Merlin asked suddenly.

"Um?"

The vampire-turned blade beside him snorted, and he slapped the blood-colored bat wings and asked:

"What's the matter? Do you want to turn around and fight them?"

"No, I mean"

Merlin looked at the temple in front of him, he estimated the time and asked:

"Do you know how to act?"

"Uh, I haven't learned it."

Blade answered calmly:

"My actions usually don't need to act."

"Okay, then I'll do it."

Merlin pulled out his wand, he said:

"Remember your lines, and only one sentence will be the right time and shout it out in the craziest and most sincere tone."

"Wait, you made me a little confused."

Blade whispered:

"Tell me first, what are we going to do? Is it really good to leave that girl alone to face Dracula?"

“What we have to do is simple.”

A glimmer of the unlocking spell at the top of the magic wand Lora shone, and he said to the blade:

"We are going to give this land to Lord Dracula, the conquerors of hell, and, don't worry about Riana, who is much tougher than you think."

"Oh, frame it."

The blade is not stupid either. He is just too lazy to use his brain on weekdays. He is used to drawing his sword and slashing him when he encounters problems.

He said to Merlin:

“What are my lines?”

Merlin rushed into the temple where the door was slowly opening in front of him with a blade. The moment he entered the temple, both of them were shocked by strange forces, which made their flight speed suddenly slow down.

In front of them, there was an indescribable black statue. The statue was like a twisted octopus rising from the sea. Just one glance at it made people feel confused.

"Don't look at it!"

Merlin shouted to the blade in his spirit:

"Remember your lines"

"For the glory of the Shadow Seed! Long live Lord Dracula!"

"Remember."

The blade turned his head and looked at the strange sculpture in the center of the temple. He looked at the shadow of blood that was also rushing into the temple, and was also disturbed by the strange power emitted by the statue. He pulled out his weapon and asked:

"What are you doing now?"

"Now?"

Meilin stood at the edge of the temple. He stretched out his hand with a calm expression and gently pushed the exquisite offerings placed on the altar in front of him. The gorgeous skull bottle decorated with the best magic gems hit the ground, smashing it to pieces.

Merlin is like a thug who comes to do sabotage, he said:

“What we need to do now is simple”

He spoke righteously, like a crazy believer, shouting to the Blood Shadow behind him:

"In the name of Lord Dracula!"

"For the conquerors of hell, destroy this blasphemous temple!"

""Bang"

As he roared, a hot ball of hell was thrown at the strange statue. Merlin's figure became erratic, jumping back and forth around the sculpture, seducing the blood shadow to launch an raid on him almost all fell on the sculpture.

The destructive power of more than a dozen Blood Shadows originated from Dracula was quite amazing. In just a few seconds, the interior of this weird temple was messed up.

It was desecrated by pagans.

"You guys! Damn it!"

Just in Merlin, when the blade and the shadow of blood were entangled in the temple of the evil gods, a crazy and terrifying force burst out at the entrance of the temple in a sudden trembling of the earth. A thin, haze-like demon appeared at the entrance of the temple. His red eyes were filled with an irreversible hatred and madness.

"You guys! Damn!!!"

The demon roared and waved his hand, and the shadow arrow, like a storm, threw it at every destroyer in the temple in a posture that pierced everything.

Seeing the master appear, Meilin waved his sword quickly and picked up a small blue stone octopus statue placed in the center of the altar and statue. He winked at the blade, and the latter immediately understood. The vampire shouted:

"For the glory of the shadow seed!"

"Long live Lord Dracula!"

“The border of hell will definitely belong to the hell conqueror!!!”

Well, he also added a sentence on his own initiative, but judging from the awakened expression of Bellakos, this sentence has a good effect.

"It's time to leave."

Meilin suspended the small stone sculpture by his side with gravity. He glanced at the evil god believer who was trapped in madness and frightening. He turned into mist, rolled up his blade, and disappeared into the temple in the blink of an eye.

Hatred has stabilized
Chapter completed!