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189 Blood Sacrifice

Norman swung the dagger again, across his thigh.

His left arm was hanging by his side at the moment, and the clothes on it had been cut into strips of cloth, which were tattered, and his skin could be seen through, with horrible cuts.

Although under his powerful self-healing ability, these openings that were just cut have been closed and no longer bleed, but he is not a god after all, his self-healing ability is only strengthened, but not to the extent of immediate recovery, so these were cut open The opening of the mouth still maintains a state of rolled flesh.

And the most frightening thing is that the rolled-up flesh turned out to be a mixed color of pale and light red.

Under a large amount of bloodletting, the blood pressure on this arm is no longer enough, and the magic power contained in the outflowing blood is no longer enough to support the rapidly passing magic power consumption, which is why Norman is now cutting his own thigh.

A knife was accurately cut across the artery at the root of the thigh, and the gurgling blood spurted out, and the extremely pure and huge magic power also flowed out, volatile in Norman's spell.

Due to the massive blood loss, Norman's complexion turned pale at this moment, there was no blood on his lips, and his entire face was grayed out, looking very scary.

No matter how strong his physical fitness is and how extraordinary his self-healing ability is, his hematopoietic ability is far behind his bloodletting speed.

Cold, very cold.

This is what Norman feels most deeply now.

It was clearly the daytime at the beginning of autumn, and the sun was still mild, but he shivered as if he had fallen into the depths of winter.

But the most terrifying thing is not this, but the spell.

"No clothes? I wear the same clothes as my son..."

The more you recite "Qin Feng Wuyi", the greater the magic power required, which makes Norman swing the dagger faster, but in the end, the speed of bloodletting from the thigh artery can't keep up The magic has evaporated.

Norman could clearly feel that as the speed of the blood couldn't keep up, the huge magical atmosphere around him faintly and irregularly agitated, like a volcano ready to erupt at any time.

He has a feeling that once he can't control the spell, the violent magic energy will blow up the place to the ground, and he, the caster, will bear the brunt of it and turn into ashes!

This made Norman lower his eyelids and glance at his belly.

Lancelot immediately sensed his intention, and quickly said: "No, you will die if you continue like this!"

Following Norman's glance, everyone in the live broadcast room can clearly see Norman's current condition: the blood flowing from his left arm and thigh has completely stained his lower body red, and his pants seem to be put in a pool of blood After soaking, the original ephedra turned into the current blood red.

At his feet, a large pool of blood formed a scarlet lake of blood around his feet. Just by looking at it, one could feel the strong smell of blood coming out of his nostrils.

I don't know how much blood has been released here. If it were a normal person, he would have fallen down a long time ago. That is to say, Norman's physical fitness is so extraordinary that he can barely stand here.

After hearing Lancelot's words, Norman smiled bitterly in his heart.

Didn't he know that if he bleeds more, he will be in danger?But if he didn't bleed him, he would be more dangerous. This spell was like a double-edged sword, and he was already in trouble now.But he wanted to maintain the spell, and he couldn't tell Lancelot about all this.

And at this moment, he heard Jun's exclamation beside him.

"Meteor storm!"

Meteor storm?
That seems to be a 9th-level spell that fell from the sky?
Norman looked up subconsciously, and saw a shooting star trailing a long tail of fire falling rapidly towards this side, his eyes widened suddenly.

Norman didn't have time to think about it, he gritted his teeth, and slashed his lower abdomen, cutting open his belly!

"Master Wang Yuxing!..."

Under the gushing of a large amount of blood from the lower abdomen, the magic power suddenly became pure and thick, and he also read the next sentence smoothly.

But it was too late for him, the meteor had already arrived diagonally above the envoys, and it was about to hit the crowd in the next moment!

At such a close distance, Norman could even see that meteor was as big as a small building, with a pitch-black inner core and a thick layer of white flames wrapped around it. When it hit, his eyebrows seemed to be burning!

That's too late!

Everyone looked at the meteor with despair in their eyes.

At this moment, a blue light shot out from the side, slanting towards the shooting star!
The blue light was so thin that it looked as thick as a child's arm, but after it came into contact with the meteor, a miraculous scene happened.

The meteor began to disintegrate from the top, split into something like particles and dissipated in the air!

This change started from the top and spread rapidly backwards. Then, under the gaze of everyone, the meteor melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was almost just a blink of an eye. The particles dissipated into the air, leaving no trace except for the scorching air temperature.

"Advanced dispelling magic!"

Norman recognized the 6th-level spell right away.

There are very few people in the mission group who are capable of casting this kind of spell, and Hardy is one of them, but now he is going all out to resist the lightning storm in the sky, and he can't spare a hand to cast it, so there is only one caster left .

