"The next step is the problem of the undead engine."

Wosolun stared at the incomplete undead engine in front of him. Although the quality of the souls he had just loaded was not high enough, the quantity was sufficient.

Using the connection between the soul and the afterlife, the wind of death in the world of death and other thin magical energy flow out intermittently from this carrier. With the help of the energy storage structure, he can accumulate far more than his own mana.

Energy.

Although, this structure is not suitable for complex situations, such as the rat monster that suddenly came to the door today.

In just such a short period of time, the engine brought a quarter of his mana to the energy storage structure, which was enough.

The question now is, how to use this barely continuous magical energy to launch an attack that can defeat the demon that can rival the gods?

Wosolun fell into thinking.

Just as he was deep in thought about the Undead Engine, on the other side, in front of the small, dark door of the Blood Temple, the gangsters, together with the former queen of Lamia and the current saint, faced him head-on.

A demon that vibrates like a mountain hitting the ground.

"What's going on? Wait, why am I so excited for no reason."

Wu*** sought answers from his companions.

As the demon got closer and closer, the emotions that had been suppressed by the body that imitated the image of the god actually reappeared. Was that emotion anger, excitement, or some kind of excitement?

All in all, as the devil gets closer, the weirdness about him becomes more obvious.

The trembling stone bodies of cunts, big and small, around them seemed to indicate that they were also suffering from the same situation.

A pair of sandals with golden soles stepped on the head of the black special snake, and an ethereal voice came from above, that was their queen Neferata.

"Not to mention you, even I have this urge, but I am still afraid of death. I have my future, so the essence in my blood can barely suppress it all."

"Champions of Lahmia, fight for Lahmia. When I become the queen of Khemri, the City of Auroville will be as prosperous as before."

The queen's voice did not convince them.

"The power of the gods is sealed in our souls, so our bodies can be driven. The mage told us that the contract between the gods has been destroyed, so all actions will consume our souls."

The crow at Neferata's feet said this.

When he was first awakened, he had not noticed that until now, part of the full soul energy, driven by divine power, had been missing. Although it was very small, it was indeed missing.

"But I see that your actions have not been affected in any way."

Neferata asked, but she already had a rough idea of ​​what was going on.

Losing the soul will cause various abnormalities in human beings, such as being unable to control the body, unable to control thinking, and even becoming dementia.

If the soul inside the structure is missing, it means that the structure will be completely unable to drive.

Unless, the missing soul is not his own.

"Your monster priest has injected more souls into us. At least if we persist in this battle, there should be no problems with gods. At least, let us fight for the palace first."…

U***'s words confirmed her suspicion, but when she heard the word palace, Neferata still defended subconsciously.

"The royal palace? It's not that I can't accept the abolition of the Blood Temple, as long as I."

But Wu***'s attention was not on her.

"The devil is coming."

Neferata looked up and saw that the devil was already close in front of her.

On top of the strong red muscles, there was a chest protector and a battle skirt made of leather or metal, which made Neferata feel that the devil looked like a woman wrapped in a towel just out of the bath.
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Why do you need to wrap your breasts? And the shape of that thing is just like the clothes a woman wears to cover her breasts

Sincerely.

After a very short period of time, Neferata's reverie about Skarbrand's weird clothes came to an end.

The ten-meter-tall demon gasped for hot air.

Along with this heat, Neferata felt that her brain was getting hot.

"Of course,"

The Black Specials made almost the same movements. The sickle-shaped swords standing on both sides of the Black Special's chest were carried in their hands and hung down on their waists.

The black special agents standing in a loose formation also slightly bent their lower limbs to lower their bodies.

The power of the gods swam among the circuits inside Wu's body. The power of the soul weakened a bit again, while the dark blue on the fangs and weapons became brighter.

With a neat explosion on the sand, the bodies of the black special agents rushed forward at a speed no less than that of the big devil.

The deep blue and blazing red lights illuminate the desert in strange colors in the dark night.

