Rhode Island Park Project

If the Blood Demon Lord was defeated, the outcome would naturally be decided, but if the result was not achieved before the waves and spells behind them arrived, both of them would probably be submerged by the surging waves.

This time was of course very short, perhaps even only one round, and the Blood Demon Lord looked at Luo Hang, who had no hesitation and was covered in scars, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were completely ignited.

“Stop looking down on people!!!”

He did lose in his last sword fight, but this time it was just one round, and this man was so confident!

The Blood Demon Lord stabbed out with his sword using all his life's knowledge, but he saw that before his sword reached Luo Hang, blood was already gushing out of the corner of his mouth.

However, even so, the corners of Luo Hang's mouth were still slightly grinning and curled upwards.

He turned over the tarot card in his hand that symbolized victory, and another picture that had appeared many times suddenly appeared in front of the Blood Demon Lord.

Knight, white horse.

The chariot carries Death, and Death—

It symbolizes the 'end'.

"This card... let you see it too!"

Chapter 4: The Cat Team Performs a Great Service (k)

Luo Hang did not have a sword in his hand. The only thing that corresponded to the glow of the noble rapier in the hands of the Blood Demon Lord, which was wielded with all his skill, was the strange glow flowing on the tarot cards.

But it is worth mentioning that

Fighting Luo Hang with her sword and bare hands, Tallulah had a lot to say about this experience, including a certain immortal black snake.

The sharp corner of the tarot card touched the side angle of the rapier's tip, and a strange vibration spread out in an instant. The tip of the rapier shifted its angle, but strangely, it was unable to leave the sharp corner of the tarot card.

In the brief confrontation, all the Blood Demon Lord could do was open his eyes wide.

The sword, infused with all its skills and the conviction that it could never be defeated by a single blow, was clearly heading towards an irreversible trajectory.

After all, the Blood Demon Lord's main force is his spells and methods. His sword skills have been accumulated over thousands of years, but they are only the accumulation of time.

If it was against ordinary people, it would be enough to defeat some people who were worthy of being called masters in their short lives, but Luo Hang...

Before officially starting the psychic enhancement—

He had made it through from the previous era entirely through his skills!!

There was no way. In order to make way for psychic enhancement, he had no energy available before!

The so-called beliefs and skills of the Blood Demon Lord were meaningless in his eyes.

"ended."

'Victory' carries 'end'. With blood constantly flowing from the corners of Luo Hang's mouth, the two tightly closed tarot cards in his hand quickly flew towards the throat of the Blood Demon Lord.

Ordinary injuries are certainly not enough to cause truly fatal damage to the blood demon that has already gone beyond the human realm, but what is coming at this moment,

But it is the 'God of Death'.

What Luo Hang lacked from the beginning to the end was only a weapon that could truly hurt or even kill these inhuman beings.

Even though the energy he possessed was still weak, he could kill an elephant with a needle.

Blood splattered.

Luo Hang and the Blood Demon Lord both widened their eyes slightly.

"Ho."

Another figure that shouldn't have appeared stood in front of the Blood Demon Lord, with blood gushing from his neck, but a strange look of intoxication appeared on his face.

"Uh uh, this is... the taste of the end."

"Shaper."

Luo Hang looked at the green-haired man whose vitality was rapidly fading away, and he seemed to be high, and his teeth were almost broken.

No wonder the Blood Demon Lord was badly defeated by him last time. Not only did he dare to cause trouble for him this time, but the prophecy still said he was the god of death.

It turns out it's you, the slime monster, again! !

"Your Mightiness!"

Manfred, who was on the rooftop of the building, also looked at the shapeshifter who swayed beside him and shouted in worry.

"This is the end... This is fate... It is as it should be."

The green-haired shapeshifter, identical to the figure on the battlefield, muttered feverishly.

Life was fading from the shapeshifter's body, but he did not fall down after all.

"It's gone already? What a pity..."

Manfred looked at the shapeshifter with a look of regret, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Are you having suicidal tendencies?

If I continue, I'll die, right? Even a large group of shapeshifters would die if their life essence were lost, right?

However, Luo Hang on the battlefield no longer had the time to care about these things.

His current psychic power level was not high to begin with, so he might be able to severely injure a Blood Demon Lord who had been injured not long ago. However, facing a Transformer who was in good condition and whose life span was unknown, it was impossible for him to cause too much damage.

And what’s even worse is—

"Boom boom boom——"

After one round of confrontation, the wave following closely behind Luo Hang was already approaching.

No one cared about the transformer's clone who fell to the ground with a strange look of intoxication on his face. Luo Hang and the Blood Demon Lord quickly prepared for defense.

It is true that these waves and spells from the sea of ​​blood were created by the Blood Demon Lord himself, but punching yourself does not mean there will be no damage!

He was indeed somewhat immune to blood-related spells, but to deal with Luo Hang, the most terrifying wave... that was the purest physical attack!!

A series of spells used to restrict movement arrived first, followed by a vast shadow of a sea of ​​blood that covered the sky and quickly spread to the ground. The sea of ​​blood carrying terrifying kinetic energy began to collapse towards the ground.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom -"

The buildings still standing in the sea of ​​blood collapsed like building blocks, and the entire steel-cast land of the huge mobile city was shaking visibly under the impact.

A scene like a natural disaster appeared in the center of the huge city. Both the Sarkaz and the residents who still stayed in various parts of the city were attracted by the huge movement and cast their eyes in the same direction.

