Annoyed by the madly laughing Vampire Deakin, William kicked Deakin's body, sending him crashing into the Dark Magic Barrier.
"Bang!" Deacon, who had crashed into the magic barrier, was immediately bounced back.
Deakin, who had a few broken ribs, coughed up blood as he revealed a victorious smile. "It's useless. This Dark Magic Array uses Sète's Dark Tome as its energy source, and it was specially prepared for you.
I'm waiting to go to hell to serve the great Sète. "
"Idiot." William took out his Frost Hammer and threw it at the energy barrier.
"Clang!"
The Frost Hammer collided with the barrier, causing ice shards to appear on it. Then, under Deakin's panicked gaze, cracking sounds could be heard.
William retrieved his Frost Hammer and used even more force to smash the frozen barrier.
Crack, crack. This time, the sound of ice cracking was even louder.
Deakin was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted at the Vampires outside the barrier, "Don't let him escape! Hurry up and start the sacrificial ritual!"
When the group of Vampires outside the altar heard this, they hurriedly took out their weapons and escorted twelve flustered pure-blooded Vampires to stand on the twelve runes.
Seeing this, William stopped throwing his hammer. Instead, he took it and walked to the side of the barrier, waved his hand, and smashed it down fiercely.
"Clang, clang, clang." For a moment, the rumbling sounds could be heard, scaring Deakin and the Vampires outside the altar.
Fortunately, Sète's Dark Tome was worthy of being a Demon God's treasure. There were a few times when the barrier looked like it was about to collapse, but the Dark Tome would release dark energy to replenish the magic that the barrier lost.
This finally allowed Deakin and the other Vampires to relax, but they still couldn't help but speed up their movements.
However, Sète, who was in Hell, was not so relaxed.
Every time he transmitted energy to the Darkness Scripture through the dimension, he would lose 90% of his Darkness Magic Power for nothing. If not for his new master, Mephisto, watching from the side, Sète didn't know if he would have given up.
After all, he was already injured. If he were to consume a large amount of his Magic Power now, who knew if Mephisto would suddenly devour him, a greatly weakened demon god.
With Sète and the Frost Hammer, William, the master of the Frost Hammer, still had the time to look at the Darkness Codex that was emitting a dark glow.
He didn't know how this book was related to Sithorne's Book of Darkness, nor did he know which was superior.
He wanted to take a look at it, but he was worried that he didn't have enough willpower.
Even though he had a lot of treasures and his battle prowess was pretty good, William himself was very clear that if there was a weakness, it would probably be his willpower.
If there was a voice that kept hovering and whispering in his mind, William himself didn't know how long he would be able to hold on.
William scanned with his mind power and saw a stream of blood flowing on the top of the altar. He knew that the sacrificial ceremony was about to be completed.
It was a pity that he didn't find any trace of that old bastard Victor. He had wasted so much energy to smash this broken magic shield.
He stopped waving the Frost Hammer and looked at the blood that was about to fall. William knew that once he was possessed by this drop of blood, the Blood God in Hell would possess him.
Just when Deakin, Sète, and even Mephisto in Hell thought that William would think of other ways or intend to compete with the Blood God for control of his body …
With a flash of thought, William changed the Holy Light Armor on his body into the Frost Armor. Without saying a word, he picked up the Frost Hammer and smashed it on the ground of the altar.
A chill that seemed to be able to freeze even one's soul was emitted from the Frost Hammer.
In just a breath's time, the entire magic shield was filled with the power of frost, and the space within the magic shield was compressed to the point that there was nothing left.
As the power of frost continued to spread from the Frost Hammer, a creaking sound could be heard. At the same time, the magic shield began to expand slowly due to the constant expansion of the ice.
Looking at the constantly changing size of the magic shield, William snorted coldly in his heart. The Frost Hammer was made with the Box of Frost that could freeze an entire planet.
Although the energy contained in the inner force was not infinite, it was definitely not a problem for it to burst a magic shield.
The temperature in the entire underground altar dropped sharply. In just a few seconds, the Vampires who realized that the situation was not good were frozen one by one before they could escape.
As for Deakin-fess in the magic shield, he had long been frozen into pieces by the extreme cold. Even the drops of blood from the Blood God were frozen and could no longer fall.
In hell, Mephisto, who continued to observe for a few seconds, watched as the entire underground altar was frozen in solid ice.
Under the compression and expansion of the power of frost, which did not weaken at all, it actually supported the stone building at the top of the altar, squeezed through the soil layer, and began to expand towards the ground.
He sighed in his heart, "I didn't expect Odin to be willing to forge the treasure of the Frost Giants into a weapon for this human."
"Forget it, Sète." Mephisto shook his head and said, "Take back your Darkness Scripture. It's impossible to trap this human named William Devonshire now."
Hearing this, Sète was silent for a moment, unwilling to give up. Then, he glared fiercely at William for a few moments, intending to take back his Darkness Scripture.
However, just as he activated his magic and summoned his Darkness Scripture, the moment the magic shield disappeared, a red light shot up from the ice and filled the sky.
"Clang."
He saw William grab a sword and throw it at the Darkness Scripture.
Sète knew that things were not good. He had used up his magic power to speed up the summoning of the Darkness Scripture. The summoning spell, which was supposed to go smoothly, had now stopped.
William, who had confined the space, not only used his mind to dissipate the ice between himself and the Darkness Scripture, but the Heaven's Inquisition Sword also followed up, instantly hitting and piercing through the cover of the Darkness Scripture.
Before Sète could react, William leaped over a distance of five to six meters, waved the Frost Hammer in his hand, and smashed down on the head of the Heaven's Inquisition Sword.
"Boom ~ ~"
The Heaven's Inquisition Sword, which had been smashed by the hammer, immediately pierced through the cover of the Darkness Scripture and into the Scripture.
This caused Sète, who had become one with the Darkness Scripture, to feel as if he had been hit in the head by a hammer. He, who had already lost a lot of his strength, was in a daze.
However, William would not give up so easily. Under the horrified gaze of Sète and Mephisto, he once again raised the Frost Hammer and smashed the Heaven's Inquisition Sword's head.
"Clang!" A loud sound was heard again, and Sète clutched his head in pain and fell to the ground.
William, who was inside the altar, saw that the effect was remarkable. He laughed strangely and repeatedly waved the hammer, smashing it fiercely. Finally, after a dozen strikes, the Heaven's Inquisition Sword directly pierced through the Darkness Scripture.
The Darkness Scripture, whose magic array had been completely destroyed, suddenly dimmed.
Mephisto looked at the Heaven's Inquisition Sword that had pierced through the Darkness Scripture in disbelief. He could not understand how this sword could remain unscathed after being hammered a dozen times and breaking through the Darkness Scripture's magic array.
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