The vampire extraordinary’s face turned cold and his pupils shrank suddenly, instinctively looking up at the sky.
He saw a young man so youthful it sent shivers down one’s spine, wearing a blood crown, riding a speckled deer with moss-covered giant horns, suspended in mid-air.
The torrential rain fell, piercing directly through his figure, as if he was outside of this world.
Behind him, several fierce demons flapped their wings in reverence, while a two-legged flying dragon covered in tal soared in the sky.
Suddenly, the vampire extraordinary sensed sothing, his heart filled with indescribable fear and he exclaid.
"You, you’re the one who previously spied on my ancient castle!!!"
Lear gazed at this extraordinary creature lightly without bothering to respond.
Guiding the swamp giant-horned deer king, he slowly descended in front of Betina, looking down at this barbarian king who was struggling to stay upright.
He could feel the opponent’s soul rapidly decaying.
The opponent’s strike that could cut down a demigod had exhausted all his power, even overdrawing his soul.
If not treated promptly, his soul might wither and perish.
Betina looked at this heroic young man descending from the sky, her face full of shock and delight.
"Lord Lear..."
Her prior pleas for help, the attitude of Weilu City had been indifferent, leaving her without hope.
She never expected that at the final mont, it would be him who saved her.
She barely recalled months ago, when this youth first arrived in her city, feeling his extraordinary presence.
Though he seed rather immature.
When she proposed exploring the ancient ruins with high-tier mineral veins together, he was still concerned about his powers.
Unexpectedly, within just three to four months, the situation had dramatically reversed.
Even more unexpectedly, he appeared at the final mont with such domineering strength!
Lear nodded, his gaze directed ahead.
Extending his right hand, the glass sphere that blocked the vampire extraordinary’s lethal blow slowly floated into his hand.
Fingers clenched, he imdiately felt the force connecting to his blood and soul.
The swamp’s divine fragnt!
Finally, it was in his hands.
Lear appreciated the intimate familiar power with a high smile.
He initially intended to observe the situation from the shadows, aiming to capture a few vampires to question the location of their base.
Unexpectedly, the vampire extraordinary took the initiative to appear with the divine fragnt.
"You, how is this possible?!"
Seeing the treasure that eluded his lifelong control, now held like a toy in Lear’s hand, emitting an extrely intimate aura.
It made him feel as if his idolized goddess willingly let outsiders humiliate her, causing his world to crumble.
That was the power of divine spirits!
Hearing this cry of disbelief, Lear turned his head to look at the opponent.
His gaze was sowhat subtle.
Extraordinary entities are elevated beings on the main plane; within the human empire, they are top-ranking nobles, their words and actions deciding countless lives and deaths.
Once, he didn’t even have the qualification to et an extraordinary being.
But now...such fierce life, embarrassed before him, shocked by his actions.
That stark contrast made the legendary touch of the term ’extraordinary’ instantaneously flat, losing its previous mysteriousness.
Indeed, even demigods guard their divine kingdoms; how powerful can an extraordinary being weaker than a demigod be?
Facing divine spirits, he’s already lost count...
Having lost interest in further conversation, he slowly extended his right hand, the swamp divine format stood quietly at the center.
Instantly, the vampire extraordinary felt an overwhelming nacing aura surge into his heart.
Vigorously flapping his wings, he attempted to escape.
But at that instant.
The divine fragnt in Lear’s hands radiated endless light.
Betina’s heart shook, vaguely seeing a world rise behind him, filled with swamps and vegetation, countless two-headed ogres kneeling in prayer.
Barely visible yet intensely real.
Crack~ The front space abruptly shattered open.
Chunks of space fragnts directly pressed towards the extraordinary vampire.
The vampire extraordinary’s fear escalated to the extre.
Ah!!
With a roar, his form suddenly dispersed, transforming into nurous illusory bats.
Penetrating the space directly, attempting to flee.
Lear’s eyebrow lifted slightly.
He chuckled lightly.
Interesting.
The next mont, endless power of faith poured into the divine fragnt.
A terrifying suction rose at the center of the just-exploded area.
Bats escaping around were like caught by a black hole, forcibly pulled back together.
Poof~
A black mist rose, the vampire extraordinary’s figure suddenly reappeared on the spot.
"Impossible!!"
His face displayed an indescribable horror.
His previously unstoppable escape ability, just like that, was broken?!
Feeling the terrifying spatial force capable of obliterating anything increase, it’s as if he saw the gaze of the death god.
Death is inevitable!
This can’t escape!!
"Bastard, you forced to do this!!"
Unwillingly growling lowly, his aura surged at an exaggerated pace.
His body emanated a thick blood-colored aura.
"Blood race immortality!"
As he spoke, the vampire army watching in the sky, suddenly transford into bats.
Forming a terrifying cloud of bats, like a sharp sword rushing to the central region.
Poof~ Bang~
Approaching, they were directly torn apart by the space, turning into a vast sky of crimson.
And that flesh and blood directly transford into streams of energy, penetrating through space into the vampire extraordinary’s body.
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