Chapter 1780

When old Kane thought that the situation was bad enough, he came out of the door of chaos again. He was very familiar with this bloodthirsty man.

With a grim smile on his face, the bloodthirsty man roared at the delicious world: "Lord hokes is back again!"

But this time it is different. This time, it is the real terror and abuse of the big devil, not a projection of consciousness.

Compared with the gap left by the fall of Mara, the God of war, the fall of the God of war nearly broke down the defense network created by the joint efforts of the gods. At least, for the evil god who occupied the war, death and blood, the protective net of the gods no longer exists.

He can throw his family members in at will. Although his strength will still be limited by the world, they are far more powerful than before.

The old hunters in the square first experienced the mental impact brought by these bloodthirsty men. The blood flow was faster and the heart was beating. The life and death moments they had experienced in the past reappeared in their minds as if they were yesterday, trying to bring them back to that bloody moment again.

However, these old hunters have lived for hundreds of years, and their experience has enabled them to suppress the bloodthirsty desire in their consciousness and only retain the physiological effects that can improve their body's reaction speed.

But for those apprentices in the loess area, it is far from the case.

More than one apprentice pulled out weapons and maliciously attacked his comrades in arms. Their reason was compressed to the extent that they only kept fighting consciousness. They only wanted to bathe in blood and cool their boiling blood with stumps and death.

Finally, someone with a hoarse voice called out a word: "blood! Blood! Blood sacrifice blood god... Skull sacrifice skull Lord! "

Old Kane clenched his sword in his hand, drank several magic potions with strong side effects. Finally, he took a look at the grand castle of kelmohan and ran to the bloodthirsty VIX: "evil devil! This time I'm going to make a suit of armor from your bones

"Ha ha! Ignorant human beings! This time, I'm here to take over the world "I will give your skull to the God of blood, make a necklace of your other bones, and decorate my armor! I will take your soul out and put it on my axe blade, so that you can feel the pleasure of killing human beings every time

At this moment, the evil spirit soared to the sky, and the fire was shining on the earth, as red as blood, indicating the decline of the whole world.

In the face of the three bloodthirsty demons, there is indeed a legendary strong man and an angel on the human side. At the moment of the war, human beings are in the inferior position.

Fear, the most powerful bloodthirsty man, easily suppressed old Kane, and even had the strength to attack the angel who was fighting against another bloodthirsty man.

The third bloodthirsty uses his own decapitated sword to create a sea of blood among the demon hunters. Each swing will kill one or two demon hunters. It can kill these people in a faster way.

But it doesn't want to. It enjoys the pleasure of every death. This is the blood god's favorite, and of course, it's also his favorite.

Killing, boiling hot blood splashing on the flame, making the flame redder, no magic, no meaningless torture, and no disgusting herpes, this is life.

The bloodthirsty man cut off the head of a bear school hunter with his sharp claws, tore off the meaningless blood and flesh tissue on it cleanly, leaving only a blood red skull and some fascia to maintain its integrity.

It can guarantee that no human being can do such a perfect craft. It doesn't know how many heads have been wasted to practice such a pure fire. This is definitely the favorite sacrifice of the master of skull.

The bloodthirsty man breathed to the skull and imprisoned the soul of the dead in his own skull. It was a group of brown soul, burning like a flame in the skull, looking at the battlefield hopelessly through his empty eyes.

Because he knew that his brothers were going to die here today, and his soul could only watch it happen, and in the days to come, he would be forever tortured by this despair and pain, until he was afraid to forget or tired of his howling.

However, the Lord of the skull will never forget and will never refuse such a gift.

The square is full of the war roar of demon hunters and the howling of wounded human beings. The rampant laughter of bloodthirsty people makes the residents of several nearby towns wake up and shiver in their quilts and pray to their gods. It's just a nightmare. Everything goes as usual after dawn.

This is the carnival of bloodthirsty people, is a feast of terror, but this is still the human world, there will always be accidents to interrupt this madness.

As a result, Kane's companion suddenly frowned at the end of the sword, which made the old man's head wrinkled.

"It's the smell of magic, and a little bit of me!" The huge head twisted to one side of the square, as if waiting for something.Old Kane also noticed this, and suddenly he felt a surging tide of magic, far more powerful than the average legendary caster could call.

Reinforcements? Or are there more chaos, and witches who believe in treachery should also have a share? There is no believer in the Lord of craftiness!

A tall figure appeared there, as if he had stood there before.

The ferocious armor spurts hot steam, which burns the bloodletting people around. The huge psionic wings are much wider than the angel's wings. Only by gently tapping, a large group of chaotic demons are blown away.

The two bear red eyes on the full duplex helmet are blooming with light, which makes several bloodthirsty people stand in the same place, because the blood color light and they are full of shaking power.

Is the blood god some champion who stays in this world?

The tall soldier just raised his hand, and two equally huge chain saw weapons appeared in both palms.

Old Kane showed a happy smile when he saw the weapon. He recognized the war disaster, and his unique appearance will never be forgotten.

Hokes also recognized his own taste, and part of his soul was imprisoned in the weapon.

Xu Yichen raised his head and scanned the whole battlefield. In everything he could see, everyone recovered from the influence of bloodthirsty people.

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