The dusk was dim, the night had wiped away the last ray of the setting sun, and the night was like a velvet curtain in a theater, slowly falling.
In the night sky, the moon is dim, the stars are sparse, the evening wind blows gently across the vast land, and a carriage is driving on the plain road.
The mist is flowing, shrouding this gorgeous black carriage, which is pulled by two tall black horses, like a ghost carriage, galloping forward in the thick fog.
The sound of hoofbeats continued, and the horses' eyes glowed red. No one was driving them, but they still did not deviate from the route.
"I'm a little uneasy." In the carriage, Frank's slender eyebrows moved and he said in a low voice.
Kuro shook his head slightly and chuckled: "Sir, you are too sensitive. Those gangsters are completely out of character. I don't believe anyone dares to attack us."
Whoosh!
Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of piercing the air in the lonely wasteland, and a ray of orange light, like a drill, shot through the entire carriage.
puff!
Blood spattered everywhere, the horse screamed and fell to the ground.
The carriage exploded, sawdust flew, and two figures covered in blood stood beside the broken carriage.
"Who is it? Dare to attack us?"
With his hands behind his back, Kuro's pale cheeks were covered with frost, his scarlet vertical pupils scanned the surroundings, and he shouted angrily.
Kuro was very angry. He just said that no one dared to attack, but in the blink of an eye he was slapped in the face.
Suddenly, his body froze, and in the night, a cold gaze fell on him.
As if the tip of a knife was pressed against his neck, cold sweat broke out on Kuro's forehead, and he suddenly felt like a ray of light on his back, and the blood flow in his whole body accelerated slightly.
In the dark night, on a gentle slope not far away, a tall figure could be vaguely seen. He was wearing black leather armor embroidered with gold threads and a red robe.
Alas~
With a sigh, Frank stood in front of Kuro, his scarlet vertical pupils staring at the classical-style knight leather armor on the man not far away and his cold face, and frowned.
"Curo, you go first. Leave this place to me. Be careful, there may be more than one enemy."
Frank warned in a deep voice that he was not in a good mood and came from an unkind person, so it was quite troublesome.
After hesitating slightly, Kuro bowed and stepped back with a sigh of relief. He crossed a hundred meters in a few flashes, walked around here, and moved forward.
He understood what Frank meant, the task was more important.
If a local war is to start in Falorland, it is natural to contact the saints here to cooperate, and Grand Duke Alvis directly commands one-third of the saints in Falorland.
Kuro felt a little regretful in his heart. He vaguely realized that he was the one who caused the trouble, but he did not dare to stay and intervene in this battle.
The enemy that suddenly appeared was no ordinary Dark Duke.
"With your strength, it is impossible for you to be an unknown person. Can you please tell me."
Frank's face was full of blood and he couldn't see his face clearly. He looked at the enemy in front of him, and the enemy gave him a strong sense of danger.
"Carlos."
With a move of his lips, Carlos took two steps forward. A two-meter-long dark golden spear with a simple shape was held in his hand, its powerful aura undisguised.
"Why did you stop me?" Frank's voice was calm. He had never heard of this person.
However, as a veteran Duke, he is used to seeing strong winds and waves, so he is not timid.
Da da da~
Rhythmic footsteps echoed in the wilderness, and on the dark golden gun body, orange-red spiritual energy spread like ripples.
Carrying a spear with orange light flowing in his hand, Carlos came to stand forty meters in front of the Blood Duke: "It's useless to talk more, I'll lend you your life!"
It seems there's nothing good can be done.
Frank's face turned cold when he heard this, he raised his hands wearing white gloves slightly, and dense illusory eyes appeared on the black tights on his body.
Phew~
He put his palms together, and the blood mist surged and spread like a vast ocean.
The blood gathered at his feet, forming a pattern of tulips.
"Blood is my slave, death is your destination!"
Duke Frank of the Bruch clan pressed his palm, and drops of blood flew up, turning into knives, swords, guns, halberds and other weapons in the air.
It shoots straight from the sky to the ground, emitting countless frightening sky-piercing screams, just like tens of thousands of strong bows and crossbows sending out thousands of sharp arrows, one by one, and pouring down crazily in an instant!
Not only that, but in the large mass of blood mist that lingered, countless twisted black shadows rushed out one after another.
They bared their teeth and claws, their limbs were deformed, and they rushed forward like a group of innocent souls demanding their lives.
There was no temptation, and it was a killing move. Frank's attack was powerful and powerful.
Marquis Grover, who was killed by Michelle, relied on the source blood and blood sacrifices of villagers, and the power after activating Blood Boundary was only so much.
hey-hey!
Facing such a violent attack, Carlos smiled contemptuously, and a huge fire dragon head pattern appeared from behind him.
Roar!
A dragon roar shook the earth, and orange-red flames burned on the tip of the dark golden spear.
"drink!"
Carlos picked up the spear, roared angrily, and took a step forward. His temperament changed. The terrifying evil aura and bloody aura were as real as the essence, and the fierce power of Yama was undisguised.
The shadows and resentments rushing toward him stopped immediately. These ghosts and remnants of the dead did not dare to come forward again. A flash of shock flashed across Frank's face.
God, how many creatures must have been killed to have such a strong smell of evil and blood.
However, the countless swords, spears, swords and halberds formed by the condensed blood energy in the air still burst down, and the roaring sound of breaking through the air made people's scalp numb.
"kill!"
Carlos had no fear on his face, his eyes were cold, and the surging spiritual energy was concentrated on the burning tip of the spear. He waved his arm, and the tip of the spear slashed into the air with great sharpness.
Whoosh!
A forty-foot-long, dazzling orange-red, crescent-like spear light pierced the sky and swept across the air.
Clang Clang Clang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing continued continuously, countless bloody weapons were cut into two pieces, and the orange-red crescent illuminated a radius of several hundred meters.
Suddenly, there was a bang, the crescent moon exploded into pieces, and the Gangfeng Qi Blade swept across, shattering all the weapons condensed with blood energy in the air!
Carlos, who had defused a wave of attacks, held a gun with one hand, and beating runes appeared on his knight's leather armor.
clatter!
With one foot cracking the ground and his body galloping like a phantom, Carlos the Lancer rushed towards the Blood Duke with unparalleled murderous intent.
Looking at the ghostly approaching spearmen, Frank's face was very solemn, and red streaks were swimming on his body.
With a clang, blood-colored armor covered his body, and a sword burning with blood flames was held in his hand.
clang!
Sparks flew everywhere, the tip of the gun collided with the blade of the sword, and red and orange lights intertwined. Carlos and Frank looked at each other and could feel each other's strength and murderous intent.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and two circles of light spread out at the same time, with a radius of 100 meters. The orange-red flames and the crimson sea of blood each occupied half of the area, and they continued to collide with each other...
On the other side, Marquis Clow also encountered another evil star.
