Do not confiscate my citizenship

Chapter 840: The End of the Story with a Meeting with Frey
In the chaos of the collapse of the suspended buildings in the foggy area of ​​Blood Moon City.

"What I want to say is, Ulises, you are pitiful."

Hyperion looked at Ulysses jokingly, as if telling him that her life was easy and she didn't even bother to even look at a useless person like Ulysses.

Ulises's disturbed mind could no longer perfectly control the summoned creature.

"I don't agree! No one would like you like this! If he likes you who are so evil, he won't like you who are as pure as falling snow. You are lying to me."

Ulises' face was distorted, his eyes burning with anger that could almost burn everything, and his body was surrounded by vampire magic, so strong that it almost distorted the space around him.

The girl's face, which was unable to conceal her emotions even under her demonic appearance, said it all.

There really was a man who opened her heart.

It doesn't seem like she's lying.

"If we keep fighting, you invaders will go from dying quickly to dying slowly!"

Ulises' finger was like a paintbrush, but the tip of the brush was dipped in blood. He painted freely in the air. With each stroke, flames rose into the sky. The crimson abyss burned fiercely, and in an instant it engulfed the floating building where Hyperion was.

No one can break the situation!
Once the Scorpion-tailed Witch, who was holding him back with this overdrawn power, ran out of strength, that would be the time when the collapse would begin again!
The red tongues of fire spread as if they had life, greedily devouring everything.

In the center of the sea of ​​fire, Hyperion ran indifferently, with amber mist floating in the corners of her eyes.

Her steps felt like they were walking on the edge of a knife, and the raging fire could engulf her at any time.

When Ulysses was about to chase and attack, Hyperion took the lead and transformed into a hidden ink line shadow and moved forward at a speed unimaginable for ordinary people. In the blink of an eye, she was in front of Ulysses.

Before the tenth ancestor Ulysses could react, the scorpion-tail dagger in Hyperion's hand stabbed straight at his head with such force that it seemed to tear Ulysses' face off alive!

Ulises managed to avoid it by turning his head, but Hyperion still cut his cheek again, and blood immediately flowed out.

Hyperion showed no intention of stopping.

She grinned, her smile was strange and twisted, and her eyes were filled with a frightening cold light.

Hyperion tightly grasped the family heirloom scorpion-tail dagger and stabbed Ulysses' head repeatedly. No matter how much blood splattered, it could not affect her increasingly crazy eyes.

During the moment they fought, the collapse of the surrounding buildings became more and more intense, roars came from the void, rubble fell like raindrops, and the raging sea of ​​fire could engulf everything at any time.

"You crazy woman!!"

There was a trace of struggle in Ulysses' eyes, but he finally gritted his teeth and the blood and magic power in his body surged, and the spreading blood wave pushed fiercely towards Hyperion.

He had to temporarily take back most of the energy and magic power from the Blood Eagle and Blood Bear, but the blood that had been allocated could not be recovered for the time being, and even if he got it back, it would not be so fast.

Hyperion was caught off guard and was blown away by this close-range telekinesis, and only stopped after falling heavily onto the distant ruins.

"Protecting friends..."

Hyperion stood up shakily, not fearing the pain.

Her eyes were fixed on Ulises with the intent to kill.

"Get down, you ugly, dirty thing!"

Ulysses was a little caught off guard by Hyperion's sudden strength.

He was fighting in multiple threads and his body was too weak, so he was hit by such a duke lady.

Blood mist surged around Ulysses, and he actually wanted to control the drawn sea of ​​Blood King's divine fire and turn it into a power under his control.

Hyperion could sense the burning heat sweeping across the entire foggy area, and knew that Ulysses would have to fight with even greater force than before.

"Then let's see who will fall first."

Hyperion's eyes were as sharp as knives at this moment. She howled to the sky, uttering a devilish war cry that blasphemed the Lord, and suddenly rushed forward with her right hand raised. Her five fingers were like hooks, and the fingertips flashed with a sharp cold light.

When Ulysses saw that Hyperion was not afraid and was coming to kill him again, he was stunned at first, and then he became furious.

As the tenth ancestor, how could he have ever been provoked by such an opponent?
Ulysses' scarlet eyes burned with rage, and the Blood King's divine fire painted around his body surged, transforming into a fire snake under his control that swept forward, ready to tear the Scorpion-tailed Witch in front of him into pieces at any time.

……

Southwest side of Blood Moon City.

The Hall of Extinction was filled with smoke and flames shot up into the sky.

The figures of Marquis Somerset and Blood Bear stood proudly in the center of the battlefield.

Each of their attacks was carried with destructive force, tearing the earth apart and shattering the rocks.

Antanas and Shinola were both seriously injured, and Pranay was buried under the rubble, his life or death unknown.

Just when the three great demons were about to be completely crushed, the bloody giant bear seemed to have its strings cut. Its movements became slow and stiff, its huge body was crumbling, and the fierce light in its eyes gradually dimmed.

It lost its target and looked around blankly.

"Ulises?"

The Marquis of Somerset noticed something unusual about the giant bear next to him and glanced sideways in confusion.

At this critical moment of life and death, Antanas somehow got the willpower from nowhere and struggled to climb up from the ruins again.

