Laing approached the Red Duke with The Vengeance.
The Red Duke looked miserable. Half of his face had been destroyed. Nothing was left except for the scorched pustules and festering wounds. The remaining half of his face was hidden in the helmet, and only a pair of crazy red eyes could be seen.
"It has been hundreds of years. You have brought pain to the people of this country." The Vengeance was burning with white flames, shining with a pale blue light. Laing approached with the sword.
"You cannot understand my hatred. You cannot understand my mission. I want to destroy this country, just like what they did to me." The Red Duke's body was burning. He struggled to get up, but his body was not listening to him.
The holy water that had been concentrated by Alfreid was too harmful to vampires. Even though the Blood Red Duke was a high-grade vampire, he was still unable to resist the power of the holy water. He was unable to control the chaotic elements, and one of his legs was crippled. The holy water had corroded his body, leaving him riddled with holes.
But he still stood up. With his supreme will, the Blood Duke struggled to get up.
"I cannot understand, and I do not want to understand!" The Vengeance swung, and a tree was cut down. The Blood Duke barely dodged the attack. He rolled a few times and rolled into a bush.
Leon's ferocious attacks never stopped. He was determined to kill the Blood Red Duke. The Goddess of Vengeance kept attacking, and each hit put him in danger. But the Blood Red Duke had hundreds of years of battle experience. He was weaker than Leon, but he was still able to dodge and survive. "You don't understand. You don't understand. You don't understand what I've been through. If it was not for Abo Wallace's gift, I would have been dead! "
He dodged Laing's attack again and lay on the ground. The Blood Duke tried to feel around. He touched something and instinctively used it to fight back.
Clang! The swords clashed. The Sword of Aquitaine and The Vengeance clashed. This sword had been passed down from the first Brittany Duke of Aquitaine, the noble Knight of the Holy Grail, Frey Desmond. It showed its power. Against The Vengeance, it was not at a disadvantage.
"Yes. In the end, only this sword accompanied me. Only this sword accompanied me from the beginning to the end!" The Red Duke used the Sword of Aquitaine to launch a series of swift attacks against Laing, but Laing easily resolved them all. This young man in his twenties was stronger than the Blood Duke. The two of them fought fiercely in the forest under the night sky.
At the same time, the Blood Duke's crazy words. "I! To participate in the Crimson Flame Expedition! I! Fought for glory in Araby! But other Dukes! Other Dukes! They were jealous of my achievements, so they sent assassins to kill me! The Vengeance, I was injured! ! I am dying! It was Abo Wallace. He saved me! You turned me into a vampire, or else I would have died long ago! "
"Hypocritical country! Hypocritical faith! Hypocritical glory! There is no need for this kind of country to exist! I will destroy all of this! Destroy! " The Blood Duke roared. He opened his bloody mouth. Laing used The Vengeance to pierce his shoulder. The Blood Duke reached out and grabbed The Vengeance. He did not care about the terrifying power of the purifying fire. Instead, he opened his mouth and swore to pour all of his undead magic and curses into Laing's body.
Even if he died, he would drag Laing down with him!
However, Laing would not sit still and wait for death. He clenched his right fist.
No matter what happened to the Blood Duke, his actions were not worthy of sympathy. For his own revenge, he brought endless pain to this country. He slaughtered his own people and almost destroyed his own family. He kept gathering the undead army again and again, bringing too much pain to this country and mankind. In order to defeat him, one Duke, five Marquises, twelve Earls, and thousands of knights died.
His revenge was only for himself. In order to defeat him, the knights of the Knight King Kingdom shed their own blood.
"Taste this!" Laing clenched his fist tightly. It contained explosive power. The hard iron fist carried the judgment of the Holy Grail Knight and smashed into the Blood Duke's face.
The remaining half of the Red Duke's face was beaten out of shape. The undead magic and vampiric curses that he wanted to spit out were also beaten back by Laing's heavy punch. A few of his teeth flew out. The Red Duke screamed as he was hit into a tree. He howled in pain. Then, Laing took out The Vengeance and slashed down. The Blood Duke's nose and the arm that he used to block were cut off.
