Chapter 38 Seal
The vampire progenitor stomped her feet lightly, and the ground around her turned blood red.

"Hell's thorns."

Morais, who was originally attacking with all his strength, suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. He felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. His pupils contracted, and Morais twisted his body in mid-air in an inhuman way, retreating madly backwards.

Just as Morais was about to step back, extremely sharp blood-red thorns shot out from the ground and hit his heart directly.

"Multiple accelerations!"

The ultimate secret of the accelerated fighting skill, 'Multiple Acceleration', has an extremely amazing effect, and only a handful of people have mastered it. Morais, who was about to be pierced, shifted back a few points as if teleporting. Seizing this opportunity, Morais swung the purple-black sword and chopped heavily on the blood-red thorn.

"Bang!"

The blow was powerful enough to break steel but did not leave any mark on the thorn wound. However, Morais used the force to retreat from the land stained red by the true vampire.

Kneeling on one knee with one hand on the sword, the surviving Morais looked towards the true vampire.

There is no doubt that the rest of the people could not do Morais's actions that were beyond the scope of human beings. Even if they possessed glory-level strength, they were all pierced into human skewers by the thorns without any precautions. Even their armor was pierced. These Apocalypse Commanders who once stood at the top of the world did not even have time to leave a last word in their lives.

"You're quite capable of escaping from my thorns, human."

The true vampire was surprised.

The magic she just performed was not ordinary magic. If it were classified by magic level, it should be considered domain-level magic, which is beyond the reach of humans.

"Can you cast domain-level magic instantly?" Morais gripped the hilt tightly and slowly stood up.

But enough of that…

There was finally a hint of relief on Morais' face under the armor.

Taking out a scroll covered with mottled rust from his arms, Morais crushed it without hesitation.

"Human, what have you done!" The vampire progenitor could tell at a glance that the thing in Morais' hand was unusual. The scroll exuded the smell that she hated the most, but even she couldn't stop Morais from crushing the scroll in such a short time.

As the scroll was crushed, a terrifying wave of magical power surged out from the scroll and spread to the surroundings.

The bodies of the black-robed men on the ground slowly sank into the ground after being touched by the magical fluctuations, and the bodies on the blood-red thorns also slid off the thorns and sank into the ground.

"This is…"

When the true vampire saw this, he frowned, spread a pair of bat wings behind him, and prepared to fly away.

"Want to run? Dream on!!"

Morais shouted hoarsely to the three remaining magicians at the back: "Use binding magic!"

"Snow and Wind Binding Chains!"

"Dark Binding!"

"Spiritual wood whisker!"

The three magicians immediately used the binding magic they were best at. They almost ignored the turmoil of the magic power in their bodies and gritted their teeth to cast magic instantly.

"You think you can restrain me with just advanced magic? How naive!"

The vampire progenitor flapped his wings and shattered the three spells that were extended towards him.

"Hmm?" After casually casting three high-level spells, the True Vampire felt his body stiffen. "Use my soul as food, use my blood as sacrifice, and imprison me!"

Morais only chanted less than one-third of the spell before he cast the great magic 'Dark God Imprisonment'. In addition, the two items he had, 'Black Stone Jade' and 'Elf Dark Magic Ring', doubled the magic power. This 'Dark God Imprisonment' was infinitely close to domain-level magic.

Even a powerful vampire like the Protoss can't break free from his restraints in an instant.

"Humanity!"

Powerful magic power continued to burst out from the body of the vampire true ancestor, attacking the dark god's confinement.

In just two breaths, cracks appeared in the Dark God's confinement.

"As expected of the True Ancestor of vampires, the mental attack from the Dark God's imprisonment is actually ineffective." Morais' heart trembled, and he was once again shocked by the power of the strongest Sequencer.

The great magic 'Dark God Confinement' has two effects. One is to act directly on the mind, making it feel boundless fear and thus mentally collapse. The other is to confine the vampire progenitor to a layer of magic that can only be broken by brute force.

Originally, even if the Breaker was tied up, it would take most of the day to untie it, but for the Vampire Progenitor, the restraints could only delay the Vampire for a few breaths.

But enough is enough.

The ground that had sunk the bodies of the people in Apocalypse collapsed rapidly, and a huge crack appeared under the feet of the vampire true ancestor. The immobile vampire true ancestor finally broke free from the Dark God's confinement at the last moment before falling into the crack.

"Humanity!"

Before the cracks in the earth gathered, a dark red beam of light shot out from the right eye of the true vampire, and its target was of course self-evident.

"what?"

Morais didn't expect that at this moment the vampire progenitor would have enough time to fight back. In a hurry, he could only use his arms to block the dark red beam that came in the blink of an eye.

ah! ah! ah! ah!
As the leader of Apocalypse, Morais' will is strong enough. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had made such a miserable sound. Since becoming the leader of Apocalypse, no matter what kind of trauma he suffered or what kind of desperate situation he encountered, his identity restricted him from showing that kind of embarrassing appearance. But this time, Morais really couldn't control himself.

The curse of the true vampire, a mere magic armor had no effect at all. Every inch of skin on Morales' arm began to necrotize and rot. The pain that penetrated deep into his bones made Morales scream like a pig being slaughtered.

The power of the curse eroded very quickly. Even the fighting spirit of Morais after his transformation could only slightly slow down the speed of the curse's erosion, but could not eliminate it fundamentally.

"Shh!"

Without hesitation, before the power of the curse spread to the vital parts, Morais raised his sword and cut off the arm.

The pain disappeared in an instant. Compared with the power of the vampire curse, having his arm cut off was not even a feeling.

For a moment, Morais even felt extremely relaxed as if he had survived a disaster.

"leader!"

The three surviving magicians were horrified and planned to work together to use magic to regenerate Morais's severed limbs.

"Don't waste your energy." Morais waved his hand to dispel the magicians' thoughts. He said calmly: "The curse of the vampire ancestor is not so easy to remove. If the broken arm is regenerated, the curse will also be regenerated."

When the magicians heard this, their faces changed drastically and they didn't know what to say.

"Let's go back first. This matter has come to an end for now. We still have really important things to complete."

After saying this calmly, Morais turned around and walked towards the 'Temple of Ten Thousand Demons', as if his broken arm and the loss of almost all of Apocalypse's upper power were just a trivial matter.

(End of this chapter)