Uncle here isn't your average office worker!

Manfred gritted his teeth, but still lowered his head and apologized, "This is my dereliction of duty, and has nothing to do with the General."

"Good for nothing but loyalty," the Blood Lord commented indifferently, his gaze meeting Kal'tsit's eyes, his brows flashing with undisguised disgust. "Long time no see, Lord Kal'tsit. You actually dare to come back."

Kal'tsit replied neither humbly nor arrogantly:

“This is my mission.”

"Who gave you this mission? Theresa? Or is it something you claim to be?" the Blood Demon Lord laughed. "Your respected Theresa is now on our side, so shouldn't you immediately switch sides?"

Upon hearing Theresa's name, Kal'tsit's expression visibly stiffened for a moment, and she subconsciously glanced in Roy's direction.

Roy had told her that Theresis and the Exorcist were looking for a way to resurrect Theresia. But Kal'tsit didn't entirely believe this information.

Resurrection from the dead has always been one of the most difficult things on this land. Apart from the Beast Lord, even the immortals find it hard to move freely between life and death. Not to mention Theresa, who had personally witnessed her own death.

Moreover, she didn't believe Therese would do such a thing.

When Theresa was assassinated, Babel reached an agreement with Theresis to facilitate their withdrawal from Kazdel. Kal'tsit returned the Demon Lord's remains, and Theresis allowed Rhodes Island to leave. The Sarkaz are a race that places great importance on bloodlines, traditions, and death. Under no circumstances should Theresis allow any act of desecration against a Demon Lord, or even her closest kin, to occur.

But now, no matter how much Kal'tsit denies it, the facts are undeniable. Theresis did indeed trample on Theresa's death; the Exorcist used despicable means to bring Her Highness's soul back to this land.

"I'll kill him."

Kal'tsit's declaration caused most of the Rhodes Island operators, including Roy, to turn around involuntarily.

As far as I can remember, this was the first time this ever-calm doctor had so definitively pronounced someone's death sentence in her presence. Even those who didn't know Kal'tsit well could hear the fury she was venting.

There was no outward display of anger, but rage was burning fiercely within him.

"Heh, then let my men live now."

The Blood Demon Lord sneered. Beneath his white, black-trimmed, red-decorated noble robe, his frighteningly pale right hand rose, and blood, flowing like a spring from his slender, long fingertips, cascaded down to the ground.

The next second, the pool of blood covering the entire city wall began to churn and boil. One after another, grotesque and terrifying tentacles burst forth from the earth like earthworms, their enormous, ferocious maws spewing out foul-smelling slime from their spiraling teeth, shooting towards Kal'tsit. At the same time, even more tentacles twisted and writhed into a tangled mass of flesh, charging towards Amiya.

Kal'tsit, prepared from the start, stepped forward with her right foot, her body slightly tilted to the side. A terrifyingly sharp scythe pierced her spine, penetrating her fair skin, and a three-meter-long Originium behemoth leaped forth, perfectly blocking the oncoming foul-smelling liquid. The behemoth followed closely, wielding its sharp scythe like a scythe for harvesting wheat, instantly shredding the twisted, bloody flesh that lunged at Amiya.

But the Blood Demon Lord's magic was far from simple. The shredded, twisted flesh quickly sank into the blood pool and was replenished in an instant. More monsters crawled out with shrieks, while the foul liquid that had been blocked began to spread rapidly toward the body of the Originium Beast, bursting with astonishing heat in an attempt to destroy the body structure of mon3tr.

Kal'tsit doesn't possess particularly strong Originium Arts. Compared to other medics, the tools she uses for treatment aren't even the staffs typically used by medics, but rather a syringe filled with medicine. Faced with the Blood Lord's corrosive attacks, which were clearly mixed with Sarkaz sorcery, she obviously didn't have a good way to deal with them.

But just because she didn't have it doesn't mean Rhodes Island didn't.

Logos, equally skilled in magic and sorcery, narrowed his eyes. With a flourish of his bone pen, every stroke, every word, was part of a spell. A spell, shimmering with pale gold, took shape around him, then with a light touch of his pen, flew towards the struggling, roaring Mon3tr. The moment the golden spell touched the foul liquid, the spell annihilated. After a brief silence, the Originium behemoth roared with joy, once again slicing the twisted flesh that was biting at Amiya into dust.

The Blood Demon Lord then turned his gaze to the young female demon.

“Young man, you shouldn’t be showing off your clumsy spells in front of your elders. Your mother is the one who has the right to do so.”

The logos bone pen trembled, and in response to the Blood Demon Lord, two spell light orbs overflowing with light were released.

The Blood Demon Lord's lips twitched slightly, and with a flick of his sleeve, a blood wall as tall as a person rose instantly, easily blocking Logos's energy blast. At the same time, a voice laced with anger came from behind the blood wall:

"I wonder if if I dump her child's body in front of her, it will make her regret not teaching you how to respect your elders sooner."

