pity that she doesn’t have time to test the depth of the Royal Court now. Otherwise, when the Scavenger King and the Blood Demon Lord start to exert their strength, it will be extremely difficult for her to retreat.

"Everyone, retreat to the Duke of Wellington's warship, and then inform the Duke of Wellington that the opposing commander has come forward, and it's time to give up the battlefield."

"Yes!"

Upon hearing the order, the deep pools began to gradually approach the Duke of Wellington's warships, without a trace of doubt and with full belief.

"The rest will be left to other dukes to worry about."

Abrana commanded the few remaining warriors to barely block the Sarkaz's attack and buy time for her own retreat.

Taking one last glance at the battlefield, Abrana muttered to herself:

"I hope you won't let me down, Lucifer."

"——A-sneeze!"

Lucifer couldn't help but sneeze and was almost blown away by the recoil.

Lucifer blew his nose, but he didn't feel like he had caught a cold at all.

"Strange, could it be that Askalon is thinking about me?"

Continuing from the previous chapter.

After assigning tasks to Ascalon and the Doctor, Lucifer began to wander alone, following the guidance of the blood of Tikaz, and came to a cave from the skeleton of a giant beast.

This happened within an hour, so Ascalon shouldn't have gone crazy to this extent.

"Forget it, it's here now."

Lucifer simply left Ascalon alone for a while and slowly improved his favorability after returning.

Shaking his head and clearing his mind, Lucifer continued to walk into the cave.

But as Lucifer went deeper, the cave became more and more suspicious.

"…The smell of blood?"

Lucifer smelled blood deeper in the cave, but the smell made Lucifer a little confused.

"Wendigo... Goliath... Stonewing...? What kind of a hodgepodge?"

Not only was the blood of various Sarkaz mixed together, but there was also a faint feeling of flames roiling and burning.

Seeing this, Lucifer simply made up his mind and determined to see what valuable things were inside.

"Damn it, I'll just close my eyes and do it! I'll just do it!"

176

Chapter 176: I’m a masochist.

The Anana guided by the Shard is not comparable to ordinary natural disasters.

Even though it has not yet completely arrived, it can still easily transform the terrain around Londinium, making it difficult for the Grand Duke's fleets to move.

Lucifer, with the blood of Tikaz, turned into a bloodhound and gradually went deeper into the gloomy passage, which was already filled with Originium crystal clusters. Whether infected or non-infected, it would become difficult to move here.

Fortunately, Lucifer's charm always keeps him going.

However, there are not only Originium in the depths of the cave, but also some unknown rules and strange stories.

"Ho..."

Monsters as big as patriots were guarding the cave entrance in groups of three or five, emitting howls that could stop children from crying at night.

The bone face of the Wendigo, the body of Goliath, the wings of the Stonewinged Demon, and the flames of the Balrog are all sewn onto the same body. If you don't know, you would think that some Yabo people from another dimension are researching some super beast again.

However, this group of noble creatures do not seem to have any wisdom. They just keep making pilgrimages in the same place and imitate their instincts to search for keywords around them.

"Goo-"

Until a stream of crimson water quietly covered the light of the source stone and the flame, and one of the monsters stopped moving abruptly, and fell down without any warning.

The other monsters gathered around when they saw this, but they had no idea what was going on. Their confused yet innocent expressions seemed to be saying: Hey, why did you die?

Little did they know that the dead monsters were constantly leaking out, gradually flowing into the depths of the shadows.

"I'm a stitched-up freak."

The monster's blood condensed in Lucifer's palm, but the purity was too low.

Various bloodlines mixed together, as well as Originium crystals, are even messier than the private lives of some idol stars.

At this time, the monsters discovered the existence of Lucifer. When the underlying code running instinctively sensed the intruder, they immediately jumped up and swung their flaming fists at Lucifer.

Seeing this, Lucifer stood there indifferently, but slowly stretched out his hand to show the monsters their blood.

The next moment, the blood gathered in Lucifer's hands suddenly bounced off and burst towards the monsters.

呲——

The blood pierced through the stiff flesh, creating countless barbs in the monsters' bodies, causing one monster after another to perish in the bloody darkness.

Deep in the cave, a blue-gray figure vaguely discovered the blind spot.

"… Strange, the Chimeras are dying? Is it that little devil from the alien race that broke in?"

Salus summoned the Chimera beside him and prepared to go to the cave entrance to find out what was going on.

On the way, Salus saw the corpses of nearly a dozen chimeras dying tragically in the cave.

"These wounds... don't look like they were caused by that little devil or the Banshee Lord..."

She did not mourn for these chimeras that were copied and pasted on the assembly line, but was just curious about who could kill so many chimeras silently in a short period of time.

When Salus turned into a cave again, a chimera stood in front of her.

"Wow! Why is there a Chimera here..."

Salus was frightened for a moment and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, the Chimera in front of her suddenly fell down uncontrollably, looking a little dead.

Salus suddenly showed a look of astonishment because she saw a pair of scarlet eyes cast at her in the shadows.

As a pardoner, Salus should not be afraid of life and death, but she could not go against her life instinct, and the fear of danger rushed into her heart and brain.

This was the first time that Salus experienced such an exciting experience, and at the moment when she was distracted, the blood hidden in the shadows took the initiative to attack before her.

The bloody spears pierced the chimeras brought by Salus from all angles, turning these stitched monsters, which were originally made up of fragments, into Lego bricks.

"Well……!"

Immediately afterwards, the blood transformed into a long whip that slammed the staff in Salus' hand away, and then turned into silk threads that tightly bound Salus' body and limbs.

Salus struggled subconsciously, but the harder she struggled, the tighter the blood string became.

Not only did the cloth on her waist and arms get torn, but even her thighs and inner calves, which were wrapped in black stockings, were left with slight bloody marks.