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"What's going on... I've already hidden my 'fate knot,' so why do I still feel like it can threaten me?"

Clearly, this girl was no ordinary person. She was an uninvited stranger from Kazdel.

Just moments ago, she witnessed a historic moment—the Sarkaz regent, Theresis, fell in Londinium. Everything unfolded exactly as prophesied by the Cyclopes' court lord.

Although she didn't understand why Bai Ye could see her, nor why she felt that the person could threaten her, the girl hesitated for a moment, then fiddled with the small cube in her hand, disappeared back into the shadows, and followed Bai Ye's steps.

……

Bai Ye didn't actually see anything. He just sensed that the space had become somewhat strange at the end, as if someone had secretly infiltrated it. However, his intuition told him that the person meant no harm, and since they weren't discussing anything secret, Bai Ye decided to ignore it.

More important than finding this strange visitor was Bai Ye's task.

Bai Ye sped towards the direction he had come from. It wasn't hard to find; just as W had said, as long as he followed the straight furrows he had plowed into the ground, he could find the starting point.

There, the crowd was besieging the Lord of the White Night Blood Court.

Chapter 57 Professional Matching

The Blood Demon Lord stood with his hands raised, terrifying spells gathering at his fingertips, while Logos used a bone pen to write incantations in the air or utter edicts to defend against the attacks of the ancient king of the royal court.

A tide of blood was about to engulf everyone, but it was then neatly cut in half.

Logos raised its hand:

"I am the queen of the banshees, and my words are the court of death knell."

On the dark robes, incantations danced gently, like the first dewdrop rolling down in the morning light.

However, the Blood Demon Lord scoffed at this:

"Stop your weak and laughable magic, young banshee."

“Look around you, my kin are drowning you.”

Yes, the Blood Demon Lord is not a single person; he is the ruler of the Blood Royal Court, and he is an army all by himself.

Countless twisted monsters swarmed toward the crowd. Their shapes were bizarre and distorted, and it was only barely possible to tell that they were either Sarkaz mercenaries or Victoria soldiers in the past.

Of course, there are many more monsters created by the Lord of the Royal Court using Originium Arts.

Yes, it's quite simple. You can think of this Blood Demon's abilities as Originium Arts, which manipulate blood. That's a way that modern Terrans can understand.

Just like Reimu Hakurei's ability is the ability to fly in the sky or to manipulate spiritual energy, Marisa Kirisame's ability is the ability to manipulate magic. It's quite simple to understand, right?

However, the simpler the description, the more it reveals the skill these people possess in this area. Take the Blood Lord, for example; his abilities are more like ancient Sarkaz magic. He can imbue blood with life to create Originium Arts artifacts, and he can also distort and modify both living and non-living things through "blessings."

And now, what appears before everyone are all puppets of this Blood Demon Lord, his creations, his retinue, his offspring, and his army...

“Morbid life, twisted creations…” Logos frowned as he looked at the surging monsters.

"Banshee, you have no right to be distracted." Surrounded by his offspring, the Blood Demon Lord looked at Logos arrogantly, like a king.

“I don’t need to be distracted, because I am not alone,” Logos said softly.

He gently raised his head, feeling the power of the spell flowing through his body.

As a master of magic, this rhythm is his most comfortable state. Even on the battlefield, surrounded by enemies, he can safely cast spells. This is because he is safely protected.

Beside him, deep-sea hunters were efficiently slaughtering these twisted creatures, as if they were hunting monsters from the deep sea. They were experts at hunting monsters, whether in the sea or on land.

Well, when dealing with human enemies on land, these deep-sea hunters are always a bit hesitant, afraid that if they use too much force, the enemy's corpse will be smashed to pieces by the terrifying power, bursting into shapeless mud that cannot be identified.

For example, during the raid on the church in Saltwind City, Gladys casually swung her spear and sent a member of the Deep Sea Church flying against the wall. The unfortunate fellow was like a tomato smashed against the wall, instantly becoming unrecognizable.

He bore the brunt of Gretia's wrath; after all, these guys had done something unforgivable to her team.

……

However, when it came to dealing with monsters, the deep-sea hunters instantly regained their footing. They were too skilled and too familiar with this aspect. And, the enemy was a monster, which was perfect... they didn't need to hold back anymore.

They were born to do this.

"It feels good. Although it's not as powerful as the enemies I've faced before, the sheer number of them is enough to pique my interest." Laurentina stuck out her tongue, the surrounding blood, crimson, and monsters exciting her.

In her hands, the circular saw roared horribly, covered in a red sap—clearly, no one would mistake it for watermelon juice or ketchup. In a video game, this scene would definitely be censored.

Her power was reviving, and Laurentina felt incredibly good; she danced like an elf in a sea of ​​monsters.

