"Such a strong attack..."

Malushar covered his wound with a serious expression.

Watching blood continue to gush out of the body of the demon who looks like a blood-colored scarecrow, Marushal endured the pain and flapped his wings vigorously.

Some cracked red bat wings had already appeared to flare out a scorching wind, rolling up the surrounding dust.

Sand and dust rose up, blending with the scorching air, as if the entire sky was covered by these dark and brown dust.

Marushal immediately acted, and a scorching heat trajectory rolled up behind him, stimulating the dust while covering his trajectory.

“It’s so naive.”

Yat looked at the other party's actions and shook his head slightly.

From his perspective of directly observing bad luck and luck, he would not be blocked by this method of covering up his vision, and the scarecrow of blood feast would not eat this trick.

Nofenra's scarlet, eyes eroded by the desire to eat, swept towards the rising dust.

Mars, which were filled with sand and dust, could not stop her from sight.

Her vision was completely black and white.

Even the flames are also black and white.

Only objects with vitality can have color.

Nofenra's eyes stared at the direction where Marushal escaped. In her eyes, Marushal was a dark red, rich flame of vitality.

"No...want...escape..."

A hoarse sound came from his mouth, and the blood overflowed from Nofenra's back formed three blood demons.

And among them, there is a dark red blood demon.

This is a blood demon formed by plundering Marushal's blood.

Compared with other demons, this demon has no reason at all, and its body is quite distorted, like an unformed baby.

Under Nofenra's will, feathered bat wings grew on the backs of the three blood demons, shaking their wings, flew out, and chasing towards Marushal.

And Nofenra himself—

The scarecrow-like body could not provide her with too high movement speed. She moved forward step by step with a nearly unbalanced movement...dragging. Although the speed was several times faster than the world record of the 100-meter race, for the existence of the lv0 level, the speed was less than the speed of sound?

This is the standard of a glorious world.

In this world, the level of lv0 is also close to one-third of the speed of sound in terms of burst speed.

But judging from the speed of the blood feast scarecrow, the speed of the blood feast scarecrow, is less than half...

It's almost the same as being disabled.

However, there are losses and gains, and they lose speed and defense, but they can get strong recovery ability.

The Blood Banquet Scarecrow is more suitable for continuous combat - as long as it is not instantly allowed, it can continue to fight.

However, it should be noted that because of the low defense and low movement speed, the Blood Feast Scarecrow needs a blood bag - try to choose group, material and vitality opponents to fight.

In this case, in other words, the scarecrow of blood feast will basically not die before the enemy and the crow die.

Moreover, because it can absorb blood and vitality to condense into a blood feast crow... the combat power here is getting stronger and stronger.

Yat observed it next to him and couldn't help but think of it.

When he was adjusting, he discovered this problem and made some adjustments-

His eyes turned to Nofenra.

After running for a while at a strange pace, her cracked body and the dried flesh gradually closed, allowing her to gradually return to a human form from the posture of a scarecrow in the blood feast.

——Except for the back.

The flesh and blood on her back stretched out, forming a pile of dead grass-like wing skeletons, which looked like a bone palm.

At the same time, blood surged in her body, wrapping the flesh and blood skeleton, forming an ugly giant wing.

Having broken through the scorching sand and dust, Marushal, who had completely separated from the hunter market area, landed in the mountains.

"Damn, what the hell is that?"

The pain from the wound made him frown, and the dry and bloody piece of mummy-like flesh on his left shoulder no longer felt.

The blood and vitality have been completely drained.

"First find a few humans and restore their state..."

Marushal thought so, and looked back with a vigilant look:

"It probably won't be chasing you..."

However, three blood-red shadows were flying towards him at extremely fast speed - those weird demon servants!?

At the same time, a faster shadow was flying towards Marushal at a speed far beyond the blood demon.

"Why is it so fast!"

Marushal was a little surprised. When he was escaping just now, he had noticed that the demon with a strange scarecrow posture was extremely slow.

However, the situation was too late to think about it.

The membrane wings that had not been completely closed spread out again, and the surging magic rolled up dark red flames and poured out from his palms.

The sharp nails held the magic flame and threw it out with force.

A crazy red light flashed in his eyes. Nofenra, who was flying in the air, suddenly spread his arms, and the dry flesh and blood swelled into hollow tentacles, and he threw them out with force.

boom!

Like a whip sucking out the right arm, it scattered the dark red fireball with the magic of blood feast.

At the same time, three blood demons had already surrounded Marushal.

boom!

Nofenra's body also fell, landing in front of the three blood demons, and her body expanded and twisted, turning into a blood feast scarecrow.

Knowing that the situation was critical and could not escape, Malushar roared, and his originally thin figure had changed. The dark red magic flames tangled around him, and faintly condensed into a huge dark red bat.

"ah!!!"

At the moment the change was completed, sound waves spread out from its mouth.

With Marushal's body as the center, flames ignited wherever it reaches.

The first to bear the brunt is naturally Nofenra.

The terrifying magic flames hit Nofenra's body as the sound waves spread, and instantly most of her body's flesh and blood burned into coke.

but.....

In Nofenra's body, the rich blood feast magic power played an instant role.

Under the scorching and burning of the flames of hell, her body was also constantly healing, and her recovery speed was faster than the speed of her body being scorched into coke.

But at least there is still some hope.

Marushal was surprised and endured the backlash brought by the force beyond the limit. The magic flame continued to rush towards Nofen with the sound waves.

At this time, he discovered that the strange demon stretched out several tentacles.

Sneak attack? Side attack?

Impossible, this kind of flame attack!

Marushal shouted in his heart.

However... the target is not him.

The dried flesh-and-blood tentacles shot at the blood demon.

Without mercy, the blood feast tentacles pierced the body of the blood demon and sucked their bodies into it.

Whether it is the magic of blood feast or blood.

What made Marushal desperate happened.

The magic flame he used with all his strength to bring him back was originally vaguely suppressed, but now...

The weird demon, the charred traces on her body, were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It looked like his magic flame was completely ineffective.

Although, he knew very well that the other party's recovery speed was too fast, so fast that his flame could not destroy the other party's body at all.

In addition to being used for fighting, the blood demon is also a blood bag for the scarecrow of the blood feast.

If you don't clear the blood demon and can't get the scarecrow in seconds, you can only watch the other party recover.

"How is that possible!?"

"How is that possible!!!"

Marushal, who transformed into a hellfire bat, shouted in despair, and then dozens of dry blood feast tentacles, wrapped in bright red magic, rushed in.
To be continued...