Neferata jumped up on top of the bumpy black turtle.

The long sharp claws were guided out by the life essence belonging to the first vampire in the body. Before the Black Agents attacked Skarbrand, the jumping ability that did not belong to mortals had already destroyed Neferata's body.

Delivered directly above Skarbrand.

Although there are no fleshy wings around her body, the life energy in her body seems to be able to drive the air, causing Neferata's body to shoot towards Skarbrand's head.

At the same time, a sickle-shaped sword with a five-meter-long blade belonging to the UNESCO Special Forces, and carrying dark blue divine power, also approached Skarbrand.

Beneath the direction of the ax blow, U***t's blade was aimed at Skarbrand, under the collarbone that was not protected by armor.

On both sides of Skarbrand, the blades in the hands of four black warriors of different heights also attacked Skarbrand's arm.

Neferata's eyes also showed a smile.

The strength and speed of this demon are indeed terrifying, but he does not know magic and can only rely on his hands and legs to deal with so many combined attacks that are not weaker than him.

The sharp claws were aimed at the demon's eyes, and the vampire planned to dig out the burning eyes that grew under the weird horns.

As long as it loses its eyesight, even if this demon can split the mountains, it will still be at their mercy.

With such confidence, looking at the opponent's hands that were too late to come back, the vampire's claws had already touched the burning eyes...

It seems that I have picked up something. Is there anything?

Neferata felt like she was hit by a huge force.

It hurts!

It hurts!

It hurts so much that I want to die!

The vampire was in the air and looked at his fingers. Almost all of them were broken, leaving only two broken parts, which were the index finger and little finger of his left hand.

The other parts were turned into irregular fractures that were charred, black and bloody.

The even more terrifying wound was a large hole almost half a meter wide that appeared in the abdomen, along with a series of internal organs including the intestines, kidneys, bladder, and uterus. They didn’t know where they fell during the flight.

Looking at the hole, Neferata understood that these wounds were caused by the demon only with his head. Although his hands could not help him, the powerful impact of the head was still enough to seriously injure or even kill her.
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This big hole was caused by a small thorn on the devil's eye, which took away the lower half of Neferata's internal organs.

Except for the heart and lungs, which had been nourished by the vampire's life essence for a long time, the other parts were also shattered into minced meat by the force that could knock down mountains.

In the distance, the fighting situation of the Ukrainian special forces is not optimistic either.

The dark blue blade did cause a wound on the opponent's muscle, and demon blood that was as bright as molten iron dripped from Skarbrand's wound.

But that amount of bleeding, for that huge body, is like a mortal nosebleed.

This means that the weapons of the black special agents are not even capable of cutting through muscles or being stuck by bones.

Although the Ukrainian agents immediately recognized this and tried to escape.

However, compared to the U***t who dodged the attack on the right, the two U***ts on the left, respectively 7 meters and 15 meters high, just tried to roll backwards, but before they had time to turn their backs,

He was hit by the half-meter-thick ax blade, which was hit by the three-meter-thick ax back behind it.

The ax blade cut Wu**te in half, and his body was destroyed by the huge force and began to disintegrate.

Stones continued to fall from it, and the fragments hit the ground, exploding a large amount of sand and dust.

In the end, U***t was shattered into a large mass of fragments by a single blow, with only his head surviving. With irrational anger in Skarbrand's eyes, he shouted something that no one could understand.

Language.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull throne!"

The leading U***t gestured to the other U***ts, causing them to quickly retreat and lead this irrational thing deeper into the desert.

And he himself stayed not far away, looking in the direction of the palace.

It wasn't until Skarbrand took steps to chase in his direction that the dark blue light lit up again.

In the distance, clouds and mist enveloped Neferata's body, fixing it in the air so that the magic of the dead could repair the damaged organs.

The vampire's vision allowed her vision to be as clear at night as during the day. Not far away, a large group of guys on horseback were approaching in this direction.

"Who!"
To be continued...