"It seems that they have discovered the shortcomings of the Blood Storm!" The Earl felt a pang of regret when he saw that the Blood Storm had not been launched for a long time, and he was afraid that he would have to lose a lot of zombies.

The Earl stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a demon tiger zombie not far from him was easily caught in his hand, and the demon tiger who had recovered part of his sanity under the influence of the soul divine power was unwilling to give in easily, and opened his mouth to bite the earl's hand.

"Tsk, disobedient zombies have no value in existence, so it's not a pity to think about it this way. The Earl sneered and put his hands together, and a huge coercion appeared between his hands, and the vicious Demon Tiger Zombie was crushed into a ball of blood before he could even let out a miserable howl.

"That's all?" The Earl looked at the blood ball in his hand that was not much bigger than an egg, and shook his head helplessly, after being transformed into a zombie creature, the blood on his body would be greatly reduced, and there was no way to do it.

"It seems that there are only a few more zombies to sacrifice, so I just took this opportunity to sift through them. The Count glanced up at the zombies around him.

Deterred by the tragic death of the Blur Zombie, the surrounding zombies all took a few steps back in fear after sensing the Count's gaze.

"It's a shame that there are so many zombies who have regained their senses!" the Count couldn't help but be a little surprised to see that the number of zombies that reacted was about one-third of the total. It seems that he still underestimated the influence of the soul divine power, and although it was only a wisp, it still caused his zombie army to suffer heavy losses.

"But it's better than being turned against you when you fight the enemy. The Earl smiled self-deprecatingly, and with a flick of his finger, the blood ball flew into the surrounding zombies, exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

Every time the blood mist comes into contact with a zombie, a series of silent explosions will immediately occur, and the blood mist generated by the explosion will immediately envelop the zombie in it, and after a while, the zombie will become part of the blood mist and continue to spread around. The churning mist of blood was as turbulent as boiling hot water.

As zombies are wrapped and exploded into the blood mist, the entire world of shadows becomes a blood-colored world.

"It's too big now, I'm afraid the world of shadows will also be polluted, and it's super troublesome to purify!" As the blood mist around him became thicker and thicker, the Earl was a little out of strength for a while, but the terrifying magic backlash was carried down by him after all.

"What is the Count doing, can't he just play self-harm when a storm of blood forms in the realm of magic?"

"I'm afraid he's making enough blood for the Bloodstorm. Alfie said with a gloomy face.

The Earl is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, and this courage to sacrifice the zombie army to create a storm of blood makes Alfie feel smacked, God knows how many blood resources it took so many zombies to be created, and they were sacrificed by a third so easily. If Alfie knew that he had more than half of the credit for this, I don't know how he would feel.

"In any case, we must not allow those blood flowers to combine with the blood mist created by the Earl. Coughren said with some flustery. He suddenly felt that the picture in front of him was so familiar, as if it had appeared at some point. There's no doubt that his damn talent is unknowingly at work again.

"What happened?" Alfie asked bluntly. Coughlon's panicked look was anything but good, especially after learning about his damn talent, and the bad feeling in Alfie's heart became more and more apparent.

"Nothing!" replied Coughlon angrily and anxiously. When he used the oracle to continue the previous picture, the oracle failed again. It was already a surprise that his talent could be activated once in the world of shadows, but unfortunately, the results of the oracle were of no use other than to increase the fear of the people.

"Regardless, step up your defenses, especially beware of the Earl using spatial magic to directly teleport those blood mist into the realm of magic. Leni's suggestion was met with an enthusiastic response from the other three magicians.

"It seems that the launch of the Blood Storm is inevitable, we better think about how to escape from it!" Alfie breathed a sigh of relief.

Sometimes no outcome is the best outcome, at least proving that they still have a chance of escaping the Bloodstorm. If the oracle directly predicts the death of everyone, then they are truly dead!

However, Alfie is very optimistic about the defense measures suggested by Leni, since the oracle has made a prediction, no matter what the blood storm will happen, it is better to save it for escape than to waste energy to prevent it from happening. There has never been a single precedent in history for escaping a Bloodstorm, not to mention that they are facing an unprecedented, full-length version of the Bloodstorm.

"Even so, it's not appropriate to sit and die, is it? we can't wait passively for the Count's next move. Leni consulted with several others.

"We must not give up resistance!" Rebecca voted for Lenny.

"Try it anyway. Catherine glanced at Alfie, "We don't seem to have a better way to escape, we can only try to defend ourselves." ”

"Agreed. Coco looked at Alfie apologetically and said, remembering that this was the first time he had objected to Alfie's opinion.

"I don't care, it's just a suggestion. Alfie shrugged, he didn't have this opportunity to test the oracle's intentions, although the countless previous blood experiences had proved the accuracy of the oracle, Alfie still didn't give up.

Under the urging of the four magic sanctuary, the four-series trapped dragon array under their feet began to operate, and the yellow, blue, blue, and red lights lit up one after another, and the entire magic realm began to be filled with a strange law power. Under the influence of this rule, except for the people who were protected by the miniature castle, everything in the magical space seemed to be still, and the blood flowers fluttering in the sky were silently stagnant in mid-air.

"The power of this rule is ......" Everyone was surprised by the power of this law that suddenly appeared, even the four magic holy realms were no exception, this was clearly already a law of space, and no one could understand why the law of time appeared after the four systems of trapped dragon arrays were launched at the same time.

"How did you do that?" asked Coughlon stammering. After the advent of the law of time, he could no longer remain silent. It was beyond the realm of the Demon Gold Sanctuary and belonged to the power that only the gods could possibly grasp.

"We don't know. The four Magic Sanctuaries shook their heads in unison, even the most powerful among them, Catherine, had only just been promoted to the Mithril Sanctuary, and the law of space was something as tall as they couldn't touch for the time being.

"It seems that the problem lies in the four-system trapped dragon formation, and it is possible that this back-up move left by Kenobi can only deal with the Mithril Sanctuary. Alfie speculated. With his understanding of Kenobi, knowing that the black dragon might be able to advance to the Demon Gold Sanctuary, leaving a four-series trapped dragon array that could only deal with the Mithril realm was definitely not in line with his style.