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The regency hall of the palace was filled with motionless statues of the great demons, with only two figures standing on the long brown carpet directly in front of the throne.

It seems that the art of the demon world has never disappeared, a historical corridor carved by the heroic poems of demons and vampires.

"McCarthy, you..."

Luo Qing stood on the high platform of the throne, her dim silver pupils gradually filled with brilliance, staring blankly at the figure of their demon clan who was the first to wake up.

Originally, due to unknown reasons, the fourth ancestor could use the sixth ancestor's [Blood Destruction] power, so she had to use all her strength to prevent the fourth ancestor from self-destructing at all costs.

Now the vampires must have never expected that there are demons on their side who are almost immune to [Falling Gentle Land]!

"The palace barrier can hold on for a while! Go and wake up the other big demons. Maye Qing can wake up the fastest!"

Fallen Lord Kaliera reminded Lan Qi.

"It may not be in time, I just have to deal with him."

Lan Qi said without looking back.

The moment he woke up just now, he analyzed the situation and tried to wake up Lei Mingqing beside him. However, Lei Mingqing was deeply trapped in his dream. By the time he woke up Lei Mingqing, the tenth ancestor Ulisses would have been completely eliminated. The palace boundary has reached the princess's throne.

This was Lan Qi's first encounter with a situation where he had to fight against an eighth-level bishop-level warrior. It was also the worst possible final battle in a seventh-level hell difficulty shadow world.

Under normal circumstances, it takes a group of seventh-level experts to cooperate well in team play and use special mechanisms to win.

"You can't beat him!"

Fallen Lord Kaliera is extremely anxious. She knows McCarthy’s true strength better than anyone else. He is the fourth level. Even if McCarthy can demolish the palace at this moment, the tenth ancestor under the sun can easily kill McCarthy. This kind of non-combatant demon clan.

After thinking about it, Lan Qi turned around and added:

"Don't worry, I have never lost in your field."

For the time being, Lan Qi still had to reassure the Fallen Lord and control the fourth ancestor Eduardo.

He had never caught such a big fish before, and he couldn't let the fresh ninth-level vampire escape.

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Luo Qing stared at the confident emerald green eyes, not understanding what this glowing demon meant.

The falling land of gentleness is obviously the ultimate magic and inviolable absolute realm that she is proud of. Why does it feel like the man in front of her has regarded this magic as his own?

But at this moment, she can only believe him, or in other words, she really wants to believe him!

She wanted to see if there were really other people of the same race who could perfectly cooperate with her and make up for the biggest flaw of her spell, which was indistinguishable between friend and foe.

"Come on...!"

Caliera suppressed her heartbeat and shouted with all her strength.

The princess must be kept. She is not only the last key to the ancestral land, but also a demon recognized by her fallen minister. She can also establish a bridge of communication with human forces.

As long as the demons can survive this disaster today, they will go to war with the vampires at all costs. At that time, she will personally send an envoy to the Paulante Empire to ask for an alliance with the human side!

"Oh? How can you deal with me? Although I am very interested in competing with you in painting again, I'm afraid now is not the time."

Marquis Ulises raised his eyebrows slightly, and while concentrating on breaking the barrier, he asked Lanqi with interest.

Marquis Ulisses was filled with relief.

He has the demeanor of a tyrant, which is where his pride lies, and he doesn't care about previous wins or losses.

Seeing the same epic painting, instead of being discouraged, he felt indifferent to the fact that the vampire clan could not easily get the demon princess. Not to mention the frustration and disappointment, he was not even jealous of Lan Qi, but only the satisfaction of completing the task. feel.

His greatest work is not any painting he created, but his true painting skills.

Because he considers himself an unparalleled painter, he likes to have opponents in the world who can set off him.

"It's okay. As you wish, we can compete in another way."

Lan Qi stood not far from Zhen Yeqing and began to interfere with her dreams. At the same time, several orange translucent light marks appeared between her fingers.

"In your opinion, didn't the winner of the painting selection ceremony just now be determined yet?"

Lan Qi closed his eyes and sensed Zhen Yeqing's dream.

