This was a massacre that was as easy as crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.
In terms of numbers, the Abbe beemen and ogres were the largest tribes in the area. Their strength was enough to suppress the other tribes, and even large creatures like the wyverns did not dare to trespass their territory.
However, it was unfortunate that the two demonic creatures, who had always been fearless, were being suppressed by the Blood Queen's domineering might.
Yes, it was a complete suppression!
The three Blood Knights formed a triangular formation on the battlefield of flesh and blood, wielding runic longswords that could be used at close range or long range. Every time they unleashed their powerful blood-type sword techniques, an equal number of ogres would fall to the ground.
It was obvious that the Blood Knights' main enemies were the sturdy ogres. Thus, they threw most of their powerful sword techniques at the areas with the most ogres. However, they were very careful with their attacks. All the ogres were only injured but not killed. While their bodies were severely injured, it was not life-threatening.
The Abbe beemen, on the other hand, were not so lucky.
Against the Abbe beemen who hid in the treetops like flies and shot poison arrows, or swooped down with spears to launch surprise attacks, the Blood Knights were ruthless.
The beemen warriors who were hit by the sword aura were instantly corroded by the blood energy and turned into corpses that fell from the sky. Most of the blood in their bodies would be forced out, condensing into a fist-sized crimson ball of blood that circled around the Blood Knights.
Whenever a Blood Knight's body was injured, a portion of these blood spheres would enter their body and replenish their blood energy. When faced with long-range attacks, the blood balls could also transform into various blood-colored shields to block some of the attacks for them.
The number of blood balls around their bodies also indicated their individual strength. The two Blood Knights only had two blood balls around their bodies, while Soros, who was the strongest, had four.
Ever since Mary had modified them into Blood Knights, Soros and the others were no longer afraid of ordinary poisons. Apart from one or two fatal spots on their bodies, they were no longer afraid of being injured like humans. Absorbing the blood of their enemies to repair their bodies was a strange talent that gave the Blood Knights unimaginable endurance in battle.
The three Blood Knights charged forward like steel chariots, slaughtering the Abebe beemen in a frenzy. Their attacks were weak, and their individual strength was far inferior to theirs.
During this period, they were also attacked by two blood locust wasps.
Unfortunately, the physical damage caused by the blood locust wasps could not reduce their combat power at all. But the counterattack of their violent blood sword skill made the two blood locusts screech and run away from them.
Compared to the Blood Knight, the two Blood Locust Wasps were like unarmed farmers. They believed that their attacks could not harm the source of their opponent, but their opponent's strong counterattack could hurt them greatly.
The difference in strength between the two sides was not small. Now, the Blood Knights had a full set of Rune Equipment and a complete set of Blood Combat Skills. On the other hand, the blood locust wasps had nothing. They were still fighting with their primitive bodies and instinctive talents.
The change in combat power brought about by this addition and subtraction made it impossible for these wizard-level blood locusts to replicate the previous victory. Before the appearance of the Blood Knights, the two blood locust wasps could easily slaughter the ogres. However, when they clashed head-on with the Blood Knights, they were wounded and forced to flee in defeat almost immediately.
When the three Blood Knights successfully defeated all the ogre warriors, the battle between Mary and the Twin-headed Ogre Wizard Zach was also coming to an end.
Now, the Twin-headed Ogre Zach had become a real blood man!
The horrifying wounds all over its body were surrounded by sinister blood energy. This made the powerful regenerative ability that it was usually proud of become a mere decoration. If his tall and strong body exerted a little force, he would end up with a fountain of blood and arrows of blood.
In the face of a high agility assassin who appeared and disappeared like a ghost, his violent strength was useless.
No matter how he smashed and pounced, the red blood mist that Mary had transformed into always coiled around him, but from beginning to end, she did not have a direct confrontation with him.
In the end, his throat was dry, and his blood was almost drained. Wizard Zach could no longer be arrogant.
He squatted on the ground with his hands on his head. He did not dare to resist anymore. He did not even dare to make the slightest movement, for fear that he would lose the last bit of blood in his body.
As the blood mist condensed, Mary's tall and slender figure appeared next to Zach again.
When her crystal clear blood-colored crystal shoes stepped on Zach's head, the Twin-headed Ogre only dared to groan a little. He was no longer as violent and arrogant as before.
The three Blood Knights walked with steady steps to Mary's side. Behind them, there were many ogre warriors lying on the ground, howling in pain. As for those injured Abbe bee people, Mary was sorry, but almost none of them survived.
"Where's Wenlir?" Mary looked around and could not help but ask.
Among the four subordinates, Wenlir's strength was undoubtedly the weakest, so Mary did not force him to participate in normal battles. In Mary's eyes, the most valuable part of Wenlir's body was his brain. Combat power was not essential.