She was covered in blood, she gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and began to cast healing and shield magic.

In the ruins behind Somerset, Sinora, who was lying on the ground seriously injured and dying, saw Antanas' actions. After being treated, he felt that his hands and legs, which were about to break, could move again.

She grabbed the sickle, and when the Marquis Somerset was about to attack Antanas, she burst out with all her strength, and the sickle in her hand slashed with a cold light that could cut through mountains and slashed at the Marquis Somerset's back.

The sharp blade whizzed through the air with a killing momentum, injuring the Marquis Somerset, causing Somerset to stagger forward a few steps in shock and anger.

"Well done, Shinora."

Appearing at some unknown time, on one side of the edge of the battlefield, Pranay gently raised his palm.

Black flames surged in the direction that Pranai pointed. The next moment, the Hall of Annihilation began to shake violently. The fire of the abyss gushed out from the ground, circling and interweaving in the air to form a spiral tornado.

"How come you're not dead? Didn't I hit you hard enough?"

The figure of the Marquis Somerset was instantly engulfed in the roiling black flames. Only the roar of the Marquis Somerset was heard coming from the tornado, and black smoke raged around the Marquis Somerset.

"elder brother?!"

Shinora looked towards the figure.

She had thought that Planai had almost died trying to help her and Antanas stop the Marquis of Somerset.

Then Shinola became a little angry.

This guy actually still has reservations.

Just now, I have been using the power of the Lord of Skeletons and treating my clone as my first life to fight Somerset.

"It's great that you're okay."

Antanas wiped her tears with a mixture of anger and laughter, and covered herself and Shinora with a healing spell.

Pranay, who was as good at hiding and running away as Hyperion, unknowingly replaced her original body with an avatar during the battle. Her original body hid in the dark and waited for the opportunity to strike, creating an opportunity for them to control Marquis Somerset, allowing Antanas and Sinora to recover quickly.

Despite this, they knew that the battle would still be dangerous.

The aura of Marquis Somerset was so strong that it made Antanas' heart palpitate. As long as the bloody giant bear regained its will, the three of them would be in danger of death.

……

Temporary camp on the west side.

When Abigail saw that the blood-red giant eagle had lost control, she immediately got up and controlled the mechanical assistant to repair the barrier.

The base was badly damaged, and she needed to repair it as soon as possible, get her companions in touch again, and share the vision intelligence with everyone.

“That was a close call, meow!”

Boss Cat timidly emerged from Abigail's shadow.

Its spell can only protect Abigail for a limited number of times. If the blood-red giant eagle swoops down a few more times, the temporary camp might really be doomed.

Patton now has the pressure relieved and can focus on fighting the vampire Count again.

Even though the Blood Eagle had already caused him considerable injuries, he seemed to have unloaded the weight of his training and was able to deal with the Blood Count with greater ease.

In less than a few minutes, Abigail and her mechanical assistants had made preliminary repairs to the camp and had the mechanical corps start automated reinforcement construction.

"Okay, I'm back to normal."

Abigail pressed the last button and brought the cat boss to the depths of the mechanical camp, looking at the light curtain cast by the mechanical assistant in front of the workbench.

She looked at the intermittent communication signal, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Meow meow meow? Meow meow meow!"

The cat boss was clinging to Abigail's shoulder, and he knew what Abigail was looking at first.

It's looking at the same place.

What they were most concerned about was what happened on Hyperion's side when the communication was cut off just now, which caused the blood-red giant eagle to suddenly stop.

Except for Hyperion's pupils which are still amber, the rest of her has become very much like a girlish version of Lord Blasphemy.

At the same time, she is also extremely powerful.

"Are you all right? Abigail, the cat boss."

The moment the communication was restored, Lanqi's voice rang again in Abigail and Boss Cat's ears.

He was still fighting with Lachar while getting in touch with the camp.

The communication was interrupted just now, and Lanqi was obviously very anxious, but apart from delaying Lachar and preventing him from going to other battlefields or triggering the annihilation mode, he couldn't go anywhere else to help.

The only thing he could do now was to ensure that the third ancestor, Lachar, the strongest ninth-level person in Blood Moon City, could not play any role.

"Well, we have no problem. I will share the real-time intelligence with you."

Abigail said this, and first gave Lanqi the situation captured by Hyperion's mechanical messenger.

The other battlefields were not much different from before the communication was cut off. She could give a brief oral description. The biggest changes were undoubtedly on Hyperion's side and the battlefield of the Hall of Annihilation.

“…I was wondering why Mr. Cat could sing such a happy song. It turns out that you, Hyperion, have become so brave.”

There was a genuine sense of relief and tenderness in Lanqi's voice, as if he was speaking to Hyperion from across the air.

"Lanqi, do you have any ideas?"

Abigail looked around at the battle situations on various battlefields and was at a loss as to what to do. She could only ask Lanqi.

Although the situation has been managed to be stabilized everywhere and saved from the brink of collapse, the heavy burden now falls on Hyperion.

This is a temporary solution that will only lead to total failure if any point is lost in any area.

At the moment, it seems that the one who is most likely to collapse first on their side is Hyperion, who fought at overload and forcibly blocked the powerful enemy, the Tenth Ancestor Ulysses.

