Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 331: Killing the King

The blood of redemption.

According to legend, in history only a very small number of saints of the Church of Redemption had the opportunity to receive rewards from the great God, the Lord of Redemption, and a portion of the Lord of Redemption's blood would be mixed in their own blood.

It is the supreme treasure in the hearts of countless people! In the tens of thousands of years recorded in history, only three saints of the Church of Redemption have obtained the original blood of redemption!

The original blood of redemption is something even more coveted than a power from the Lord of Redemption!

From now on, their blood will turn into a bright and glowing gold, and can even illuminate a hundred-meter area around it in the dark. All hosts of the original blood of redemption will be able to possess extremely powerful strength in the blink of an eye.

Even if one was originally an ordinary person, he could temporarily exert power close to the level of apocalypse until the divine blood was completely consumed.

When the saints who possess the blood of redemption leave behind descendants, the power of their blood will also be inherited, and among the many descendants there will be some who are extremely lucky enough to inherit the "blood of redemption".

However, the concentration of that "blood of redemption" is much lower than the original blood of redemption, and it is impossible to increase the host's strength to an extremely high level in the first place.

But even so, it is still a "blood of God" that is excellent in all aspects! Standing at the top of all bloodline powers!

The old King Syat stood in the sky, covering the wound on his waist with his hand. Drops of golden blood flowed down, constantly emitting dazzling golden light.

The golden blood flowing on the ground would instantly cause the ground to tremble, as if the elves underground were frightened by it.

Prince Bain risked his life with all his strength and finally injured the old king of Siat.

"You are unlucky, Bane. The punishment for breaking the oath may not necessarily be death, but luck is not on your side... hehehe."

"Isn't dying under the laws set by the gods you believe in the most stupid way to die?"

The old King Syat shook his head slowly and said, "They are cowards who have fled this world and betrayed all of us. How can we stick to our past beliefs?"

At this moment, his eyes suddenly widened!

"how come?"

The old King Syat trembled all over, witnessing the most shocking, unbelievable and unacceptable scene in his life!
On the ground stood a heroic duke in a black robe. He looked like a legendary figure from an epic poem, wearing a black robe as deep as the night sky, the hem of the robe swaying gently in the wind, as if carrying the weight and mystery of history.

The face of the Duke of Black Iron was firm and majestic, with clear edges and corners, like an ancient sculpture carved through the years. His deep eyes flashed with a firm light, as if he could see through all the hypocrisy and truth in the world.

He stood there, like a towering mountain, making people involuntarily feel awe, as if he was the most reliable guardian of this land, guarding this ancient and mysterious land with his strength and wisdom.

That is the most famous legendary figure in Syat, the Duke of Black Iron!
"Impossible, you must be dead! Why? It must be an illusion!"

Old King Syat was completely crazy at this moment. Every part of his body was shaking, and his eyes were filled with horror, confusion and trance.

"Why are you still here? You're clearly dead. I've confirmed it over and over again! Impossible!"

The appearance of the Duke of Dark Iron terrified the old King Siat.

There were only a few people he was afraid of from the bottom of his heart, and this old friend who had come back from the dead was undoubtedly one of them. All of a sudden, all kinds of emotions surged up in his mind: confusion, pain, bewilderment, despair, and disbelief.

Byrne silently controlled the projection he summoned from the past.

"It seems that the mental shock is very effective... As expected, the person now is very easy to suffer psychological blows."

Long before coming to the capital, he had already made full preparations for the battle and obtained a part of the "wreckage" belonging to the Duke of Dark Iron, which was actually a sword that the Duke of Dark Iron used during his lifetime. Then, Byrne began to arrange the "summoning ancient projection" ceremony in advance on the ship.

Byrne had long thought about what kind of ancient projection he should summon to avoid the crisis if he encountered danger. After thinking about it, he felt that the most suitable projection might be him.

At this moment, he truly summoned the projection of the Duke of Black Iron!

Byrne took a deep breath and could clearly feel the powerful strength possessed by the Duke of Dark Iron. Of course, he also knew that he could not hold on for long.

But, in fact, it doesn’t need to last too long.

"Silver Poetry" Afafu's long silver hair fluttered in the wind, and she wanted to attack everyone, but she was quickly stopped by Aldridge who suddenly appeared in front of her. Aldridge was very calm and had summoned two dragons to stop "Silver Poetry" while asking questions.

"Where is your true self, Afafu?"

"Silver Poem" Afafu silently dodged the crazy breath of the two dragons.

She is just a puppet, and her real body is hiding in a place unknown to everyone, but generally not too far away. Aldridge is thinking of ways to find her real body.

The next moment, "Silver Poetry" Afaf suddenly exerted a power that Byrne was very familiar with.

A giant white hand appeared in the sky, like a mountain falling from the sky, grabbing towards Aldrich and his two dragons with extremely fast speed and unparalleled power.

what?
Byrne was very surprised when he noticed this scene!

"Could she be Ling Su?"

"The last person who surrounded and killed the Storm Bishop 'Roaring King' was actually her! The court mage, 'Silver Poet' Afafu!"

Byrne was so shocked that he was speechless for a moment.

Afaf, the "Silver Poetry" of the Silent Language, is also the "Spiritual Element" of the Alchemical Council. She has been lurking as a court mage for decades without revealing herself.

And when the old king had mental problems, she decisively let the Word of Silence take advantage of the opportunity.

She, or the leader of the Silent Words "The Speechless One" behind her, are undoubtedly extremely terrifying beings!
After confirming that he could not kill "Silver Poetry" in a short period of time, Chris had turned his target of attack to the crazy old king of Syat.

The next moment, under Byrne's "instant transfer", the projection of the Duke of Dark Iron and Chris came into the air together. They killed the old King Syat who was in madness and confusion without hesitation.

Angel cage!

Chris, with an expressionless face, could clearly feel that the enemy in front of him was very powerful, so he had to go all out at the first moment.

There cannot be any hesitation.

So he immediately unleashed the powerful force of "Angel Cage".

Although doing so would deplete his spiritual power, the situation in this battle was different from previous ones. Even if he fell, he would still have Byrne and Aldridge to support him, so he would not be helpless.

He felt that releasing the "Angel Cage" as soon as possible was the best decision!
The white polygonal angel cage instantly appeared on the body of old King Siat, and its powerful supernatural effect took effect. Even a strong man with mid-level monarch power was completely deprived of his supernatural power in a short period of time.

In the polygonal white cage, the old king was still staring at the figure of the Duke of Black Iron, as if he had suffered a huge mental shock and did not move at all.

The projection of the Duke of Black Iron also stared at the old friend with whom he had known each other for a hundred years. He said nothing, but countless obsidian feathers burst out from his body.

They were like deadly blades, shooting towards the body of the old King Siat.

The golden blood of redemption continuously flows from the old King Syat's body, and the next moment he will continue to recover himself. The powerful force brought by the "blood of redemption" is of a comprehensive nature, and powerful recovery ability is also one of them.

Even if he was completely defenseless, he couldn't be killed in a short period of time.

Old King Syat tried to raise his hand, but was unable to move because of the polygonal silver cage around him. He also found that his extraordinary powers had been completely deprived in a short period of time and he could not use them at all.

He was stunned for a moment, and the confusion in his eyes gradually turned into clarity. Looking at the projection of the Black Iron Duke who kept attacking him, his mind kept recalling the various experiences of fighting with that person for a hundred years, and he finally regained a bit of rationality.

"Just kill me."

"The Speechless One, he used his special power to manipulate me... I can't hold on any longer..."

"Only you have the right to end me!"

(End of this chapter)