Norman turned his head suddenly and looked to the left, and sure enough, he saw Agnes standing there five or six steps away from me on his left, holding a wooden stick in her hand, pointing to the sky.

This advanced dispelling magic was released by her.

However, the meteor storm at level 9 was not something that the advanced dispel magic at level 6 could compete with. She just delayed it a bit.

The second meteor has already fallen towards this side!

Agnes wasn't idle either, she quickly chanted a spell, intending to try her best to dispel a meteor, and didn't say run away—in fact, they have nowhere to escape now, and everyone around It is the enemy, if it is flying, it is inconvenient to move, it will only become the target of the enemy, and die faster.

Norman also knew that the only chance for them to survive now was to complete the spell completely and see if they could defeat the enemy. There was no other way, so he hurriedly recited the spell.

"Fix my armor..."

The incantation of this magic spell was not smooth, as he uttered one old saying after another, he could feel the magic power in his blood rising crazily, and in the blink of an eye, almost all the rising disappeared, and he The next sentence was also stuck in my throat and I couldn't get it out for a while.

Even if the lower abdomen is cut, the blood volume is not enough!

At this time, the second meteor had already arrived in the sky, and Agnes shot it with a high-level dispelling magic, melting the meteor, but she herself sat down on the ground with a pale face, trying her best to open her mouth , but couldn't spit out a complete spell sentence.

As a one-star blue-robed mage, casting two level 6 spells in a row has drained her magic power.

At this time, the third meteor has been falling down without stopping.

There is no other way.

Norman's eyes turned hard, and he became determined, raised the dagger high in front of his eyes, gritted his teeth, and stabbed towards his heart with his backhand!
"do not want!"

Seeing Norman's actions, Lancelot had already guessed his crazy thoughts, and quickly yelled.

Agnes opened her eyes wide after seeing this scene, stood up from the ground and rushed over here.

Hardy subconsciously wanted to instantly send out a mage's hand to stop all of this, but he was distracted, blocking the light of the lightning storm from shaking, and the mage's hand couldn't be released smoothly.

The other noble mages who had run out of mana stared blankly, not even having time to react.

But even if they reacted, it was too late.

puff!

Under Norman's best efforts, the dagger stabbed smoothly into his chest and into his heart.

Whoa!
Norman pulled out his backhand again, and pulled out the dagger. So far, the largest stream of blood spurted out from his chest, bursting into bloody flowers all over the sky.

Everyone around saw this scene with wide-eyed eyes, and watched tremblingly. Agnes stopped her footsteps and stared blankly. Hardy's mage's hand finally came out smoothly, and the dagger Pulled it out, but it was useless.

The light curtain above the heads of the envoys lost Hardy's magical support, and it shook more and more, and was struck by the lightning storm to the verge of collapse.

The third meteor was already approaching the sky above everyone, and everyone below could feel the scorching temperature, and the blood on the ground heated up slightly.

As Norman's heart was bleeding profusely, the magic around him became richer and thicker than ever before, and he was finally able to say the last incantation.

"...Go with me!"

After reading this sentence, Norman was relieved, his mind went blank, and he seemed to have returned to his mother's amniotic fluid lightly, with unparalleled ease.

But in the real world, the ground near the envoys suddenly shook violently like an earthquake, shaking so much that people couldn't stand up, and the soldiers fell down and rolled on the ground when they were caught off guard.

Rumble

There was a huge hollow sound coming from the ground, and cracks were cracked in the ground. As the cracks expanded, people fell down screaming from time to time.

Norman didn't know all this. With his heart pierced, his consciousness had been emptied and he was no longer in this world.

But immediately, a sharp pain pulled his consciousness back.

He tried his best to look down, tried his best to open his eyes, and saw a sharp bone spur piercing through his heart!
He just stabbed himself just once, but this bone spur actually pierced through his heart, and it was truly heart-wrenching.

Under the severe pain, Norman didn't know where his strength came from, so he roared crazily.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

But when his voice passed through his throat and came out again, it had already become another voice.

"Roar……"

It was an incomparably deep voice, but it contained inexplicable supreme power. After hearing this voice, the soldiers of the Durham Freedom Army and the envoys all involuntarily felt fear from the bottom of their hearts. The weapons in their hands Unable to catch it anymore, tens of thousands of people lay on the ground and shivered.

The brown-haired young man in the distance knelt on the ground and struggled fiercely, his eyes were bloodshot. Stanley next to him was not in much pain. He was watching the scene among the envoys with empty eyes and muttered to himself.

"dragon……"

(End of this chapter)