Chapter 1504: Angel of Vengeance

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"Clang!"

The sound of armor falling to the ground.

The three dark elf generals under Wang Yan, Kamu, Elsa, and Enzo, took off their heavy armor and revealed their true faces.

The darkest and most evil dark demonic energy lingered around them. The strong hatred and anger made their eyes bloodshot and red, like crazy beasts, with only the strong killing intent that filled their hearts.

"Ka, Kamu!"

The dark elf traitors, Occam and Delis, were immediately shocked, as if they had seen a ghost, their eyes widened and trembling in their eye sockets.

"You, you...are not dead?!!"

They were scared. Occam and Delis were really scared. The coldness spread from the depths of their bones to every corner of their bodies almost instantly.

As the saying goes, the most guilty are the most guilty. They did something that the whole clan could not tolerate. They were traitors, harmed Princess Irene, harmed General Camus, and wiped out the Camus branch of the Dark Blade Legion.

At this time, the person they feared the most, Shadow Thorn Camus, was standing in front of them, and stood in front of them unscathed.

Such a horrifying scene was like the most terrible nightmare, deeply impacting their hearts.

"Humph, bitch! Are you disappointed that we are not dead?"

The dark elf Elsa's eyes were as cold as ice, staring at Delis in front of her. The thick dark energy like fog began to slowly surge around her body, slowly attached to the longbow in her hand.

Although this was just an ordinary purgatory steel bow, under the infiltration of her pure dark energy, the bow body emitted a cold dark light, as if it could even shoot through steel and iron bones.

"Occam, I always thought you were my brother, but I didn't expect you to be so mean!"

Beside Elsa, the dark elf Enzo stretched out his hand and slowly brushed the long sword in his hand. The cold momentum and rich dark energy, like a layer of frost, quickly covered the sword in his hand and the ground under his feet.

Across from the two, the traitors Occam and Delis were tense, as if every cell in their bodies was in a state of trembling.

And the shadow thorn Camus, who frightened the two the most, was silent and didn't say a word. He just stared coldly at the bloody hand lord beside the two, with a gloomy and cold breath, like a death god holding a sickle, following them like a shadow, making it impossible to break free.

Although Camus ignored them at this time, this silent terror made the two of them almost stagnate.

"Camus, you are not dead? You, you have been crippled by this lord, why are you intact now?"

The Blood Hand Lord Watley, who was stared at by Camus, felt as if he was facing a great enemy, his heart was beating wildly, and cold sweat was overflowing.

He was horrified to find that Camus in front of him not only had no injuries, but his strength did not decrease but increased. This was simply too terrifying and unbelievable!

"Yes, it's you! It must be you! Who are you?"

The Blood Hand Watley was a great lord after all. At this moment, he was not panicked at all. His eyes were fixed on Wang Yan behind Camus, and he scolded, "You and I have no grudges, why do you want to go against this lord? Besides, you are a dignified Purgatory Demon, why do you want to help these lowly slaves?!"

"I still say that, it's none of your business?"

Wang Yan glanced at the Blood Hand Lord speechlessly, and then moved his fingers, "Do it!"

With a "clatter", all the men behind Wang Yan showed their knives.

"You're looking for death!" Lord Vatlai of Blood Hand gnashed his teeth in anger, and immediately kicked hard, his fat body immediately flew into the air, aiming directly at Wang Yan behind Camus.

He understood the root cause of all this, that was the unknown demon youth behind Camus! And he could feel that the mirror in the hands of the demon youth was very unusual, and the barrier he built was invisible and colorless, and it could actually shield his entire castle, making it impossible for him to even call his troops.

However, although he was shocked, he was not afraid.

After all, he was a great lord who crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and he had killed countless lives. Although the demon youth in front of him was full of courage, he was only a legendary lord. He was confident that with his legendary peak strength and means, he could completely get rid of the other party first.

As long as he could kill this Purgatory Demon Youth, the team besieging him would become a piece of loose sand. When the barrier was dispersed, his army would be unstoppable, and these rebels would die without a burial place!

No, it would be too easy for these traitors to die. How dare these traitors defy him, the Blood Hand Lord, so much so that he would torture them until they regret coming into this world!

"What a noise."

Facing the murderous Blood Hand Lord, Wang Yan was calm and unmoved. Because there was no need for him to take action at the moment, there would naturally be someone to deal with this great lord whose good days were coming to an end.

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Camus, who had long been unable to hold back, jumped up angrily. He was like a hurricane, rushing straight at the oncoming Blood Hand Lord Watley.

A strong wind sounded in the air, and the dense dark energy around Camus suddenly burst out, and a terrifying and violent aura began to soar all the way at this moment.

The thick magic fog was spreading, and Camus, who came out of the fog again, had completely changed into another look!

"Fu, the Angel of Vengeance?!"

The Blood Hand Lord's eyes widened, and seeing that the situation was not good, he was frightened and quickly stopped his momentum and retreated backwards one after another.

That's right, the move that Camus is performing right now is his desperate taboo, the Angel of Vengeance!

This desperate move comes from the terrifying and powerful fallen demon god Samael.

When the dark elves accepted the transformation of the demon god Samael, some of them were outstanding people who could fully stimulate their blood power with their outstanding talents, so that in a short period of time, they could obtain powerful combat power comparable to the fallen archangels!

However, this is a way of fighting that burns blood, which consumes a lot of oneself. If you are healthy and have plenty of strength, it's okay. If you are seriously injured and have no strength, and still use this move, then the caster can't bear this load at all.

Therefore, once a dark elf uses this move, there is only one ending, and it will never end!

"Camus! Do you think that you can die with this move with this lord? Haha, dreaming!"

The bloody lord Watley still remained rampant on the surface, but his heart was beating like a drum.

He has been dealing with the shadow thorn Camus for many years, and naturally knows this desperate move very well. He finally made it to the position of great lord, but unfortunately his fate was very short. Only a fool would want to die with this Camus.

"Die together? Humph, you don't deserve it."

Camus' silver pupils turned blood red, and his whole body was full of strength. Under his gray skin, the blood vessels filled with dark energy began to swell and bulge. His hideous and terrifying appearance was like black earthworms crawling all over his body.

Suddenly!

With his cold shout, his hideous appearance changed again!

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