Logos frowned slightly. With his keen sensitivity to magic, he sensed the tremor beneath his feet and immediately warned Kal'tsit:

"Kal'tsit, this place has been transformed into Blood Demon's home ground. It's best not to confront him head-on here."

Kal'tsit nodded, just about to signal Roy to prepare to retreat and change the battlefield, when Roy suddenly took a step forward and stepped onto the surging sea of ​​blood.

She noticed that Roy smiled confidently.

"Blood Demon, do you know that before you, I met a warrior who also used blood as a weapon?"

"During our last encounter, he practically drained all the blood from his body, using Originium Arts to create a sea of ​​blood, wanting to settle things with me! Do you know what happened after that?"

The Blood Demon Lord sneered disdainfully, and said sarcastically:

"Ha, what right does that low-level blood magic have to compare with my magic? Creating a sea of ​​blood is the limit for him, but for me it's just the beginning!"

To everyone's surprise, Roy nodded readily and said with satisfaction:

"That's right! This is exactly what I want! You just mentioned the Blood Sea, right?"

A golden light suddenly shot up behind him, propelling him skyward until he reached the apex of the star pod. There, he turned around, transforming into a shooting star and crashing into the towering walls of Londinium and the man with an unpredictable expression amidst the churning sea of ​​blood.

The conditions for unlocking the hidden effects of the "Last Knight" module have been met.

Rosinant burst forth from the void and caught its master steadily. Its deep blue skin seemed to be plated with a layer of gold, and the hunter's aura reached its peak in an instant.

"Kill the sea!"

A meteor falls into a sea of ​​blood!

Volume 1: Chapter 306 Brothers, the Lancers are really strong!

In the undisputed world classic "Don Quixote", the knight Don Quixote believes he has charged at a monster, but in reality, his target is just an ordinary windmill.

If Don Quixote hadn't come to Yunnan to eat mushrooms, then without a doubt, he would have charged at the windmills even knowing the monster was one of them, and brazenly regarded it as the monster he, as a knight, needed to defeat.

The same applies to Roy's "The Last Knight" mod.

Since the Last Knight module unexpectedly reacted to the sea of ​​blood created by Blood Knight Dikeopolis during the finals of the Knights' Arena Special Tournament, activating Rosinant, Roy realized the idealistic nature of this module.

You are the ocean? Fine, then kill the ocean!

You're not the ocean? No way, you definitely have elements of the ocean. A lot of people means a sea of ​​people, a lot of blood means a sea of ​​blood, a lot of girls means going to sea. In any case, you have to have the ocean in you!

Alright, since you're also the sea, great! Kill the sea!

The reason why Roy didn't say a word when Kal'tsit and the Blood Lord were fighting was because he was waiting for this moment!

The Blood Lord's sea of ​​blood flowed endlessly. Unlike the Blood Knight, this old red-eyed man could not only cast spells using his own blood, but also cast Sarkaz sorcery using the blood of others. Just as he said, the Blood Knight had exhausted himself to create a sea of ​​blood barrier, which was the limit that a mortal could reach. But for the Blood Lord, summoning a field magic sea of ​​blood was just the starting point for a series of chain spells, a small beginning!

However, he never expected that Roy, who was fighting him for the first time, would throw a meteorite at him right away without doing anything!

The soaring meteor shower is a visual feast that never gets old, no matter how many times you watch it. When the golden light, like the tail of a meteor, stretches out a long ribbon in the sky before falling to the ground, even the shrewd Blood Demon Lord was momentarily stunned.

This time, however, was unlike any other. Roy openly used the true power of the Great Wilderness Starfall, even activating multiple modules simultaneously to amplify its power.

The Sun Sword, gleaming and bathed in sunlight, was hurled down as an anchor point. Its immense power instantly vaporized the several blood walls that the Blood Demon Lord had erected to block the "attack." Forced to take a step back, the Blood Demon Lord stared blankly at the greatsword that crashed into the ground, leaving a huge crater in the walls of Londinium. Before he could react, he was once again forced back by the following lightning.

The holy sword, serving as the anchor point, was just the beginning. The Stranger's lightning followed closely behind, as if commanded by Thor, unleashing countless golden bolts of lightning towards the location of the Sun Holy Sword. The tentacles and twisted flesh rising from the sea of ​​blood were shattered in a short time, only to rise again, be shattered a second time, until they were completely evaporated by the lightning, revealing the mottled walls beneath.

The Blood Demon Lord's leisurely expression froze, as if he had finally realized and acknowledged the threat coming from the sky, and he immediately retaliated. The vast sea of ​​blood began to condense and rise, like a giant hand reaching towards the heavens. He had clearly noticed Roy's threat, and his expression was no longer as contemptuous and disdainful as before; his face beneath his long silver hair even showed a tangible distortion.

