The phantom shattered, countless black bats soared into the air, instantly filling the entire hall, making the knights and werewolves can't help but have heavy eyelids and slow thinking, wanting to lie down on the spot and get a good night's sleep, and the place where these illusory little bats gathered the most was the great knight of the Frost Giant's bloodline and Sir Duda.
When Katrina blasted through the gate with the "Lucian's Great Fireball", Duda's body changed, and her burly figure of about 1.9 meters rose again, her muscles bulged piece by piece, black scales grew on her skin, lingering with a faint blood, and her eyes became red, as if she had lost her mind, leaving only the purest desire to kill and destroy.
"Demon Bloodline!" Yakov, Anna, and others, who were shrouded in thick blood mist on the altar, saw this scene in a daze, and their hearts were shocked, and they woke up a little.
The blood energy surrounding Duda blocked the illusory sleeping bat, and two bone-deep scars cracked behind him, and a pair of black bat wings grew out of them. The pair of wings flapped gently, sending him flying off the ground and looking down at the hall and altar.
This is the benefit of bloodlines such as demons and devils, even if they only have the level of a great knight, they can fly low and occupy air supremacy!
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, blowing the thick blood mist swaying, and soon swept it away, and the minds of the mercenaries such as Anna and Yakov were cleared, as if they had truly woken up from the nightmare, feeling a strong fear of the killing and hatred that had filled their hearts just now, if they continued like this, they would definitely become a demon who killed their companions!
"Sister Katrina!" Anna let out an exclamation, for in mid-air in the hall opposite Duda was the tall Katrina, standing above her feet in the void, her long golden hair fluttering wantonly in the wind, and in her right hand she held a staff inlaid with translucent gemstones, which was filled with a thin white mist.
These fogs spread quickly and were not affected by the "strong wind" in the slightest.
Looking at this incredible scene, Anna felt that she was still dreaming, dreaming of the powerful mages of the bard's tales, who flew out of thin air, who manipulated the weather, who created flames, who created cold, who were mysterious and terrifying!
The pale white mist dispersed, and except for the area near the altar where Anna, Yakov and others were, the rest of the hall was quickly enveloped in this thin mist.
The werewolves and knights who pounced on Katrina stood there in a daze, their eyes losing their brilliance, the sound of a lotus coming from their mouths, and uncontrollable saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths.
They seemed to have lost all their ability to think, leaving only a shell.
Looking at the terrifying werewolf in her eyes and the knight who made himself tremble just by his will turned into this idiot just by being shrouded in a thin mist, Anna raised her head and looked at the scene in mid-air in a slight stun: "Sister Katrina is a magician? And he is a powerful magician!"
Katrina's current appearance was exactly what she imagined of a magician—except that she wasn't so vicious.
"Fog of the mind? Intermediate magician, Katrina is the horror magician I met that night......" Yakov has been a mercenary for many years, and has received a lot of descriptions of magic from various channels, and after becoming an official knight, he also obtained more information from Count Calcutt, which gave him a new and detailed understanding of spells.
Looking at Katrina with blond hair flying in mid-air, watching her wrapped in a layer of flowing transparent magic runes, watching the black fireball shot by Sir Duda fall on this layer of runes, it did not produce a violent explosion, but was absorbed by the runes, Yaakov's head went blank, both shocked and frustrated, so much so that he had no idea.
Roar!
The great knight of the "Frost Giant" bloodline swelled and was surrounded by countless snowflakes, and a translucent cold aura spread out, expelling the nearby "Psychic Mist", but at this time, a figure quietly appeared from behind him, a black shirt, a red jacket, and his hands were slender and white but with shimmering cold nails, and then, this figure was like plucking a lyre, reaching out from behind and gently scratching the throat of the "Frost Giant".
A faint black aura flashed away, and the thick ice at the throat of the "Frost Giant" merged silently.
Oh!
The "Frost Giant" let out a painful scream, blood flowed from his throat, and he swung his greatsword backwards with both hands, but only broke a phantom, Viscount Kareneldia appeared in the other direction, stretched out his right hand to his mouth, and licked it gently: "The taste of blood is not bad, and there are no toxins."
This perverted behavior was so elegant and natural that he seemed to be really tasting the food that the host entertained him.
In front of Viscount Karun Erdia, who completely surpassed the normal level 5 Grand Knight in speed and agility, he was like a helpless child, unable to hit the opponent, and was caught twice from time to time, hit by dark spells, and even Viscount Karun Erdia took the time to kill the werewolves around him who had turned into "idiots" - he really hated that smell.
Looking at the handsome man and his overbearing strength who could only witness the afterimage below, and then at Katrina who was flying with all kinds of strange magic and radiant surroundings above, the fear and worry in Anna's heart disappeared somehow, and she thought to herself: "The magician and the vampire are worthy of being the eternal villain combination in the bard's story, they are so matched, so handsome!"
