"Saint of Laemia, I have taken away part of your things, but the most important part is not in it. I have to use it to deal with its master and his master's army. Can you give me

?"

The dazzling green light in the engineering warlock's eyes made Alkadiza's face become more solemn.

Such evil light will stain all the gods.

However, Eski's gaze did not fall on the prince, but on the queen's black and cat-like eyes with vertical pupils. Even if they were blocked by the golden mask, the engineer warlock could feel the other person's eyes like a strong wind.

Will.

But this kind of will is still much weaker than that of the person who fought in the underground passage.

The engineering warlock's mouth curved in an arc, and he looked around at all the humans below who were staring at him.

"Yes, its owner, that person, is still alive."

As he spoke, Eski took out a black bone carved with green runes from the blue plane in front of him.

The prince vaguely realized something was wrong and asked.

"What are you talking about?"

Suppressing the terrible suspicion in his heart, Alkadiza placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"No, no, first of all, who are you?"

The engineering warlock did not answer his question, but pointed at the prince whose dark eyes reflected bright spots of light and made an exaggerated expression.

"Ah, look, look, who is this?"

"In the future, he will rival Settra, no, surpass Emperor Settra, the future king of Khemri, the sun-like Prince Alkadiza, and the temple priest of Asaph."

"Why can't you use your intelligence to guess who I am?"

The engineer warlock vaguely heard the laughter of the horned rat.

After thinking about it for a moment, Eski figured it out clearly. The horned rat has the vocation of mischief and ridicule. What happened just now, although slight, will indeed strengthen the horned rat's magical power.

Moreover, the Big Horned Rat does like this kind of fun, just like he watches the conspiracy and cannibalism among the rats like a drama.

Eski's expression suddenly turned bad, and even though he was separated by a large mass of white hair, he was immediately noticed by the humans.

"Monster, what on earth are you..."

Alkadiza spoke, although he did not find out why the engineering warlock became so expressionless, but maybe this was...

"Child of Nehekhara. Your race is just a defective product of the creator of this world. Don't be disrespectful to our race."

Eski revealed a row of sharp white fangs.

"So, the tragedies so far were all caused by you."

The engineering warlock ignored the prince's question and just tilted his head again towards Neferata, who had completely tightened her vertical pupils.

"Otherwise, how could our dear saint Neferata leave the palace?"

Pointing to the palace behind, the engineering warlock waved his hand, and the light green, vague halo gradually faded away. He removed the dimensional stance used to block it, and then a gust of wind blew past.

The thick smell of blood immediately filled the space in front of the palace gate.

"Don't worry about it, I can tell you there is no one alive inside."

Esky said mockingly.

"Then what's your purpose here? Do you want us to hang your head in front of the city gate?"

The prince drew out his sickle-shaped sword and pointed the rune-bearing edge at the engineer warlock.

"Then how do you know it's not you who are hanging your head?"

The engineering warlock laughed wildly and pulled out the Hell Blade. The thick bloody smell and furnace-like heat swept through all the space within about fifty meters.

"What an honor it is for me to fight against so many guys who are destined to leave legends."

As he spoke, the engineer warlock stepped forward, and the weapon in his hand collided with Alkadiza's rune-shaped sickle sword.

The muscles on the engineer's arm expanded rapidly like an explosion, driving the serrations on the blade to pull rapidly, cutting a series of sparks on the opponent's rune sword.

Alkadiza secretly has something bad going on.

The figure who was a head shorter than him actually burst out with such powerful power that even with a round shield, he couldn't withstand such an attack.

After a quick glance, the dark weapon in front of him looked like a weapon that was about to burn. The prince immediately came to the conclusion that this weapon was evil and dangerous.

Even if he has become a priest of the gods and has been blessed by the gods, he does not think that he should let it cause even a single wound to him.

After receiving the sword and the opponent's impact, the prince stepped backwards on the chariot and jumped into the air behind him.

Although his center of gravity was unbalanced this time, it allowed him to escape from such a killing position.

However, the prince escaped the attack, and the neck of the driver beside him immediately became the new target of the Hell Blade.

Just before the saw blade was about to cut off the soldier's head and create a fountain of blood, Esky's weapon was suddenly caught and prevented from moving forward.

"Catch the Hellblade with your hand?"

The engineer warlock got close to the cat-eye lady's ear.

"You are too confident in your vampire body."

This is a blade that hurts the soul...

The triumphant expression on the engineering warlock's face only lasted for a few seconds. Although Neferata's appearance was painful enough, it was obviously different from what he imagined.

But, why?

Just as Esky was surprised, Neferata's iron-like palm slapped the back of the Hell Blade, knocking the engineer back several meters.

In fact, if it were not for the obstruction of the dimensional force field, Eski suspected that the Hell Blade might have cracks.

The power of the first-generation vampire is so outrageous? A woman who has never received combat training has such combat power.

Wrong.

Esky remembered that he had no combat experience. He had only been wielding weapons and fighting with others on the battlefield for a month or two.

The reason why he was able to gain a certain advantage was simply relying on the talents and blessings given by the gods.

The scarlet eyes were stained with blood, like flames.

The engineering warlock held the Hell Blade in his hand, raised it upright, and slashed it in the direction of Alkadiza.

Although the prince has more experience than Neferata, Esky listened to his heartbeat and felt that his body's heat was insignificant compared to the Hell Blade.

Eski can be sure that Alkadiza's body at this stage has not yet reached the level of transcendence and sainthood.

The prince's decades of combat experience allowed him to avoid the engineering warlock's rapid slash with brute force through a fake move to the left, and then the sickle-shaped sword struck upward towards the engineering warlock's crotch.

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The Engineer Warlock hurriedly stretched out his right paw and attached a green film, trying to block the blow. It was this move that made Alkadiza keenly notice the shining runes on the Engineer Warlock's right paw.

A gift from the gods? That’s why we have such power.

Then, just cut off its right paw.

The prince thought so.

Just when he was about to attack again in disguise and chop off the claw, the prince felt a strong force coming from the back of his neck, dragging him backwards and away from the best attack position.

"What's wrong?"

He turned around, and it turned out to be a saint, but why did she...

"You are so uncool today. This is a wizard. The most dangerous thing about him is not the weapons between his hands, but the spells in his mouth."

Following the twinkling of Neferata's cat eyes, the prince saw a ball of green light held in the engineering warlock's mouth.

Obviously, if he continued to attack just now, unwanted results would definitely occur.

"The instructors who trained you are not real wizards. I have to admit that your past trials still have flaws."

Neferata thought of the elite warriors who trained the prince in the past. Perhaps they did understand the prince's real battlefield through those rogue moves that only appeared on the battlefield.

But it is undeniable that the people in Nehekhara lack combat experience against powerful wizards.

"It is indeed flawed, but I don't think it is anyone's fault."

Alkadiza's eyes looked directly at the rat monster wizard. Since he wanted to be an emperor on par with Emperor Settra, he could not avoid this kind of enemy in the face of such a challenge.

His dark skin became shiny at this moment, and his strong muscles were also showing their strength.

However, not only the engineering warlock, Neferata beside him also knew that the smell in those muscles was not rich enough, and the extraordinary power was far from enough.

Even though he had been made to drink the elixir of life more than a dozen times, the quantity of the elixir was still not enough. Alkadiza, who had not become a saint, was still no match for the rat in front of him.

Thinking of this, Neferita's dark eyes became deep, and she took a few steps back with Arkadiza and said.

"Wizard, you said that person is still alive."

"Of course, Neferata."

The engineering warlock shook his beard, raised the Hell Blade, and aimed at Alkadiza's chest.
To be continued...