Chapter 2529

"Can you cleanse the blood of filth? Show me your abilities."

Rhode said to Jerefer, and at the same time, a vampire walked in from the door and stood up obediently, while Rhode took out a dark red vial, and the contents of the bottle were still bubbling. Deeply fearful blood dripped from the top of the vampire's head.

Under Rhode's order, the vampire didn't dare to move at all, and soon an abnormality occurred. His long-dead body actually recovered at this moment, his muscles swelled rapidly, and the fusion of flesh and blood continued to melt and reorganize. A brand new face appeared all over his body.

The nearby sorcerers couldn't help but take a few steps back. Even though they were already familiar with the properties of the filthy blood, they couldn't help being shocked when they saw the creatures alienate in front of them. Throw on yourself.

Even Rhodes couldn't help but narrow his eyes, the filthy blood was far more difficult than he thought.

If spiritualism is to turn the dead into undead creatures, then the effect of filthy blood is to turn the dead back into the living, but it is not a resurrection like reincarnation, but a twisted and mindless flesh and blood xenogeneic.

Even undead creatures can't resist the effect of filthy blood. When their bodies are infected by filthy blood, their original half-dead bodies will be revived, turning into half undead and half alien ghosts, just like the original tower. South like that.

In addition, the powerful vitality attached to the filthy blood also makes it difficult for any level of attack to truly kill the new xenomorphs. They have no real life, just a piece of flesh that will continue to expand and merge. The only The way to kill them is to destroy all the existing flesh and blood, or to erode them with the death cloud of the Witch King, or to burn them with the flames of hell.

Relying on the stubbornness of the filthy blood, Moriel was able to resist Rhode's undead army for so long, which once prevented Rhodes from gaining any advantage on the frontal battlefield, and had to find other ways.

Now, after hearing that Jerev was able to remove the erosion of the filthy blood, Rhodes was not only happy, but also a little doubtful. In order to use this ability on the battlefield, Rhodes needed to check beforehand, so The vampire just now was called.

After understanding what Rhodes meant, Jerefer stepped forward eagerly and came to the vampire. He took out a dark yellow vial, which contained the blood stripping potion.

"How is the output of this potion?" Seeing the bottle of potion, Rhode seemed to have thought of something, and then asked.

Alama sighed: "Because the potion factory is damaged, unless we make it manually, the bloodline stripping potion cannot continue to be replenished in a short time. The existing quantity is probably only enough to restore thousands of new types of aliens."

"Thousands?" Rhode nodded and probably understood the news.

For a sorcerer with a large number of xenomorphs, this number can be said to be a drop in the bucket. Just restoring thousands of new xenomorphs may not be enough to change the entire battle situation, but the enemy does not know the exact number.

While on the scene, Jerefer spilled the potion from the bottle on the vampire. The vampire let out a howl, and the flesh and blood that had swelled up on his body was now shrinking under the infiltration of the potion. The potion itself had a certain restraint ability against filthy blood. From the blood thaumaturgy that he is best at.

The shrunken flesh and blood of the vampire spun and squeezed out a few drops of dark blood like twisting a towel. These blood would have continued to enter other parts of the vampire's body and continued to circulate in his body, but now, they seem to be affected by it. Attracted by some inexplicable force, instead of returning to the vampire's body, it floated up, like a scattered drop of dew, but it was made of blood.

Seeing this scene, Rhode couldn't help nodding his head. Jerefer's ability to control blood is beyond even Rhode's. Only through years of practice can he achieve such a level. Rank, his blood thaumaturgy is at least lv20, which is already the top level of a single spell.

The few drops of filthy blood that were peeled off seemed irrelevant to the huge body of the alien creature. It was just to restore one of the vampire's arms. Jerefer naturally understood this and continued with the next step.

The filthy blood that was peeled off was suspended on the thick leather glove on Jeref's right hand. In order to prevent the sorcerer from touching the filthy blood, the nearby sorcerers had already come up with a series of protection methods.

However, according to the ability of the filthy blood, even thick leather gloves cannot resist its erosion. When the filthy blood drips on the gloves, the original fur on the gloves will be instantly activated and become a brand new alien creature. Can only provide a buffer time for the Hexcaster.

At the same time, Jereffer raised his left hand at the right time, and a slightly different spell was cast through his hand.

"That's it" Rhode seemed to see something, and couldn't help but squinted his eyes. On the side, there was a little more admiration in the eyes of the nearby sorcerer looking at Jeref, such an exquisite spellcasting skill. It is not something that a sorcerer can master.

"Water thaumaturgy." Jereffer read out the name of the spell. Under his control, the blood stripping potion that had been spilled all over the vampire's body was reassembled at this moment, like a spirit snake formed by a stream of water. Circling quickly around his body.

Every time the snake passed by, Jerefer would squeeze out filthy blood like a concocted method. He used one hand to control blood and the other to control water. Showing a sense of mastery.

Recalling the self-introduction he made when he first subdued Jerefer, Rhodes seemed to understand why he insisted on claiming that he was a water mage and not some other profession. As far as this control power is concerned, I am afraid that only the orthodox mage from Bracada has the opportunity to exercise such a degree. At least the nearby sorcerers couldn't do that anyway.

As the filthy blood gradually peeled off, after a while, the recovered vampire appeared in front of Rhodes, but his condition was extremely poor, and no part of the flesh and blood was intact, it looked like he was being compared The Meng giant beast stomped on a flat foot and swelled up again.

In order to restore the vampire to its original state, it still needs the fine repairs of the sorcerers, just like Tanan before, but he obviously doesn't have that chance.