Age of Collapse

Merritt’s ruins on the ground, powerful exorcists gathered from various places have already laid out the seals, suppressing the spiritual field attached to this area, the endless black gas is stripped from the surface, and filled with the vast light. The gods of the gods collide and the ice melts.

The brave knights cleared the ground, then abandoned the horse and walked to the ground under the leadership of the Knights of the Round Table.

They traverse in the weird underground corridors, surrounded by only the high-level knights condensed in the hands of the illumination of the Holy Light, from time to time there will be some strange symbols, unrecognizable words, and some glaring scarlet marks on the walls of the cloister...

Seeing this strangeness, a round table knight pressed his hand on the wall, injecting a lot of energy, and whispering the words "blood trace detection"

Everyone was holding their breath and waiting for the results. It didn't take long for a faint blue-white color on the wall. This is the reaction of the gods' energy to detect the blood!

The confirmation of this news made the surrounding atmosphere more dignified, and the blood is not a good thing, especially in this strange underground wreck...

At this moment, the Knight of the Round Table seemed to think of something. He began to inject energy into the surroundings, and the next scene shocked everyone...

Everywhere the energy passed, it was blue and white, on the wall, on the ground, under their feet, and it spread all the way to the corners of the corridor. Every place had a lot of irregular blood, as if there was a tragic massacre. It seems that the mourning of the deceased can still be heard in the vague.

The blue-and-white light is like the bleak and fierce fire in the Nether, biting the psychological defense of everyone bit by bit. They feel that there is a smog in the ear, it is creepy...

At this moment, the world seems to have isolated them, a cold atmosphere mixed with loneliness and face-to-face, coupled with the horrible power of endless darkness, if not the knights are born with courage and piety, I am afraid that they will fall to the ground. It is.

"Go forward!" Lancelot, who served as interim commander, stabilized his mind and directed the troops to move on. This corridor was too strange. No one wanted to stay here for too long...

When it came to the end, the bones in front of us were shocking, and the number of Merritt residents in total was also confirmed by the fact that the city had already died.

What is even more chilling is that the ground is covered with some dead cell population, like a carpet of carpets, scattered in the sticky scarlet, and some corpses that have not been digested. Ghost bones, the knights look numb after the scalp.

At this time, a knight screamed "someone!"

Lancelot cast his gaze on the past. On the altar in the distance, a woman in a dark red robe was holding a comatose teenager in her arms.

The woman's lips are outlined in a graceful curvature, and the lips impregnated with blood are like the most beautiful drops of roses in the world, intertwined with the radiance of the soul, and even smell the blood.

The scarlet eyelids are even more embarrassing than the most expensive gemstones in the world. They are filled with intoxicating gentleness, like the sparkling light on the warm river, staring at the boy in his arms.

And the boy who fell in the woman's arms is not someone else, it is Luo worry, he has long lost the temperament of the past, the whole body's skin is dry and wilting, as if the stone was devastated by the wind and sand, even the ups and downs of the chest are almost invisible.

Lancelot’s eyes glanced and pulled out the long sword and said, “It’s a vampire! All the staff listened to the order, and rescued the friends of the East, and returned to my master!”

"Glory to my master!!" In the shouts of the vastness, the knights pressed the ground and smashed the corpse of the land, and the wind rushed to the altar.

However, when the knights were about to attack the altar, the astonishing thing happened.

In the intoxicating smile, Sésia gently leaned down and bite at the tip of her tongue. The blood ran out of the wound, soaked in the glamorous blood red lips, and slowly kissed Luo, she The eyes are half-closed, and the inside is shining with tenderness like water, like treating their eternal lovers...

This fiery lingering is so beautiful, it seems to be the only one in this world. In the affectionate kiss, the crystal and scarlet blood is connected on the lips of the two, and the flashing light is so charming under the light of the fire. With a touch of sin, it seems like a poisonous poison that is full of deadly temptations...

Under the incredible gaze of the Cavaliers, with the deep kiss of Sersia, the dry and wilted skin of Luo Xiu is like a new life, and it begins to renew its life and vitality, becoming as white, delicate and breathing as ever. Smooth, like a sleeping child.

"This time, let me live for you." In the smile of Ercia's smile, the trembled fire drips on the two kissing people, splashing a little orange light and bursting in the air. The most beautiful moment, it has become an unforgettable eternal...

However, the beautiful atmosphere was always short-lived. When the knights were at a loss, an extremely tall black shadow suddenly jumped out of the line and thundered to the sea with the thunder.

Sersia’s red lips left Luo’s worries, and the right hand holding the bloodsword giant sword was lifted up coldly, blocking the blow in the violent collision, sparks splashing.

I saw a giant bear-like body standing on the side of the two people, his face wearing a white mask ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ without any patterns and carvings, the two pairs of eyes that do not belong to humans exudes behind the mask Gloomy cold, **** breath is released without reservation.

Lancelot hurriedly shouted "Fr. Frederick!"

Father Frederick sternly confronted Sercia, holding a Bible in his left hand, holding the cross chain violently in his right hand, tying the Holy Cross to his fist as a weapon, and opposing the blood prison.

There was a strange black smoke on the blood prison, and the cross was filled with sacred anger. The two were confronted like ancient enemies, and they could still hear a strange scream.

"Beautiful, my old enemy." When looking at the priest, the soft color of Sersia disappeared, replaced by a arrogant cold, **** squatting in the chill, smirking "I want to destroy me, right? Come! The believer of the Lord, attack! The heresy is in front of you!"

"Hey!!" In a roar that is not like humans, Father Frederick's eyes suddenly become red, as if to drip blood, his muscles suddenly swell up, crushing the tight uniform, such as The dragon is like a dragonfly, and the violent blue veins are like a strip of squirming, and the twisted voice is coming. "The body of the scorpion will be imprisoned on the cross, and the world will be a thousand."