Chapter 453

[bloody sprint]!

Outside the magic array of divine energy, a bloody radiance appeared at dreven's feet, the flying axe rotating in his hands became faster and faster, and the surging airflow rolled up the thin yellow sand.

"Dreven... Launch an all-out attack!"

A ferocious smile appeared on his face, and dreven's eyes were fixed on Eden and the golden winged angels holding the sword of judgment over the French array.

[rotating flying axe]!

De Levin held his head high and trampled on the yellow sand ground. The blood ripples were like water, splashing a little red blood. It was the death certificate left by the previous losers.

The next moment.

The rapidly rotating flying axe leaves his hand and cuts the blade of the sword of judgment with lightning force. It can directly cut off the golden blade with unparalleled power.

Wheeze!

The glittering flying axe with the power of gyration passed around the grandstand, causing bursts of cheers. Then, on the way back and forth, he cut the angel's lifelike left wing with a sharp axe blade and landed in dreven's left hand.

Boom!

The faint blood ripples were slightly dispersed. Dreven held the flying axe and made his pace pause slightly, but his body twisted slightly along the powerful flying axe to stop the delay, and broke out at a faster speed from his feet.

Wheeze!

The second axe was thrown out.

Carrying the red energy, he cut off the head of the two winged angels and tore out the traces of vacuum and transparency along the road.

The golden red energy collision was like a gorgeous fireworks bloom, and then in dreven's fierce and bloodthirsty smile, the flying axe accurately cut off the angel's head.

"Slide."

With dexterous steps, de Levin went to the falling point of the flying axe at a strange angle, blood energy surged, and his right hand easily held the handle of the axe.

"Come again!"

Wheeze!

The third axe rushed to the normal array.

This time, with indomitable spirit, he stubbornly cut at the core of the sacred Dharma array and plowed clear axe marks.

Boom!

Poof!

The magic array was forcibly destroyed and directly collapsed, while the caster Eden suffered a reverse bite. A mouthful of blood mixed with golden light was infiltrated with yellow sand and rendered in the winter sun.

He looked at the approaching dreven in horror, pressed down the restless energy in his body, and devoted himself to the next divine skill to be released.

Because he felt the terror and inexplicable... Death danger of the guy in front of him.

"The great goddess of wealth, pray that you bless me, pray that you will come to me, pray..."

The hasty pious words roared in the arena, and the hymns of praise faintly set off the noise, clear and attracted attention.

Looking at the situation below, Eden was in a desperate situation. Many clergy in the wealth temple in front of the grandstand whispered at the same time, and the words of prayer blended together. A vague figure wearing a crown appeared behind Eden.

"Stop it!"

[open the way, sharp axe]!

Seeing this scene, dreven kept moving forward, his right wrist shook slightly, and the flying axe with the wind howling was like entering a no man's land. He forcibly cut and flew Aiden, together with the fuzzy figure behind him.

"Remember my name..."

"Honor executioner dreven."

[rotating flying axe]!

The sharp flying axe of his left hand came out of his hand, tore open a little golden light, and pointed at Eden who couldn't move in mid air.

In the desperate eyes, the snow-white axe blade cut into the neck, the bright blood stained the eyes, and a faint boundless darkness came.

Wheeze!

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The flying axe is embedded into the ground, splashing a little yellow sand, and then a big head falls to the ground, rolling down, throwing the sticky blood all the way.

Dreven stepped on the headless body with his feet, and the ferocious color of his face was slightly soothed. Like dreus, he liked the wonderful feeling of head separation, which could make his body and mind very happy.

Drawing the flying axe from the ground, dreven turned his head to the other side, opened his mouth and said, "Hey, Mr. vampire, have you solved it over there?"

Baron Abbott.

Oh, maybe we should call him Abbott Ramsden mokawi, a pure blood clan who sneaked into the city of irvindale.

He has the same identity as Sigrid, from the mokawi family of the secret alliance, one of the thirteen clans of the blood clan.

"Thank you for your tolerance, Mr. warden." Abbott bowed gently, raised his evil face, showed sharp white teeth at the corners of his mouth, and the trace of blood was very eye-catching. "The pure blood of these clergy has not been enjoyed for a long time." it seems that after sucking the blood, he throws away the dry body of Ordos, and the essence of blood has already drained away.

