"I have taken away part of your things, the saint of Lemia, but there is no most important part in it. Can you give it to me with it, and with its master's army?"

The dazzling green light in the engineer's eyes made Akadiza's face become more and more serious.

Such an evil light will defile the gods.

However, Esky's gaze did not fall on the prince, but instead faced the queen's black eyes that were like cats with vertical pupils. Even if it was blocked by the golden mask, the engineer could feel the other party's will as strong as the wind.

But such will is much weaker than the person who fought in the underground passage.

The engineer's mouth curled a curve and looked around all the humans staring at him below.

"Yes, its owner, that person, is still alive."

As he said that, Esky took out a black bone carved with green runes from the blue plane in front of him.

The prince vaguely realized that something was wrong and asked.

"You're talking?"

Squeezing down the terrifying guess in his heart, Akadiza's hand pressed on the hilt of the sword around her waist.

"No, no, first of all, who are you?"

The engineer did not answer his question, but pointed at the prince who reflected bright light in his black eyes and made an exaggerated expression.

"Ah, look, see, who is this?"

"The future will be comparable to Setra, no, the future king of Kamuri, the sun-like Prince Akadiza, and the temple priest of Asafu."

"Why can't you use your intelligence and talent to guess who am I?"

The engineer vaguely heard the laughter of the bighorn rat.

After turning his mind a little, Esky thought it clear that the Bighorn Rat has a clergy of prank and mockery. Everything just now, although it was slight, would indeed strengthen the Bighorn Rat's divine power.

Moreover, Bighorn Rat does like this kind of fun, just like he watches the conspiracy and killing between the rats.

Esky's face became very bad in an instant, and even though he was separated by a large cluster of white hair, he was immediately discovered by those humans.

"Monster, you..."

Akadiza spoke. Although he did not find out why the engineers looked so bad, maybe this was...

"Nehkara's cub. Your race is nothing more than a defective product of the Creator of this world. Don't be disrespectful to our race."

Eski showed a row of white fangs.

"So, the tragedy that you have created so far."

The engineer ignored the prince's questioning and turned his head again to Nevreta, who had completely tightened his vertical pupils.

"Otherwise, how could our dear saint Nephreta leave the palace?"

Pointing to the temple behind, the engineer waved his hand, and the light green, seemingly non-existent halo gradually faded. He withdrew his dimensional position for blocking, and then a gust of wind blew.

The strong smell of blood immediately filled the space in front of the palace gate.

"Don't worry about it, I can tell you that there are no living people inside."

Esky mocked.

"What do you mean here? Do you want us to hang your head in front of the city gate?"

The prince pulled out his sickle sword and pointed the blade of the rune at the engineer.

"How do you know that you are not the ones hanging their heads?"

The engineer laughed wildly and pulled out the Hell Blade. The strong smell of blood and the heat like a furnace swept across all the space within about fifty meters.

"What a glorious battle with so many guys who are destined to leave legends."

As he said that, the engineer came forward, and the weapon in his hand collided with Akadiza's rune sickle sword.

The muscles on the engineer's arm expanded rapidly like an explosion, causing the serrated teeth on the blade to pull quickly, cutting a series of sparks on the opponent's rune sword.

Arkadiza thought it was not good.

The figure, which was shorter than him, actually burst out with such powerful power. Even if he used a round shield, he could not accept such an attack.

After a quick glance, the black weapon in front of him seemed to be about to burn. The prince immediately concluded that this weapon was evil and dangerous.

Even if he has become a priest who has been blessed by the gods, he does not think that he should cause even a wound to himself.

After taking the sword, the opponent's impact force followed, and the prince stepped backwards in the chariot and jumped into the air behind him.

Although this time he was unbalanced in his center of gravity, he could escape such a killing position.

However, the prince escaped the attack, and the neck of the driver beside him immediately became the new target of the Hell Blade.

