Night Crow Master

"Such a strong attack..."

Marushal was holding his wound, his face solemn.

Seeing blood constantly pouring out of the blood-colored scarecrow-like demon's body, Marushal resisted the pain and flapped his wings vigorously.

There have been some cracked red bat wings that fanned a scorching gale and rolled up the surrounding dust.

The dust rises and blends with the hot air, as if the entire sky is covered by these dark brown dust.

And Marushal acted immediately, and a scorching heat wave trajectory rolled up behind him, stirring the dust while obscuring his path.

"too naive."

Yate watched the other's actions and shook his head slightly.

With his direct observation of doom and luck, he would not be blocked by this method of covering up his sight, and the Scarecrow of Blood Banquet would not eat it either.

Nofenla's scarlet eyes, eroded by gluttony, swept towards the rising dust.

The sparks in the dust couldn't stop her sight either.

Her vision is completely black and white.

Even the flame is black and white.

Only objects with vitality have colors.

Nuofenra's gaze was staring at the direction Marushal was escaping from. In her eyes, Marushal was a dark red, full-bodied flame of vitality.

"No... I want to... escape..."

There was a hoarse voice in his mouth, and the blood overflowing from Nofenla's back formed three blood demons.

Among them, there is a dark red blood demon.

This is the blood demon formed by plundering the blood of Marushal.

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

Under Novenra's will, feathered bat wings grew from the backs of the three blood demons, flapped their wings, flew out, and chased Marushal.

And Novena herself--

That scarecrow-like body simply cannot provide her with too high a moving speed. She moves forward step by step with a movement that is almost out of balance...towing, although the speed is compared to the world of a 100-meter race The record is several times faster, but for the existence of the lv20 level, can it be played at a speed less than the speed of sound?

This is the standard of the glory world.

In this world, the limitation of power, the level of lv20, is also close to one-third the speed of sound in burst speed.

However, in terms of the speed at which the blood feast scarecrow showed, it was still less than half...

It's almost the same if it's a disability.

But there are losses and gains, losing speed and defense, but in exchange for a strong recovery ability.

The Scarecrow of Blood Banquet is more suitable for continuous combat-as long as it is not seconds, it can continue combat.

However, it should be noted that, because of the low defense power and low movement speed, the Scarecrow of the Blood Banquet needs blood packs-try to select groups of opponents with physical bodies and vitality to fight.

In this situation, in other words, the Blood Banquet Scarecrow would basically not die before the enemy and the Blood Banquet Crow died.

Moreover, because of the relationship between being able to draw blood and vitality to form a blood feast crow... the fighting power here is getting stronger.

Yate was watching and couldn't help thinking.

During the adjustment, he discovered this problem and made some adjustments——

His eyes turned to Nuofenra.

After she ran for a distance at a strange pace, her split body and withered flesh and blood gradually closed, allowing her to gradually recover from the posture of a blood feast scarecrow.

-Except for the back.

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

At the same time, the blood in her body surged, wrapping and connecting the flesh and blood skeleton, forming a pair of ugly giant wings.

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

"Damn, what the **** is that?"

The pain from the wound made his brows frown, and the dry flesh on his left shoulder was no longer feeling.

The blood and vitality have been completely drained.

"Find a few humans first, and restore the state..."

Marushal thought so, and at the same time looked back vigilantly:

"It shouldn't be chasing anymore..."

However, three blood-red shadows are flying towards him at a very fast speed-those weird servants! ?

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

"Why so fast!"

Marushal was a little astonished. When he fled just now, he had noticed that the monster with the weird scarecrow posture was unusually slow.

However, it was too late for him to think about it.

The membrane wings that had not been completely retracted unfolded again, and the surging magic power rolled up the dark red flames, which poured out from his palm.

The sharp nails grasped the magic flame and threw it out forcefully.

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

boom!

Like the right arm drawn out by a whip, the dark red fireball was scattered with the magic of the blood feast.

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

boom!

Nuofenra's body also fell, falling in front of the three blood demons, his body swelled and twisted, turning into a blood feast scarecrow.

Knowing that the situation is critical and unable to escape, Marushal roared, his thin body changed, and dark red magical flames entangled around him, vaguely condensing into a huge dark red bat.

"what!!!"

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

With Marushal's body as the center, flames ignited everywhere he went.

The first to bear the brunt is naturally Nofenla.

The terrifying magical flame hit Nuofenra's body with the spread of sound waves, and instantly most of her body's flesh and blood burned into charcoal.

but.....

In Nuofenra's body, the full-bodied magic of blood feast came into play instantly.

With the scorching scorching of **** flames, her body is constantly healing, and the speed of recovery is faster than the speed at which the body is scorched into coke.

However, there is at least some hope.

Marushal was pleasantly surprised, as he resisted the backlash brought by the power beyond the limit, and the magical flame continued to surge towards Novena along with the sound waves.

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

Sneak attack? Flank attack?

Impossible, this kind of flame attack!

Marushal shouted in his heart.

However... the target is not him.

The dry fleshy tentacles shot at the blood demon.

Relentlessly, the Blood Banquet's tentacles pierced into the blood demon's body, sucking their bodies into it.

Whether it is blood feast magic or blood.

What made Marushal desperate happened.

The magic flame that he used with all his strength, brought him back, originally faintly suppressed, but now...

That weird demon, the burnt marks on her body, is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It seemed that his magical flame was completely ineffective.

Although, he understood very well that it was the opponent's recovery speed that was so fast that the speed of his flames destroying the opponent's body could not match the speed of recovery.

In addition to being used for battle, the blood demon is also the blood bag of the Scarecrow of the Blood Banquet.

If you don't clear the blood demon, and you can't stop the blood feast scarecrow, then you can only watch the opponent recover.

"how is this possible!?"

"how is this possible!!!"

Marushal, who was transformed into a hellfire bat, screamed desperately, and then dozens of dried **** tentacles, wrapped in bright red magic power, struck.

boom!

With the explosive roar, Marushal was blasted to pieces.

In the splash of fire.

The dry flesh in Nuofenra's body turned into **** banquet tentacles and flew out, drawing away the vitality and blood from his corpse as food for the body.

When the fire faded, there was only one blood feast scarecrow intact and two blood demons that had just formed.

Nofenra, who had just had a supper, had a feeling of fullness, his urge to overeating subsided, and his sanity recovered a bit.

but......

Looking at the flames around her that were gradually extinguishing because of the lack of magic, she laughed, and the enlarged flesh gradually shrank and closed, returning to a female human form.

Moreover, it is even more coquettish and beautiful than before.

Despite regaining her sanity, she still smiled madly, her upturned mouth cracked to the root of her ears, hideous and terrifying:

"More...I need more blood..."

"Suck!"

"Suck!"

Behind her, two blood demons echoed, making inexplicable calls.

Yate watched all this and nodded slightly: "It's okay, not too bad."

The blood feast scarecrow created by the claws of the blood feast is still quite good in terms of combat effectiveness.

Then his gaze turned to the night crow who was collecting bad luck scattered with the corpses:

"The amount of doom is not bad."

But at this moment, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and turned his head, as if he saw something:

"Player?"