People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 727 The Dying Person

The Blood Demon Lord walks gracefully among the thunder.

His dress uniform was stained with blood from the previous World War, his own and that of the Victorians.

"I have captured the scent of blood." The Blood Demon Lord moved forward with a clear goal. "Shaper, you have once again let the enemy go and failed to cut off her head."

A team appeared in the sight of the Blood Demon Lord.

Under the guidance of Logos and Amiya, this group of Victorians tried their best to use Originium skills to build a defensive barrier and resist the power of Thunder.

When the Blood Demon Lord appeared, everyone's face changed.

Windermere used his saber to prop up his weak body and was about to stand in front of everyone, but Kal'tsit held his shoulders.

"Your body can no longer fight. If you keep trying, you won't survive this war."

After hearing Kelsey's warning, Windermere remained unmoved:

"We can't escape. The Lord of the Sarkaz Court coming here at this moment will not give us any room for respite."

"Now is not the time. You will only be a liability in the battle."

The doctor also advised: "Face the reality and get used to it slowly like I did."

As he spoke, the doctor shrank behind Kal'tsit, trying his best to reduce his presence.

Kal'tsit glanced at the Doctor and said nothing.

She vaguely noticed that the doctor had not issued any orders since returning to the battlefield, and he was slacking off the whole time as if he was waiting for something.

But Kal'tsit couldn't figure out what the Doctor was waiting for.

During the time of reunion, through communication, Kal'tsit also knew that the only Qi Yan who could save the situation at the moment was the one who was personally commanded by the Doctor to leave.

Thinking of this, Kal'tsit couldn't help but frowned.

"Ok?"

The Doctor noticed Kal'tsit's gaze and raised his hand to touch his mask: "Is there something on my face?"

Kal'tsit: "...We need your advice now."

"My advice is that ordinary people should disperse as soon as possible. This time, the Blood Demon Lord is serious."

The doctor's remarks were obviously irresponsible, causing Kal'tsit to frown even more.

At this time, Mud Rock came up and said to everyone:

"I will go and contain the Blood Demon Lord, and everyone else will take this opportunity to evacuate."

"We're coming too."

Logos and Amiya walked over to Mudstone.

In this case, the threat of natural disasters is obviously no match for a Lord of the Royal Court with murderous intent.

"Unfortunately, they can't leave for now."

The voice of the Blood Demon Lord came down from the sky.

He controlled his blood and lifted himself up between the thunder, as if announcing the coming of judgment.

Logos waved the bone pen and said solemnly:

"I write this: blood cannot overcome death."

Golden runes were arranged in the void, drawing a line that separated the master of the Blood Court from everyone else.

The Blood Demon Lord had a calm expression and slowly extended his finger:

"Young banshee, the banshee symbolizing death, what is your identity and position as you stand here?"

"I speak here, and this is the court of the death knell."

"With these alien races?"

"With my companions."

Logos walked slowly forward and came to the front of the team. Mudstone and Amiya followed him to face the enemy in front of them.

The Blood Demon Lord glanced at the three people with his one eye and said softly:

"I, the master of the Bloody Court, accept your challenge."

"Sorry, you are the challenger."

Logos looked serious, and waved his hand to control the runes to form chains to pierce the Blood Demon Lord.

The fierce attack was easily dispersed by the Blood Demon Lord, but it was followed by Amiya's black spell. The ground shook, and huge rock arms pierced the earth and grabbed the Blood Demon Lord.

"The fun is over."

The Blood Demon Lord remained calm when facing the combined forces of three people.

He came this time with the determination to accomplish something, and he did not have the playful mentality as before.

The blood is boiling.

The red mist had filled the entire battlefield at some point, the dark clouds in the sky turned into scarlet blood clouds, and the winding thunder was stained with blood.

This is the world of the Blood King's Court.

And the master of the Blood Court brought down an irresistible will of judgment.

Screams rang out on the battlefield along with death and rebirth.

Those Victorian soldiers had no ability to resist. The blood in their bodies burst out, devouring their lives and turning into nutrients to nourish their blood offspring.

A large number of strange and hideous blood worms were born on this battlefield.

Mudstone's face darkened and he waved his hand, wanting to use that inexplicable power to stop the Blood Demon Lord's massacre.

But the moment she opened her mouth, an unprecedented sense of crisis enveloped her heart.

"careful!"

Amiya's whisper and spell arrived at the same time, defeating the blood spear thrown by the Blood Demon Lord.

But the moment the blood spear collapsed, it turned into a large number of worms again and surrounded the mudstone.

Mudstone immediately put up a magic barrier to resist these worms, but the opponent's attacks were so dense that the barrier was eaten up in the blink of an eye.

Even though Amiya tried her best to use magic to help Mudstone share the pressure, she was unable to clear out these endless and resurrected blood worms in a short period of time.

The Blood Demon Lord, who controlled the blood to lift himself up in the air, had a cold expression on his face. In the blink of an eye, he suppressed the enemy's most troublesome tactic.

He admired this younger generation of the Sarkaz, and was also wary of the aura of Qi Yan on Mudstone, but that didn't mean he would be helpless when he was truly determined.

The one standing in front of Amiya and the other two at this moment was an ancient being who had been in power for a thousand years, an arrogant man who had once killed the Blood Demon King, and a legendary Sarkaz who could resist thousands of troops alone.

A living legend.

The scarlet between heaven and earth became more and more glaring.

The Blood Demon Lord waved his hand to summon the drop of Tikaz's blood, and then swallowed this drop of the purest blood into his mouth.

His aura began to surge, causing Logos, who was facing him, to change his expression drastically. He had to condense runes to resist the pressure from his aura.

In the crowd, Kal'tsit ordered M3 to drive back the blood worms that were rushing towards her, and she noticed out of the corner of her eye that a figure beside her was trembling slightly.

"Kulushiel, you evacuate first!"

Kal'tsit was aware of the pressure that Kal'tsit was under at the moment.

Unlike others, as a blood demon, Klothir could not escape the throbbing of her blood when facing her king.

Klushier clenched her fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white from the force.

Her face, which was already fairer than that of ordinary people, now looked even paler, but there was no fear in her dark red eyes, only pain and sorrow.

“Kel’tsit, the Grand Lord…he came here with the determination to die.” Kol’shil said painfully, “I will not leave. I will wait here for the result.”

Kal'tsit's pupils shrank slightly, and she looked in disbelief at the figure in the sky who was suppressing the three Logos members by himself.

"Everyone, give up all resistance and evacuate here immediately!"

Vina's roar echoed in Kal'tsit's ears: "This is not a battle we can participate in. Staying here will only be a burden. Disperse and search for the warships and heavy weapons lost on the battlefield!"

Waves carrying a large number of corpses and blood worms raged in Kal'tsit's sight, slamming into Logos and dragging the young banshee into a world of blood.

The master of the Blood Court descended, and clenched his blood-stained hands towards Windermere in the crowd.

Waves of blood surged in from all directions.

The shadow of death looms over Windermere.