Chapter 383 32. Poisonous Blood Rushing to the Heart --- Adding More for the Taipal Brothers, the Head of Xinshou Village [6/10]

Chapter 383 32. Poisonous blood rushing to the heart --- add more for the Taipal brothers, the head of Xinshou Village [610]

As the most powerful member of the ancient troll belief, Hakkar the Soul Taker doesn't care about the death of his most loyal priest. It is called the Soul Taker, which means that it has the ability to control the soul, as long as it crushes For these intruders in front of him, Jin Du will always be resurrected again, and then continue to serve them in the infinite reincarnation.

Yes, in the eyes of the fully revived Hakkar, the intruders in front of him are just a group of disgusting ants. Back then, the Gurubashi trolls and those loa paid the price of the collapse of the entire empire in order to expel them. It is a war, but now, it is facing only a few mere mortals.

"Arrogance will lead you to a dead end..."

Haka moved her beautiful six wings. In the bloody storm he set off, it arrogantly raised its sharp black claws, and its voice sounded in the hearts of the blood lords:

"Come, mortals, and taste the wrath of the Soulflayer."

"swish"

As soon as Haka finished speaking, a black shadow flashed across the blood-colored sky, and Tyrion landed on the stone platform behind the Soul Reaper. He flicked the blade in his hand, and drops of scorching blood flowed from the sharp blade of Apocalypse. Up and down, behind him, Haka's huge claws were like cheese cut by a heated knife, very smoothly split into two.

"boom"

The heavy black claw hit the ground, splashing stinky blood. It was only then that Hakka came back to his senses. The powerful spirit snatcher looked down at his completely severed right claw. There is still a lingering doubt in the snake's eyes that are crystal clear like jewels.

Hurt its powerful and robust body so easily? Wait... Could it be that it's still in a dream, and hasn't really been summoned into reality yet?

"No! It shouldn't be like this!"

The severe pain dispelled Haka's doubts the next moment, the wound on the blown off right paw was like a flame burning, and after a while, this pain quickly turned into a kind of numbness.

Apparently, there was something wrong with the blade that cut off its claw!

"This toxin! This is toxin!"

Haka screamed, and a strange smile appeared on Tyrion's cold face. On the blade of the magic blade Apocalypse moon, the dark green mist wrapped around it became more and more dense. It can be called a magic blade. Naturally, It has its special abilities, and soul devouring is just one of them. The magic blade itself, forged by the first Nathrezim, is entangled with a plague that can destroy any living thing.

It's just that the battles in Tyrion in the past always ended soon, and the power of this plague has not been fully exerted.

"Times have changed, sad god!"

"Kill it!"

Tyrion gave an order, his figure was wrapped in a magic blade, and he once again looked at the huge body of the soul taker, and behind him, the blood lords who had been preparing for a long time also roared into the battlefield.

The Mistress of Blood opened her bow, and a scarlet blood arrow appeared strangely on her bowstring, and in the pool of blood, there was still a trace of dark green liquid wrapped in it, and Tyrion swung his sword to block it. The moment Haka struck hard, Alleria let go of her finger, and the whistling blood arrow pierced the air, and with Haka's screaming sound, it precisely pierced into the soul robber's abdomen.

Then a second arrow pierced Hakkar's left arm, and a third pierced his long tail.

After the long arrow made of blood hit the target, it disintegrated quickly, and then, under the control of the blood mistress, it swam back and forth in the huge body of the soul snatcher, destroying Haka's body from the inside.

And after shooting three arrows, Alleria put down her war bow. With a slightly ferocious smile, she clasped her gauntleted left hand into a claw, and pulled it out fiercely. The blood turned into an arrow again, piercing through the body of the soul snatcher from the inside, and flew back to Alleria's hand with a howl.

In less than a moment, the deadly war bow was pulled away again.

Three blood mages, Myra, Seven, and Autumn, stood at the three corners of the altar. Every time they waved their hands, they could throw blood arrows like a storm. The vicious damage like the bone-corroding poison is also very in line with Salein's fighting style. One after another, curses wrapped in dark magic power are cast on the body of the Soul Reaper, making its actions slow, making its The wound becomes more painful.

"You might like this! Big fool!"

Sharp laughter sounded on Haka's shoulders, and the Soul Reaper roared and wanted to throw the vile dwarf vampire off the ground, but Ayla brandished a long whip of thorns, grabbed Haka's head, and jumped up. But at this moment, the dwarf's attack was suddenly suspended, as if the pause button had been pressed.

Ayla's blood-red eyes looked a little confused at this moment, but within a second, this confusion was dispelled by the scolding sound from the soul.

The dwarf who regained his sanity swung his weapon fiercely, and before being concentrated by Haka's venom breath, he stabbed the sharp dagger into Haka's left eye viciously.

"You actually want to control me! Go to hell!"

"boom"

With the dwarf's roar, she was hit head-on by Haka's venomous breath, and the short figure drew a brilliant trajectory in the air, then screamed and smashed into the lake below the altar.

"Aww"

But her counterattack made the Soul Taker feel extreme pain. Its vision became blurred, and it lost its left eye, making it extremely manic. Between the flapping of the wings on the back, the Soul Taker A blood-red gust of wind swirled around him, trying to repel the approaching Tyrion.

"My name is... the Soul Reaper!"

"click"

A sound of broken gemstones came into Tyrion's ears clearly. At the same time, an evil will also hit the soul of the Dark Blade King. It was Hakkar's will. Obviously, it wanted to Control Tyrion the same way you controlled the dwarf just now.