“Too ugly, too disgusting… These are all destruction of beauty, desecration of art, so you must die. For me, and for Bai Ye, die!” A strange flush rose on Laurentina’s face.

"Swordfish, shark... Is she alright?" Skadi and Grandia followed Laurentina into the "ocean," a sea composed of a blood dynasty, to support her as she was already engrossed in the battle.

The three deep-sea hunters formed a triangular formation, methodically slaughtering the monsters. Yes, although Laurentina seemed to be having a blast, she hadn't lost her mind; she was still consciously cooperating with Skadi and Grandia in the battle.

This is the secret to the power of the Deep Sea Hunters. They are connected by blood, and each of them is incredibly powerful on their own. However, when they attack as a team, they will unleash an effect greater than the sum of their parts.

Skadi was just worried that Laurentina would lose her mind due to the familiar monsters and blood, causing the long-lost dark side of "Specter" to resurface from the depths of her heart.

“Shark is fine…she can overcome the madness deep in her soul…” Goredia said confidently.

She believed that Laurentina would not fall into the dark side again, unless... she had been away from White Night for too long, or worse, when she learned that White Night would be leaving her forever.

However, neither of these assumptions is possible in reality, which is why Goredia is so certain. This is both a trust in her companions and a trust in White Night.

……

The deep-sea hunters were truly a perfect fit for dealing with these monsters. Although it had been some time since they had fought such twisted creations, when they picked up their weapons again to face these enemies, the memories etched into their muscles automatically carried out the actions for them.

Of course, just as Laurentina said, the feel wasn't right, it wasn't very durable, and it didn't require that much force. Therefore, the Deepsea Hunter adjusted his strength in time.

They unleashed a bloodbath in the sea of ​​monsters, and not a single monster could break through to Logos's reach.

With them around, Logos could cast spells with complete peace of mind in order to confront the Blood Lord head-on and protect the team from his magic.

Chapter Fifty-Eight: Breaking Through Defenses

(Bai Ye is still on her way...)

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"Ha... an inferior creation with impure blood."

As the three deep-sea hunters slaughtered each other in his Blood King's Court, the Blood Demon Lord's face revealed a contemptuous expression.

In his view, these powerful warriors had only obtained the power of the Sea King, and their bloodline had been defiled, a desecration that the Blood Royal Court could not tolerate.

Raising his hand, the Blood Demon Lord no longer wanted to waste any more time. After all, although he found these deep-sea hunters incredibly inferior and ridiculous, he could not ignore the power they possessed.

Typically, powerful individuals are blessed by the Blood Lord, whose blood, flowing from the bodies of warriors he has gazed upon, crystallizes into beautiful forms, awaiting their next use. These same beings, when necessary, can be transformed into twisted creations that engulf the masses.

For example, there are those worm-like creatures resembling bloodsucking leeches, things called "Newborn Bloodlines," or Originium Arts creations called "Touch of the Lord." Those individuals who were strong in life will also possess even stronger life forms after being transformed; these enemies are called "Gifts of the Lord."

However, out of disdain and contempt, the Blood Demon Lord would certainly not allow these deep-sea hunters to become members of the Blood Court. (As if they wanted to.)

They are indeed very strong.

At this moment, they are annihilating the Great Khan's army with remarkable efficiency.

Even the Blood Demon Lord couldn't ignore this loss. The sudden appearance of Bai Ye and the incredibly reckless summoning of natural disasters abruptly halted the planned war—a veritable "meat grinder," or rather, a "meat grinder." Without blood and flesh, the Blood Demon Lord's magical resources couldn't be replenished continuously. Furthermore, with his ritual disrupted, he was now finding it difficult to sustain the war.

'We need to deal with these three annoying...hybrids first! Then we can tackle that young banshee and that Wendigo.'

Then, the Blood Demon Lord raised his hand. He aimed it at the Deep Sea Hunters, attempting to extract their blood directly.

However, Logos swung his bone pen and stopped him again.

At the same time, accompanied by a sonic boom, a spear flew towards the Blood Demon Lord.

That was the spear that my father threw.

The advantage of having power armor is that it allows you to carry more ammunition. For example, Big Daddy carried quite a few of these projectiles. Of course, because they are propelled by the power armor rather than amplified by the altar of the "cannibalistic" witchcraft ritual, Big Daddy is not quite used to it.

Moreover, this attack is purely physical and will not be imbued with magical attacks as it was in the past due to cannibalistic rituals.

However, Big Daddy had promised his daughter Yelena that he would never again use Originium Arts, witchcraft, or those ancient altars and rituals lightly. Because these practices would only worsen his Oripathy infection.

Big Daddy is an infected, and a Sarkaz at that, so the double debuff makes his infection level fluctuate easily.