However, just as the ascending blood hand was about to touch Roy, who had not yet fallen, the spell's incantation and the jet-black energy blast suddenly shot towards the caster himself.

Logos and Kal'tsit weren't just bystanders. Upon realizing that the Blood Lord needed to concentrate on fighting Roy in the sky, Logos immediately abandoned his so-called martial virtue of not interfering in one-on-one battles. He uttered a soft "forbidden" and his fingertips flew as his bone pen quickly drew the corresponding incantation, which flew towards his senior.

Kal'tsit, on the other hand, is even more unambiguous. As an old lynx who can directly lead the entire Terran to form an alliance to invade Kazdel, her respect for elders and love for the young obviously does not include the Blood Lord.

"mon3tr, melt down, charge up, focus, launch!"

Four commands were issued in sequence, and the symbiotic Originium behemoth let out a roar filled with pain and boundless rage. A crimson light began to emerge from its jet-black body, and almost tangible blood energy seeped from the joints of its scythe. mon3tr raised its head, gathering the brief burst of energy from the melting into its mouth, forming a twisting, twitching black hole sphere. With a roar, it hurled it at the Blood Demon Lord along with the Logos incantation.

The Blood Demon Lord, who was already prepared to focus all his energy on dealing with the threat from the sky, had to divert some of his attention again. His sharp fangs mercilessly bit his lip, and beads of blood trickled down his face to the ground. He immediately roared:

"Manfred, blood!"

Manfred immediately raised his sword without hesitation and slashed a horrifying wound on his arm.

Gushing blood seeped from the wound and flowed into the ground, seemingly drawn together with the Blood Demon Lord's blood droplets, quickly forming another blood-shaped humanoid figure on the ground that was almost identical to the Blood Demon Lord.

Both Roy in the sky and Vina on the ground recognized the move at the same time.

Blood Knight used a similar move on the final stage. His way of countering Roy's ultimate move, Great Wilderness Meteor Fall, was to create four blood-like figures with his own blood essence and attack Roy at the same time, thus restraining his movements and preventing him from charging up his power.

Most of the blood-related magic and sorcery on Earth originate from the Blood Demon. As the ruler of the Blood Demon King's court, the Blood Demon Lord can create blood-forms without even using his own blood essence, and these forms are far more agile and powerful. However, perhaps time was running out, or perhaps it was the Blood Demon Lord's own arrogance that caused the blood-forms to face the incoming spells and energy blasts without using any magic to block them, instead simply meeting them head-on with their bodies.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, blood exploded everywhere, and the incantation, energy blast, and blood-form all vanished without a trace. Having learned its lesson, Logos immediately deployed a protective incantation shield, blocking and evaporating all the blood droplets.

Meanwhile, Roy, falling from the sky, finally came close to the formed giant hand of blood.

Ascending atop the gilded Rocinant, the warhorse beneath him seemed exceptionally excited, neighing incessantly. Roy, his eyes flashing, drew the weapon he had prepared long ago.

The [Chongyue] module effect is activated.

【①: Furniture City God of War (Martial Artists Don't Die Bare-Handed): Anything your hands touch can become your weapon. Items used as weapons will be strengthened for a short time, but must be removed from your hands within ten seconds.】

Roy pulled out a hand cannon.

[Last Words] This is the weapon of Iberian Saint Carmen, a true hero-level weapon.

Under normal circumstances, Roy couldn't even use it, because this hand cannon was truly idealistic. Without passing the so-called "trial of the heart" and grasping some kind of "heart's" judgment, he couldn't even pull the trigger.

But Roy has a special way of using it: the first effect of the Chongyue module, which can convert anything he touches into "your weapon" for a short time.

This approach indirectly removes the subjective judgment mechanism.

And when this weapon is enhanced and activated, its power is naturally a step above that of Dalio, Carmen's apprentice, whose casual hand cannon shot can destroy a city block, and the Black Serpent Talulah's attack on Nearl and Ace during the Chernobog riots.

"boom--"

The trigger was pulled, and flames dozens of times greater than those from the muzzle instantly engulfed everything in sight!

Brother, Lancer!

Volume 1: Chapter 307 Unable to Speak

"Ugh... cough cough cough!"

Supporting himself with one hand, the Blood Demon Lord managed to stand up. He raised his hand and gently brushed it across the corner of his mouth, staring wide-eyed at the crimson bloodstains on his sleeve.

As the strongest member of the Blood Demon clan, his control over blood was beyond question. However, the crimson bloodstain revealed a stark reality: in that instant, he had been driven to the brink of despair, to the point that he was powerless to even manage his own blood.