Seeing the people around him fall, even the cardinal archbishop, everyone showed extremely painful expressions in the snow and mist. Jia Zhengjin also felt that breathing was particularly difficult, and there seemed to be a powerful force in the red blood mist frantically extracting the strength from his body.

"What's going on, my magic is dwindling!" said Ralanimon, lying on the ground, limply.

"I don't know why, I feel so tired!" Frey put her hands on the ground, also looking tired.

Michikris, Lizza, Emmaris, Hardiwell, and all the soldiers, priests, cardinals, and even Jia Zhengjin felt the same way.

"What's going on?" Not to mention fighting, he didn't even have the strength to stand up, Jia Zhengjin was very surprised. He was immune to magic below the eighth order, so why did he get hit?

"This is the Blood Sacrifice Ritual!" the Cardinal Archbishop's face was ugly, "In the end, we still can't stop it?" The minions of the evil god sacrifice with blood, and after absorbing all the blood, their strength will increase by leaps and bounds! During the ceremony, any creature other than vampires will be drained of power within the sacrifice range, making the main priest stronger. After the ceremony, we will not be able to recover our combat effectiveness in a short time, and we will definitely die!"

"How can we stop it, Lord Bishop?" asked Frey hurriedly.

"Unless you can get close to the presiding priest and take advantage of the fact that he is unable to move while he is fused with blood, attack the vital point and destroy him!" replied the cardinal, "but...... The ritual has begun, and any living creature other than vampires will be drained of power within this range. We...... Big trouble!"

"In other words, we are going to die this time?" Lizza's face changed.

"It's our honor to give our lives for Lord Paris!, but we can't stop the blood sacrifice ceremony, and it's our greatest fault!" The cardinal barely supported his body with a magic wand, "The mana drains too fast to use any magic!" If this continues, a new vampire lord will appear, and the resurrection of the evil god will get closer and closer......"

"Rees, what are you doing?!" saw the female knight struggling to stand up with her sword propped up, gritting her teeth and staggering forward, Frey hurriedly shouted.

"I'm not reconciled......," Michikris had barely taken two steps when his legs went limp. However, he immediately stood up and said, "I'm going to stop him......"

"Let's ...... together" Lizza also struggled to get up, but the blood mist absorbed energy so quickly that it was difficult for them to even stand still.

Several other members of the Future God Mercenary Regiment, when they saw Misikris and Lizzra gritting their teeth and walking forward, also got up and staggered forward.

"We can't afford to lose!" The soldiers lying on the ground around them were greatly encouraged and struggled to get up. If you really can't do it, just crawl forward with your hands and feet.

This scene gave courage to the cardinal archbishop behind him, as well as to the priests.

"Yes, we can't give up!" the cardinal also stood up with all his might, "for the sake of Lord Paris, for the sake of the light!"

"For Lord Paris! For the light!!" everyone in the room shouted in unison, stumbling and moving inside.

How can you act like a madman? When Jia Zhengjin saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a little enthusiastic. But immediately one more thing came to mind: "There is a defensive barrier in it, even if you go in, it's useless!"

No one listened to him, and a group of soldiers, mercenaries, and priests were like mollusks, sweating in various positions, walking, crawling, and even rolling to the room where the pool of blood was.

Jia Zhengjin was helpless, so he could only staggered in.

Inside the room, Havana and Olivia had long since fallen to one side, motionless as their strength had been drained.

The six members of the Future God Mercenary Group who arrived later were blocked by the defensive barrier after arriving, and the soldiers, priests, and cardinal archbishops behind arrived one after another, and after finding that there was a defensive barrier, they weakly beat with the sword and magic staff in their hands, but it had no effect.

In the pool of blood, Prince Marta floated in the air, and the bright red blood below formed a vortex to surround him, constantly pouring into his body. At the same time, the magic power and energy that everyone outside was extracted was also mixed into the blood at an astonishing speed, and was quickly absorbed by him.

The absorbed people are getting weaker and weaker, but Prince Marta's feelings are getting stronger and stronger!

"Damn! Don't stop it...... It's too late!" The cardinal desperately struck the defensive barrier with his magic staff, "Break it for me!"

However, the defensive enchantment did not move, and he could not gather enough magic power to cast his magic.

"Struggle!" Prince Marta in the blood-colored vortex looked down at everyone and let out a smug laugh, "While you are still alive, struggle desperately!

"It's clear that the caster is dead, why is the defensive barrier still there?" Jia Zhengjin was a little angry, what was the point of working so hard to kill Ofaro?

"Hahaha~" Prince Marta laughed wildly a few times and ignored it.

"Forget it!" Seeing that so many people were attacking the defensive barrier in a senseless manner, Havana lay on the sidelines, looking like he had given up, "It's useless! This defensive barrier can only be freely entered and exited by vampires and spellcasters, or forcibly broken by those who understand the principle." The blood has already begun, and there is nothing we can do!Without this defensive barrier, he is in the most vulnerable condition now, and a silver arrow can kill him!But it's useless to say anything......"

"I don't believe it!" Misikris struck the defensive barrier with his sword weakly, "I don't believe that this barrier can't be broken!"

Although the others didn't say anything, they all followed Ding Lingdang and kept attacking with weapons.

"What a pathetic ant~" Prince Marta squinted and smiled, "But the spirit is commendable!When I successfully complete the blood sacrifice ceremony, I can consider taking you as slaves!I am honored!You will serve the new generation of blood leader Marta Wilson!"

"Is there really no other way to break the defensive barrier?" Jia Zhengjin looked at Havana with difficulty, "It's clear that even the caster has been killed!"

"Looks like there's really no way!" Havana looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, Lord Keane......!

"What?" Jia Zhengjin looked at him suspiciously.

"Aren't you the Archmagister of the Space Department, and you shouldn't be stumped by this defensive circle, right?" Havana said with a struggle, "Or did you do it on purpose?"

"What are you talking about?" Havana's words attracted all the attention of the others, and the cardinal looked at Jia Zhengjin with wide eyes.

"Lord Keane, I don't know why you've been hiding it, so don't play at this time, right?" Havana looked at him and said, "It's everyone's life!"

Jia Zhengjin said in his heart, I play with yarn, if it's a real space department archmage, I still need this, if I can go in......

Wait, I think I can go in!