But when Hakkar's will penetrated into Tyrion's soul, what was greeted was a soul counterattack like a sea of ​​raging waves. Tyrion's pure soul was like a war hammer, and it hit In Haka's will, he arbitrarily expelled the thinking of the soul snatcher from his mental power.

The resistance of undead to mind control is more than ten times higher than that of living people. Death undoubtedly strengthens their senses and soul.

But when Tyrion turned his head, he saw a strange power blessing on Haka's body, and the cut wounds recovered quickly under the action of this power. This scene was so weird, but But it couldn't be hidden from Tyrion's eyes.

"Consuming the soul to heal the wound is a cheap way!"

In the vision of the spirit body, the Dark Blade King clearly saw the souls of the trolls who were bound by the power of the Soul Reaper to Haka, and those struggling souls were like bubbles, breaking one after another. The power of the soul was absorbed by Hakar and used to heal injuries.

The stone slab under Tyrion's feet suddenly shattered, and the explosive force pushed his figure high into the sky. The magic sword Apocalypse was swung, and its sharp blade passed the first soul. Under the action of the soul-devouring blade, the giant The demon's soul suddenly shattered, but it was not absorbed by Hakar, but quickly dissipated into the sky.

Second, third, fourth.

"Stop! Stop!"

The speed at which Tyrion smashed souls in the air far exceeded Hakkar's imagination. The Soul Reaper roared, flapped and flew into the sky, like a hunting wind snake, ruthlessly pounced on Tyrion in the sky, The two collided crazily once in the air, and Tyrion's body was smashed to the ground, while Haka lost his only remaining right claw during this collision.

"Aww! Bugs!"

The rage of the Spirit Reaper became more and more insane. This rage that had never been seen in thousands of years drove it to hover in the air. The power from the Wind Serpent God lingered on his bright red body. Those bound souls shattered at the same time, and the huge soul power turned into several shackles, which fell from the sky, pinning the blood lords on the ground to the ground.

The power of the explosion of thousands of souls is powerful. These blood confinements are extremely fast, precise, heavy and impossible to dodge. Even a dwarf who just crawled out of the water with water plants on his head and two piranhas under his feet Even the vampire Ella couldn't escape the confinement. Amidst her screams, her short figure was dragged abruptly onto the platform.

"Your life! Be mine!"

Haka roared, and those bright red power shackles were like a water pump for drawing water, and began to continuously draw the blood representing vitality from the body of the blood lord on the ground.

And the powerful blood of the blood lords made Hakar groan comfortably.

"I am the blood of all blood, the spirit of all spirits!"

Haka, who had regained control of the battlefield, laughed wildly. He looked at those "prisoners" with satisfaction, those blood lords who were tied to the ground immobile by the power it erupted.

In the cage of blood, Alleria turned her head and glanced at Tyrion next to her. The blood in her body was being sucked by the spirit snatcher, and the face of the blood mistress turned pale because of this. She asked in a low voice:

"It's dead, isn't it?"

Tyrion nodded, looking at the mighty Haka in the sky:

"Of course, you'll soon be harvesting your beloved feathers."

"I will tear your bodies apart! Devour your souls!"

Haka flapped its wings and fell back to the ground. Its huge body snaked forward on the platform. It came to Tyrion. He gave up the arrogance when he appeared on the stage, staring at Tyrion in the blood cage, it screamed:

"It starts with you!"

Facing this threat, Tyrion in the cage shrugged. He looked at Haka and asked softly:

"Our blood, is it good to drink?"

"It's delicious, it contains great power, pure blood, I haven't tasted such delicious food for thousands of years..."

Haka subconsciously described the power of the blood of the blood lords, but halfway through, it saw the sarcasm on Tyrion's face. In the surge of the blood of the blood lords, the blood from different individuals began to fuse together, together with the different toxins flowing in the blood.

The originally non-lethal toxins became extremely crazy after being mixed. When Haka sensed that something was wrong, the strength in his body had already begun to fade rapidly, as if... as if it had been broken. A balloon opened with a big mouth, and huge power is flowing out of the hole rapidly.

The corrosive toxin began to corrode Hakar's robust body from the inside, it screamed and wanted to spit out the poisonous blood, but it was too late.

"boom"

Under Tyrion's heavy punch, the bloody prison was divided into pieces of blood-colored light feathers, and disappeared on the platform. The King of Dark Blades walked in front of Haka the Soul Taker, who was limp on the ground. The boot stomped on Haka's neck, and raised the heavy blade high up.

"Bwonsamdi sends you hello... Spirit Reaper, now, it's time to...give our blood back!"

"hum"

The icy magic blade roared and slashed down. In the direct gaze of the only remaining right eye of the Soul Reaper, it not only saw Tyrion, but also vaguely saw the cunning giant floating in the shadow behind Tyrion. Demon Death.

And Bwonsamdi, who was suspended in the darkness, waved his hand towards Haka, who was full of hatred. Under his bony mask, the troll's God of Death let out a mocking laugh:

"I searched for thousands of years before I found this knight who has the power to crush your evil soul... With some trivial knowledge, I made a perfect deal with him. Now, your believer is mine, your power. ..it's mine too."

"Oh, by the way, before you die, do you want to know... who told Jindu the location of the ancient egg, who taught him the spell to summon souls, and who drove the Crazy Hakkari, bring the ashes of your soul back to Zul'Gurub?"

Bwonsamdi let out a piercing laugh. He looked at the soul of Hakkar who was completely chopped up in the buzzing of the Demon Blade Apocalypse. Under the mask, a sarcasm flashed in his eyes:

"Shadra, Rezan, and Akunda, they hate you as much as I do. Look, everything from birth to death has been clearly arranged for you. What a pity."

"In short, farewell, loathsome Haka."