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Chapter 330 The True Card of the Blood Church
"Mirror space?"

A man and a dog arrived in New York.

Alan sensed the surging magical energy.

There is another portal, and I stepped decisively into the mirror space.

What meets the eye are terrifying and hideous monsters, as if a tide of corpses is spreading in every corner.

No wonder Ancient One had to take action, otherwise New York would have fallen in less than half an hour.

"Mei Yao?"

On a rooftop, Alan saw a group of mages guarding a man in a robe, but his face was covered by a hood.

"Alan!"

Ancient One lifted his hood, revealing an appearance that had not changed in hundreds of years.

The only thing worth noting is that she still has smooth hair.

"Yao Mei, I miss you so much!"

Seeing an acquaintance, Alan couldn't wait to run over and open his arms to give a hug, while the Husky followed with a wag of its tongue.

In the Mage timeline, they all knew each other very well.

Boom, boom…

The man and the dog hit the air wall hard, and their faces were squeezed and distorted.

"Alan, don't touch me."

Ancient One explained: "I am maintaining the mirror dimension. There cannot be any interference."

Alan rubbed his face, walked to her side in a frivolous manner, ignored the eyes of others, lifted up Gu Yi's hair, and said with a look of satisfaction: "Sister Yao, you look like."

"Mei Yao, have you reached the threshold of becoming the Dimension Lord now?" Erha asked.

"Almost. I have been stagnant for more than a hundred years." Gu Yi said truthfully.

"I really envy your talent."

To be honest, Erha is far from being among the top dimensional lords.

A Dimension Lord is someone who has gained recognition from a multi-dimensional domain, and is like the embodiment of the will of that domain. He not only takes into account the size of the multi-dimensional domain, but also the strength of his own foundation when he is promoted.

In the same situation, if Ancient One could become the Lord of the Dimension, he would definitely crush Erha.

Of course, there are so many multi-dimensional fields, but large-scale fields are only a minority after all, and most of them are dimensional lords at the Erha level.

Secondly, not every multidimensional field has the conditions to give birth to a Supreme Mage.

"You are not bad either. You are considered a dimensional lord. You seem to be at the second tier level."

Gu Yi took a look at Erha and could tell that he was not to be underestimated.

If it is outside the human world, Erha can borrow the power of its own multi-dimensional field.

Unfortunately, there are many shackles and oppressions in the human world.

Erha can tell flattery.

There are at least several thousand dimensional lords in the second echelon, if not tens of thousands, and there is basically no room for advancement.

After all, the suitable multi-dimensional fields have already been taken by their owners, and inheriting the rest will not only fail to increase power, but will also require feedback from the management.

Of course, why didn't Ancient One follow Agamotto's example and ascend to the multi-dimensional realm? In fact, he failed to find a large dimension.

"Do you know this dimensional lord?" asked Ancient One.

"do not know."

Alan responded with a sincere shake of his head.

"I didn't ask you."

"hold head high…"

Ancient One naturally knew that Alan was wandering around in the human world, so how could he know the Lord of the Dimension, so he asked Erha.

If the other party knows the person, Erha will come forward to persuade him to leave, so as to avoid causing too much trouble.

"do not know."

Erha sniffed the aura of the invading multi-dimensional domain and confirmed, "It is a domain with destructive attributes. I only associate with lords from the chaos and order camp."

"That's fine." Gu Yi said calmly, "If anyone dares to step into the human world, I will kill him with my own hands."

These words are not groundless.

In the human world, the power of the ordinary dimensional lords was weakened and suppressed, and Ancient One was confident that he could kill them.

Over the past hundreds of years, she has killed more than one dimensional lord who attempted to spy on the human world.

At this moment, the thirteen core apostles of the Blood Church appeared.

They collectively watched the battle on the ground, completely unconcerned about the deaths of their followers.

The reason is that ordinary believers are cannon fodder created through cloning.

With the technical support of Umbrella and Weyland, they can be manufactured in large quantities at will.

Of course, the integration of the blood clan gene virus makes it look like both a zombie and a vampire, but it inherits the weakness of being afraid of sunlight.

The remaining vampires led by Lilith are hiding in New York. Unfortunately, they are involved in the war again. Fortunately, they are not fighting alone this time.

"What an unexpected opponent."

Observing Ancient One sitting in command of the battlefield, the apostles' faces became solemn.

After all, Ancient One's information is recorded in the Fourth Reich and is an existence that cannot be ignored.

"Don't worry, she must be on guard against the Dimension Lord. Little did she know that we are drawing in the aura of the multi-dimensional realm just to block out the sunlight."

"Yes, the world is so big that it cannot accommodate any dimensional lord."

"Dracula, please help."

In the mirror space, ordinary believers are completely unable to defeat the opponent, so they have to show a trump card.

Dracula, who was in the Blood God state, had bloodshot eyes and reminded her, "Remember to let me handle Lilith later. I want to absorb the True Blood of the First Ancestor and enter the peak state of the Blood God."

"No problem, she is just an insignificant character."

Finished speaking.

Dracula clenched his hand in the direction where the believers were gathered, and in an instant, thousands of believers exploded and turned into blood.

The power of the Blood God is to control blood, and combined with blood magic, the spell can be cast in a moment.

The blood on the ground was wriggling and gathering in one place, swirling like a pool of blood.

The blood channel.

After obtaining the power of the Blood God for many days, Dracula gradually comprehended the magic.

As the blood pool swirled and squirmed, figures slowly rose up from outside the mirror space and were teleported to the battlefield.

The soldiers recruited were the pure-blood nobles plundered by the Blood Church during its sneak attack on the vampire base.

There are at least tens of thousands of them, and their combat power has far surpassed their original capabilities through biotechnology transformation.

Today's transformed vampires have a thick layer of armor on their bodies and are equipped with a number of hot weapons. They are completely killing machines prepared for war.

Secondly, and most importantly, Dracula can remotely control the vampire biochemical warriors to cast vampire magic like puppets. He is simply a perfect war machine that combines magic, biochemistry, and technology.

Moreover, it can quickly recover from injuries by sucking blood.

"Who are you guys?"

Tony, who was in charge of tactical support in the sky, discovered the thirteen core apostles gathered on the rooftop. He witnessed the process of summoning the vampire army with his own eyes and immediately stepped forward to prepare for a severe attack.

"The one who killed you is the thorny rose."

Among them, the Thorn Monster took the first step. The thorns that swarmed out of his body seemed to have spirituality, and hundreds of them swept towards Tony who was standing in the air.

Boom boom boom...

The micro missiles on the mecha and the palm energy cannons were fired frequently, but with little effect.

The bombardment only caused the surface of the thorns to turn slightly black, and then it recovered to its original state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Shit, damn it."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tony retreated decisively.

But the thorns stretched out by the opponent can imitate Spider-Man's spider silk and wander around the city, chasing the retreating Iron Man.

(End of this chapter)