"Die! Holy Grail Knight! " The Blood Duke's nose fell to the ground. His face was spurting black blood. He tried to use the Sword of Aquitaine to attack Laing from behind.
Leon turned around and grabbed the Red Duke's hand. He used his immense strength to break the Red Duke's hand. Then, he grabbed the Sword of Aquitaine and pierced the Red Duke's head from behind. The sharp Sword of Aquitaine went through the Red Duke's neck and came out of his mouth.
"Your life ends here. I've won, and you've lost!" Lein's flaming fist punched through the Blood Red Duke's chest from behind. The Blood Red Duke's chest exploded and burned a hole in it. Lein grabbed the Blood Red Duke's black heart and crushed it. Lein lifted the Blood Red Duke's head and shouted in his ear, "Accept your judgment!"
"Take off your helmet!" Laing took off the Blood Duke's helmet, revealing his half-destroyed, half-dead face.
He must have been a handsome man before he became a vampire.
"In the name of the Lady! Judge you! " The Lady of Vengeance swept past, and the Blood Duke's head fell to the ground. His soul was sucked into the subspace storm created by Laing. He could never be revived.
The Blood Duke, who had brought 500 years of pain to Brittany, had died at the Grismore River.
Laing understood that the Blood Duke was not weak. He had become stronger. After this battle, he had touched the threshold of the Holy Realm.
"No!" In the distant sky, Manfred, who was riding a zombie dragon, arrived late. He was just in time to see the Blood Red Duke's decapitation.
In the distance, two groups of Blood Knights riding on Nightmare Warhorses were rapidly approaching. Everyone's expression changed drastically. Leon picked up the Sword of Aquitaine and the Red Duke's head and said to everyone, "Hurry up and leave! I will cover your retreat! Teresa's teleportation spell will take us both away. "
"No! Laing, we promised not to be separated again! " Veronica panted. She had some injuries. In order to burn down the entire camp, Gallan Witch had used up all her magic.
"Veronica!" Laing shouted. "Be good!"
Veronica saw Laing's determined expression and knew that now was not the time to be shy. She nodded. "Laing, I will wait for you in the Baron's territory."
Veronica led the two Demon Hunters and two half-elves to leave quickly, retreating towards the designated location. As long as they crossed the river, there would be an army on the other side of the river to receive them.
However, Jerrold, Frey, and Teresa stayed. The sorceress did not say a word. She just took out a large amount of potions and poured them into her mouth. The sorceress still had a large amount of magic reserves. She would be the only hope for them to escape.
"Why aren't you leaving?" Laing raised Nemesis. The Blood Knights were only 300 to 500 meters away. Frey's zombie dragon would be even faster.
"You have no right to order me, Laing." Jerrold laughed. The royal knight who was always serious was now carefree and happy. "In the face of a strong enemy, I am not afraid. I am loyal and righteous. I would rather die than submit. I protect the weak. For the Lady! I am a knight of honor. I am the Lady's knight. I should be the one covering the retreat. "
"Good friend, I have nothing to say." Frey was also full of smiles.
"Hahaha! Alright." Laing smiled bitterly and shook his head. "We should have retreated after destroying the camp, but this was a good opportunity to kill the Red Duke."
"I understand. Laing, cover me!" Teresa took out another potion and drank it. The sorceress was surrounded by frost energy. It even covered her skin. "Buy me some time!"
Before she finished speaking, Frey Frey approached. The vampire count was really angry now. The Red Duke had been killed! They had lost a flag and a leader.
They had also lost the right to rule over this country!
More than thirty Blood Knights charged in the dark night. The Nightmare Warhorses breathed sulfuric air and raised their filthy lances high up in the air. In the sky, Manfred's Zombie Dragon breathed out dragon's breath and approached them at an extremely fast speed.
Laing and the others immediately retreated into the camp. Many places were burning, and many were frozen. The camp had been destroyed, but this place became a place to hide. Laing, Frey, Jerrold, and Teresa retreated into the camp. The Blood Knights roared and charged through the burning camp gate.
Frey Frey's zombie dragon spat out a large amount of dragon breath. It blew away all the piled up building materials and exposed Laing and the others. The vampire count shouted, "They are there!"
