The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1628 461: Blood Race Heroes Fighting Under the Demon King's Command_3

"Aren't you trying to establish a kingdom of equality? Why care about my rank?"

"Heh," Kelan sneered, clicking his tongue, "You're quite the smooth talker."

Luo Yan accepted his compliment, nodding slightly.

"Of course, if there's any rhetoric you'd like to hear, just tell me, I can say it all to you."

"I'm more interested in hearing your screams!"

As soon as the words fell, Kelan's body was already in motion.

He shot like a cannonball toward Colin, who was slightly nodding with a short sword in his hand, sweeping it horizontally, a pitch-black crack slashed past like lightning!

He couldn't care less about martial virtue—

Only the living are worthy of discussing that!

"Watch out—" As the chaotic power tearing through space struck toward Colin's face, Erin couldn't help but gasp.

And just at the moment this gasp slipped out, an unbelievable scene occurred.

The sweeping black qi passed straight through Colin, plowing a trench several meters wide in the ground.

As for the "Colin" who was hit by that pitch-black Chaos Qi, he disappeared like a bursting soap bubble, leaving no trace.

As if the hit was nothing more than an illusion.

Kelan was suddenly shocked.

Where is he?

Not only had Colin's figure vanished, but also his extremely restrained aura.

This sense of disconnection stirred a panic within him and made the "Eternal Hunger Claw," who was watching the battlefield, instinctively hold its breath.

The swirling black clouds were its breath.

Clearly, It hadn't expected to see this painfully familiar power here, nor why this power would stand with the Chosen One of Saint Sis...

Kelan's gaze swiftly moved, the corner of his eye catching sight of a butterfly.

Before he could realize what it was, a whip of black flame took the butterfly's place, striking straight for the bridge of his nose!

"Boom—!"

Kelan swung his sword to parry, and although he blocked the oncoming strike, the flying sparks scattered onto him.

This was no ordinary flame.

It was both incredibly scorching and bone-chilling, as though it pierced through his flesh and blood, reaching the depths of his soul...

Amidst the torment of this ice and fire, he faintly heard the wails of the undead, like a thousand fierce ghosts demanding his life!

His pupils slightly contracted.

"Undead Magic?"

"Shh."

Luo Yan raised the index finger of his left hand, making a gesture for silence, and smiled as he disappeared from the sweeping sword light, standing dozens of meters away in the forest.

Describing his black flame as Undead Magic was imprecise; it was a hybrid of Undead Magic and Fire Magic.

He had mastered this skill a long time ago.

Vaguely, Erin sensed an evil aura, but did not pay it any mind, merely considering it a trick of Chaos.

Seizing the opportunity Colin created for her, she stepped forward, swinging her longsword like the wind, sweeping toward the still-stunned Kelan.

"Ah!!!"

Accompanied by Erin's clear cry, golden light descended like a fallen meteor, crashing fiercely against Kelan's hastily raised short sword, exploding into a myriad of light feathers!

The blazing light scorched both combatants, the holy radiance dealing equal punishment to the Chaos Chosen and Blood Race.

Obviously.

Even after becoming part of the Blood Race with limitless hailstorms, the Light of Praise was not without repercussions for Erin.

The legend built by the ancestors of the Campbell family was mostly accompanied by a sacred aura, capable of injuring her if she's careless.

But fortunately, she had "Colin" by her side.

As she gritted her teeth enduring the Holy Light's searing, over a hundred black fire rains suddenly enveloped the battling duo.

Out of trust in Colin, Erin hadn't set up any defenses, and was unexpectedly struck on the back and shoulder.

Feeling the heat piercing through her armor, she was about to scream in pain, but found that there was no anticipated agony.

This flame...

Why does it feel kind of pleasant?

Only Kelan was burned; a low growl escaped his mouth, as if his soul had suffered great damage, retreating several steps before steadying himself.

Enveloped in the black flame, Erin couldn't help but let out a light hum, her eyes momentarily dazed, feeling as if all her exhaustion was being healed by the warm flames.

But she quickly regained her senses, immediately startled by her reaction, looking in panic toward Colin, who stood nearby.

This is—

"This is the Secret Technique of Gutaf Kingdom, woven with Ancient Dragon Language's black Holy Fire!" Luo Yan raised his magic wand, saying without pause, "Now, Erin! Don't let him get away!"

"Damn it!" Kelan cursed loudly, all over surging with Chaotic Qi, rising with boiling anger, slowly healing his severely damaged spirit.

So that's it—

It's a Dragon Language Secret Technique!

Erin felt a wave of relief wash over her, then in an instant, her sharp gaze locked onto Kelan, swinging the Light of Praise and charging once more!

"Aaaaah—!"

Powerful roars and swords swift as the wind struck simultaneously; now it was Erin who pursued relentlessly instead of Kelan!

Bathed in black flames, she seemed transformed, each move brimming with lethal intent!

"Clang—!!"

The clashing blades stirred a hurricane in the forest, snapping nearby oaks that crashed to the ground!

Feeling the impact travel up the hilt, a trace of bewilderment showed on Kelan's face, for the first time revealing a serious expression in his brows.