Just before the saw blade was about to cut off the soldier's head and turn it into a blood fountain, Esky's weapon was suddenly caught and he was unable to make any progress.

"Catch the Hell Blade with your hands?"

The engineer approached Ms. Cat-eyed's ear.

"You're too confident in your vampire body."

This is the blade that hurts the soul...

The proud expression on the engineer's face lasted only a few seconds. Although Nephreta's appearance was painful enough, it was obviously different from what he imagined.

But, why?

Just as Esky was surprised, Nevreta slapped the back of the Hell Blade with iron-like palms, and knocked the engineer back several meters back.

Even if it were not for the blockade of the dimensional force field, Esky suspected that the Hell Blade might have cracks.

The power of the first generation of vampires is so outrageous? A woman who has never received combat training has this kind of combat power.

wrong.

Esky remembered that he had no combat experience, and it took only one or two months to wield his weapons and fight with others on the battlefield.

The reason why he was able to gain certain advantages was simply relying on the gifts and blessings given by the gods.

The scarlet eyes were stained with blood, like flames.

The engineer took the Hell Blade in his hand, raised it upright, and slashed it in the direction of Akadiza.

Although the prince's experience was richer than Nephreta, Esky listened to his heartbeat and felt the insignificant heat of his body compared to the Hell Blade.

Eski is sure that Akadiza's body at this stage has not yet reached the level of being extraordinary and saint.

The prince's decades of combat experience, through a fake move to dodge to the left, he avoided the rapid slash brought by the engineer's brute force, and then the sickle sword slashed upwards towards the engineer's crotch.

The engineer hurriedly stretched out his right claw and attached a green film to try to block the attack. It was this move that made Akadiza keenly notice the light-shining rune above the engineer's right claw.

Is the gift of the gods? That's why there is such power.

Then, cut off its right claw.

The prince thought so.

Just as he was about to attack again and chop off the claws, the prince felt a great force coming from the back of his neck, dragging him back and leaving the best attack position.

"What's wrong?"

He turned around and was indeed a saint, but why?

"You are too uneasy today. This is a wizard. The most dangerous thing about him is not the weapon between his hands, but the spell in his mouth."

As Nephreta flashed his cat's eyes, the prince saw a green light in the mouth of the engineer.

Obviously, if he continued to attack just now, he would definitely have an unexpected result.

"The instructor who trains you, there is no real wizard. I have to admit that your past trials are still flawed."

Nephreta thought of the elite warriors who trained the prince in the past. Perhaps they did use those rogue moves that only appeared on the battlefield to meet the prince. What is the real battlefield?

But it is undeniable that the people of Nehekara lack the combat experience of powerful wizards.

"It's true that there are flaws, but I don't think it's anyone's fault."

Akadiza's eyes looked directly at the rat monster wizard. Since she wanted to be an emperor who was comparable to Emperor Setra, she could not avoid such an enemy when facing such a challenge.

His dark skin was now shiny, and his strong muscles were also showing their strength.

However, not only the engineer warlock, Nephreta beside him also knew that the smell in the muscles was not strong enough, and the extraordinary power was far from enough.

Even though he had already let him drink the spiritual medicine of life more than a dozen times, the amount of the medicine was still insufficient. Akadiza, who was not as extraordinary as a saint, was not the opponent of the rat in front of him.

Thinking of this, Nevreta's black eyes became deeper, and she took Akadiza and continued to take a few steps back, and said.

"Witch, you said that person is still alive."

"Ofreta, of course."

The engineer shook his beard, held the blade of Hell, and aimed at the position of Akadiza's chest.

Since Nephreta has a way to avoid the complete damage of the Hell Blade to the soul, it means that his sword will not really take Akadiza's life.

Perhaps, when Akadiza was about to die, Nephreta would save his life by transforming him into a vampire.

"While you were playing with a prince who was over fifty years old, we had already fought with him and almost saved his life."
To be continued...