Chapter: 2886

When he really saw the battle at the demigod level and was sure that he had to shoulder such an important responsibility, he didn't feel any pride, but his heart was heavy and full of pressure.

Phew... After a few seconds, Emlyn opened his mouth and whispered, "I am the savior of the Blood Race."

When he said this, his expression was extremely solemn, with a little solemnity, without any hesitation.

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In the house where Emlyn met Maric and Sharon before.

The blood race saw the perfect doll-like lady take out two items, and heard her say in a slightly erratic voice: "According to the agreement, we only take one item, and this is all the rest."

Those two items are:

A gemstone that seems to be made of rich blood, it is the size of a fist, and it is exuding crimson light, just like a miniature crimson moon; a delicate man wearing a dark red dress with gold patterns, with only two black holes in his eyes puppet.

"Witch King" Extraordinary Characteristics... "General without pupils"... Emlyn nodded, seeing that the two items seemed to have vitality, and flew over by themselves.

As soon as he reached out to catch it, he heard Miss Sharron add: "There are some peculiar pollution residues in the Extraordinary characteristics of the 'Witch King', which the 'Undark Spear' couldn't purify."


Meaning, I have to get an angel to help smash it, remove the pollution? Emlyn completely understood Sharon's words, nodded slightly and said, "I understand how to deal with it."

Sharon, who was wearing a small black soft hat, immediately floated up, raised her skirt slightly, and saluted: "Thank you for your help."

"Me too." Emlyn took off his hat and bowed in return.

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Above the gray mist, inside the ancient palace.

Klein looked at the strands of black air permeating his body, shook his head and sighed: "I was cursed by the 'God' unknowingly...or maybe it was made by the projection of the 'Bound God'...

"I have been separated by a layer of historical projection...

"Any saint without 'Origin Castle' would probably die suddenly after thinking it was safe."

As for Miss Messenger, because the other party is a real angel, even if there is no historical projection, there will be no major problems, so Klein is not worried.

After the black air dissipated, Klein waited for a while until "Moon" Emlyn sacrificed items, and asked Mister Fool to help purify the "Witch King" Extraordinary Characteristics.

Strange pollution... from the "Mother Tree of Desire", or the "Prime Moon"? Klein picked up the miniature "Red Moon" and looked at it carefully for a few seconds.

During this process, he was on high alert, always ready to mobilize the power of "Origin Castle".

If he hadn't already possessed the angelic personality here, he would not have agreed to Emlyn's sacrifice of this characteristic, but would have chosen to directly descend to the power of the Sequence 2 level, shatter the characteristic through the air, and separate the pollution.

��At the beginning, Klein didn't even dare to "divinate" the "Werewolf" Extraordinary characteristic that had a little influence from the "Mother Tree of Desire", so he resold it in a hurry.

After taking a serious look, Klein pressed his right hand, which brought vibrations from the entire mysterious space.

The miniature "Red Moon" shattered with a crack, splitting into tiny crimson spots one after another.

Among these light spots, a small amount of red mist evaporated and finally condensed into a drop of fresh blood.

Then, the crimson light spots reunited, continuously condensed, and turned back into the miniature "red moon", but compared with before, it appeared more clear and pure.

Klein manifested an artificial hand, picked up the seemingly fresh drop of blood, and discovered that it contained vigorous vitality.

"It's not at the level of an angel, but it's a bit strange... It seems to be something blessed by the evil god..." Klein cut off all the invisible connections derived from the blood in his hand, and took a paper figurine, tentatively pressing the blood go up. JrNovels.com