Even if they could hold on a little better than Hyperion in every other battlefield, they were still at a great disadvantage and could not break through their opponents, except for Sigrid.

"I actually thought about the worst-case scenario, which is to let Taliyah ignore me and go to other places to provide support. However, if I deal with Rashar at the same time and provide Taliyah with mana... Let's not consider the risks first. It will make me lose the possibility of defeating Rashar in the end. It may also make Rashar run to other battlefields. I can't hold him back alone... If I must say, now I can only hope that Sigrid will defeat Marquis Helither first. In this way, Rashar will lose the protection of Blood Moon City for a short time, and Taliyah and I can beat him to a weak state, and then free Sigrid and Taliyah so that they can go to support other battlefields."

Lanqi analyzed quickly.

"..."

Abigail thought for a moment.

It's a tightrope walk for both sides now.

No matter which side wins or loses on any battlefield, it will radiate to the overall situation and cause the balance of victory to tilt rapidly.

It depends on who falls first, Marquis Helitiel or Hyperion.

"No, Hyperion will definitely fall first."

Abigail contrasted the images of Chehan Palace and the chaotic void in the south.

No matter how you look at it, Hyperion will be the first to give up.

Hyperion not only had to hold on until Marquis Helither fell, but also had to hold on until Sigrid successfully came to her rescue.

"Damn you vampires, this isn't fair at all."

Abigail spoke angrily, tears welling up from her eyes.

Marquis Helitiel had infinite life, and Sigrid could only injure her.

And Hyperion will really die.

Gambling your life with the vampires is always the most unprofitable thing.

She didn't want to see Hyperion die. Even though they had only known each other for a short time, she couldn't accept the outcome that Hyperion, who had tried her best to protect them, was the first to die.

"Try to share the situation with Sigrid."

Lanci alerts Abigail remotely.

His voice also carried emotions that were not there before, ups and downs that were difficult to conceal, making him no longer absolutely calm.

"Wouldn't that disturb Sigrid?"

Abigail asked, but she was already doing what Lanqi said.

At times like this, she would not hesitate, but would have absolute trust in her companions.

……

The completely cold ice area.

The blasts of air created by Sigrid's fists and feet shattered the surrounding ice crystals.

"Don't think you can hold me back with this little trick."

Sigrid shouted, and her fist, carrying hot wind, blasted towards Helithir.

Helitiel's figure instantly disappeared and flashed to the other side. Sigrid's fist passed through the afterimage of her body and hit the ice, causing ice fragments to splash everywhere.

Suddenly, the cold air in Chehan Palace began to gather again, trying to freeze Sigrid.

Sigrid slid away and looked at the star map circling above Helitiel's head, and was sure that Helitiel had found the best position in advance again.

"Your brute strength is meaningless in front of me."

Heritil waved her staff, and a wall of twilight rose from the ground to block Sigrid's pursuit.

Sigrid snorted disdainfully and kicked the magic barrier to pieces.

But Helitiel disappeared again, and her ability to become invisible made it impossible for Sigrid to lock on her.

There were many icicles in the Chehan Palace, and the air was filled with freezing cold. The two were chasing and dodging in this maze made of ice.

Sigrid's movements were so swift, but each time she was just a hair's breadth away, and Helitir slipped from her fingertips like an elusive puff of smoke.

The divination attribute is the rarest and most difficult attribute to deal with. If a bishop-level astrologer simply wants to delay her by passively avoiding battle, it can be said that it is too difficult to deal with.

The seventh ancestor Helithir appeared and disappeared from time to time, and every dodge was just right under the guidance of the star map. The more impatient Sigrid became, the more helpless she became.

From the beginning of the war until now, the two have been in a stalemate and neither can do anything to the other.

Sigrid's only advantage is that she is at full health, while Helitir is consuming mana.

Sigrid, who had no special spells to search for the enemy, found it difficult to hit Helithir, whose mana had not been exhausted, as Helithir had no intention of attacking.

The seventh ancestor Helitiel cunningly used the characteristics of the Chehan Palace, combined with her own superb ability of virtualization and prediction, and actually managed to hold Sigrid here.

If this continues, and if the other battlefields can no longer hold up, it will be meaningless even if she defeats Helitiel.

Sigrid looked around. Undercurrents were surging beneath the ice, reflecting the figures of the two people.

Although Helitiel is elusive when it disappears, its reflection on the water surface is real.

Sigrid's mind raced, and she punched the ice beneath her feet!
With a loud bang, the ice shattered and an undercurrent gushed out.

Sigrid then leaped up and punched with lightning speed, aiming directly at the reflection of Helithir.

Heliti's pupils shrank and the star map gave her a warning. She wanted to dodge, but was a step too slow.

Although Sigrid's punch did not hit directly, the strong wind from the punch was like substance, which shattered Helither's ethereal body.

"I really can't underestimate you, Ba Jiaojiao. If I can give you enough power of faith, I'm afraid you can be promoted to the ninth level."

With a calm face, Helitiel forced himself to concentrate, consuming a large amount of magic power.

Sigrid seized the opportunity and rushed to Heliril in an instant, punching her in the face with the force of a mountain.

Hritiel disappeared again.

Sigrid looked around vigilantly, only to see Heritil's shadow appearing in all directions at the same time.

"I really want to call Merogas over to beat you up!"

