Chapter 202
"Level 1 chaos spell, sparks!"
George snapped his fingers, and the Fire Element at his fingertips rubbed against each other, and a burst of three hundred and six Ten degrees of sparks!
Under the action of spell, the intense light and heat that broke out in an instant shocked the little horses under the crotch of the mercenaries on the opposite side. A few riders can hold it down!
George had already noticed that these people’s equipment and horses were just snatched. The cold scimitar may not recognize the master, but the tacit understanding between the cultivation and the horses under the hips can be It is not something that can be done simply overnight. In this case, the pony, which should have been used to improve battle strength, has become their biggest weakness!
Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
George pulled out the vampire kiss behind him, and the scarlet pattern on the blade flickered brightly and darkly. With the full-speed Zantos, one person and one ride can be described as a tiger entering the flock and killing wantonly.
After using the vampire kiss for the first time and feeling the excitement transmitted to the body after the blade touched the blood, George completely liked the feeling of holding this dagger.
No, not only does it stop at liking, it can even be said to be a bit addictive.
On the battlefield with the roar of horseshoes, George gave the acceleration and movement to Zantos under the crotch, and he was like a never-ending meat grinder, focusing on deadly and efficient hacks. Action!
George felt that whenever his blade penetrated the enemy’s body, hot blood poured into the blade’s blood trough, like touching a long-dried sponge, in an instant Absorbed by the sword body. Plenty of blood energy was transmitted into George's body through the hilt, and the limbs were shaken! Not only the physical energy is continuously replenished, but also the wounds that occasionally appear on the body are all healed in the instant that the blood donation energy passes.
"Is this the real power of Blood Race bloodline in my body? It's fun! Happy!"
George, who was intoxicated by the killing, didn’t notice at all. The corner of his mouth didn’t know when Already raised, his pupils are constantly glowing with coquettish red light.
"Light God is here, he is a demon! He is a devil! Run away!"
George wielded a short sword and licked these blades like a chicken and mowing the grass. The bloody mercenaries are terrified. Those mercenaries standing in the back row, who are still alive by chance, quickly stopped their forward pace, wanting to escape from this place of right and wrong.
However, how could George, who had killed his eyes, let go of these cooked ducks!
"Level 2 death spell, fear ripples!"
With the help of the Book of the Dead, George waved his hand, and mysterious magic waves spread quickly along the ground. Those little horses that finally stepped forward and ran, fell on the ground shiver coldly under the influence of the ripples of fear, and did not dare to make any movements, and the mercenaries on their backs were suddenly braked. I flew out, and fell a lot of meat and vegetables.
Seeing that these last dozen mercenaries were already unable to escape, George was very satisfied with the spell just now. He jumped off Zantos and slowly walked towards the group of mercenaries, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more ferocious!
Smile like Death God!
"Powerhouse, please be forgiving!"
"Powerhouse, please let me live!"
"Light God is on, I'm really wrong Please forgive me!"
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The mercenaries who still have a little more energy, all kneel down and plead, but they soon realized that for the present As far as George is concerned, their confession is not as attractive as the blood in their bodies.
Whenever George walks past them, their bodies will quickly dry out without warning, and the hot blood will be drawn out of the body by George under the effect of the blood control technique. Then fully absorbed by the kiss of vampire.
And every time a vampire kiss absorbs the blood, George will squint his eyes and show a look of intoxication.
This feeling of disharmony is like the dagger in his hand is not the kiss of Level 3 Magical Artifact vampire, but a huge syringe, which is continuously injecting into his body. Like high concentrations of stimulants!
The killing is just like this infinite cycle, until the last mercenary who wants to fight back becomes a lifeless and shriveled corpse, it stops abruptly!