Chapter 166 Chapter 84 City of Blood (Middle)
Claude’s voice, though polite, carried an undeniable threat, causing the young girls present to fall silent.
Everyone knew that the leader of the Bloodwind Blade, under the absolute suppression of power, would not possibly consider anything else and delay his only chance to obtain the Oran treasure.
However, Verafia quickly put aside his disrespect. Her scorching gold big eyes looked at the huge gap behind Claude that had split open and revealed the aura of the void, as well as the azure blue rune radiance that was rapidly spreading on the ground.
“Young Lady, what is this…?”
“A teleportation arcane that directly tears space, and it can reach a hundred-person level. Tsk, what a grand gesture. However, using such a strategic method on such a small Bloodwind Blade, isn’t that a terrible waste of talent?”
Verafia held her hands across her chest, her lively expression showing no sign of worry about the future. She casually glanced at the blood race girl.
“Of course, this Claude definitely won’t worry about your safety. Hey, little vampire, remember to stay close to this young lady later!”
Before Igert could ask any more questions, the blue arcane patterns around his body were completed, the surrounding space instantly distorted, and then the light caused by the violent energy fluctuations surged from the ground!
With a roar, Igert instantly lost his sense of gravity. He felt as if he were being squeezed into a ball of rags, and everything around him crushed him, then passed from his internal organs to his entire body, making Igert feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit.
Suddenly, with the sound of shattering glass, Igert, whose brain was being squeezed into a paste, instantly woke up.
Almost at the same time, amidst a sharp and piercing brief sound, the armored knight let out a scream. The steel armor was cut open, and blood flowed out, instantly being cut into fine blood mist, and then, without even touching its physical body, it was annihilated in the void turbulence!
As the little phoenix said, the Bloodwind Blade naturally had no reason to protect their enemies! Whether they could come out of this spatial teleportation without losing limbs depended entirely on their luck.
Igert’s newly awakened brain felt as if it had been hit hard with a hammer.
Igert certainly didn’t think his luck would be good.
The young man, raising his eyes with difficulty, saw a piece of irregular gray airflow rapidly cutting towards him. Even normally, with Igert’s strength, he would never be able to dodge it, let alone under the pressure of spatial turbulence!
Could it be that I, the dignified Igert, endured humiliation in front of this Phoenix Young Lady, and instead of being burned to death by her flames, I died here prematurely?
Igert sighed in his heart. Suddenly, amidst the chaotic and sharp, piercing sounds, a clear phoenix cry rang out, and gorgeous scorching gold flames ignited in front of him.
It seemed as if the golden flames had burned through space. Igert’s vision, besides the gray mist and fiery colors, suddenly gained a touch of pitch black. Starlight dotted the ground, and then it heavily fell onto the young man.
“Bang!”
He was directly thrown to the ground, causing Igert to grin in pain. The blood race girl behind him lightly jumped down and reached out to pull him up.
Verafia spread her pair of gorgeous fire wings and floated in mid-air. Her pair of gold eyes looked at the scattered limbs and broken armor of the knights and soldiers who had fallen, and she pouted her little face and cried out.
“As this young lady said, who would be so generous? It’s just a defective spatial scroll.”
Although her dress was a bit tattered, the girl’s dignified posture was out of place with the mundane world. Even innocent actions like frowning like a child gave people a feeling of detached arrogance.
“Miss Phoenix, you can’t be so picky here.”
Claude walked out with a faint voice.
Igert looked around by the light of the girl’s fire wings. Around him, the turbulent long river had slowed down after passing through the canyon, and in the deep night, it reflected the sky’s stars and moon like a mirror.
What was reflected more by the girl’s firelight were pieces of sharp metal, and the faces revealed after the reflection.
“Is this the stronghold of the Bloodwind Blade?”
“Mr. Igert, this is the Lyon Plain on the southwestern border of the Duke’s Territory of Agrand.”
“Aslandt is mountainous in the north, but the Angro Mountains in the west divide it. The long river valley emerges from the Ronal River, forming a vast and flat land, which then converges with the Thorne River flowing down from Rubiel City in the north. A plain like this, unsuitable for hiding, should not be used as the stronghold of a thief group.”
The girl in the gray-black cloak, Charle, answered him.
The girl pulled her outer robe, covering her exposed knees, and stood up. Her slightly raised hood revealed a pale white face, and a few strands of silvery-blue hair touched the moonlight.
Charle casually flicked her hair, her pupils gazing at the quietly flowing long river, and suddenly said again.
“I remember this place has another name, it’s called Fraylordon, named the Land of the Setting Sun. The meaning of this leader of the thieves is probably that the king at that time killed Duke Oran here and sealed his city.”
Igert followed her voice and looked.
In the fluorescent light reflected by Orphilis’s ice crystal dragon spear, Elishia and Dofiraia had stood up, and they didn’t seem to have suffered much damage, but among their guards, only a few were still able to fight.
“Miss Unknown, it seems you know quite a lot. If it were in the past, I would be very worried about your identity.”
Claude glanced at Charle, then waved his hand, and the Bloodwind Blade thieves who had already been deployed around them all lit torches.
Igert’s pupils contracted slightly. Just by his rough count, there were nearly a thousand Bloodwind Blade thieves around them!
Moreover, the aura of the thief soldiers who possessed the power of blood was also extremely powerful. Even compared to the elite legions of Peka, they were not inferior.
Several Bloodwind Blade thieves carried an ancient stone slab.
“What is this thing?”
Elishia and the others gathered around Verafia. But the girl seemed not at all nervous and even had the leisure to lift her delicate face and make a sound of curiosity.
“After Oran was defeated by King Lance, his city also disappeared. According to rumors, the former City of Blood was sealed into the void turbulence by the King of Peka himself, while some say it was the rebellious vassals of the Blood Duke who tried to covet their former lord’s legacy in the future.”
Claude looked at the stone slab, and his eyes could no longer contain his excitement.
“In the past ten years, can you imagine how much effort I’ve spent on it? Phoenix, hand over the key, and with the Young Lady’s blood, that buried legacy can appear before you!”
Igert glanced around. The surrounding thieves had their hands on their sword hilts, as if as long as Verafia said “no,” they would not immediately draw their swords and attack, but would directly seize it with force!
“Why so impatient… However, this stone slab does have Oran’s aura. Well, after opening the seal and adding the magic circle below, it’s not difficult to use it to guide out the City of Blood. Claude, it looks like you have a very skilled sorcerer behind you.”
Verafia seemed to not feel the threat at all, but after carefully looking at it for a while, she nodded her little head with satisfaction.
“Little vampire, give me back what this young lady had originally.”
Ariel hesitated for a moment, took out the half-blood crystal, and reflected a bright blood glow under the moonlight.
Claude’s whistle stopped, and he couldn’t help but rush to snatch it.
Verafia chuckled and took the half-crystal from the girl and joined it with her own.
Instantly, a scarlet red glow spread out, and an irresistible majesty descended!
Claude’s face turned pale, and he couldn’t help but take a step back.
Verafia, with her delicate fair hands, held the large prismatic crystal, but the demonic blood glow could not stain her pure white skin at all.
The girl suddenly raised her little face and shouted.
“Ariel, your blood!”