"Fortunately, there is Sister Katrina, otherwise it would ......"
She patted her chest happily, very envious and yearning for Katrina's strength and fighting appearance.
Although Duda is a fifth-level great knight and a demon bloodline, he is constrained in front of a well-prepared magician and cannot exert his strength at all, and is affected by magic such as curse reduction technique, muskillin curse technique, slow technique again and again, getting closer and closer to the brink of failure, and every time he attacks, he is either deflected by the influence of illusion, or blocked by Douglas's spell absorption wall, stone skin technique and other magic, and has no effect.
"I can't go on like this......" Because he was only a demon bloodline, Duda barely retained the ability to think during the battle, and seeing that he was in a bad situation, the "Frost Giant" was about to be killed by the vampire, so he began to find a way to get out of this situation.
Anna, who was slightly relaxed, Yakov, and other more unknown mercenaries watched the battle, and suddenly, they were shocked to see Duda grab his left arm with his right hand, tear off the entire left arm, and let out a deafening roar.
"What is he going to do?"
"The demon's special ability?"
In shock, they only saw Duda's left arm explode and turn into scattered flesh and blood, and this wriggling flesh and blood continued to neutralize the thin mist, making them disappear without a trace.
The fog of the mind disappeared, and the remaining werewolves and knights regained their minds, some of them attacked Katrina with bows and arrows or using spell-like abilities, and some brandished extraordinary weapons such as long swords, nail hammers, and clubs to rush towards Yakov and the others, trying to distract Katrina and Viscount Karun Erdia.
Under the fierce aura of the werewolf and the strong will of the knight, the mercenaries trembled, and they didn't even have the strength to hold their weapons, and the jingling sounds sounded one after another.
Yakov regained a little knightly strength when Duda had no time to control himself, held the long sword tightly, blocked the front, and whispered to reassure the terrified Anna and the others: "Don't be nervous, I'll block them, as long as you hold on for a few tens of seconds, Katrina can end the battle."
"Boss, I'll help you." Anna said regardless of her low strength and trembling legs.
At this moment, a cone-shaped crystal light appeared in her sight, as if it was all made up of ice, and where the light swept through, several werewolves and knights turned into ice sculptures.
"That's ...... strong," Anna whispered.
Yakov had a similar feeling, but his rich experience kept him from being stunned, and he jumped out and hit the ice sculpture.
Boom, several knights and werewolves shattered all over the ground, the light flickering, like diamonds all over the ground!
"Be careful!" Anna suddenly saw a werewolf sneaking up nearby, jumping high and trying to grab Katrina by the ankle, so she was worried and eager to remind.
Before the words fell, the werewolf's shadow moved, and it suddenly hugged the werewolf and dragged it into a sudden shadow well, without any more sound.
"What a magical ......" Anna was so engrossed by this scene that she almost bowed to the magic.
And Duda in mid-air took this opportunity to flap his wings and fly downwards, targeting the door with strange patterns.
Seeing that the door was in sight, he suddenly felt his internal organs rolling, blood gushing up, dizziness, and he fell to the ground.
"Professor's infrasound resonance?" He thought in panic.
Then, before he could react, the armor and scales covering his whole body turned into red, white, black, gold and other different colors with one of Katrina's fingers, including solids, gases, and liquids!
"Elemental order?"
"Why can she cast a spell so quickly, without a spellcasting buffer time?"
Duda watched in disbelief as his armor and natural defense scale armor disappeared, he knew that this was the exclusive spell of "Atomic Control" Lucian Evans, and it was not surprising that his students could use it, but the strange thing was that there was no buffer time between the two magics, so he couldn't dodge!
What he didn't notice was that on Katrina's left chest, the beautiful and cold silver moon crest flashed with an electric light.
Then he didn't dare to think about it, dragging his wobbly body and slamming into the patterned gate behind him.
And Katrina in Anna's eyes, her hair was quiet as the wind subsided, her right hand stretched forward, and a fireball that was larger and hotter than normal flew out directly, hitting Duda's vest.
Boom!
Duda was blown up to blood, but he also slammed the door open, while on the other side, Viscount Karun Erdia took out a white handkerchief and wiped his palm, with the wide-eyed frost giant facing him in front of him.
The door opened, revealing an altar identical to the previous one, with the only difference that the statue was clearer, it was a dark-skinned humanoid handsome demon.
And under this demon stood a young man with a slightly frightened expression, who had all the physical features of the Vladimir family.
"Viscount Andrew?" Anna blurted out, feeling a wave of intense fear.
Andre shook his head, looking distracted: "You shouldn't have come in, this is all you forced me, the ...... you forced me."
"Did you meet the real culprit behind the scenes so quickly?" Viscount Karenerdia threw the dirty white handkerchief to the ground and said to Katrina a little amused.
(End of this chapter)