The erupting golden light fell, and Karaman, the "Witch King" who had lived for more than a thousand years, fell to the door of the Church of the Night in pieces, each of them dried up and blackened, no more blood.

Among them, one thing fell out of the ashes of his ashes, which was a normal-sized palm, with a non-human skin texture, a dull gloss, slender fingers, and even flesh.

If he hadn't seen it on such an occasion, Emlin would definitely have thought that the palm was part of a delicate waiting figure.

Renette Tinicole swayed in front of the other head in her hand, and quickly bit her palm.

At the same time, Sharon's figure vanished and entered the remains of the "Witch King" Karaman, accelerating the precipitation of extraordinary characteristics.

Emlin settled down and glanced at the "Gate of Summoning" made by the "Lilith's Ring" that was dissipating, and her body suddenly turned into a dim moonlight.

The crimson moonlight was split into pieces and turned into countless pieces of light.

The bright and fascinating red scales roamed in the place shrouded in Yuehua, and rebuilt on the side of Karaman's body to form a dress and bow tie for Emlin White.

He didn't go to see the extraordinary characteristics that were emerging, scattered the "no dark cross", bent down, and picked up the glass ball-like "pure white vision" just thrown here with his left palm wearing black velvet gloves. .

His other hand shook "Lemano's Travel Notes" and turned the magic book to one of the pages. The symbols and mysterious patterns depicted on it all belong to "travel".

Emlin's figure became transparent and disappeared at the scene.

He was following the plan and took the lead to leave after the end of the operation without disturbing Sharon to clean up the scene and eliminate traces. After all, he was the weakest one here, relying on seals and magical items, and the consumption was quite large.

As for the loot, wait until you return to Bakerland before making the distribution.

In this regard, Emlin fully believes in the commitment of Gullman Spallo and the credibility of the Rose School's temperance department.

"Teleporting" back to an unoccupied house in Beckland, he threw down "Lemano's Travel Notes", took out the previous bronze box inlaid with multiple rubies, and put "Pure White Vision" Go in.

After doing this, Emlin had enough time to take off the gloves on his left palm, and saw that the fingers were swollen and swollen.

With the blood's resilience, this level of damage should have healed long ago, but it didn't actually improve a bit.

"The burning caused by" Pure White Vision "took at least seven days." Emlin took out the ointment in a metal hose, squeezed out a part, and applied it to the wound.

The pain that pierced the soul was suddenly covered by the feeling of coolness, and Emlin breathed out slowly, and finally seemed to be alive.

Just now, with great perseverance, he restrained himself from throwing the "pure white vision" directly on the ground, because once the seal was out of control, it would spontaneously absorb the surrounding light and emit the brightness that purifies everything. Mang, for a blood race, is a very good way to commit suicide.

Immediately afterwards, Emlin took out a bottle of his own blood drawn in advance and smeared it on the surface of "Lemano's Travel Notes". Then he drank another bottle of blood to relieve the "Lilith's Ring" band. Coming thirst.

After doing so, he finally eliminated the negative effects brought by the seal on his body.

Until this time, Emlin had no time to recall the accident that occurred in the battle.

The "Summoning Door" projected by the "Lilith's Ring" failed to summon creatures deep in the spirit world, but brought a strange round of the moon.

This moon just hung behind the "Gate of Summoning", silently shining on the "Witch King" Karaman, suppressing his many extraordinary abilities belonging to the "Moon" realm.

If there were no such changes, even if "Lilith's Ring" summoned a spirit creature at the level of the saint, it would not be possible to end the battle so quickly. Perhaps it would have to wait until the angel of the Rose School temperance department came, Only then can the situation gain an overwhelming advantage.

... with a silver moon ... wouldn't the ancestors help? Emlin turned his thoughts, and got a corresponding guess.

This is in line with the identity of the blood savior as determined by his ancestors.

After serious thinking, Emlin had no doubt about this speculation, but unlike usual, he was not so excited and excited.

When he really saw the battle at the level of the demigod and really determined that he had to shoulder such an important responsibility, he had no sense of pride, and his heart was full of pressure.

Huh ... After a few seconds, Emlin opened his mouth and whispered:

"I am the Savior of the Blood Race."

When he said this, his expression was abnormally calm, with a little solemnity, without any hesitation.

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Emlin was in the house where Maric and Sharon met.

The blood race saw the perfect doll-like lady take out two items and heard her voice said slightly erraticly:

"As promised, we take only one thing, and that's all that's left."