Sigrid roared and burst out with all her strength again. A strong wind surged around her body, shattering all the phantoms.

If it were Merogas who was proficient in both physical and magical skills, he might have some means to hit Helitir.

This time, the shadow of Helitier did not disappear, but became clearer, the illusion became more real, and the Chehan Palace turned into an endless mirror world.

"Give it up, Tyrannical Catholic."

From all directions came the voice of Heritel, full of mockery and disdain.
"If you can catch me with just anger and brute force, then you must be at least level nine in the divine realm."

She continued to walk Sigrid around, and the remaining mana was enough for her to hold Sigrid back.

Even if her magic power was consumed too quickly, she had to make Sigrid see that her magic power was endless in order to disrupt Sigrid's mind.

Before Sigrid could attack Helitir again.

Sigrid suddenly stopped and listened silently to the restored communication sound in her ear.

"Sigrid, Hyperion needs your support..."

Abigail contacted the Catholic Tyrant of Chehan Palace and asked her to make it short. At the same time, she shared the real-time audio and video of Hyperion with Sigrid so that Sigrid could hear the battle situation on Hyperion's side.

"Hyperion, facing the true form of the Tenth Ancestor Ulysses alone...? How can Hyperion win?"

Sigrid stared at the projection screen that the mechanical messenger temporarily lowered and muttered.

She had a clear understanding of Hyperion's strength. Even if Hyperion could overdraw her life and go berserk for a short period of time, she would never be able to truly fight against the tenth ancestor, Marquis Ulysses. Hyperion was undoubtedly fighting with Ulysses every minute and every second with the determination to die.

"Yes, the princess will probably die soon. Her death star is shining brightly."

Heritir looked up at the sky and smiled as she spoke to Sigrid.

The more anxious Sigrid was, the harder it was for her to catch her, and her movements became more and more violent. From the very beginning, she had been mocking this brute wolf girl whose brains were all about muscles.

This battle of delay is more psychological than confrontational.

"...!!!"

Sigrid's anger boiled like lava, her purple pupils began to be filled with silver, and her whole body was shining with blazing silver light.

Faced with the ever-unpredictable Hritiel, she finally reached the limit of her patience.

"That's enough, let's end it!"

Sigrid roared, raised her hands high, and clenched them into fists, like a hammer of punishment from the gods.

The next moment, Sigrid gathered all her anger and strength into her fists and smashed them hard on the ice on the ground!
boom--! ! !
The Chehan Palace shook violently, as if it had suffered a devastating blow from the collapse of heaven and earth.

The ground wailed in pain and the ice shattered. Spider-web-like cracks spread rapidly throughout the hall, with Sigrid at the center.

Her eyes widened, staring at the scene in disbelief.

She never expected that the enraged Sigrid could actually shake the entire Chehan Palace!
But this time the earth shook, as if the entire hall was really shaken by her unmatched madness.

"Are you crazy?! Tyrant Catholicism!"

Heriter cried out, her tone full of fear.

Sigrid no longer attacked her, but instead began to dismantle the entire Chehan Palace.

"I'm going to save my Xiubao! You are not allowed to bully her!"

After saying that, Sigrid raised her fists again and smashed them to the ground.

In other words, this Chehan Palace would restrict her and prevent her from going to other places for support, while at the same time providing a lot of protection to Marquis Helitier.

Then she can walk in a straight line by destroying everything that is blocking her way.

Sigrid seemed to want to pour out all her anger and rage and destroy everything in the cold maze before her.

Rumble——! ! !
The Chehan Palace shook violently again, the ice pillars collapsed, and the ice broke into countless pieces.

The violent wind howled in from the cracks, sweeping up countless ice crystals and wreaking havoc in the hall.

Heritil's face turned pale and she managed to keep her balance.

She didn't know why this werewolf suddenly mutated into a frenzy, and she couldn't imagine what this werewolf ate to grow up. His strength had reached an exaggerated level of being able to move mountains and fill the sea.

She realized that if this continued, the entire Chehan Palace might really be demolished.

Without the geographical advantage, she had no way of stopping Sigrid.

The silver light around Sigrid became more and more intense.

Every punch he landed carried with it the power to destroy the world, as if it was going to push the world back to its original chaos.

Snap! Boom! Crunch!

The Chehan Palace was filled with collapsed ice and broken walls.

"Stop it!"

Helitiel raised her staff with both hands, and the star map rotated around her. Countless stars flew out from the star map and turned into sharp blades, shooting towards Sigrid. More stars condensed and formed a large net, covering Sigrid.

Sigrid's fist was whistling and the air was surging. The stars were shattered under her fist and turned into stardust.

Her attack did not stop. She dodged and instantly appeared behind Helitiel, hitting her in the back with a heavy punch.

Helitiel was startled and wanted to become invisible again, but found that it was too late.

Her figure turned into green smoke and she quickly retreated, putting some distance between herself and Sigrid.

This time, she was hit by Sigrid's attack and was knocked flying and hit the ice wall.

"Damn wolf..."

Heritel wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stood up with her staff.

Now, even if she had to take some risks and attack proactively, she had to stop this madwoman Sigrid from continuing to demolish the Chehan Palace.

