Arad's Sword

Chapter 145 Ghost Swordsman Natural Enemy

However, in the dome above the hall, there are countless vampire bats flying.

These mutated vampire bats bared their sharp fangs and flapped their wings, like a dark cloud covering the sky, flying slowly over Midi's head, almost covering the entire field of vision.

Facing the vast and gloomy scene, Midi just held the Black Sky Sword and watched quietly.

In his previous life, as a second-awakened person, he had seen many scenes bigger than this.Even though he was not a top ghost swordsman in that life, he still won the final victory with perseverance and persistence.Now, he is a perfect job changer, and at the same time, he has completely integrated the power of ghosts and gods, and he also has a rare super will in a thousand years. Facing such a battle, how can he have the slightest fear?

Besides, the overall situation outside has been decided, so what kind of tricks can the leader of the pretender who has not yet appeared in front of him come up with?

In Midi's eyes, this is just the last dying struggle.

Of course, the other party may also have feigned a sword in preparation for escape.

But no matter what, Midi, who has taken over the general trend, just needs to remain unchanged to meet all changes, find the right opportunity, and slash down with one sword.

Seemingly aware of Midi's calmness, the group of vampire bats became agitated instead.Their small red eyes are fixed on Midi who is standing at the entrance of the hall. The four fangs in their furry mouths bump up and down to make a slight sound, and the long and narrow oval eyes radiate a color incompatible with the day, sucking blood. The team of bats is very neat, like two rows of standing guards in the welcoming ceremony.

Finally, the guards waited for their distinguished guest, an old man in a black robe, who slowly appeared in the billowing mist, and walked towards Midi.

When they were twenty steps away, Midi could clearly see the deathly pale face of the other party, revealing two blood-red fangs outside his mouth, and... two sharp horns on his forehead.

"A vampire of devil blood!" Midi frowned slightly.

For vampires, he has hundreds of ways to fight.After all, vampires are afraid of the Holy Light. This is a weakness they can never get rid of. As long as there is this weakness, no matter how strong the defense seems to be, it will eventually be pried open.

However, the black-robed old man in front of him had the sharp horns of a demon, which meant that not only the dead blood of vampires flowed in his body, but also the cursed blood of demons!

A vampire like this, to some extent, is no longer a vampire, it is more like a demon possessing the skills of a vampire.Even Midi, who is a reborn person, can't understand the details of the other party if they don't fight.

"Midi Asrex, you came just in time." The black-robed old man said coldly in a condescending manner, "I have to admit that you are indeed a military genius. When the new tree of life is successfully planted by you When fighting against the Sealing Dragon Formation, the balance of victory has already tilted to the human side, but...you shouldn't come to me like a reckless man."

"Just because I'm a level 50 capper, do you think you can win, vampire?" Midi was not moved at all.Of course he knew that to be the leader of the Pretenders, there must be something special and extraordinary, but if he shrinks back because of this, then Midi is not Midi.

Just because she knew that the one guarding the tree pavilion was the strongest of the enemies, Midi wanted to face the difficulties instead!

If you can't even achieve this level, how can you fight against fate and protect the people you care about?
Therefore, facing the alarmist words of the old man in black robe, Midi just laughed it off.

He didn't say anything more, just took out a bottle of golden liquid, and poured it on the black sword.

The liquid seemed to have spirituality, and it spread automatically and continuously, covering the entire body of the sword, but not even a drop fell to the ground.And when the covering was completed, the originally pitch-black long sword radiated a faint golden light, as if it had been blessed by a high-ranking paladin.

This is an item made by Master Norton himself - top-level enchantment, holy sharpness!

Although it can last for only three hours, during this period of time, the enchanted weapon is incredibly lethal to the pretender, equivalent to a magic weapon.

Midi raised the Platinum Sword and pointed it at the opponent.

No words, no need, let's speak with swords!

This is Midi's answer.

Seemingly irritated by Midi's harsh attitude, the black-robed old man snorted coldly.He didn't seem to care about the power of the holy light on the sword at all, he just watched Midi finish everything, and then waved his hand. The next moment, the bats circling and flying in the hall gave out sharp cries, as if A black waterfall rolled backwards towards Midi.

Not only that, but the black-robed old man himself spread out a pair of huge demonic wings and escaped into the bat swarm, obviously looking for an opportunity to kill with one blow.

If it was in the past, the only way for the black-robed old man to face such a powerful holy light weapon was to back away.As a vampire, let alone confrontation, even seeing the light scattered from the long sword enchanted with sacred sharpness in Midi's hand, he would feel dizzy.

