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"Bang!"

The sound of armor falling to the ground.

The three dark elf generals under Wang Yan, Camus, Elsa, and Enzochichi 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 bloody and red, like wild beasts falling into madness, leaving only the strong murderous intent that was as strong as the essence, filled their hearts.

"Ca, Camus!"

The Dark Elf Traitor, Occam and Delis were suddenly shaking, as if they were seeing a ghost, their eyes widened and trembling in their eyes.

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

Feared, Occam and Delis were indeed scared, and the cold chill spread from the depths of their bone marrow to every corner of their body almost instantly.

As the saying goes, the most guilty one is that they did something that the whole clan cannot tolerate. They became traitors, harmed Princess Erin, and harmed General Camus, and wiped out the entire Kamus branch of the Dark Blade Legion.

At this time, the person they feared the most, Shadow Thorn Camus stood in front of them and stood in front of them without any damage.

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

"Hmph, bitch! We are not dead, are you disappointed?"

The dark elf Elsa's eyes condensed as ice, staring at Delis in front of her. The rich dark energy as thick as fog began to slowly surge around her, slowly attaching to the longbow in her hand.

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

"Okam, I've always regarded you as a brother. I didn't expect you to be so despicable!"

Next to Elsa, the dark elf Enzo reached out and slowly brushed the sword in his hand. The cold momentum and rich dark energy were like a layer of frost, quickly covering the sword body in his hand and the ground under his feet.

Opposite these two, the traitors Occam and Delis were tense, as if every cell in their body was in a trembling state.

The Shadow Thorn Camu, who scared the two of them the most, said silently without saying a word. He stared coldly at the Blood Hand Lord beside them, with a gloomy and cold aura, like a god of death holding a life-cutting sickle, following like a shadow, making people unable to break free.

Although Camus ignored them at this time, this silent horror almost stopped both of them.

"Camu, you are not dead? You, you have been deposed by the lord, why are you as intact now?"

The blood-handed lord Vatley, who was staring at Camus, suddenly felt like he was facing a great enemy, his heart was beating wildly, and cold sweat was overflowing.

He was frightened to find that Camus in front of him not only did not have any injuries, but his strength did not decrease but increased. This was simply too terrifying and incredible!

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

Blood Hand Vatley is a great lord. At this moment, he is full of courage and is not panicked. He stares at Wang Yan behind Camus and scolds, "You and I have no grudges, why do you and I have to go against the lord? Besides, you are the purgatory demon clan, why should you help these lowly slaves?!"

"I'm still saying the same thing, don't you care?"

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

With a sudden "slam" sound, all the subordinates behind Wang Yan showed their swords.

"You are looking for death!" The blood-handed lord Watley gritted his teeth in resentment, and immediately kicked hard, his fat body immediately flew into the air, pointing directly at Wang Yan behind Camus.

He understood the fundamental reason for all this, that was the unknown young man from the demon clan behind Camus! And he could feel that the mirror in the hand of this young man in the demon clan was very not simple, and the barrier built was invisible and colorless, which could actually block his entire castle, making it impossible for him to even call his troops.

But although he was shocked, he was not afraid.

After all, he was also a great lord who crawled out of a sea of ​​blood. He had no idea how many lives he had been tortured by him. Although this young man in front of him was full of courage, he was only a legendary lord. He was confident that with his peak legendary strength and means, he could completely get rid of the opponent first.

As long as this young man from the Purgatory Demon Clan can be killed, the team that besieged him will become a piece of loose sand. When the barrier disperses, his army will be unstoppable, and these thieves will die without a place to die!

No, it’s too cheap for these thieves to die. These thieves dare to rebel against him so much. He must torture them to the point of regret coming to this world!

“It’s really noisy.”

Facing the murderous Blood Hand Lord, Wang Yan looked calm and still. Because he didn't need to take action at the moment, there was naturally someone to deal with this great lord who had a good life.

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Camus, who had already been unable to hold back, jumped up angrily. He was like a hurricane, heading towards the oncoming blood-handed lord Vatley.

A strong wind hunting sound in the air, and the rich dark energy around Camus suddenly burst out, and a terrifying and violent aura began to soar at this moment.

The thick fog was spreading, and Camus, who came out of the fog, had completely turned into a different appearance!

"Restoration, angel of revenge?!"

The Blood Hand Lord widened his eyes. Seeing that the situation was not good, he was so scared that he quickly stopped the momentum of rushing forward and retreated one after another.

That's right, the move Camus is currently using is his desperate taboo, the angel of revenge!

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

After the Dark Elf race received the transformation of the demon god Samar, there were some outstanding personnel among them who could fully stimulate their bloodline power with their outstanding talents, so that in a short period of time, they could gain powerful combat power comparable to the Fallen Archangel!

However, this is a fighting method that burns blood and consumes a lot of money on oneself. If one is healthy and has sufficient strength, it is fine if one is seriously injured and has exhausted his strength and uses this move, the caster will not be able to bear this load at all.

Therefore, once a certain dark elf uses this move, there is only one ending, and he will never stop until he dies!

"Camu! Do you think you can die with the Lord with this trick? Haha, dream!"

The Blood Hand Lord Vatley was still rampant on the surface, but his heart was full of sway.

He has been dealing with Shadow Thorn Camus for many years, and naturally he knows this desperate move. He has finally reached the position of the Great Lord, but unfortunately he is very lucky that the fool wants to die with this Camus.

"Die together? Humph, you are not worthy."

Camus' silver pupils turned blood red, and his whole body's strength continued to increase. Under his gray skin, blood vessels filled with dark energy began to expand one by one. His hideous and terrifying appearance seemed like black earthworms, crawling all over his body.

Suddenly!

With his cold shout, his ferocious look changed again!
Chapter completed!