Heritage foundry

Chapter 337
Zhou Mo was at the gate of the manor, watching the old thin white horse creaking away from the gray-black frame. At the same time, the memory of the mysterious woman and even the carriage began to fade rapidly in his mind. ,disappear.

"It's really evil!"

Zhou Mo only had time to sigh, then suddenly touched his head, and asked to himself:
"Why am I standing here?"

Fortunately, although the mysterious woman couldn't remember, Zhou Mo didn't forget what he should do.

However, in the early morning of the next day, hundreds of complaints to the nobles were sent from the Eagle's Nest to the entire territory of the Otto Empire.

At the same time, ten established Knights of the Holy Cross marched into Eagle New City without any warning or notice, and directly surrounded the newly sold mansion in the center of the city in an extremely brutal manner.

Zhou Mo rode on the holy light unicorn, and the holy pure white light was shining all over his body. Looking at the main entrance of the mansion, he whispered:
"Follow the plan!"

Degster-Lee raised the command flag, and the knights on the mounts began to pray in unison:
"Holy Cross of Light, you are the embodiment of all pure and beautiful light in the world, you are the nemesis of all filth and evil in the world, the land shrouded in holy light is a holy kingdom, and all good and righteous people are blessed by you. The filthy dead shall be judged by you!"

[-] holy light knights above the black iron level recited the prayer to expel the undead set by Zhou Mo at the same time!
In just an instant, a round of bright cross exuding rich holy brilliance floated in the middle of the mansion, illuminating the light everywhere.

Even without the reminder from the mysterious woman, Zhou Mo would not have allowed the blood race to take root in his own territory. After all, the strange undead of the holy blood race are too contagious, and if they lurk among the crowd, it won't take long. will be corroded by them.

Ordinary humans simply cannot resist the temptation and transformation of blood races!
As soon as the cross of light appeared, a transparent blood-colored glass mask lit up out of thin air above the mansion. On the mask, there were countless blood-colored tadpole-like ancient characters, walking and connecting in series like living creatures.

But being directly irradiated by the holy light cast by the Bright Cross, it was like ice cubes under the sun, and a faint liquid blood melted and flowed down from the mask!

At this time, there was movement in the courtyard.

"Your Excellency, Viscount Holy Cross, is really extraordinary. I didn't expect to be discovered by you so soon. If the royal family of the Otto Empire has your means, it will be really hard for us holy blood!"

A voice that didn't have a hint of femininity that a blood race should have, but was full of righteousness, sounded from the courtyard.

The next moment, a blood-colored beam of light rose from a room in the house and poured into the mask above the house. Countless blood-colored tadpole characters began to tremble and change rapidly, and reconnected in series.

A pair of giant bat wings gradually emerged and closed above the mask, resisting the holy light in the sky.

Zhou Mo frowned. He had seen this kind of power before. It was the power of the Blood Emperor, a power that belonged to the essence life level of the source energy state.

My heart skipped a beat, could it be that the Blood Emperor is here in person?
But in a blink of an eye, Zhou Mo put aside this idea. If the blood emperor can still let him find his way here, it is impossible for the blood race to do such a big thing in the imperial capital!

"Which descendant of His Majesty the Blood Emperor is here? I didn't expect Zhou Mo's territory to be so valued by the blood clan. It's really a blessing for a clan of blood to come here!"

Except for the human race, almost all inheritances are contained in the bloodlines. Only the human race is the most special, relying very little on the bloodline inheritance, and relying more on civilization and writing to carry on the inheritance from generation to generation.

This also led to the huge difference in status and power between the royal family of the foreign race and the royal family of the human race!

The princes of Emperor Otto were born as ordinary babies, with much higher aptitude than the commoner sons, but no advantage in life level.

But the foreign races are different. Almost all the royal blood descendants of the foreign races are at least black iron-level beings, born extraordinary!
Moreover, almost all the imperial blood of foreign races can rely on the blood connection to borrow the power of the blood of the previous layer.

Now, the heir of the blood emperor who planned the destruction of the imperial capital and arrived at the eagle's lair, it was by virtue of his own blood that he summoned the power of the blood emperor and resisted the holy light that greatly restrained the blood race.

In the courtyard, the majestic middle-aged man in a bright red brocade robe levitated up, looking down at Zhou Mo with a pair of narrow and elegant eyes.

"I am Rhine-Abel, the third branch of the holy blood royal family!"

After saying that, he bowed gracefully to Zhou Mo and saluted.

Zhou Mo looked at the blood prince who had not changed his elegant look at this time, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was not interested in playing the polite game with these blood races!
Raising his hand, his five fingers were straightened up, and suddenly, Zhou Mo's thumb bent down!

From outside the city, on a high ground, a ray of pure white light flashed away!
The blood-colored bat wings covering the courtyard suddenly rippled, and one of them was even sunken. A projectile that was no bigger than the length and thickness of an ordinary person's index finger and shone with pure white holy light was spinning crazily. The kinetic energy it carried was making this projectile a little bit Squeeze into the bloody batwing!

Rhine-Abel's pupils never fluctuated. Before looking at the center of his eyebrows, he broke inward a little bit. It seemed that he could break through the protection of the bat wings in the next instant. The holy light projectile that hit the center of his eyebrows gently stretched out two With his finger, he flicked slightly on the sunken batwing mask.

With this flick, the bat wings on the entire mask stretched slightly, and Zhou Mo saw that the holy light bullet was gently thrown away and disappeared.

Zhou Mo was not disappointed either. Although the power of the essence of life in the source energy state was not manipulated by himself, it was definitely not something that could be broken easily. It was just a test and a statement of attitude.

"Why bother? The imperial capital of the human race has been destroyed, and the inheritance of the royal family has also disappeared. Submit to the rule of my blood clan, Viscount Holy Cross, you may live a better life than now!"

There was no expression on Rhine-Abel's face, and when he spoke, his thin lips opened and closed, and his teeth could not even be seen.

Zhou Mo was too lazy to listen to these confusing words of the blood race. On the pure white Hailong mount, he twisted the cross on his chest with his right hand and sang loudly:

"Where the holy light shines, there should not be filth in the world! The blood of the dead is filth!"

Setting the rules in the source of the holy light, and then defining something, this is the new way of playing the holy light mastered by Zhou Mo.

Although this method of making rules by oneself and then defining things by oneself is shameless, but for some reason, Zhou Mo feels that this kind of holy light is suitable for him.

The sound of Zhou Mo's singing spread throughout the entire Eagle New City.

First, just a bowl of Knights of the Holy Cross responded in unison:
"The place where the holy light shines..."

Then, in the entire city, scattered and unscaled prayers began to be heard from all directions.

After one breath, if someone looked down from the height of Xiongying New City, they would be able to see that the entire Xiongying New City was slightly lit up.

"...the blood of the dead is a filthy thing!"

The voices of chanting and praying in unison came together.

With a holy smile on Zhou Mo's face, and the faint pure white flames in his eyes, he looked at the bright cross in the sky.

The Bright Cross seemed to suddenly change from a light source to the sun, and what fell was no longer divine light, but a pure white flame!

As soon as the flame landed on the blood-colored bat wing, the entire bat wing burned in an instant.

Zhou Mo sighed:
"What is filthy will eventually be purified in the flames!"

(End of this chapter)