Of course, it wasn't just Yelena's fault; Big Daddy himself was also unwilling to use Originium Arts at this moment. According to prophecy, he would die at the hands of the Demon King. But… the Demon King hadn't yet appeared. This remaining strike was meant to defy fate, not to challenge the master of this Blood Court before him.

The spear sliced ​​through the air and arrived at its target in the blink of an eye. It pierced through three layers of blood-red barriers in an instant, and then shattered the last layer of shield as if it were glass.

However, this was its limit. After all, it was a defense set up by another king of the royal court. In the end, the viscous blood tentacles enveloped the spear.

The spear rubbed against the blood rapidly, and blood was constantly being lost due to the heat generated by the friction, but the Blood Demon Lord's blood was naturally inexhaustible.

Finally, the spear lost all its kinetic energy and was seized by the Blood Demon Lord.

"Ha... Wendigo, the last pureblood, and you, banshee, why won't you accept my gift?"

"You actually agreed to accept the weak and powerless power of mechanical creations... Look, this is your attack. You have abandoned the purity of your bloodline, given up the power to be extracted from your bloodline, and abandoned the glory of us as descendants of Sarkaz and Tikkaz. You are so weak."

The eldest uncle remained unmoved.

Ascalon appeared silently in the shadows beside her father, glancing at the Blood Lord with surprise:

"This guy actually dared to grab it with his bare hands? Didn't anyone tell him that W had touched all these spears?"

As he spoke, Ascalon pulled a small, remote-controlled wand from his pocket.

"Hmm... I don't know why, but Bai Ye always calls this thing the Ningning Detonator..." The head of the SWEEP department tilted his head, then decisively pressed the remote control staff in his hand.

"Boom—!"

The spear exploded instantly in the Blood Demon Lord's hand and in front of him. Whether it was an illusion or not, everyone seemed to hear a strange, somewhat grotesque laugh at the moment of the explosion.

("boom—hahaha")

"Well, although that guy is a bit crazy, her bombs are actually quite effective." Ascalon shrugged.

……

The Blood Demon Lord stood frozen in place. The explosion was too sudden; even he was caught off guard. Although as the ruler of an ancient royal court, he wouldn't be killed or seriously injured by a bomb that exploded at point-blank range, he still suffered considerable damage.

High-energy stone explosives, no matter how powerful, are generally unlikely to have much effect on such a powerful enemy, since they can't actually hit him.

However, who knew that this guy would actually dare to hold the bomb in his hand and look at it... and even get so close.

And so, what appeared before everyone was the Blood Demon Lord's profile, blasted to pieces. His once young and handsome face was now marred by horrific wounds.

Any carbon-based life form can be injured by bombs.

The Blood Demon Lord, who was covered in dust and dirt from this thing, changed his expression for the first time.

Yes, he always wore that arrogant expression, filled with disdain for everything around him. What he sought was extreme purity, and... an attempt to reclaim what the Sarkaz originally possessed.

But now, for the first time, anger was visible on his face.

Simply put, it means the defenses have been breached.

How could someone of such high status be harmed by such a base creation?

Chapter Fifty-Nine: How could such an inconvenient thing be?

"..."

The Blood Demon Lord lowered his head silently, his entire face shrouded in shadow. No one could see his expression at that moment.

He reached up and touched his cheek, his fingers instantly stained with bright red blood.

……

"You did a great job."

The Blood Demon Lord raised his head, his face filled with rage. Clearly, these people had humiliated him.

On his chest was a bleeding wound, Ascalon's handiwork. The assassin lurking in the shadows had not found an opportunity to attack until now.

After all, this Blood Demon Lord was always protected by witchcraft, and his body was surrounded by a sea of ​​blood, making him impossible to approach.

However, Ascalon has always been very patient, an essential ability for an assassin. Ironically, this ability, along with her weapon, was taught to her by Theresis. In the past, Ascalon used this ability to serve the Kazdel Military Council.

Now, if she wants to harm the Lord of the Royal Court, she must be more patient and find a good opportunity.

Immediately following this, the previously mentioned incident of the Blood Lord being hit by a bomb occurred. Ascalon pressed a button on his remote-controlled staff, triggering an Originium Arts technique to detonate a high-energy stone explosive. Then, in the instant the Blood Lord was distracted, Ascalon seized the opportunity, using the shadows to appear behind the Lord of the Royal Court, and then pierced his chest with the hidden blade given to him by Theresis.

In the next instant, Ascalon moved away from the Blood Lord's body, twisting her body in mid-air to dodge the blood tentacles that were following her, and casually wielding her hidden blade to slice several blood creations to pieces.

Thus, this series of actions resulted in the blood-drained hole in the Blood Demon Lord's chest.

However, the Blood Demon Lord didn't care at all, because his vitality was too strong. These wounds, which would be fatal to ordinary people, were not so serious to him.