Martin Variety in American Comics

"The Three Palaces Demon is indeed a very difficult enemy."

"But he doesn't have the ability to destroy the earth!"

Martin sneered. He didn't underestimate the Three Palaces Demon, but looked down on the middle-aged woman in front of him.

She knew too little about the mysterious forces hidden on the earth.

In the past, the Blood Brotherhood was able to develop in secret because another wave of Three Palaces Demon's believers covered them.

Otherwise, given the lack of understanding of the world by the woman in front of her, they would either be brushed as copies by the orthodox heirs of the mysterious faction, or killed by magicians like Constantine and Zatanna who still have a sense of justice.

But the Blood Mother didn't know this. She took luck as strength and the small piece of land in front of her as the whole world. Although she had strength, she couldn't make up for her intellectual incompetence.

For these people, Martin usually didn't waste words to explain anything to them.

Because they were not stupid, but deliberately indulged in the fantasy they created and didn't want to come out.

Even if this beautiful environment required the lives of others as the price, these people had no mercy.

"So please die!"

Martin turned his head and glanced at the statue of the Three Palaces Demon. It was impossible to expect that guy not to participate.

Rachel was right in front of him. How could the greedy demon let go of the treasure he had dreamed of and remain indifferent?

Martin's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he decided to eliminate these Three Palaces Demon's followers as quickly as possible.

Without the guidance of mortals, it would not be an easy thing for a big demon like the Three Palaces Demon to come to the world.

At that time, Martin Zatanna plus Rachel would be enough to beat the Three Palaces Demon back directly.

But if these human believers sacrificed themselves to the Three Palaces Demon as a sacrifice to mark the coordinates of the earth, it would be troublesome.

Thinking of this, Martin made a move, the Double Dragon Sword flashed, and two blood-colored dragon patterns broke away from the sword body, rushed out, biting the Blood Mother from both sides, trying to control it.

"Get out of here, disgusting monster, stay away from me!"

The Blood Mother plays with blood and gains power from it, so she particularly hates those who use blood magic like her.

The scepter turns, and the red gem on the top releases light, stirring the blood mist in the air to form vortices that begin to compete with the dragon pattern on the Double Dragon Sword for the power of blood.

Martin is not proficient in blood magic. The way of drawing power from blood is more similar to the wizards of ancient times, rather than the immortal way developed by Qi Refiners.

But he doesn't need to compete with the Blood Mother in the skill of controlling blood.

Since the other party wants to absorb his power so much, Martin generously fulfills the other party's wish.

The Tiangang fighting spirit flows out along the Double Dragon Sword, allowing the vortex formed by the Blood Mother to swallow it.

But swallowing does not mean digestion. The Blood Mother has the best teeth, but her appetite is not very good.

Martin raised his sword finger and gently turned it. The swallowed Tiangang fighting spirit exploded instantly, and the extremely yang and strong power was released instantly, destroying everything around him like thunder and fire.

The Blood Mother often used magic to educate those who were unwilling to surrender to her, but she had no experience in fighting with the enemy.

It was not until Martin cast a spell and detonated the Tiangang fighting spirit, and her stomach bulged and shrank, that the Blood Mother realized that something was wrong.

But it was too late to realize it at this time. Her stomach began to churn, and she felt unbearable cramps inside, and her belly bulged bigger and bigger.

Bang!

The Blood Mother's belly exploded directly, her skin was torn into more than a dozen pieces, and blood fell to the ground like raindrops.

The only thing to be thankful for was that before the Blood Mother's stomach exploded, her internal organs had been mashed into meat paste.

So although the blood drops that were blown away were disgusting, there were no unacceptable tissue parts.

The blood rain fell, dripping on Martin, sliding down the armor formed by the Tiangang fighting spirit to the ground, without dirtying his clothes.

What was even more disgusting than the blood was the Blood Mother herself.

Her belly exploded, and her internal organs turned into floating meat mud, but she was not dead, supporting her body with a slightly deformed spine.

Only half of her upper body was left, and half of her chest was blown off, and blood dripped along the edge of the wound and fell to the ground.

Although the lower body was intact and not injured, it could no longer support a body, not to mention that the spine was also bent.

Even if the lower body could stand up firmly, the incomplete upper body would only have a few pitiful parts, and it would be better to die directly than to linger on.

Facing such a poor person, Martin had no heart to move, and he was about to chop off her head with the Shuanglong Sword to ensure that this guy was really going to die and would not get up again.

Although this magic trick of resurrection from the dead is effective, it is also very annoying.

Martin had had enough of this repetitive battle with an enemy. So he took ruthless action and wanted to completely kill the leader, the Blood Mother.

The Blood Mother was defeated in an instant. She looked at the Taoist priest approaching and her body began to tremble. Her exploded stomach needed time to recover. Now only one spine supported her body.

"Sebastian!"

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The Blood Mother finally began to fear. She didn't want to die now.

After doing that, she would never see the Three Palaces Demon again.

After death, entering hell, she would be just an ordinary person who could only screw screws non-stop, and she would not even be qualified to look at the Three Palaces Demon.

When Sebastian was called, he heard his mother's voice and subconsciously turned his head to see him lying on the ground with his stomach blown open.

"How could this happen?"

Sebastian was shocked when he saw the Taoist priest approaching his mother.

He thought that his people might not be able to stop the blood and their forces would be defeated, but he did not expect to lose to this extent.

The two sides had just met, and the Blood Mother lost her ability to fight, and could only lie on the ground and wait for others to execute the beheading.

Boom!

Sebastian hesitated for three seconds, used a fireball to clear the way and force Rachel, who was entangled, to retreat, and then he threw himself directly into the blood pool, passing his mother who was about to be beheaded, without even looking at her.

The Blood Mother was dumbfounded.

She did not expect that her call would result in such a result.

She raised her son for more than 20 years, but she could not count on anything at the critical moment.

For a moment, she was in great pain and looked ashen.

Martin's wielding double dragon sword fell, and she didn't even struggle.

Gulu!

The head of the Blood Mother was chopped off, rolled on the ground for several circles, and then hit the stone before stopping.

Martin split the scepter with a sword and smashed the gem on the top.

Rachel flew to Martin with confusion and whispered: "Why did that man suddenly run away?"

Martin watched Zatanna deal with those priests one by one, and replied: "The failure is doomed, your half brother abandoned his mother and ran away!"

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