……

In the suspended ruins of the collapsed Blood Moon City, the battle between Hyperion and Ulysses continues.

Hyperion's figure flew and moved among the broken walls, so fast that it was almost impossible to see her trajectory.

"Sigrid...thank you."

Hyperion couldn't understand why the Catholic Church became so violent because it was in crisis.

She was unexpectedly able to hear about Sigrid's situation through Abigail's communication.

Hyperion could probably sense that Sigrid cared a lot about her life or death.

Since Sigrid was trying so hard to speed up and defeat Helitir, she must not hold Sigrid back and must not lose to Ulysses first.

At this moment, Hyperion has completely liberated the power in her body. Deep purple mist is wrapped around her body, and her physical fitness has completely surpassed the original limit.

In order to win the overall victory, the tenth ancestor Ulysses, even if he withdrew his attention from the blood bears of the Temple of Extinction and the blood eagles in the western camp, could not completely give up his domination and control over the blood snakes deep in the Earth Abyss Temple.

The main job assigned to him by the third ancestor Duke Lachar and the seventh ancestor Helitier was to guard the Abyss Palace. The rest of the work was additional goals and could be said to be insignificant compared to guarding the Abyss Palace.

That was why Ulises, who was unable to exert his full strength, became even more angry.

"Let's see how long you can last!"

Ulysses' face was gloomy, and blood-colored mental power surged around him. He cut and tore Hyperion into pieces with each move. His moves were ruthless, trying to cut this bold scorpion demon into pieces.

"Hold on until my companions win!"

After meeting Sigrid this time, Hyperion also felt a sense of disharmony towards Sigrid.

Tata had told her that Sigrid was secretly treating her well, but she couldn't tell why.

But even if we put aside all the above, Sigrid saved her mother and was the benefactor of their family.

If she could really go back alive today, she would definitely have a good talk with Ba Jiao.

Maybe they can really overcome all the hardships as long as they are sisters, the peach blossoms will still smile in the spring breeze.

……

Abigail looked at the two battlefields from the camp.

"Or not."

She pounded her fist on the mechanical workbench next to her.

This situation is a gamble between the two sides.

Abigail was once again convinced that Hyperion's current state was fatal and she couldn't maintain it for long.

The purple veins beneath the skin moved more and more frequently, and every time they emerged, dark poisonous blood would overflow from the corners of Hyperion's mouth.

The injuries on Hyperion's body were not caused by Marquis Ulysses, but were the backlash of the toxins that eroded her body, which was about to cause her body to collapse.

Even if Ulysses's body is not that strong, his body is still immortal. All Hyperion can do is to hold him back. There is no possibility of defeating Ulysses.

"How's Sigrid doing?"

Lanqi's voice is in contact with Abigail.

"Your proposal is effective, but the problem is that Helitiel is a vampire. If she were a human or demon astrologer, Sigrid would probably be able to defeat her faster. The vampires are naturally much taller than other races."

Abigail said bitterly,

"Now the odds are 30-70 on both sides, and it's a test of the willpower of Hyperion and Marquis Helitiel."

Abigail's expression became increasingly bitter and unbearable.

Hyperion is only a mortal body after all, while Marquis Helitea is immortal.

Even if they win, Hyperion will most likely die.

"..."

Lanqi was silent for a long time.

Abigail couldn't tell what Lanqi's mood was at the moment.

All she knew was that she had never heard Lanqi speechless for so long since she came to Blood Moon City.

"Hyperion, you can't die. Just hold on for a little longer, and I will definitely help you win..."

Lanqi's voice finally came. It was as if he was sending the final communication to Hyperion, whispering a prayer to her, and making the same final and most important promise to her as always.

"..."

Abigail and Boss Cat watched the battlefield scene quietly. Hyperion should have heard Lanqi's mumbling on the screen.

But the determined smile on her face made it clear.

She is not afraid of death.

"She cannot die" was the main premise in the past, because once she died, Duke Lachar would control Duke Migaiya, and none of them would be able to reach Blood Moon City, nor would they be able to continue fighting the vampires.

Now she is not afraid anymore.

Even if she died today, they would still win if they could defeat Duke Lachar and Blood Moon City.

"Huprienne! Don't gamble your life! Your victory condition is to come back alive!"

Abigail grabbed the headset, holding it tightly and barking orders at it in her commander's voice.

Hyperion was fighting with Marquis Ulysses in order to protect their camp and the Hall of Annihilation, and also to allow everyone else to win.

She was used to being spoiled and hot-tempered as a director, but now, facing the stage of fate that she could not control, she could only feel so powerless.

"Meow……"

The cat boss' eyes were full of tears as he stared at the screens on both sides of Sigrid and Hyperion.

It was afraid that the winner would be decided soon.

It couldn't accept the situation where Hyperion lost first.

When it comes to the most critical moment that determines victory or defeat, it can't help at all.

I can only stay in the camp and serve as the fountain commander.

If there is still a chance, it would rather face danger and go to the front line to help Hyperion.

“Buzz…”

There was some noise coming from the communication channel.

"and many more."

Abigail covered her earphones as the ground shook.

"Lanqi, are you using the sacred communication magic to contact me?"

Abigail discovered that it was not the communication channel but her own [Ultra-Long-Distance Communication Program-2] that was ringing.

