Rhode Island Park Project

"cough--"

"You're anxious."

The blood-covered carpet bulged upwards, and another Blood Demon Lord, identical to the previous one, appeared again in front of the slightly embarrassed Duke of Windermere, his face still showing a lordly and calm demeanor that made people want to punch him hard.

"Windermere of Lyon Carden is certainly my home ground in Lyon Carden, but unfortunately, in this scarlet land that has taken root in your land - it is my home ground."

The Duke of Windermere immediately understood what was said.

She was facing the blood demon, but what was around her now was not the Lien Carden she was familiar with, but alien blood and flesh.

This is a trap that the other party has prepared long ago.

She wanted to convince herself that the other party was just trying to weaken her will with words, but the ability he displayed in this space forced her to face the possibility of the worst case scenario.

"Are you hoping someone will notice you're missing?"

The Duke of Windermere did not respond, and the Blood Demon Lord could only talk to himself.

"Let me guess. It's almost noon now. What will His Excellency the Duke have planned for lunch today?

The new king has arrived at Liencarden, but I believe the Duke already accompanied him yesterday. Is it not necessary for the new king to accompany him at every meal? "

The Duke of Windermere still did not answer. The attacks from all directions had come again, but the Blood Demon Lord remained calm.

"Let's assume that His Excellency the Duke doesn't have to accompany the new King for lunch today. Then, how about I use His Excellency the Duke's communication system to send a message to your daughter?

Ah, it seems difficult to snatch the communication equipment from the Duke, but perhaps we can use the channel in the hands of His Excellency's guards."

The Blood Demon Lord tilted his head slightly, "For example, is this a good place to eat?"

Duke Windermere was swinging his sword, and new anger finally emerged in his sharp eyes.

"you--"

Almost at the same time as the Duke's voice rang out, the blood carpet around him suddenly began to rise with interlaced spikes.

"—!"

A look of regret flashed in the eyes of the Blood Demon Lord.

Heroes are great and shining, but humans always have weaknesses, making dazzling heroes more fragile than anyone can imagine.

A bright light suddenly flashed in the Blood Demon Lord's vision, as bright as the dawn in the space shrouded in blood and darkness.

The Duke of Windermere is imprisoned, and his mature chest is shining from under his clothes.

Sensing a familiar aura, the corners of the Blood Demon Lord's mouth twitched slightly.

And the next moment, almost as he expected, the gathered blood-red thorns stagnated outside the brilliant light. The troubled Duke of Windermere not only took this opportunity to break free, but also swept away the decline and swung his sword at him with even greater momentum than at the beginning.

For the first time, the Blood Demon Lord took the initiative to cast a spell, no longer relying on his home advantage, but instead gathered the sticky blood in front of him into a complex and layered magic array.

The Duke of Windermere, brandishing his sword, broke through the blood tide and flesh forest around him like a hot knife through butter, and fought with the Blood Demon Lord, the real lord who had always been difficult to touch. His momentum even grew stronger as he chopped, and even the Duke of Windermere himself was surprised.

A tarot card automatically floated out from the inside of the Duke of Windermere's lapel, hovering in the air and shedding brilliant light on the fighting Duke, while turning the card over at the same time.

The bishop in a bright red robe stands on the top, with his hands raised high to preach the doctrine to the world, and the believers kneel on the ground devoutly to listen to his teachings.

It is precisely,

pope.

Symbol - assistance.

"Oh!"

When the two were fighting fiercely, a huge roar suddenly rose from one end of the bloody space, and clear sunlight and air poured into the strange space.

"It seems I'm not too late."

Luo Hang, with a smile on his face, stepped onto the blood-red carpet.

To be honest, this was the first time that the Duke of Windermere felt from the bottom of his heart that a certain scumbag who appeared in the sun was a bit handsome.

What's even more impressive is that the sword guards who were almost assumed to have been killed before also rushed into the hall from behind Luo Hang and surrounded the Duke of Windermere to support him.

The fight has been going on here for so long, so of course he hasn't done nothing.

As a reliable man whose main focus was on 'stability', he had no intention of fighting the Blood Demon Lord alone, but instead saved the Duke's sword guard first.

To be able to become the Grand Duke's guard, if he had not stepped into a carefully prepared trap, even the Blood Demon Lord would not be able to ignore it.

The Duke of Windermere was finally able to withdraw from the tense battlefield and come to Luo Hang's side.

The emptiness consumed by the formation and the battle suddenly emerged as the "Pope" in the air dimmed. However, just as she felt weak, Luo Hang beside her naturally put his arm around her waist.

"..."

Glancing at the scumbag beside him who winked at her and smiled, the Duke of Windermere struggled internally.

The overall situation is important.

Look back.

Chapter 485 Inès: Damn!

"In today's situation, you actually dared to leave the Demon King and his palace in person and come thousands of miles away. You are indeed very bold and confident."

A huge gap was blasted open in the blood-colored formation that once sealed the entire space, and the sunlight once again spread to the blood-strewn hall. The misty blood light was like the morning mist, although it was unwilling to evaporate under the temperature of the sunlight.

The Blood Demon Lord, surrounded by sword guards, stood in the last shadow in the center of the hall, his face hidden in the darkness, and only his low voice floated in the hall.

"If these compliments came from a beautiful woman, I would be happy to accept them, but it's really boring to hear you say them now."

Luo Hang put one arm around the Duke of Windermere's waist, but he didn't do any other small movements. He just provided support to the exhausted Duke like a duo.

