Chapter 260 Demon vs. Blood God

"The power of God? This is impossible!"

Ergal's face was distorted and deformed, his four pupils opened as wide as possible, as if he was trying to confirm whether he was hallucinating.

The one who appeared in front of him was Meng Li who had transformed into a blood god.

The dazzling golden-red skirt armor exudes a sacred aura, and the golden-red mask covering her eyes adds a sense of mystery to her. The blood chains on her body are flowing bright red, her bat wings are spread out, and her whole body is shining with a halo of divine light.

"Don't try to fool me by pretending to be a ghost!"

A large amount of magic power was concentrated on his hands, and magic bullets with amazing destructive power flew towards the Blood God Mengli. When Ergal saw that the Blood God Mengli did not dodge, he became even more angry. After a series of magic bullets hit the Blood God Mengli, he did not stop but instead fired more magic bullets.

How many magic bullets were fired? Hundreds? Thousands? Tens of thousands? No one would be bored enough to count them. In short, Ergar's attack lasted for five minutes without any pause. The fierce attack seemed to want to destroy the Blood God Mengli completely, leaving nothing behind.

Ergal's pride would never allow an opponent who had once been trampled upon by him to surpass him.

"Even a god cannot withstand such an attack, vampire. Let me see if you are bluffing or not."

The seemingly irritable Ergal was actually showing it on purpose for the Blood God Mengli to see. He was testing whether Mengli was really deified and had gained the same power as the Demon King.

The fire and smoke after the explosion of the magic bullet gradually dissipated, and Ergal's pupils shrank to the size of a pinhole. He gripped the magic sword tightly, and a huge wave rose in his heart.

The Blood Goddess Mengli stood motionless, not moving at all because of Ergal's attack. The skirt armor on her body was intact without any damage, and even the divine power she exuded showed no signs of disorder. And in her hand, a bloody magic sword appeared at some point.

"Bloodthirsty Demon Sword, Demon-Severing Slash."

The Blood God opened his red lips slightly, and his fierce voice became majestic and inviolable. The blood-colored magic sword swung in the void, and a bloody sword energy rushed up into the sky, carrying with it a rolling strong wind, as if to split Ergal's body in two.

Ergal's expression was slightly solemn. He gathered his magic power at the tip of his sword. A thick demonic flame gushed out from behind his black armor, and he launched a suicidal charge towards the bloody sword energy.

It was truly a suicidal charge. In the blink of an eye, Ergal collided with the Blood God's fierce sword energy.

When the tip of the magic pattern giant sword touched the sword energy, Ergal's arms trembled. The power and sharpness of the sword energy were much greater than he expected, but these were still within the range that could be compensated.

The gathered magic power suddenly increased by more than double, coupled with the "sharp" attribute of the magic pattern giant sword itself, after four or five breaths of stalemate, Ergal successfully tore apart the blood-colored sword energy.

"See? My power is still superior to yours. Don't think you can make up for the gap between us by just using some tricks. A mere vampire will never be able to defeat me."

After successfully defeating the attack of the Blood God Mengli, Ergal could almost judge the level of Blood God Mengli's power, and he believed that he could defeat her.

The reason is that the current power was given by that adult. In front of that adult, let alone a half-baked blood god, even the strongest demon god would crawl and tremble.

With the blessing and strengthening he bestowed upon me, it was only natural for me to surpass a Blood God.

"Vampire, die."

The deep tone was accompanied by a strong killing intent, and even Ergar did not realize that there was a hint of jealousy in his tone. He was jealous that Mengli could complete the miraculous feat of blood deification by his own strength, while he could only rely on external forces to gain some extra strength.

When Ergal launched the attack, the Blood God Mengli raised her head slightly. She also intended to kill the opponent. No matter from which aspect, her hatred for Ergal was stronger.

clang!
The two swords collided, making a metallic trembling sound. The two magic swords that did not belong to this world were now exerting their ultimate power by their respective masters.

Ergal roared like a dragon, and the sword light bursting out from the heavy magic-patterned giant sword was enough to make any human despair, but his opponent was not a human but the Blood God.

The Blood God Mengli remained silent, like an emotionless machine, but the slashes swung by the bloodthirsty demon sword demonstrated what blood and terror were.

I saw an extremely domineering blood light passing by, and the sword lights in the sky were extinguished one by one like fireflies in the dark. However, the Blood God Mengli's slash was not just that. The sword light of the bloodthirsty magic sword locked onto Ergal's heart and whistled towards him.

The evil and arrogant face twitched slightly, facing the rude sword, Ergal actually had a thought of escaping.

How could this happen? Ergar couldn't understand. Could he be afraid? Afraid of a vampire, a lower-class creature? He was a demon of noble blood, the highest level. Whether it was a human or a vampire, they should be nothing more than toys in his hands.

A mere toy wants to turn over? What a joke!
Putting aside his profound wisdom, Ergal now wants to use violence to tell the vampire that no matter what form she changes into, it is useless and is just the most fragile and powerless resistance.

Facing the Blood God's sharp sword head-on, Ergal's magic power spread out, and the giant sword with magic patterns was also filled with enough magic power. Ripples were rippling, and a black sword light swept out, causing a terrible collision with the blood-colored sword light.

boom!
The torrent of magic power spread out, rippling the space, making it look shaky.

The surrounding houses collapsed one after another under the impact of the magical torrent, and nearly one-third of the huge city turned into a wasteland in an instant.

Fortunately, all the people here were evacuated under the leadership of King Aram, otherwise no one could tell how many human casualties would have been caused.

"Die, vampire! You will meet the same fate as your people!"

A black light and shadow instantly flashed in front of the Blood God Mengli and slashed fiercely at her snow-white and delicate neck.

The Blood God Mengli stretched out a hand as fast as lightning, and when the magic sword was less than two centimeters away from her body, she grabbed the blade with incredible precision, preventing it from moving forward at all.

"Damn it." Sweat appeared on Ergal's head. Several attacks were broken one after another. Even he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Mengli, who had transformed into a blood god, was much more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.

It seems that it is impossible to win without paying a price.

The four pupils stared at the bloody and cute face, but unfortunately because of the mask, Ergal couldn't see her eyes clearly, nor did he know what mood she was in at the moment.

However, this is the best thing. After destroying the hard outer layer, peeling off the fragile layer is the most pleasing, isn't it?

"Burn, the root fire of the heart, transform it into pure power, and let me step into the abyss of the pinnacle!"

Ergal's heart was actually burning. In order to defeat the Blood God Mengli, he ignited the demon's heart at the cost of his life to obtain the strongest power.

(End of this chapter)