If it wasn't Lanqi, the only one in the underground Blood Moon City who had the leisure to communicate, then it could only be Nicholas the Red Falcon in Brillda on the ground.

It wasn't until Abigail took out her sacred communication magic card and looked at it with Boss Cat that they were all shocked.

It was clearly a communication initiated by [Ultra-Long-Distance Communication Program-9] on the public channel.

"Number Nine, what do you want from me?"

Abigail answered the call from Number Nine anyway.

Number Nine, who has never appeared before, has now contacted them on his own initiative, and maybe he can come down to help them.

"Leave it to me."

Number Nine marked a location and was heading there. After giving a brief explanation, he hung up the phone.

Abigail stared at the coordinates displayed on the public channel.

This is not downtown Blildah.

But he was with them in the Blood Moon City under Brillda.

She looked toward the southern view provided by the mechanical courier.

No one noticed just now that a strange figure flashed past at high speed from the shadows on the small map.

Not only did it bypass all observations of their assault team, it was also within the blind spot of the vampires' vision.

Now, we are very close to the Diyuan Palace.

"Lanqi, a strange guy appeared. He seems to be No. 9. He is also in Blood Moon City."

Abigail contacts Lanqi urgently.

Her heart was beating wildly.

Apart from her, the most comfortable person now is Lanqi. Only Lanqi can distract himself and help her analyze the situation.

The situation can't stand any changes!
"Look at where this guy is now."

Lanqi's voice was also surprised.

Abigail could only try her best to share with Lanqi the situations captured by the mechanical bird.

Her brain was already a little overclocked.

Originally, Hyperion had just held on, and the Blood Eagle had just stopped for a while, unable to continue attacking her camp barrier and Patton. Now there was another variable with unknown purpose.

on the screen.

In the ethereal void to the south of Blood Moon City, the abyss was shrouded in a layer of hazy fog.

Suddenly, a tall and slender figure walked out from behind the fog silently, appearing like a ghost in this strange and bizarre world.

He is tall and strong, with the lines of his muscles faintly visible under his shirt.

As he walked, endless shadows gathered behind him, clung to him, and merged with him.

Gradually, his figure completely disappeared into the shadows, seeming real and illusory, as elusive as a ghost.

Only above the sunglasses half on the bridge of his nose, a pair of deep and cold purple eyes shone brightly, like two burning stars in the cold night.

The man stared straight ahead into the bottomless abyss.

The next moment, he leaped up, and his body instantly flew into the air, like an arrow shot straight into the dark sky.

The suspended buildings passed quickly under his feet, and gravity and inertia became useless here.

As he ran, the bizarre and ever-changing scenery of Blood Moon City kept changing, absurd and magnificent.

The tilted and twisted towers, the intricate corridors, and the staircases that crisscrossed all flew past him at a rapid speed, resembling phantoms or afterimages that kept reorganizing themselves.

And his target was the deepest and darkest corner of Blood Moon City - the direction of the Diyuan Palace.

His eyes were focused.

The moment he appeared, he no longer concealed his speed and climbed towards the Diyuan Palace in the south!

West campsite.

"Fuck meow, isn't this Frey?"

The cat boss saw the figure on the screen clearly, and he racked his brains to figure out why Frey appeared here!
“Frey…”

Lanqi was also obviously stunned.

The last time he saw Frey was before he went to the Northern Continent. Frey told him at Ikerita Academy that perhaps all werewolves would have a good impression of him.

When they returned to the southern continent, Frey had already disappeared. Those students in the Ikerita College student union who were familiar with Frey were also briefly investigated by the security department of the Kingdom of Hutton.

No matter how much Lanci and Hyperion inquired, they could only learn from the student council president Monast that Frey might have accepted the graduation project with a bet given by the dean of the Knight Academy, Sphintos, and ran away.

"This guy... is Colonel McCree of the First Military Police Brigade of the Capital Garrison Command."

After thinking about it, Abigail suddenly came up with the answer.

She said she must have seen this man somewhere.

"No no meow, this guy's called Frey, he's a companion of Lanci and Hyperion! He's also a top idiot."

Boss Cat just shook his head.

If you think about it carefully, the last time Alexia and Frey met was in the shadow world, at the dinner party of the evildoers in the temple. They had met at that time, and Frey eventually killed the ultimate hunter of the Saint of Destruction.

Since Alexia chose to believe Lanci, she also chose to take a gamble and believe in Frey, whom Lanci firmly believed in in the shadow world.

So perhaps when Frey came to the Krelian Empire and met Princess Alexia, Alexia decided to give him the Sacred Communication Magic Card of Number Nine, treating him as a dangerous companion who might pose certain risks!

“Is this man powerful?”

Abigail looked at the map in amazement.

"He and Lanqi are the Crouching Dragon and the Phoenix."

When the cat boss saw the long-lost Lancifrey appear at the same time, his sense of security returned.

……

Blood mist void.

The tenth ancestor, Marquis Ulysses, took back more power from the Blood Eagle and the Blood Bear, and was able to deal with Hyperion easily in an instant.

"Hahahahahaha, is this going to end soon?"

He smiled pleasantly.

He felt happy when he saw the Scorpion-tailed Witch coughing up blood but still desperately waiting for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

This battle actually posed no threat to him.

