Chapter 314 Flame Clone

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The trophies on the top bosses of the three dark councils were so rich that even he, the Pope of Light, coveted them. Apart from anything else, even the bodies of the two vampires and a werewolf were extremely valuable. As an S-level legendary being, part of the power of law has been integrated into his body, and he is full of majestic life force. Every claw and every piece of leather on the body is top-notch refining material. Flesh, flesh and life crystals can also be used to refine and synthesize various medicines.

Prince Richard is even more valuable. The value of one alone is worth four or five ordinary S-classes.

However, Pope Guangming then thought about it, you Cao Jinglue is very powerful. But if you want to challenge Duke Morta and Wood alone, and also want to keep them all, I'm afraid it's still a little short of the mark, right? Haha, Cao Jinglue, Cao Jinglue, when you find that you can't handle it alone, you will definitely ask me for help. At that time, I can intervene in the battle openly and share the spoils.

After figuring this out, the Pope of Light stood up, folding his hands and preparing to watch the show. As long as Cao Jinglue cannot control the field, he will immediately kill the enemy. By the way, he also took a moment to condense a ray of white light and give Holy Angel Roland a sacred blessing.

With the Pope's blessing, Roland, who was originally only able to compete with the fallen angel Deborah, instantly saw a significant improvement in all aspects of his physical fitness, and his morale immediately increased greatly, surpassing Deborah. He even fought against Deborah desperately, exchanging injuries for injuries.

This is the advantage of Holy Angel. It can temporarily increase combat effectiveness and endurance by receiving divine blessings. Even if it is injured, it can be quickly recovered by divine treatment. The fallen angels are different. They betrayed the light and also lost the blessing of the divine power of light.

Be it a divine blessing or a healing spell. Instead of bringing help to the fallen angels, it will burn and purify their bodies and souls.

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"Wood! Go ahead and I'll throw a prison scroll." Facing the menacing Flame Lord, Duke Morta's voice reached the ears of Dark Judge Wood, vicious and full of murderous intent, "Try to trap him for ten seconds." Seconds, we have a chance to escape."

Wood, who transformed into a giant werewolf, fixed his ferocious eyes and agreed to Morta's proposal in an instant. In his understanding, Morta had a confinement scroll handed down from his ancestors, which could indeed trap Yan Zun for a short while, but it would only take a certain amount of time to prepare.

"Ouch!" With his life at stake, Werewolf Wood roared and swooped forward nimbly. The huge sharp claws slapped Cao Dapao fiercely. After transforming into a giant werewolf, Wood's bloodline power filled him with violent power.

The sharp claws tore through the air, and even the space was faintly shattered.

Even a heavily armored tank will be shattered by his claws.

"Haha, it's interesting." Cao Dapao Feng Danyun smiled softly, and punched him while the fire was burning.

"boom!"

Under the huge impact, the giant werewolf, which was three to four meters high, was knocked back. However, the giant werewolf with extremely tenacious vitality was only slightly damaged in the hit just now. Next, as long as he desperately clings to Yan Zun for ten seconds, he can buy Morta some time to cast the scroll.

Wood screamed fiercely, and wrapped around Cao Dapao like a desperate man. He didn't forget to yell, "Morta, please speed up."

Morta took out a blood-colored scroll and began to chant. The blood-colored energy continued to linger around him and was injected into the scroll. A few seconds later, a sneer flashed across his lips when he saw Werewolf Wood becoming more and more desperate.

The blood-colored scroll burst out with blood-like light, turning into streaks of blood mist energy, which was injected into Morta's body. With the blessing of blood-colored energy, Duke Morta's body and wings expanded by one-third, filling him with a powerful sense of power.

In an instant, the aura revealed by Morta was no less than that of Prince Richard.

"You are not a prisoner..." Werewolf Wood was knocked back with a punch, blood dripping from his huge canine teeth, and he stared at Morta in horror and anger, "You are a Holy Blood Burning Scroll."

Although the Holy Blood Burning Scroll is not a prison scroll, it is still very rare and valuable. Using the power in the Holy Blood Scroll to bless oneself in a short period of time can allow the person being blessed to burst out with more powerful power in a short period of time. This is somewhat similar to the Holy Blessing of the Holy See of Light, but it is obviously more powerful than the Holy Blessing.

As soon as Duke Morta finished using the Holy Blood Burning Scroll, he twisted his hips and left without saying a word. His huge black wings flashed and tore through the space. The next moment, he had moved through the gap in space and moved to the protective wall of the Blood Cage. His sharp claws were burning with bloody flames and continuously bombarded the protective wall of the Blood Cage.

