Chapter 331: Killing the King

Blood of Redemption.

It is said that only a very small number of saints of the Church of Redemption in history have the opportunity to receive the reward of the great god, the Lord of Redemption, and their own blood will be mixed with a part of the blood of the Lord of Redemption.

That is the supreme treasure in the hearts of countless people! In the tens of thousands of years recorded in history, only three saints of the Church of Redemption have obtained the original blood of redemption!

The original blood of redemption is even more coveted than the divine power of the Lord of Redemption!

From now on, their blood will turn into a bright and shining gold, and can even illuminate the surrounding area of ​​100 meters in the dark. All the hosts of the original blood of redemption will be able to possess extremely powerful power in the blink of an eye.

Even if they were originally ordinary people, they can temporarily exert power close to the level of apocalypse until the blood of God is completely consumed.

And when the saints with the blood of redemption leave descendants, their blood power will also be inherited, and among the many descendants, some will be extremely lucky to inherit the "blood of redemption".

However, the concentration of that "blood of redemption" is much lower than the original blood of redemption, and it is impossible to increase the host's power to a very high level in the first place.

But even so, it is still a "blood of God" that is excellent in all aspects! Standing at the top of all blood power!

The old king of Siat stood in the sky, covering the wound on his waist with his hand, and the golden blood flowed down drop by drop, and they continued to emit dazzling golden light.

Those golden bloods flowed on the ground, and instantly caused the ground to tremble, as if the elves under the ground were afraid of it.

Prince Bain risked his life with all his strength and finally injured the old king of Siat.

"You are unfortunate, Baine. The punishment for breaking the oath may not necessarily be death, but luck is not on your side... hehe."

"Isn't it the stupidest way to die under the laws set by the gods you believe in?"

The old king Siat shook his head slowly and said, "They are cowards who have fled this world and betrayed all of us. How can we stick to our past beliefs?"

At this moment, he suddenly widened his eyes!

"How could it be?"

The old king Siat trembled all over, almost seeing the most shocking, unbelievable, and unacceptable scene in his life!

On the ground, stood a heroic duke in a black robe. He was like a legendary man from an epic, wearing a black robe as deep as the night sky, and the hem of the robe swayed gently in the wind, as if carrying the weight and mystery of history.

The face of the Black Iron Duke was firm and majestic, with clear edges and corners, like an ancient sculpture carved by time. There was a firm light flashing in his deep eyes, as if he could see through all the hypocrisy and truth in the world.

He stood there, like a towering mountain, making people involuntarily feel awe, as if he was the most reliable guardian of this land, guarding this ancient and mysterious land with his power and wisdom.

That was the most famous legendary person in Siat, the Duke of Black Iron!

"Impossible, you are definitely dead! Why! Illusion, it must be an illusion!"

The old king of Siat was completely crazy at this moment, every part of his body was trembling, and his eyes were full of horror, confusion and trance.

"Why are you still here? You are obviously dead, I have confirmed it repeatedly! Impossible!"

The appearance of the Duke of Black Iron made the old king of Siat extremely frightened.

There were only a few people he was afraid of from the bottom of his heart, and this old friend who came back from the dead was undoubtedly one of them. All kinds of emotions surged up at once, confusion, pain, confusion, despair, and unbelievable.

Byrne silently controlled the projection summoned from the past.

"It seems that the mental shock is very effective... As expected, the person now is very easy to suffer psychological blows."

Before coming to the capital, he had already fully prepared for the battle. He got a part of the "wreckage" belonging to the Black Iron Duke, which was actually a sword used by the Black Iron Duke when he was alive. Then, Byrne began to arrange the "summoning ancient projection" ceremony in advance on the ship.

Byrne had long thought about what ancient projection he would summon to avoid the crisis if he encountered danger. After thinking about it, he felt that the most suitable projection might be him.

At this moment, he really summoned the projection of the Black Iron Duke!

Byrne took a deep breath and could clearly feel the powerful power of the Black Iron Duke. Of course, he knew that he could not maintain it for long.

But in fact, it didn't need to be maintained for too long.

"Silver Poetry" Afafu's silver long hair fluttered in the wind, and she wanted to attack everyone, but she was quickly stopped by Aldridge who suddenly appeared in front of her.

Aldridge was very calm and had summoned two dragons. While blocking "Silver Poetry", he asked questions.

"Where is your real body, Afafu?"

"Silver Poetry" Afafu silently avoided the crazy breath of the two dragons.

She was just a puppet, and her real body was hidden in a place unknown to everyone, but generally not very far away. Aldridge was thinking about how to find the other party's real body.

The next moment, "Silver Poetry" Afafu suddenly exerted a power that Byrne was very familiar with.

A white giant hand appeared in the sky, like a mountain falling from the sky, grabbing Aldridge and his two dragons with extremely fast speed and unparalleled power.

What?

Byrne was very surprised when he noticed this scene!

"Is she Lingsu?"

"The last person who surrounded and killed the Storm Bishop 'Roaring King' was actually her! Court Mage, 'Silver Poetry' Afafu!"

Byrne was very shocked and speechless for a while.

"Silver Poetry" Afafu of the Quiet Words, that is, "Lingsu" of the Alchemy Council, she has been lurking as a court mage for decades without exposing herself.

When the old king had mental problems, she decisively let the Quiet Words take advantage of the opportunity.

She, or the Quiet Words leader "The Speechless" behind her, is undoubtedly a very terrifying existence!

After confirming that he could not kill "Silver Poetry" in a short time, Chris has turned his target of attack to the crazy old king Siat.

The next moment, under Byrne's "instant transfer", the projection of the Black Iron Duke and Chris came into the air together, and they killed the crazy and confused old King Syart without hesitation.

Angel Cage!

Chris, with an expressionless face, could clearly feel that the enemy in front of him was very powerful, so he had to go all out at the first time.

There could be no hesitation.

So he immediately exerted the powerful power of the "Angel Cage".

Although doing so would exhaust his spiritual power, the situation of this battle was different from the past. Even if he fell, he still had Byrne and Aldridge to support him, so he would not be helpless.

He felt that releasing the "Angel Cage" at the first time was the best decision!

The white polygonal angel cage instantly appeared on the body of the old King Syart, and the powerful extraordinary effect took effect. Even a strong man with the power of the monarch was completely deprived of extraordinary power in a short time.

In the polygonal white cage, the old king still stared at the figure of the Black Iron Duke, as if he had been hit by a huge mental shock, and he never moved.

The projection of the Black Iron Duke also stared at the old friend who had been with him for a hundred years. He said nothing, but countless obsidian feathers burst out from his body.

They were like deadly blades, shooting at the body of the old King Syart.

The golden blood of redemption continued to flow from the old King Syart, and the next moment he would continue to recover himself. The powerful power brought by the "blood of redemption" was comprehensive, and the powerful recovery ability was also one of them.

Even if he was completely unprepared, he could not be killed in a short time.

The old King Syart tried to raise his hand, but he could not move because of the polygonal silver cage around him. At the same time, he found that his extraordinary power had been completely deprived in a short time and could not be used at all.

He was stunned for a moment, and the confusion in his eyes gradually turned into clarity. Looking at the projection of the Black Iron Duke who kept attacking him, his mind kept recalling the various experiences of fighting with that person for a hundred years, and finally found a trace of reason.

"Kill me."

"The Speechless, he manipulated me with special power... I can't hold on..."

"Only you are qualified to end me!"