Chapter 893: The Sacrifice of Life (Page 1/1)

A bloody light shot out from the dungeon in the center of the magic array, and then a crack began to appear on the surface of the dungeon, and soon the crack spread like a spider's web to every corner of the dungeon.

What will happen next is obvious, the earth trapped dragon array supported by Catherine can no longer trap the earl.

"Mr. Coughron, can you do something?" asked Septant anxiously. His heart was beating fast, and it was a fear that came from within.

Blood light constantly seeped out of the cracks, and each blood light contained a palpitating power, and that power was the power that belonged to the demons.

As a believer in the Lord of Light who has always been opposed to the demons, Celent is extremely sensitive to the breath of the demons, although he has never been in contact with the real demons before, he still immediately instinctively discerns the source of the power in the blood light, which comes from the deep and bottomless demon world.

Coughlon's situation at the moment is not much stronger than that of Celent, as the real high-level of the Holy See, the influence of the demon aura on him is greater, although it has the support of the Divine Magic Array and the Four Sleepy Dragon Array, but the demonic energy emitted by the earl at this time is obviously above the power of the magic array, under the suppression of attribute restraint, it is now extremely difficult to even move his fingers.

Coughlon is now desperately invoking the energy in the Divine Magic Array and the Four Trapped Dragon Arrays to fight against the demon power emitted by the blood light, protecting everyone in the magic array from being eroded by the demon aura, and he is powerless to make any response to Serent's request.

Coughlun learned from the Holy See's secret texts that unless they reached the level above the Demon Gold Sanctuary, or had a treasure against the demonic energy, they would not be contaminated by the demonic energy, otherwise any creature that came into contact with the demonic energy would be polluted by the demonic energy in a very short period of time, lose its self-consciousness and transform into the lowest demon race who only knew killing and destruction.

Compared to the unheard-of terrifying power of demonic energy, the way the blood clan transformed ordinary people into low-level blood clans was actually a simple version that was weakened by an unknown number of times.

Speaking of which, the way of transforming creatures into low-level demons is similar to the undead disaster, but the demon energy is more low-key and introverted, and it often makes people hit without realizing it, far less powerful than when the undead disaster is launched, but it is more hidden and dangerous, and it is impossible to prevent it.

What Coughren is doing now is to prevent everyone from being transformed into low-level demons by demonic energy, for the withering Ariant continent, these people are precious combat power, and they can't be given up so easily.

"Little guy, it's too late to think about it now, your big savior is still hard to protect himself!" The blood light in the dungeon in the center of the magic array suddenly soared, and the dungeon that had been eroded by the blood light collapsed instantly, and the earl walked out of it with a bloody laugh like a demon bathed in blood, and the previous elegant aristocratic temperament was replaced by a violent and ferocious aura.

As the dungeon shattered, Catherine spurted out a mouthful of blood, and as soon as the blood left her mouth, it turned into a pitch black, and then turned into a black blood mist that began to wrap around her.

Seeing this, Coughlon's face changed drastically, he never expected that the Earl would choose Catherine, the strongest among the people, as a breakthrough, and take advantage of the opportunity to destroy the dungeon to severely damage Catherine.

Coughren stretched out his hand and tried to tap in Catherine's direction, and the Divine Magic Array under his feet immediately sent a ball of holy divine power in the direction of the Earth Trapped Dragon Array, building a sacred wall in front of Catherine, temporarily protecting Catherine in it.

"Hmph! I can't help myself!" the Count snorted coldly, and a powerful force of the law of gravity suddenly appeared around Kauflon, striking at him. It was as if he had been hit hard, and the finger had almost exhausted his physical strength, and he had no strength to resist in the face of the Count's surprise attack.

The Earl's attack on the law of gravity in Kofren became stronger and stronger, and under the influence of gravity, Couffren's body bent down like a shrimp, but his head was still raised proudly, and he stared at the Count with his teeth clenched, without the slightest sign of giving in or relaxing.

The Earl's face showed a surprised expression, judging by Couffren's poor track record, he did not seem to be a man of strong will, and to put it mildly, Couffren's usual behavior was even a little cowardly. But it is such a cowardly fellow, but at this time, with impressive courage, is making the last stubborn resistance.

"Interesting~" The blood-colored earl had a cat-and-mouse expression on his face. It seemed to him that everyone had been firmly suppressed by him, and that he could end it all at any time if he wanted to, but Kauflon's unexpected performance aroused his interest, and a cruel plan came out of his heart, and he was ready to play with Kauflon.

The Count wants to let all know what is going on against him, and there is nothing more devastating than watching hope be stifled little by little, and nothing is more thrilling than watching everyone fall into despair.

The Count had made up his mind, and a cruel expression appeared on his face, and he did not see any movement, but Coughlon felt the gravity on his body suddenly increase a little, if he had been able to act with all his might, now he began to have difficulty even breathing. Every puff of air in his mouth was as sticky as a piece of butter, clogging his ribcage and leaving him almost breathless.

In the eyes of the others, a strange tunnel appeared between the Earl and Couffren, and this inexplicable tunnel was like substance, as if it separated the two of them into another dimension. In the stunned eyes of everyone, Kauflon's body seemed to be under all-round pressure, and began to twist and shrink continuously, and in a few breaths, Kauflon's figure shrank by almost a third, looking ridiculous like an elongated dwarf.

Beads of blood seeped through Coughlon's skin like sweat, soaking his robes a bright red. Amazingly, every drop of Kauvren's blood glowed with a layer of pure holy light, making him look miserable but holy like a blood-colored angel.

"Sacrifice of life!" shouted Celent incredulously. He saw in Coughren's body the casting characteristics of this divine magic.

It is a divine magic that exists only in legends, and Celent has read almost all the books of the Holy See, and has only read about this mysterious magic in an unknown text, but does not know the spell of this magic.

According to that text, life sacrifice is essentially a kind of auxiliary magic, which is sacrificed to the Lord of Light by burning the life of the caster, and temporarily exchanging a spell casting ability from the Lord of Light, which allows the caster to cast a powerful divine magic beyond his own ability.

The reason why Sellent exclaimed in such a gaffe was because he understood that "Life Sacrifice" was an irreversible art of life, and as long as this magic was released, it meant that the caster had completely sacrificed his life, and there was no possibility of recovery.

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