Those two items are:

A gem that seems to be condensed from rich blood. It is the size of a fist and is emitting a crimson glow, just like a miniature red moon. A delicate male wearing a dark red inlaid gold dress with only two black holes Puppet.

The extraordinary characteristics of the "Witch King" ... "General without pupils" ... Emlin nodded, seeing that the two items seemed to have vitality, and flew over by himself.

As soon as he reached for it, he heard Miss Sharon add:

"There are some peculiar pollution residues in the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Witch King', which cannot be purified by the 'Dark Gun'."

Meaning, I have to find an angel to help crush and decontaminate? Emlin fully understood Sharon's words and nodded softly:

"I understand what to do."

Sharon, wearing a small black soft hat, immediately floated up, sculpted a skirt, and saluted:

"Thank you for your help."

"Me too." Emlin took off his hat and bent down in return.

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Above the gray mist, the interior of the ancient palace.

Klein looked at the dark black air permeating his body and shook his head with a sigh:

"Unexpectedly, I was cursed by" God's Iniquity ... "It could also have been the projection of" Bound God "...

"I have a layer of historical projection ...

"Instead of any saint who does not have a" source castle ", it is estimated that he will suddenly die after he considers himself safe."

As for Miss Messenger, because the other party is a real angel, even if there is no historical projection barrier, there will not be much problem, so Klein is not worried.

After the black air died down, Klein waited for another while waiting for the "moon" Emlin to sacrifice items and asked Mr. Fool to help purify the extraordinary characteristics of the "Witch King".

Strange pollution ... from "the mother tree of desire" or "primitive moon"? Klein picked up the miniature Red Moon and looked carefully for a few seconds.

In this process, he was on high alert and always ready to mobilize the power of "Yuanbao".

If he hadn't already possessed an angel here, he would not have promised the feature of Emlin's sacrifice. Instead, he would choose to directly descend on the power of the 2nd level of the sequence, smash the characteristics through space, and separate pollution.

——Klein didn't even dare to fortune-tell the extraordinary characteristics of the "werewolf" who exerted a little influence on "Desire Mother Tree", and hurriedly resold it.

After careful examination, Klein pressed with his right hand, bringing the vibration of the entire mysterious space.

That miniature "Red Moon" snapped and broke into pieces, splitting into tiny red dots.

Among these light spots, a small amount of red mist transpired, and eventually a drop of live blood condensed.

Then, the red light spots reunited, continually condensed, and changed back to that miniature "red moon", but compared to the previous, it seemed more transparent and pure.

Klein showed a fake hand, picked up the seemingly fresh blood, and found that it was full of vitality.

"Not at the angel level, but a bit weird ... seems to be the blessing of the evil **** ..." Klein cut off all the intangible connections derived from the blood in his hand, while taking a paper man, he tried to press the blood. Go up.

As soon as the blood came in contact with the paper man, it immediately infected it. The next second, the paper man's belly bulged strangely and exploded.

At the same time as the paper man was shattered, a new, scarlet paper man crawled out of its belly, looming eyebrows.

The power of reproduction ... Klein frowned slightly, poking his right hand forward, directly turning the new paper man into a powder.

The small amount of **** mist diffused again, condensing into a drop of blood.

The quality and spirituality only decreased slightly ... it would have to be transferred for at least a hundred times before it could be completely degraded ... Klein made an assessment silently, and mobilized the power of "source castle" to seal the blood layer by layer.

Immediately, he raised his head and looked at the male doll on the mottled long table.

The palm-sized doll in this dress was sloppy, and he was afraid to lift his head.

It's easy to solve the problem of being alive ... Klein chuckled and drew the seal of blood to the puppet called "General without pupils".

The "pupilless general" held up his limbs at the same time, and then backed away.

After a pause, it pressed his forehead tightly against the table, making a noise that was incomprehensible to humans.

"Showing surrender? Good ..." Klein responded with a smile, casually commanding, "Show your abilities."

After a few demonstrations, he confirmed that the "General without pupils" could possess targets, affect inanimate things, and initially controlled no one who possessed magical objects filled with spirituality.

That latter ability might be very useful at some point ... Klein nodded slightly, beckoning to get a box, and let the "pupilless general" jump in.

Carefully finishing the seal, Klein threw the box along with the drop of blood into the debris pile, allowing them to become familiar with where they will live as soon as possible.

As for the negative effects of "General without pupils," Klein believes that this can be resolved through friendly consultations and normal.