It's easy to wake up by yourself, but it's difficult to wake up others. The last time I woke up, Hyperion stayed in her dream for several minutes.

Although it is difficult to devote himself wholeheartedly to Zhen Yeqing's dream at this time, and he still has to focus on Ulises in front of him, but piece by piece, he can always find some clues in the dream and give Zhen Yeqing some hints to speed up The speed with which she came to.

Maye Qing in the dream is an overly beautiful girl with white hair and blue eyes. There are no curse scars on her face from studying forbidden spells. She can face her friend Mi Wu Qing calmly, the demon with black hair and golden eyes. Young general.

"You are right. My unrivaled painting skills are my pride. But you, a businessman who deceives the world and steals your reputation, can't catch my eye just yet."

The Tenth Ancestor, Marquis Ulisses, moved his gaze downwards, noticed the magic item in Lan Qi's hand, and briefly stopped breaking the barrier.

This does not seem to be the product of this era.

But with the power of [Blood Creation], it can make the products he writes appear in a short time. Ulises knows very well that the other party has a similar thing in his hand.

Unfortunately, Ulisses also knew that the opponent's props, which looked like products of magic engineering and paintings, were of the same low rank as McCarthy.

He didn't mind giving the other person a few seconds, after all, he was always interested in the topic of art.

Even though he knew that this was a ploy by the other party to delay time, he knew better that delaying McCarthy for a few more seconds wouldn't change anything.

"You may have misunderstood, I just need to defeat you."

Lan Qi's words fell.

The thrown translucent card was surrounded by a gloomy orange mist, as ominous as the abyss.

At the same moment, the air in the palace suddenly became extremely oppressive and almost solidified, and the sound-enclosed space echoed with mournful wails like weeping blood.

Countless ghosts appeared as if they had traveled from another dimension. Their figures overlapped and it was impossible to distinguish the individual ones. Like the choir, the echoing sound was so heavy that the demons present fell into a dream and turned into stone sculptures. They all trembled slightly.

If they hadn't fallen into a sweet dream, they would have covered their ears as if they were struck by lightning, trembling all over to bear the mental impact that exceeded their limits.

In the process of a beautiful dream, if you endure such mental torture, the dream will change.

Lan Qi instructed Boss Cat to use [Sound Seal Barrier] to seal the influence of Purgatory Chorus [Beautiful Notes] in the middle part of the Regency Hall except for the front and rear ends, except for the seats near the fourth ancestor Eduardo and the throne on the high platform. Anyone near the Fallen Lord Kaliela will be immersed in the sounds of purgatory.

The wailing sound pierced the boundary between reality and nightmare, and the increasingly fierce sound was like sharp daggers constantly piercing the eardrums of the demons sitting on the left and right seats, cutting their nerves, allowing them to enjoy a beautiful dream while their body and mind were being torn apart.

And all this was just noise in Ulises’ ears.

"What did you say? What kind of silly joke is this?"

Marquis Ulises was in a daze, and then finally couldn't help laughing.

The other party made bold claims and claimed to defeat him, but in the end he still planned to rely on other big demons and try his best to buy time to wake up the big demons.

Although the noise emitted by these third-level summons can slow down his movements and speed up the speed at which the demons wake up from their sweet dreams, his resistance to the eighth-level magic system will not only make him feel pain, but will not be affected by this. Noise under control.

If you challenge the eighth level head-on at this level, there is no chance of winning. Only the eighth level can fight against the eighth level.

"Before you become famous as a painter, shouldn't you be a clown?"

The tenth ancestor Ulises looked solemn, knowing that there was no need to delay the fight with the other party any longer.

While they were tossing about for a while, he walked some distance further.

As long as he breaks through a few more layers of barriers, he can get in front of this glowing demon and turn it into blood mist to obliterate it.

"Is it that funny?"

Lan Qi asked with a half-smile.

"That's enough, I'm not interested in dealing with clowns."

Marquis Ulisses waved his hand gently, his nails scratched his fingers, and his red blood gradually condensed a giant eagle in front of him.

The opponent's attack just now had proven that they were not in the same weight class, so there was no need for him to put down his body and fight in person.