Well, as long as Dai Finn doesn't see it, it should be considered normal.

"So, do you have anything else to say now?"

Luo Hang looked at the Blood Demon Lord with his head lowered in front of him with a light tone, "I have already wiped out your bloodline, and your witchcraft is also incomplete. The power of Lien Carden is gathering here. This city is now our home ground. Maybe I should return what you said to you."

The sound of sirens could be heard faintly in the city outside the window, while the Blood Demon Lord in front of him was surrounded by sword guards. This scene was almost like a reversal of his experience in Londinium.

As a reunion with old friends, this scene is indeed very pleasant.

"You think you won just like that?"

The Blood Demon Lord raised his head, but half of his face was still shrouded in the shadows that had not yet completely dissipated. "Abandoning the new king and the Duke's beloved daughter, and then dispatching defenses here, do you really think any good will come of this?"

"You bastard."

When the topic was brought up again, the Duke of Windermere was finally able to finish his speech where he had interrupted last time, and his face turned completely cold.

Her waist was also hugged tighter, as if to prevent her from rushing forward rashly.

It was hard to say whether someone was holding such a serious thought. The Duke of Windermere did not care that he and the man beside him were getting closer. He just turned his head and looked at him:

"I hope you won't tell me that you fell for this blood demon's trick."

"I'm not that untrustworthy, am I?"

He shrugged.

……

Windermere Palace.

"Boom boom boom——!"

The ground was like a fountain, spewing a mixture of dirt, floor tiles, and flesh and blood fragments into the sky.

Sonya looked up at the high-tech floating cannon flying through the sky and couldn't help but curse into the communication:

"Do you want to blow through the ground in other people's houses?!"

"Are you just complaining that I stole your enemy, Operator Winter?"

The voice of a certain young lady with an elegant accent came from the communication.

Daphne and the other members of the Glasgow Gang, who were standing on the balcony of the Duke's Mansion with Natalia, were also stunned when they saw the Ursus girl playing with her hair.

If Natalia before relied on drones to carry an entire arsenal, then after strengthening her computing and control capabilities, Natalia, who can control more than 50 drones and floating guns on the entire battlefield by herself, is almost like an aircraft carrier, not to mention the main gun taller than a person standing next to Natalia.

Nearly half of those vampires who looked difficult to deal with were suppressed by Natalia alone. It must be said that the scene was very... shocking.

Razer, who stayed behind, looked at his plain shield, then at Franka's sword, and couldn't help but complain:

“Did we choose the wrong direction?”

"Don't take me with you."

Franka's response was quick, "You've gone from a punching bag to a super punching bag. I think I can still give it a go."

Razer: “…”

……

Luo Hang removed the light curtain from in front of the Duke of Windermere.

The cost he spent on each member of his personal guard was in the billions. The total cost of the entire team was even far more than the cost of his initial level 2 enhancement, and the cost and technical level of the nanohive itself had to be taken into account.

Now on the battlefield over there, there are only three people who are actually fighting: Natalia, Sonya and Dubin, and they haven't yet exerted their full strength.

After his personal guards have become familiar with his own enhancements for a while, it would be hard to say whether he would win or lose if he went up against the entire team.

From this perspective, his personal guards can now truly protect his safety, which is why he needs to ensure the loyalty of this team, and he can continue to invest heavily in upgrading his personal guards in the future.

After seeing the pictures shown by Luo Hang, Duke Windermere no longer cared about his own garden and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when he turned around and looked at the Blood Demon Lord who was still standing in the encirclement, Luo Hang frowned slightly.

Why...it still doesn't feel right?

There was no need to worry about Daphne and Vina anymore. It had been confirmed that only the Blood Demon Lord was here. He had defeated the Blood Demon Lord last time, and this time he had the assistance of the Duke of Windermere and the army that was on its way. No matter how he looked at it—

He achieved a perfect victory, and was able to take advantage of this opportunity to eliminate one of the lords of the royal court of Londinium, thus gaining a greater advantage in the subsequent war. It was simply perfect.

"..."

Isn't this... too perfect?

There's always a sense of... anomaly, like a perfect script written according to standard answers.

At the banquet, he discovered clues that others did not notice through his own premonitions and warning signs, and then followed the clues to find clues. Then, he used the clues he gained to counterattack the opponent and win a big victory. Not only did he gain the title of heroic rescuer of the Duke, but he also gained the support of the entire city.

If he were standing on the stage, he simply couldn't find a more standard plot that suited him, nor a more interesting plot.

The dignified Blood Demon Lord is in such a desperate situation?

Luo Hang's frown deepened.

It was like noticing something was wrong in a dream, and the feeling that something was amiss in the world around me immediately surged over me like a broken mirror.

and,

Until now, the uneasiness in his heart has not subsided at all, but has become more acute.

With a start in his heart, he quickly reached into his clothes, pulled out a tarot card, and turned it over.

"..."

tower.

--destroy--

……

Some room.

A man who had appeared at the banquet with Mr. Goatee was standing with a group of people with a fanatical and weird smile on his face.

"Dedicate yourselves to our Lord, everyone."

Flesh and blood exploded, and the horrific scarlet scene instantly filled the entire room.

As the power of the entire city converged towards the residences of the two dukes, one flesh and blood magic circle after another took shape in the city, emitting strange fluctuations.

In a busy sentry post, alarm lights used to detect large spells lit up one after another.

"Hurry up and get someone to check it out!!"

"Our people are on the way, and it will take time to redeploy them!"

"Then give it to me right now!!"