But for the Scorpion-tailed Witch, every minute and every second is a torture of transcending death and enduring pain and poison.

Seeing her holding on made him enjoy it more than the circus's clown girl.

Initially, he was planning to process the Duke's daughter in a more artistic way, but now, he felt that tearing up and destroying this inferior work was the thing that would bring him the most happiness.

Sudden.

Tenth Ulysses’ figure paused.

His eyes began to become empty.

The will traveled through space and arrived at the blood snake summoned creature in the center of the Earth Abyss Palace in the distance.

"Wait?"

He felt that someone seemed to have broken into the Diyuan Palace.

If you follow the intricate and endless passages of the abyss all the way down, falling through the twists and turns of the maze-like path, you will arrive at the depths of the abyss under the Blood Moon City.

At the darkest end of the abyss, the bizarre and magnificent palace stands quietly, like a huge rock embedded in the rock wall.

Passing through the heavy stone door, there will be a winding staircase, which is also a spiral leading to the unknown.

The male figure rushed into the deepest part of the Diyuan Palace at an astonishing speed and arrived in front of the altar square.

His eyes were fixed on the black crystal in the center of the altar. Inside the crystal, a handsome, gentle, black-haired man was imprisoned. He looked haggard and was sleeping soundly.

Surrounding the altar, huge blood-red pythons were coiled on it, their hideous scales flashing with terrifying red light, as if they could swallow the sky and the earth.

It is guarding the black crystal, preventing anyone from rescuing the man in the crystal.

"Withered Son!"

The blood snake uttered the words of Ulysses.

"..."

Frey rushed forward without hesitation, running straight towards the black crystal, throwing away his coat that was in the way to block the blood snake's sight.

He held a crystal clear liquid blood soul in his hand. He gathered all his strength and smashed the blood soul hard into the black crystal. With a buzzing sound, the blood soul sank into the surface of the crystal, instantly stirring up thousands of waves. The entire crystal trembled violently, ripples appeared on the surface, and tiny cracks began to appear in the sealed barrier.

"Withered Son, what are you doing!!"

The blood-red python became furious upon seeing this, and its scarlet eyes spewed out ferocious flames.

It opened its huge mouth full of poisonous fangs and let out a roar that pierced through the earth. The roar was mixed with hissing sounds and carried with it the breath of the Blood King's poisonous fire.

The giant python suddenly rushed towards Frey. Its huge body was like a moving blood-red mountain. It was as fast as lightning and vowed to stop Frey from continuing to destroy the crystal.

Frey stood firmly in place, waiting for the giant python's attack.

Just when the giant python was only a millimeter away from him, Frey suddenly jumped up, and the giant python's huge body passed under him, brushed past his toes, roared away, and smashed into the black crystal, shaking the crystal.

Frey landed on the other side of the altar and without wasting a second, gathered all his strength towards the crystal, and smashed his fist into the surface like a thunderbolt.

One strike, two strikes, three strikes... Frey's attack was continuous like a storm. His fists collided with the crystal, making a series of deafening noises.

"Son of the Withered! You are such a worthless thing! You stole my home!"

The blood python pounced on Frey again. Frey knew he couldn't dodge it this time, so he simply didn't dodge the python's fangs covered with poisonous barbs. The fangs pierced his back, and blood immediately gushed out.

But Frey paid no attention to it and concentrated on swinging his fists and dismantling the black crystal.

The python's attack became more and more fierce. It kept ramming into Frey. Its scales cut through his skin like knives, and its fangs scraped his body, causing his blood to splatter.

Frey, with his blazing purple eyes, was completely unaware. He seemed to have a domineering armor. Ulysses could only hurt him but could not push him away from the black crystal.

"What is Frey doing?"

Lanci asked Abigail.

He also didn't expect that the long-missing Frey would meet them here.

But his cooperation with Frey is often like this. If they believe that each other is the strongest partner, then they will definitely meet at the final victory node even without looking at each other!

"Frey is stealing the tower!"

Abigail replied while hugging the cat boss.

"Want to steal it, meow?"

Boss Cat was shaking nervously.

It didn't expect that the situation would suddenly change from a tug-of-war between Heliril and Sigrid, Hyperion and Ulysses, to Master Lei who suddenly appeared on the map and stole the home.

"Trust him! Have Hyperion hold back Ulysses's real body and don't let Ulysses go back!"

Lanqi immediately gave orders to Abigail.

The scene of the Diyuan Palace——

Frey was like a non-stop fighting machine, bombarding the black crystal recklessly.

His fist was like an arm armor wrapped by the god of thunder, smashing into the crystal mercilessly.

Every blow caused debris and spider-web-like tiny cracks, and the high-density magic-suppressing crystal wailed and shook under his torrential physical offensive.

The blood-red python roared loudly, but when the python's sharp teeth and bright red tongue tore Frey's body apart, Frey remained motionless, turning into a steel sculpture firmly rooted in place.

Ulises had already realized that something was wrong.

"Withered Son, you traitor!"

Come back, come back!

His original body must rush back at all costs.

But Hyperion seemed to have received some instructions and tried even harder to stop his real body from returning to the Diyuan Palace.