"Master, I'm here!" Wenlir's voice sounded from the forest not far away, "Look, Master. What have I brought for you?"
Footsteps sounded softly, and Wenlir, who had transformed into a middle-aged noble, appeared before Mary with a black robe.
For some reason, as soon as the black-robed man saw Mary, his entire body began to tremble. His body, which was covered by the black robe, was covered with black chunks of flesh. These chunks of flesh seemed to be black shell fragments, but they quickly disintegrated into countless squirming black beetles the moment they landed on the ground. They then burrowed back into the black robe.
"Are you afraid of me?" Mary tilted her head to look at the strange black robe.
Before coming out, Grimm had only vaguely told her that the Blazing Flame Monarch had placed a nail in this area to suppress these monsters, but he did not tell her the details. Now that she recalled Grimm's ambiguous smile when he spoke of Bliss, Mary felt that something was amiss.
She could faintly smell a familiar aura from this Bliss acolyte.
That mutated insect queen …
Mary's gaze froze, and the spiritual pressure she exerted on Bliss involuntarily carried a hint of killing intent.
Back in the day, that vile insect Entek had fought with Mary for an entire year before a victor was decided. The victor lived, and the loser died!
The cruel battle had filled Mary with loathing for all insect-type creatures, not to mention this Bliss who could vaguely see the shadow of an insect. If it wasn't for Grimm, perhaps Mary wouldn't have been able to hold back and would have skinned Bliss into minced meat.
For Grimm's sake, Mary forcefully suppressed the rising disgust in her heart and coldly instructed, "You're Bliss? I've heard Grimm mention you before. What, you've already fused with the insect queen? Take off your clothes and let me have a look … "
Bliss, who had fused with the mutated insect queen, could clearly sense Mary's cold killing intent. Of course, this was not because Bliss's spiritual perception was sharp enough to detect a Magus, but because Mary had never concealed her disgust towards Bliss.
However, the hostility displayed by Mary was not what worried Bliss the most. What truly worried him was the mutated insect queen he had fused with. It was as if the mutated insect queen feared Mary from the depths of its soul.
Through the fusion of the origin soul, the mutated insect queen had etched this fear and cowering into Bliss's instincts, causing him to be at a loss of what to do in front of a Magus he had never met before.
Although he had never seen this powerful and beautiful female Magus before, and although he belonged to the same faction as her, the origin soul kept telling him that if he did not deal with her properly, he could very well be killed on the spot.
Ever since he had completely transformed into an insect, Bliss was unwilling to reveal his' true face 'in front of others. Whether it was a demon or a human, as long as they saw his true face and showed their disgust, Bliss would treat them as his enemy and think of ways to kill them in the cruelest way possible.
However, at this moment, under the pressure of Mary's cold killing intent, Bliss could only take off his black robe, revealing his shiny black insect body under the sunlight.
It had to be said that Bliss had walked deeper and more resolute on the path of insect transformation than Entich.
Entich had often used insect transformation as a supplementary method to become stronger. In the depths of his heart, he still hoped to retain a trace of his human instincts. However, Bliss had completely given up on his human identity, and only considered strength. Hence, there were no traces of a human acolyte on his insect body.
This … was simply a strange insect that had stood up straight and was learning to speak like a human!
Mary was very satisfied with Bliss's docility and obedience.
Back then, she had handed the insect queen to Grimm in hopes of strengthening his subordinates. Now that Bliss had done a perfect job, she naturally had no objections.
The killing intent from before was more of an instinctive reaction from the memories of the past. With a simple adjustment, Mary's emotions would naturally not be affected.
"Two red insects escaped from the battlefield just now. I need to know their current location …" Mary ordered coldly.
"They escaped there!" Bliss hurriedly pointed in a direction, "They've already escaped back to the beehive with the remaining Abbe beemen. If you're willing, Bliss will immediately lead the way for you! "
Under the pressure of death, even Bliss became abnormally obedient, seizing every opportunity to please this beautiful Magus Mary.
"Summon your insect army!" Mary ordered, "Look after the ogres here. I'll bring people to clear out the beehive before coming back to take care of these captives. Do your job well, and you'll get six of them. "
"Yes, Bliss will do his best to complete your orders, my Lady!" Bliss's insect body trembled slightly.
This Magus Mary was very accurate. As long as Bliss devoured six more ogres, he would be able to accumulate enough life force to become a quasi-Witch. When that happened, he would no longer be as weak as he was now.
After leaving the Flesh Battlefield, Venlier could not help but approach Mary and ask in a low voice, "My Lady, do you really trust this insect man that much? What if he escapes with all the blood and flesh? "
Mary didn't even turn her head as she flew forward and coldly left behind a sentence.
"Isn't that even better? He better not give me a reason to kill him, or else … "
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