Moreover, this sword not only has sacred attributes, its surface is hot enough to melt steel, let alone a vampire who is afraid of the holy light?
But now, the black-robed old man only sneered at this.

After hooking up with Queen Skadi, he had already managed to get a leaf of the tree of life, and used it as a medicine to completely transform his body.Now, not to mention the vaccine developed by Midi, even the purest holy light will not have any effect on him.

Not only that, but the demonic blood in the old man in black robe gave him an extremely powerful trump card.

With these cards in hand, he thinks he is invincible in single combat.

Even if the Second Awakened Master Iron-Blooded Duke comes in person, the black-robed old man has a [-]% chance of winning!And even if he loses, he is sure that he can retreat unscathed.

Now that Midi has rushed up by himself, is it not an opportunity for him?
He wants to capture Midi alive, and then turn the already rotten battle situation around directly!
Midi obviously also knows that the opponent is so tyrannical, so he naturally has something to rely on.Therefore, when the black-robed old man rushed over aggressively, Midi didn't confront him head-on, but turned to one side, letting the vampire's sharp claws pass by.

Relying on her advantages in fighting skills, Midi seized an opportunity while dodging, and slashed down with the long sword in her hand.

The next moment, the bright sword light cut through the air, and slashed on the body of the black-robed old man with incomparable precision.However, there was no blood flying out, or even a scratch on the flesh, and dazzling sparks shot out from the place where the sword edge touched the old man's body!

Midi was immediately shocked back a few steps by the huge shock force, but the black-robed old man didn't feel well either. He let out a muffled grunt, and immediately flew backwards. When he flew fifteen steps away, the old man He turned somersaults in the air, and his feet fell lightly back to the ground.

Is it not atomization, but invulnerability?

Midi evaluated in his heart that he was far from doing his best now, but only slightly used his extreme intention to test the opponent's hole cards.

In the past, Midi just had to cut down without hesitation.However, now he can't do that.After all, this is not the time a year ago. At that time, Midi was just a little playboy, no one cared at all, and most people would even underestimate the enemy, so the method of killing with one blow is quite appropriate.

But now?

Today, Midi is already a figure on an equal footing with Fina, the queen of magic bullets, a genius commander, and the strongest of Belmar's younger generation.

Although he still has many hole cards hidden, he has also become the focus of everyone's attention.

Since these pretenders were able to endure for so long, and even successfully planned a conspiracy to make the Iron-Blooded Duke critically ill, they must be extremely outstanding in intelligence, have a certain amount of research on themselves, and may even be a check and balance.

And the black-robed old man in front of him is confident, obviously holding some cards.

If he really attacked with all his strength, he might be attacked later by the opponent. Therefore, Midi only advanced slowly to force the opponent to play his hole card first.After all, time is on his side, the longer the battle between the two sides drags on, the easier it will be to win the battle in the Garden of Dawn.

Besides, even if this black-robed old man is invulnerable, how far can his group of bats do it?

The Heitian Sword exuding platinum light kept slashing out, like bolts of lightning, falling into the crowd of bats.

Even though the black-robed old man is invulnerable to swords and guns, and even though the bats will turn into smoke after being killed, and then condense into shape again, recovery is always slower than destruction.After a few breaths, under Midi's dense attack, the bat swarm, which was originally as far as the eye can see like dark clouds overwhelming the city, gradually became sparse, like a piece of rag that has been pierced with many holes.

And no matter how the old man in black robe attacked, he couldn't break through Midi's iron-like defense.

"Hmph, do you think you can delay the defense like this?" The black-robed old man snorted coldly, his eyes suddenly brightened.

The next moment, those flying bats all hovered in the air, and then shrunk into a ball one after another. At the same time, as if responding to the old man, bloody rays of light bloomed from all over their bodies.

For a moment, Midi seemed to be surrounded by red stars all over the sky.

And the rays of light emanating from these stars seemed to have become matter with shape and weight.They were like a row of long spears, piercing Midi from all directions, but they were invisible and substanceless, and they couldn't be resisted in a physical way.

The next moment, Midi's expression changed drastically.

When these spear-like rays of light shone on him, he suddenly felt that the ghost on his left arm shook suddenly, as if it had been frozen, becoming heavy and cold.

This is the innate power of the old man in black robe——

Seal of ghosts and gods!

Demon blood, the chosen one of the God of Destruction, and the user of Kazan's curse, he is the natural nemesis of ghost swordsmen.

(End of this chapter)