Creation: I Am Azathoth

After about five minutes, the monsters had assembled again, and the paladins of the church also stood firm at their posts.

At this time, the true ancestor vampire who was originally hiding in the back and supervised the battle stepped forward, using magic to transmit voices from the air:

"Humans, I see your struggles, it's really good."

"The constant fighting and the strange move just now killed thousands of slaves.

"But how long can you hold on?"

"The woman in armor just now was exhausted and lost the ability to fight.

"How much strength does the remaining strong man have with the rest of the miscellaneous fish?"

True ancestor vampires not only possess great power, but also know how to play with the fear in people's hearts.

In the distance, Martha clenched the cross sword in her hand, pointed at the True Ancestor with the blade shining with metal light, and said:

"Would you like to try?"

Martha's angry voice made those monsters who were about to move quiet again.

The True Ancestor looked at Martha with a mocking smile on his face.

As a true ancestor vampire, he can easily judge the opponent's state by the blood flow rate.

Martha's remaining strength was simply not enough to defeat a True Ancestor.

Maybe it can explode.

But what about after the explosion?

Martha will be eaten by monsters.

Then, what will a group of trash fish knights in the Holy See do to stop the invasion?

While the Pope was watching this scene worriedly, the true ancestor of the vampire on the opposite side waved his hands, and a bloody long sword condensed in his hand.

Following the actions of the true ancestor, the monsters behind roared and rushed towards the Holy See.

The third wave of attack began.

Martha turned the cross sword to support the knights.

But a ferocious aura mixed with the light of the knife slashed across countless distances, blocking her footsteps.

While the True Ancestor waved his long sword to oppress Mirta, dozens of blood dogs sprang out from all around, opening their bloody mouths towards Mirda.

"boom!"

The next moment, Martha threw herself away with the reaction force, collided with a wall and fell, dodging the attack.

The True Ancestor stood on the spot, looked at Mirta who crawled out of the wall, smiled and stroked the blood dog beside him, and said:

"Exquisite battle memory, but you are not good at fighting with me.

"The only thing I can rely on is that your holy light attribute restrains me."

"But I don't need to fight with you, I just need to delay your steps.

"How long do you think those miscellaneous fish knights can protect Sheng?"

Martha walked out from the ruins in a state of embarrassment, and said calmly:

"That's right, but if you want to consume my physical strength, I'm afraid you have miscalculated."

"I'm different from Joan."

"The Lord's blessing allows me to have unlimited endurance and resilience in the land of faith."

"My own state will also be improved in varying amounts according to the situation of protecting others."

"The more critical the situation, the stronger I am."

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"You are dangerous, I will execute you here!"

Saying that, Martha put down the cross sword and rolled up her sleeves.

The True Ancestor looked at her suspiciously.

The human woman in front of me has been relying on the cross sword to fight, is she planning to surrender now that she puts down her weapon?

Or, wishing to be transformed into an immortal vampire?

Hmm~ I can't think about it.

After all, such good material is very rare.

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However, Martha, who rolled up her sleeves, showed a confident smile at the corner of her mouth, and said:

"The cross sword was given to me by the Lord. Under His teaching, I sealed my fists and became a missionary."

"But you may not know that I once subdued the evil dragon Tarasque."

"That huge evil dragon was killed by my fists!"

True Ancestor frowned, a feeling of uneasiness emerged in his heart.

Why, when the human woman in front of her put down her weapon, the aura she emitted became even stronger?

(To explain, simply speaking, it is the heroic spirit changing profession.)

(For example: Hercules' strength will increase greatly if he changes from mad level to bow level.)

(There are even some heroic spirits, who can directly become the crown if they change their profession.)

(Martha holding the cross sword is a sword rank, which means she has weakened herself.)

(The one that really suits her is cavalry, but she seldom uses mounts, but fights with both fists. Thousands).