Ulysses was fighting on two fronts at this time, and had to focus all his energy on dealing with Colonel McCree in the depths of the Abyss Palace.

The worst thing is that the Withered Son really has the soul of the Blood Moon!
Back then, Countess Seberna and the Saint of Withering worked together to steal the secret key to the city defense center of Lord Nanwantina. The condition proposed by the Saint of Withering was that they help him to advance to the seventh level.

The Blood Moon Soul, which can only be condensed by vampires of level seven and above, can not only create followers, but also possess the attributes of [Regeneration] and [Link] and can be used as an excellent seventh-level breakthrough material for the regeneration system.

Since there is a probability of failure in engraving, the vampires also promised to give him multiple copies as backup.

It is said that this guy succeeded in condensing it on the third time, but now it seems that his previous failures were pretended, and he secretly kept the Blood Moon Soul given to him by the vampires.

The vitality of a seventh-level werewolf is such that he won’t die immediately even if he withstands the bite of a blood python.

In addition, this guy is considered an anomaly among the wolf tribe that Ulysses knew ten thousand years ago. His strength is already exaggerated, and his physical strength seems to be inexhaustible.

“Withered Son, ahh ...

The tenth ancestor Ulises was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

He screamed in fury, but he couldn't stop Frey, a guy who only had crystal in his eyes.

Frey's vitality was amazing, but under the giant python's attack aimed at tearing his head and heart, his body gradually began to slow down.

Blood gushed out from countless wounds, the sound of broken bones came one after another, and the severe pain from his ruptured internal organs finally caused him to be knocked away by the giant python.

However, Frey's expression did not change. He ignored Marquis Ulysses and gathered his last strength into his fist, smashing it towards the black crystal.

All he saw was crystal.

The cracks on the black crystal became more and more dense, but they were still not deep enough to reach the center where Duke Miagaya was.

"It's going to be stolen!"

Abigail shouted excitedly.

"I can't steal it, meow!"

Boss Cat was so anxious that he almost cried.

Frey will die first, he doesn't have enough time!

Ulysses has used all his strength to bless the summoned beasts of the Earth Abyss Palace.

At this moment, Frey's life force has dropped to an extremely low level.

The body was riddled with holes, blood was gushing out, and the breathing was weak and rapid.

"You can't do it! You vile thief!"

The blood-red python controlled by Ulysses roared with victory, relief, and survival. With a hideous grin, its bright red tongue drew a deadly arc in the air and pierced straight into Frey's throat.

At the moment when Frey was hit by the fatal wound, Abigail and Boss Cat subconsciously closed their eyes and dared not look anymore.

Frey's body suddenly burst into a dazzling glass light, like a bright sun, illuminating the entire Diyuan Palace.

His skin, muscles, and bones all turned into crystal clear glass, emitting immortal divine power.

The blood-colored python's attack hit Frey's glass-like body hard, making a teeth-grinding crunching sound, but it could not shake him at all.

Frey's aura also rose steadily at this moment, and he quickly recovered from the weakness of being on the verge of death to his peak state.

"...?"

Ulysses was stunned. He never expected that this wolf tribe, which was originally on the verge of death, had the strength to recover to its full strength.

As for Frey, at this time, he still focused all his attention on the black crystal.

He rapidly struck the crystal with one punch after another, his fists carrying a momentum like a tsunami, far more powerful than before.

"This is the [Immortal Glazed Tear] that Lanqi used to exchange for [Wolf King Pride] from Frey, meow..."

Boss Cat has heard Hyperion talk about this card!
【Eternal Tears of Glaze】

[Category: Equipment Card]

[Level: Orange Epic]

[Level: 4]

[Attribute: Strengthen/Regenerate]

[Effect: After wearing this necklace, the more buffs and debuffs you have, the higher the damage reduction and all attribute enhancements you will get. When you receive fatal damage, you will be immune to it and recover to full status. The cooldown period is 30 days. It cannot be stacked with other card effects of damage reduction and fatal damage immunity. ]

[Note: Late at night on the fifth day, everyone was dead, and the Son of the Sun could no longer wait for the next dawn. The wolf gave him his heart, and the witch gave him her blood. Seeing the Son of the Sun coming back from hell, this time, it was Viscount Augustine's turn to feel fear.]

This was supposed to be the [Immortal Glazed Body] that belonged to the Son of the Sun, but this time, the Son of the Sun and the Wolf King exchanged power.

So Ranchi possessed the wolf's sealed power [Nuclear Fusion Wolf].

And Frey had a second chance at life.

Ulises was in complete despair.

I finally killed the self-destructing werewolf, but after defeating it, I found that it was in full health again.

"Withered Saint, you bastard, are you a human being? Withered Saint, you have been stealing homes all your life!!"

Ulises shouted at the top of his lungs.

Accompanied by a final bang.

The sound of crystals shattering became more and more frequent, the entire Earth Abyss Palace was shaking, and the cracks in the black crystals expanded and shattered with a loud bang.

The pitch-black crystal turned into countless fragments and scattered like rain. Duke Migaiya who was sealed inside also fell down as if he had lost weight.

"Meow meow!"

Abigail and Boss Cat looked at each other in surprise off-screen.

They passed the latest battle situation to all members of the assault team——

"There are some!"

"He has a body made of glass!"

(End of this chapter)