His intentions and plans are already very obvious. If he uses the imprisonment scroll to trap Yan Zun for ten seconds, it will indeed create an opportunity for him and Wood to escape together. But the question is, what happens after ten seconds? What if Yan Zun is dissatisfied with him because he released the confinement scroll and follows him closely?

In ten seconds, with the damn blood cage blocking him, the chance of him escaping alive was less than half. But using the Holy Blood Burning Scroll is different. He can gain powerful power in a short period of time, and he is not afraid even if he faces Flame Lord.

All he had to do was break the blood prison with all his might and escape as quickly as possible. This area is the habitat of Duke Morta, and there are many hidden refuges. If Yan Zun really dared to pursue him relentlessly, he might even find an opportunity to kill Yan Zun with the help of some defenses in the refuge.

However, Duke Morta believes that as long as Yan Zun's brain is not broken, he will not pursue him. There was obviously a werewolf head of the same level that could be harvested for him, so why would he do such a thankless job and instead give up on hunting werewolves?

It can be said that Duke Morta calculated very carefully and took many factors into account. He minimized his adverse impact and even prepared for the worst.

"Morta, you bastard, you traitor, you are despicable and shameless." Werewolf Wood roared up to the sky, then turned around and ran away. The huge werewolf body moved extremely quickly, rushing toward the wall of the Blood Cage with lightning speed.

He knew that if he fought Yan Zun alone, he would be killed sooner or later. Rather than doing this, it is better to run away once. I secretly prayed in my heart that Master Yanzun is a hero who can't stand despicable people, and I hope he can hunt down Duke Morta. Although he knew that the chance of this was not high, it was still better than giving someone his head directly.

"Dark creatures are dark creatures, selfish and despicable." The Pope of Light looked at all this and sneered mockingly, "Yan Zun, do you still want me to intervene?" If he intervenes, he will naturally have the opportunity to kill the two. They all stayed, but now they only have a chance.

"Haha, that's interesting." Cao Dapao, whose whole body was burning with flames, laughed. In fact, he did not expect that Duke Morta would do such a treacherous thing. It's a pity, it's a pity. If you want to kill everyone in this situation, you have to reveal your true strength.

"boom!"

The flames on Cao Dapao burned like the sun, lighting up the entire night sky. Then, he pointed two fingers, and two flame clones came out from the flames on his body. They have arms and legs, but their bodies are all made of flames. The appearance made of flames is somewhat similar to Cao Dapao.

"Go and get them all back to me." Cao Da's gunner pointed.

His two flame clones suddenly pounced in different directions. They were extremely fast and pulled up long flame tails.

"Fire clone?" The Pope of Light looked puzzled. Of course he had seen Flame Lord's flame clone before. At most, he can display three flame clones. But the strength of each flame clone is slightly worse than S-class.

And every time a flame clone is created, Yan Zun's own combat effectiveness will drop a lot. If three flame clones appeared together, his personal combat effectiveness would probably be reduced to about the same as the flame clones.

It looks like a summoning spell, but it is fundamentally different from a summoning spell. It's like he split his power into four...

This kind of combat skill cannot be said to be useless. Casting flame clones on the battlefield can prevent some weak people from escaping. Or if the four of them are together, they can clear the area much faster than one person. But in a duel, it is very uneconomical to use this kind of flame clone. Dispersed strength cannot be as powerful as concentrated strength.

Yan Zun's flame clone is not weak, and the two combined can be slightly better than the ordinary S-class first line. But if a single flame clone wants to deal with Morta or Wood, it is obviously very powerful.

The Pope of Light knew it, and apparently everyone else knew it, too.

Werewolf Wood was the first to be caught up by the flame clone. He roared and struck out with his sharp claws: "Yan Zun, you want to leave Wood behind with just a flame clone. It's too arrogant. Break it!"

"boom!"

The two collided with each other, and the hair on Wolf Wood's body was ignited, and then he flew backwards, bleeding profusely from his mouth.

Almost at the same time, Duke Morta faced off with another flame clone, and they all used their moves together. However, something strange happened. The flame clone only retreated three or four meters like Duke Morta. The strength of both sides is evenly matched!

"What!? How is it possible?" The Pope of Light, who had been thinking about the pity before, was so horrified that his eyes almost popped out of his head. The strength of a mere flame clone could actually blow away the werewolf Wood, or be on par with Duke Morta .

His heart was filled with shock like a turbulent wave. Does this mean that the strength of each of his flame clones is already on par with an S+ level powerhouse?

Could it be that...that bastard Cao Jinglue has...? The Pope of Light stared at Cao Dapao in horror and inexplicable horror, and took a breath of air.

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