"Fight!" Clayon knew that they had nowhere to run in the wilderness, so he turned around and faced the Blood Esquire head-on. He dodged the sharp lance and slashed the leg of the Incubus Warhorse. The Incubus Warhorse was injured and threw the Blood Esquire off its back.
"Blizzard!" The frost energy gathered into a ball. Under the sorceress's guidance, dozens of icicles were formed in the air. The Blood Knights were concentrated by the sorceress's blizzard. These terrifying knights that made the old world tremble were slightly hindered. Their charging momentum was stopped.
"Ice Barrier!" Teresa's spells were cast like crazy. Several ice barriers separated the Blood Knights in three directions. Laing, Jerrold, and Frey rushed up together. The three of them fought valiantly against the Blood Knights.
The Blood Knights were not to be trifled with. Jerrold and Frey were quickly suppressed by the Blood Knights. Frey's armor was cut open by the filthy blades of the Blood Knights. His flesh was cut open and blood was dripping. The holy light that the paladins were good at was useless against the Blood Knights. The only effective weapon was the longsword that was coated with holy water. With the longsword, Frey was barely able to contend with the Blood Knights. Jerrold's body was covered in wounds. The royal knight's thigh, arm, chest, and shoulder were all injured. However, he still continued to fight in the name of a lady.
Hold on! Hold on! Ryan shouted in his heart. They had to hold back the Blood Knights and ensure that Veronica and the others could retreat smoothly. The Holy Grail Knight bravely fought against five or six Blood Knights by himself. The blade of the sword slashed open his face, and he was also injured.
In the camp, the battle was in full swing. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Man Frey swore to kill Laing.
After holding on for five minutes, the situation was extremely dangerous. Laing and the others were forced to a corner in the camp. They struggled to hold on under the siege of dozens of Blood Knights and the vampire count Man Frey.
The Blood Knights crowded in the camp and fought with Ryan and the others. Manfred, on the other hand, had a spell duel with Theresa in the air. "Nagash's Gaze!"
"Crystal Cloak!" Teresa summoned a flashing vortex of broken ice. Layers of ice fog covered the sorceress's slim body and blocked the spells of Man Frey. The sorceress clenched her silver teeth. While the crystal cloak was still blocking the spells of Man Frey, she had already released the next spell. "Soica's Call!"
Soica's Call was an eighth-circle spell. It was an original spell created by the first Ice Sorceress, Soica. The camp exploded, and then an eight-meter-tall ice tornado appeared. The Blood Knights who were fighting were swept up and blown into the sky. Their stiff bodies were slightly frozen by the frost, but after only ten seconds, cracks appeared on the ice. The Blood Knights quickly broke free from the ice. The frostbite of the armor that was enough to freeze a normal person to death did not affect them at all.
Man Frey was also suppressed by the powerful spell and could not open his eyes. The vampire count gripped the Blasphemy Blade tightly. He chose to give up riding the zombie dragon. The vampire count could feel that the sorceress in front of him was using a large amount of magic potions and overdrawing her life force to fight against him, so he decided to fight in close range.
"Ahhh!" Jerrold's chest was pierced by a Blood Knight's sword. He shouted and kicked the Blood Knight in front of him away. He covered his chest and retreated. Al Frey's body was covered in blood. A long halberd was aimed directly at his face. The paladin had no choice but to cast a divine spell. "Divine Shield!"
"Teresa, how much longer do you need?!" Laing's Nemesis slashed open the armor of a Blood Knight. He could feel at least two sharp swords near his head.
"Fifteen seconds!" Teresa's face was as pale as paper. The teleportation spell was about to be activated, but she had no mana left!
"Ugh!" The sorceress overdrew the power of her blood once again. A two-meter-tall ice wall stood between her and Man Frey.
It was useless. Man Frey stretched out his hand. The powerful undead spell quickly melted the ice wall that Teresa had created with all her strength.
Was she going to lose? The sorceress fell to her knees.
It seemed that she was going to die here today. Teresa's cold and elegant face showed despair.
She had no mana left.
She was doomed.
Man Frey, who was standing in front of her, had already raised the Blasphemy Blade. "It's over! This is your graveyard! "
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