Templar Sun King

After displaying the unique wings of the vampire, Jerome finally broke free from the shackles of the Holy Light.

This is just the most basic healing spell in a sanctuary space, but for Jerome, it was as if he was bound by this holy light in the few seconds just now.

If he hadn't tried his best, he might still be burned by the holy light. This strange white magic will definitely be the enemy of the blood clan.

He stretched out his hands to take a look, and saw that the originally fair skin had turned black, and he could even see blood vessels and muscles on several sides.

Not only the hands, but also the pain came from all over the body. Don't have to think to know how terrible his image is now, which makes Jerome feel an unprecedented anger.

With a wave of the wings, the dark energy floating in the air was gathered, and a black tentacle emerged from the air and drew it towards Adam.

After releasing the black magic of the dark tentacles, Jerome waved his wings again, and his fingertips grew sharp claws, launching the most violent attack on the militiamen.

Snapped! A loud voice echoed through the camp, arm-thin dark tentacles slamming against the sacred shield in front of one of the militiamen.

According to Jerome's calculations, the magic of the dark tentacles should be able to crack the shields in front of the militiamen, and then he can easily take out the heart of a militiaman again, so that everyone in the camp knows that offending the vampire will definitely received the most terrible punishment.

But the fact is that the sacred shield in front of the militia did not break under the attack of the dark tentacles, not even a single crack.

Armed with the defense of the Divine Shield, the militia can finally let go of Jerome's battle. Although no matter whether it is martial arts or magic, the militiamen cannot compare with Jerome, after all, his strength has reached the bronze rank.

However, under the siege of six militiamen with holy shields, Jerome had to spend more energy finding places to attack where the shields were not protected, which made the battle a bit weird.

According to reason, Jerome should be able to solve the six militia within a few minutes, the original militia is the best example.

But with Divine Shield, everything looks different.

Jerome finally seized the opportunity to scratch a wound on a militiaman. Just when he planned to take the opportunity to kill the militiaman, even if he couldn't kill him, he would seriously injure him and make him incapacitated. The other five militiamen attacked. advent.

Jerome had to pass up this opportunity, which made him very depressed. But he also had to admit that the cooperation of these human warriors was absolutely perfect. There are absolutely not many people who can last so long under the attack of the blood clan.

But the real battle really begins.

"Mr. Jerome, I said that the Holy Light will bless you." The young mage's voice came from his ear.

Jerome looked at it, and saw that the milky white light appeared between the hands of the young mage again, and it was about to cover his body again.

Jerome, who had already tried Holy Light, didn't want to experience it again at all, and knocked down a militiaman who rushed in front of him.

Ha, the shields on them began to fade. Wait to avoid this light, and then it's time for you to enjoy the fear.

Jerome fluttered his wings and flew into the air, a smile appeared on his face, and then he found that seven spherical creatures appeared beside him at some point.

Seven holy lights emerged from the bodies of the light spirits and drowned Jerome's body.

It was just a light just now, and Jerome was traumatized by the light energy. This time, the number of holy lights increased to seven.

Even if his strength has completely reached the bronze rank, at least for now, the strength he can exert can really be described as limited. The Holy Light is a nemesis for dark and undead creatures.

Jerome let out a howl like a beast, and fluttered his wings feebly, and fell to the ground. The six militiamen who had been waiting for a long time pierced Jerome's body with their tridents, pulled them out, and brought up the blood of the vampire that was also red.

From the vampire's attack to Adam's summoning of the seven light spirits, from the vampire's display of wings to release black magic to being shrouded in holy light again, all this made everyone in the camp worried.

A second ago, the blood clan still had an absolute advantage, and they all seemed to be doomed. But the next moment, the arrogant Jerome was wailing under the shroud of holy light. Especially Martin and his party, who have a direct conflict with the blood clan, are definitely in ups and downs.

Martin felt that his clothes were almost soaked with sweat. It didn't mean how hot it was in the camp, it was just cold sweat from being scared.

And it's all because of that young mage in the camp!

At this moment, in fact, since Adam took action, no one in the camp dared to ignore this young mage.

The six militiamen mercilessly pinned Jerome to the ground with tridents, and the six tridents pierced Jerome's hands and feet and wings.

Under the shroud of holy light, Jerome had no room for resistance at all, and could only watch helplessly as the militiamen, who could usually be dealt with in one go, stabbed the trident into his body.

Jerome had never been humiliated like this before, and it drove him almost mad.

But the power in his body couldn't be raised at all. He could even clearly feel that his body was gradually dissipating under the shroud of the Holy Light. This feeling of experiencing the gradual disappearance of his body made him feel an unprecedented fear.

When the healing art of the seven light spirits ended, Jerome, who was pinned to the ground by the militiamen, was no longer in human form.

Anyone who sees the creature nailed to the ground will think that it is a vampire raised by a blood clan rather than a pure blood clan.

Because he looks so miserable now, the gorgeous aristocratic dress has long been tattered, revealing the scorched black skin burned by the holy light, and the inner organizational structure can be seen in more places.

The wings behind him were not much better. There were large or small holes in the film, as if they had been eaten by insects.

Adam walked slowly to Jerome, and there was still a holy shield in front of him. After all, he was not attacked. The holy shield existed longer than that of the militiamen.

The only thing that makes Adam regret is that whether it is the light spirit or himself, the current level is a bit lower, so the healing effect issued is also greatly reduced, otherwise there is no need for such trouble.

"Mr. Jerome, I've heard that if the hearts of the vampires are dug out, they will die very miserably."

Jerome cursed badly, "Damn human, do you think the great Johnson is something you can humiliate? Ask the merchant, the wrath of a vampire is not something you can afford. Trust me, you will die. A hundred and a thousand times worse than me. UU reading www.uukanshu.com ha...haha..."

"Don't worry, you will soon experience the taste of redemption."

Adam didn't pay any attention to Jerome's curse. As for the grudge between the merchant Martin and the blood clan, he had time to understand.

Under Adam's order, the seven light spirits released the healing spell again.

The seven holy lights also shrouded the six militiamen, but not only did they not feel any discomfort, on the contrary, the damage they suffered during the battle of the blood race was recovered in the holy light.

And Jerome, who received the most holy light, finally didn't have the strength to make any sound, not even a scream.

Through the milky white light, others in the camp could clearly see that Jerome, pinned to the ground by the militiamen, was gradually disappearing.

Yes, just like the vampires before, under the huge and rich light energy, the body quickly turned into the most basic particles and disappeared into the air.

The middle-aged mage couldn't help swallowing. It seemed that because of their reasons, the mysterious young mage in front of him had a grudge against the blood clan.

Glancing at Martin, who was still stunned, the middle-aged mage finally relaxed a bit. He was not the owner of the caravan, so let Martin worry about this kind of thing. Maybe he didn't realize it himself, and unknowingly had already treated Adam as an important person.

The holy light dissipated, and there were only six militiamen on the ground. At this time, the wounds on their bodies had completely disappeared. And Jerome, who claimed to be the great Johnson, no longer had any traces, and was completely purified by the Holy Light.

And at the moment Jerome was completely purified by the Holy Light, Adam received a reminder from the sanctuary space again.

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