But for Luo Hang, who was under the waves, this was not just a simple matter of providing a view.

The Fool card in his hand, symbolizing 'travel', emitted a flickering light, and he ran forward for his life, coughing up blood as he ran, squeezing out his spiritual energy and physical strength to the maximum.

The combination of the two cards just now had already exceeded his limits as a beginner, and placed a huge burden on his body and psychic energy. Now he had to run away from the finishing move that the Blood Demon Lord had been charging for so long. He finally experienced the state of his body being squeezed to the limit for the first time in a long time.

But even so, his use of Tarot cards had become intermittent under the impact of huge waves, with surging waves constantly hitting him.

"Damn it, that damn slime monster!!"

Luo Hang, who was running away while spitting blood and gritting his teeth, still couldn't help but curse.

If it weren't for that guy who only knew the answer to the answer, and if he hadn't sent the God of Death to the Blood Demon Lord, this disaster... well, it might still be unavoidable.

But at least he could temporarily solve a major enemy, so he was still very angry!

"Pfft."

Luo Hang, who was running on the road, was splashed in the face by the waves of a sea of ​​blood.

The passage maintained by The Fool became increasingly fragmented, yet the end of the road was nowhere in sight.

"This sea of ​​blood shouldn't be any harder to swim in than seawater, right?"

He laughed at himself and was ready to put away the 'Fool' card that was no longer sustainable, trying to conserve his strength for the next attack.

But this time,

"Boom boom boom boom!!"

Suddenly, several tall columns of water rose up from the sea of ​​blood. Before the blood-colored waves settled, even higher streams of clear water immediately followed from below the sea of ​​blood, or rather from the underground sewers of the city, spraying into the sky.

The surging sea of ​​blood actually created a clear area in the underground water supply pipes of the huge city of Londinium in a short period of time. Above the clear water that had lost its blood color and waves, a figure flew quickly from the air towards Luo Hang who was in the middle of the waves.

"Doctor! Master!!"

Mandela, standing on the suspended stone platform, swooped down from the sky while shouting with an anxious look as if she was about to cry.

Clear water columns with surging waves rose everywhere in the sea of ​​blood, splashing water foam flying under the blue sky and sunshine, and a gorgeous rainbow slowly emerged from the sky.

His kitten rushed towards him between the fountain-like water columns and under the rainbow, almost crashing into his arms. Its petite body burst out with amazing strength, and it actually carried him directly into the sky with a big turn in the closing waves.

“Boom—”

The waves that were converging into one splashed into the sky, leaving a few more wet marks on his shoes. Gusts of fresh breeze blew across the stone platform from the vast sky.

He hugged the girl who was holding his clothes tightly in his arms, and finally laughed helplessly and happily.

"Ha, it seems I'm not alone either."

It seems quite reasonable that a drowning owner is rescued by his pet.

If it was a dog instead of a cat, it might make more sense, but it's better not to say that now.

"Hey, you two, don't forget this side~"

As if responding to Luo Hang's thoughts, W's cheerful voice suddenly came from the communicator on Mandela's waist.

A dog that was perfunctorily sent aside with the words "go wherever it's cool" before its owner went out finally loyally returned to its owner. It's really admirable.

"To break through the layers of steel in this city, that kitten over there can't do it~"

So the roar before was actually Ms. W’s explosion, which eventually caused the eruption of the city’s underground water supply system.

"How could you come up with such an idea and know so much about the water supply system in this area?"

It’s not that easy to be fooled, Luo Hang asked back with interest.

"That's all thanks to this team! I'm no longer a little girl who can only hide in the back and watch others fight."

Miss Heidi's cheerful voice was also heard.

"Ok."

He really didn't expect that the girls who had originally only hoped to protect themselves would actually play a role and perform in a commendable manner at the critical moment.

Having been used to fighting alone for too long, perhaps he really should get used to the feeling of having other people supporting him.

"ha,"

He couldn't help but laugh again, "It seems my 'careful teaching' of you wasn't in vain, ahem."

"Don't brag about yourself just yet. The self-rescue army is heading this way, but we'll probably have to hold out until they arrive. Can you still move on?"

"I was actually looked down upon."

He raised the corner of his mouth and just as he raised his hand, the other arm had already wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Mandela in his arms looked up at him with a fierce look on her face, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Master is under my protection now!"

Luo Hang was speechless for a moment, then couldn't help laughing.

"You're worthy of being my cat."

He reached out and gently grasped Mandela's hand, which was tightly gripping the staff, with a divine light flashing in his eyes.

"Rock burst, rise 1.7 meters, 8 points of output."

Mandela held the staff in both hands tightly and pointed it at the sea of ​​blood below.

Although she didn't understand the meaning of Luo Hang's sudden request, Mandela didn't hesitate at all. A sphere made up of building debris quickly formed in the sea of ​​blood, and then exploded with a loud bang.

Almost the next moment, a blood-colored spell seemed to be trying to take shape among the flying debris. However, the complete spell was not yet completed and was shattered by a group of building debris at the most vulnerable moment.

"Rock ridge, 24° west by north, 7 meters through."

"Rock Thorn..."

"Meteorite..."

Steady commands sounded one after another, and Mandela, who was standing in Luo Hang's arms and being controlled, became more and more excited.

Mandela is indeed very talented and strong, but she is still too young.