The hard hit Ordus was not Abbott's opponent at all. He became a blood eater in the sudden attack.

Abbott silently digested the power in his blood, looked at dreven not far away, and said, "we shouldn't be enemies, should we? Sigrid can serve under the command of the Lord, which means that the mokawi family has the basis for cooperation with Valoran."

The rise of the Valoran leadership has attracted the attention of many forces, including the mokawi family, a huge blood clan hidden in the dark side of stoke kingdom.

Abbott wanted to meet Sigrid, the chess piece buried by the family, without alerting anyone, but he didn't want to be attacked just after leaving Sigrid's house. He was finally severely injured and arrested, detained in a dark prison, and came out as a gladiator today.

He was surprised at the strength of the Valoran collar and Sigrid. The pawn that the family had never seen seemed to have a good position in the Valoran collar.

"You should think about how to get out of here." dreven never cared about other things of Valoran, which was considered by the Lord and Lord svein. He only cared about his prison and the liquidator plan to be promoted.

"From under my axe."

Abbott looked at dreven, who was not affected by the words, and said, "what I represent behind my back is the mokawi family of the secret alliance. Warden, are you sure you want to do it?"

The strong smell of blood filled the air, Abbott's eyes became red, the muscles under the prison clothes rose faintly, and opened his clothes.

"I even killed the trial Knight of the temple of wealth, so what about one more vampire?" dreven sneered, and the flying axe in his hands spun at a high speed, setting off bursts of airflow.

"Ha, I'm different from them!" Abbott put his right hand on his chest, bowed gently, opened his mouth, and his sharp teeth glittered seductively.

Prick!

At the back shoulder blades, a pair of dark wings spread out, and the winter sun shone. The pulsating red blood vessels and the pale bones exposed at the tips of the wings were clearly seen.

The inexplicable momentum like the red wave swept the yellow sand and floated on Abbott's side.

Boom!

The fanatical and restless roar reached a climax, and the increasingly fierce battle in the arena made the audience extremely crazy. Each different face showed an undisguised and complex desire.

"That's it, that's it!"

"This is where I belong, where dreven is charming."

Dreven looked around at the stands around him. A crazy smile appeared on his flushed face. An invisible force was added to his tall body from the audience, and the blood brilliance at his feet became more and more bright.

[dreven alliance]!

"Axe in hand, kill open!"

As soon as the voice fell, dreven ran forward quickly, and the overflowing air pulled out transparent traces.

[rotating flying axe]!

The bloodstained flying axe is like a stray arrow. It rushes into Abbott's near, and the pressure of terror envelops the Dodge space.

The dark wings stirred slowly behind him. Abbott had long been paying attention to dreven's movements. When the flying axe took off, he immediately stepped back and put his hands on his chest. The red energy matched the wings and turned into a bloody shield.

Bang!

The snow-white axe blade cut on the blood shield, but in a moment, the blood shield was broken, and the flying axe fell back into dreven's hand at an incredible angle.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Countless air currents sounded through the arena. Dreven smiled wildly and threw his flying axe forward. The blood at his feet became more and more brilliant.

Every time the axe leaves the hand, the shield will be broken.

De Levin took the flying axe with a clever sliding step and continued to throw it to the vampire not far away.

"Damn, this guy's skill!?" Abbott's face was pale, his hands couldn't stop, and the shield built on one side was broken in the flying axe illusion.

Most importantly, he also felt that the power transmitted by the flying axe was becoming stronger and stronger, and sometimes he had to rely on the dark wings behind him to block the power transmitted.

Abbott began to feel the pain of Odus and Eden. The terrible flying axe was like a toy in each other's hands, light and portable, but for them, it was a sharp weapon that could kill accidentally.

"I can't go on like this. I have to change, or I will be cut alive."

Recalling Eden's tragic scene, Abbott's body trembled slightly, and the remaining light from the corner of his eyes frequently looked around the prison, looking for an escape route.

However, when the soldiers in Dark Armor in front of the stands, he remembered the scene of group fighting when he sneaked out of Sigrid's room.

Finally, Abbott noticed the top of his head

There is the only chance!