Versatile Mage: The ancestor of the blood race, the blood demon lord

Chapter 169: The Family's Debris
Joan of Arc and the others were still trying to find a way out, while the hunter before them was in a life-and-death situation.

The demon behind him was getting closer and closer to him, and countless dark laughs were heard in the passage.

After running for a very long distance, he finally realized that he could not escape from this place. What blocked his way was a dead end and a wall!

“……” There was no way out, and silence became the only thing he could do now.

The voice behind me was getting closer and closer. He was everywhere. He was everywhere.

Killing intent! ! !
When one reaches the level of an emperor, he can sense certain emotional fluctuations around him and has a kind of intuition in his perception.

He quickly jumped onto the rock wall, and the place where he had just been was pierced by countless dark blades.

He understood that this was what the demons hiding in the darkness did.

He has no fixed form; he blends into the entire shadow.

"Shadow Demon..."

A demon from the dark plane, a real demon.

The demon's strength far exceeded his, and the only thing he could do was to escape.

No, he was not safe for even a second here.

This is their world, they are everywhere, even your own shadow betrays you.

Fortunately, after countless games, he still knew some ways to deal with this shadow demon.

As long as all the darkness around it dissipates, this shadow demon will no longer be able to hide.

He must condense into one body and fight him.

Ifrit, who holds the name of the God of Fire, knows very well how to dispel the so-called darkness in this place.

If only he could turn himself into flame!

The shadow demon in the darkness, seeing flames coming out of Ifrit's body, also began to keep a certain distance.

He was not in a good condition, and facing a fireball explosion was not the right choice.

Ifrit instantly turned into light, causing flames to fill the surrounding area and causing the entire underground space to vibrate to a certain extent.

Black Zhen and others who were on the floors below Ifrit were disrupted by the sudden vibration.

On the levels above Ifrit, humans belonging to the British Magic Association and British wizards also encountered great trouble.

……

"What's going on up there?"

Joan of Arc crawled out from under the rock ruins in a panic. The sudden wave just now caused a large area of ​​the floor they were on to fall off.

A large amount of rocks fell from above and hit Fafnir directly, shaking those who were sitting on Fafnir down.

Joan of Arc immediately launched defensive magic to protect the two most important members of the team, Gersemi and Henos.

But she herself was hit by a huge rock and fell into a coma for a few seconds.

Maria's condition was slightly better. Some parts of her body were covered with bloody pits left by the falling rocks.

But even if her body was split in two, Maria was able to revive with full blood.

The only person who was not in a good condition was Youdao Ji. When the rocks fell, she tried to chop off all the falling rocks.

But this approach is not suitable in this environment.

With limited vision, Yao Dao Ji attacked the rocks above, but not only did she fail to achieve her goal, she even caused more rocks to fall, and she was unlucky enough to bear several attacks.

She is not like Joan of Arc and Maria, who were transformed into vampires by Morgan.

And the Youdaojime, who had a flesh and blood body, suffered a great loss because of her combat experience.

"Joan of Arc, go help."

Maria is still using the vampire's passive health recovery, and Joan of Arc, who is in the best condition, must take action to deal with the disastrous scene in front of her.

A large amount of rocks were still falling from above. If it continued for too long, they might all be buried.

"I know." Joan of Arc felt sorry for her mount, Fafnir, but compared to her mount, Fafnir, the safety of the Demon Sword Princess was more important.

She is a flesh and blood body. If she dies, she is really dead. There is no possibility of resurrection.

As for the two little ones, they avoided all the dangerous areas perfectly.

They were so quiet that they didn't move a step, and none of the falling rocks hit them.

Damn, this is the power of fate, right?
Joan of Arc was a little envious. This person's control over his fate was countless times stronger than her intuition.

Joan of Arc even felt that if there were chairs here, the two sisters would even sit on them and watch them suffer.

“Is this also part of fate?”

Joan of Arc asked Henos, this fate is really rubbish!

"Well, but we will be fine, please rest assured."

Although it seems very dangerous this time, Henos can guarantee that this injury is nothing for the Demon Sword Princess.

If you calculate the time, as long as she can crawl out of the ruins, her wounds will heal and stop bleeding in five minutes at most.

Creatures of the Great Monarch will not die so easily, this is just one of the minor troubles.

"Then you two should come and help. You two are also great monarchs, right?"

Joan of Arc didn't understand why the two children were so motionless.

"No, we can't interfere with fate."

Although there are big problems now, everything is under control and they cannot interfere.

"...Fuck you, do you believe that if I slap you two right now and then burn you with fire, your father Morgan won't even scold me?"

Joan of Arc discovered that her compatibility with these two unfortunate children was extremely poor!
It was rare for her to hate two people so much, and these two people were the children of her lover and other people.

Joan of Arc felt that she had endured long enough, but these two unlucky children kept talking about fate and so on.

She really can't bear it anymore, it's time to strike back!

"But, we two will be your daughter's teachers in the future. Do you really want to do this to us?"

Henos asked with a puzzled look on her face, but her younger sister Gersemi saw a hint of ill intention in her sister's face.

How could she not know that she would be the teacher of Joan of Arc’s daughter in the future?

Could it be that my scumbag sister is trying to trick Jeanne d'Arc?
Thinking about his family's heritage, his father Morgan was a scumbag, his father's mother Fairy Queen Morgan was a scumbag, and his own Virgin Mary Freya was also a scumbag.

By this calculation, my whole family is pretty despicable.

(End of this chapter)