When he saw Sethia rushing out of the ruins, Luo You suddenly became one and two big. He didn't know if he had the talent to be chased. He was chased by the captain of the werewolf in the first team battle, was chased by the bone dragon in the dawn defense battle, and now he was chased by the vampire queen again.

Luo You continued to run forward, but he didn't feel anyone chasing him for a long time. He looked back and was surprised to find that Sesia was standing at the door without moving. At first he thought Sesia didn't want to chase him in the sun, but later he found that she was already bathed in the sun when she was standing there, and there was no saying that she was afraid of the sun.

What was she doing? Luo You really didn't understand the intention of Sethia to suddenly give up her pursuit, but it would be better if she didn't chase her, and they could escape safer.

However, things did not develop as Luo You imagined.

Sethia stood there and suddenly inserted the Blood Hell into the ground. In just a moment, a huge blood clan energy rushed to the ground frantically, spreading out like dense spider webs, turning into a demon's hideous tentacle rushing towards the surroundings.

The next second, a bitter and harsh spell came from Sethia's red lips and echoed on the barren black soil. With this terrible spell, the scarlet blood on the ground became unprecedentedly rich, rapidly eroding the surrounding land, and finally completely covering it. From a distance, it looked like a carpet made of blood.

Sethia held the Blood Prison tightly, and as the last word of the spell settled, a terrifying change occurred!

The land covered with scarlet blood suddenly bulged, and began to churn like the storm of the sea of ​​blood. In the boiling wave of blood, something seemed to break out of the ground.

The first thing that appeared from the blood of the raging waves was a large number of strange flags. These flags were all white, and the black crosses were engraved in the middle with the murderous aura of iron and blood. There was no wind at this time, but these flags were dancing wildly in the surging energy.

Eric also witnessed this scene at this time. The old man froze in place, his eyes gradually stared at him bigger than a copper bell, and his mouth could almost put three eggs in his mouth. He muttered as if he had lost his soul: "Scandinavian cross..."

Al turned his head when she heard the sound. She looked at the cross flag full of death and slaughter in the distance, and covered her red lips in disbelief: "No... the Lord is above, this is impossible..."

Countless flags broke out of the ground and soon brought out the things behind them. They were knights riding tall horses, but from the scarier eyes behind the helmet, which were scarlet than blood, it can be seen that these "knights" are no longer humans, and the same is true for the horses under them. Each horse was filled with transparent saliva, and the breath of a demon was emitted between his nose. The scarlet eyes seemed to suck people into a bottomless hell.

The number of knights rising from the scarlet sea was boundless, almost filled with visible horizons. Floating cross flags intertwined in the air to form a funeral belt for funerals, as if they were sentenced to death with iron blood.

The terrifying war horses from hell made a deafening neigh, and they raised their front hooves, trying to launch a vast death charge forward like a demon.

The knights on the horse's back had both eyes as blood. Even though they could not see the face behind the helmet, the trembling aura mixed with the neighing of the war horses, forming a pressure that could crush everything. The armor on their bodies was covered with the black cross robe, and the huge rifle in their hands was filled with the cold light of death, without hiding their desire for blood.

Everyone did not count how many knights from hell were there because they could not count them at all. The eyes and visible were all dead riders, with flags and spears intertwined.

Eric, who was a German in the old era, knew the logo and identity of these knights better than anyone else. He was embroidered with a black cross, a blood of his lineage, the noble pride of Germany, the invincible Teutonic warriors, and the iconic Scandinavian cross, this legion that rushed out of the scarlet sea was the Teutonic Knights!

As the three major knights in the Middle Ages, the Teutonic Knights were once famous, and then suffered a devastating blow in the Battle of Tanrenberg. They disbanded the military under the iron hooves of Napoleon in the early 19th century. Since then, they have never recovered. In the old era, there are only more than 1,000 members left, and they are responsible for charity on weekdays.

In the new era, the Cross Church, which was separating Europe, reorganized the Teutonic Knights, and once again established it as the war preparations of the Order, and fought everywhere for the glory of the "Lord".

Unlike the modern battlefield where hot weapons are everywhere, the Cross Church's combat mode is more retro than the wilderness evolutionists of the Republic. Although there are guns and cannon troops in the Knights, these brave knights are more willing to wear heavy armor and hold cold weapons to fight.

But don’t underestimate this retro combat mode. The equipment they all come from cubes, and they are invulnerable to swords and guns, and even the war horses under them are from cubes, not in this world. Moreover, these knights themselves are extremely powerful evolutionists, with terrible physical fitness. After being baptized, they also have the "Divine Seal", a mysterious power derived from inner faith and glory, which is unstoppable!

Without considering artillery support, an elite knight unit of the Cross Church could even easily destroy a built-in light tank battalion.

"Lord, this seems to be the 11th Detachment of the Teutonic Knights who came to aid the Republic two years ago." Al looked at the knights who had risen from the sea of ​​blood in disbelief and said tremblingly, "At that time, I heard that this unit disappeared on the way to come, why did it appear here..."

The invasion of the cube in the first year of the Colonial Destruction was largely arranged according to population density. The European continent was vast and sparsely populated, so even though the Cross Church did not have a steel division like the Federation, the intensity of the invasion suffered was very low and the bravery and fearlessness of the knights, it quickly suppressed the mutant creatures and then divided their troops to rush to the Eastern Continent for assistance. It was during this period of time that Al came to the Glory of the Republic.

However, in the bloody battle of three years of collapse, the Cross Church was unwilling to be involved in the conflict head-on, and withdrew most of the Knights, while Al voluntarily stayed, which led to a series of things that later entered the Dawn Team.

"I have heard of a legend before, but I always think it's fake, so I didn't take it seriously." Ghost Hand looked at the terrifying knight in the distance with a gloomy face and said in a low voice, "I heard that high-level vampires can also devour a person's soul while devouring blood, so that they can be integrated with themselves, and then reshape their body and release them after being released. However, when they are released again, the devoured person is no longer the original person, but the soulless dead, and will fight for their masters frantically!"

"That is to say...everyone who is eaten by a high-level vampire will turn into her soldiers and become a member of the undead legion!"

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Chapter completed!