Master of time and space

"Our blood clan is not so unbearable to surrender without a fight!" A calm and heavy voice suddenly sounded in the castle, and a tall figure suddenly appeared on the arrow tower of the castle, and a blood-red light erupted on his body, diluting the coercion released by Peter's disciples.

"Duke Bezos, you are finally willing to come out." As soon as Louis saw this man appear, his face was nervous and fearful, but he looked at the many angels around him, and calmed down and said to the other party with a gentlemanly courtesy: "Sir, as the only second-generation figure of the blood tribe surviving on the earth today, the blood clan is fighting or surrendering, please give a letter of approval."

"Hmph! You are not yet worthy to talk to me. Bezos didn't even look at Count Louis, he looked up at the archangel who flew into the air and was flapping his wings, and suddenly sighed: "Hey! Peter, I should have turned you into a blood tribe in the first place, but I didn't expect that when we met again, you actually became an eight-winged archangel.

"Oh, the world is unpredictable!" Peter God returned to the Kingdom of God to cultivate as soon as he had time during this time, and his strength recovered very quickly, he looked down at the tall and mighty man on the castle below from mid-air, and said proudly: "You didn't kill me thirty years ago, and you let me make meritorious contributions to have the opportunity to sit in the seat of the Holy See." Now it coincides with the arrival of our Lord to earth, and I am fortunate to awaken the memories of my past life and become an archangel again.

"Bezos, I advise you, quickly kneel and surrender!" Peter changed his tone and forcefully shouted to the people below: "Otherwise, the wrath of my lord will take down the old nest of your blood clan that has been running for thousands of years, and even the pot will be destroyed!"

"To be honest, I dare not challenge the Son of the Creator." As a second-generation figure of the Blood Clan, Bezos naturally had an eye, and he bowed in the direction of Yang Wentian, "But I hope to have a dignified duel with Peter God's disciple." If I lose, the blood tribe will surrender unconditionally to my Lord; If he wins the next battle, ask the son of the Creator for three months' grace, and come back to the Grand Duke Fort after three months. "

Well, you're delaying the army." Yang asked how clever he was, and immediately guessed the other party's careful thoughts: "Do you think that if you give the Blood Clan another three months, you can fuse the control components?" If the method is not right, even if it is given to you for another three hundred years, it will not be done! "

My lord, I beg you to approve a duel between your subordinates and Duke Bezos." Thirty years ago, Peter lost to the other party when he was not the boss of the Holy See, and after having extraordinary strength at this time, he naturally wanted to be shamed.

"Well, Peter, you'll fight him." Yang Wentian was not in a hurry, he nodded and agreed to the duel between the two, and also reminded: "Don't underestimate the enemy, this Bezos should have absorbed some residual biological energy from the control component."

"Good! Let me fight today! As soon as the boy's voice fell, Bezos on the arrow tower of the castle howled at the moon that had just appeared in the night sky, his body constantly changing and growing, transforming into a werewolf form, jumping on the arrow tower, and volleying towards the heavenly judgment archangel.

"Light tomorrow! God says that everything should be illuminated by light, and darkness will not hide! As soon as the battle began, the Peter disciple flew high with four pairs of wings and performed a scene-like magic, and the dark night over the castle was suddenly replaced by a canopy that emitted soft light, turning the away field into the home field.

The effect of the Light Tomorrow Curtain Divine Art is: within the coverage area, the power of all light magic increases by 20%, the power of all dark magic decreases by 20%, and the effect of rebirth can be reduced by 30% for undead creatures.

"Hey, hey! Don't think I can't fly. Just as Peter was performing a magic spell and wanted to raise the scepter in his hand to attack, Bezos's werewolf body that jumped up from below suddenly shattered into bats, trying to pounce on the opponent's body to suck blood.

"Divine Shield!" Suddenly, Peter Divine Disciple immediately sent out a defensive divine technique, and his body was surrounded by a light bubble wrapped and protected, and Bezos's changed bats were bounced off one by one.

"Eat me with a punch!" Flying flutter and blood sucking is fake, hand-to-hand combat is real, one by one the bats have re-condensed into a tall werewolf body, almost close to the body punch hit the divine art shield hard, the naked eye can see that the entire shield is distorted, Peter's body flaps his wings and flies back.

"It is worthy of being a second-generation figure of the blood clan, and he can switch between the two forms freely." The opponent's performance surprised Peter a little bit, and he had the impression that thirty years ago, the other party was only in werewolf form.

"Hehe, I didn't expect it." Bezos said as his fist rained down on the archangel, "It was the battle with you thirty years ago that I was seriously injured that forced me to enter the forbidden land of my clan to absorb energy, and accidentally obtained the mutation of a vampire bat.

"Hmph! That's it, nothing to show off. "Angels are a natural fighting race, and after parrying several heavy punches with their scepter, Peter quickly adapted to the opponent's style of play.

"Purification!" When Peter's disciples flew away and Bezos changed into a group of bats to chase, he suddenly reflexively cast a magic spell, and the purifying light hit the bats like a searchlight, and the bats scattered and fled with a scream.

"Atonement! Bezos! "With one hit, Peter immediately sent another magic spell, a dark light, this magic is called 'indulgence', which was relied upon by the Holy See when it roamed the European continent during the Earth's Middle Ages. Peter, who was once the boss of the Holy See, was very skilled when he was exhibited, and his power was 30% stronger than that of other monks.

"It's this trick again!" Obviously, Bezos had suffered from this magic trick before, and the scattered bats hurriedly condensed into a werewolf form after fleeing, and the werewolf's body was still wrapped in that dark light, and he took out a handful of gold coins from his body and smashed it at Peter.

"Haha, I really didn't expect that you, as the Duke of the Blood Clan, would also carry gold coins with you at any time." Peter laughed loudly and laughed at the gold coins thrown by the other party, and the dark light on Bezos's body quickly weakened because of the gold coins, but it also forced him to fall back from mid-air to the castle arrow tower.

In the Middle Ages, the people of the blood tribe were not allowed to be in human society, and if they wanted to mix among humans, they would inevitably commit crimes, and the 'indulgence' divine art was a sharp weapon that the Holy See at that time concocted to deal with the blood clan, and after being hit by this divine art, the heavier its sin and the more its combat effectiveness decreased.

"The light of the verdict! God says that the evil will be judged! Peter would not give the other party a chance to breathe, he chanted and emitted a dazzling light, Bezos could not dodge, the tall werewolf body was suddenly pierced by the light through a basketball-sized blood hole.