Chapter 166: The Blood Apostle Appears The blood was swirling in the air, and the pool of blood on the ground became the best weapon to desecrate the true spirit. The blood in the blood pool turned into sharp blades, and every drop of blood that splashed out had terrifying power! Millia's figure kept dodging, and in front of her, the power of Chenxing turned into protection. She not only had to protect herself from the blood that penetrated every hole, but also had to dodge the blasphemous holy sword wielded by the blasphemous true spirit. Her expression was somewhat angry. If it was just the Blasphemous Spirit, even with the Blasphemous Greatsword that could devour the power of the law, she would have the confidence to kill the Blasphemous Spirit. However, the Blasphemous Spirit had devoured part of the blood essence. This pool of blood has also become a weapon to blaspheme the true spirit. Milia gritted her teeth, she could feel that the Blasphemous Spirit was once just a weak deity, not worth mentioning compared to her, but now she was suppressed. The Blasphemous Holy Sword smashed down at Millia again with an evil aura. Millia took a deep breath, and the Morning Star Scepter in her hand also lit up. A faint blue light shone, and countless stars gathered on the scepter. Under the astonished gaze of the blasphemous true spirit, a giant sword condensed from the magic power of the Morning Star appeared in Millia's hand. The cold law of the Morning Star spread a bone-chilling chill, freezing the surrounding blood pools in an instant. The blood in the sky that was attacking Milia was also frozen and stopped.
Millia held the greatsword and without hesitation collided with the blasphemous holy sword in the hands of the blasphemous spirit! Bang! A violent buzzing sound was heard, and the dark blue magic of the Morning Star Law and the black magic of the Blasphemous Law burst out instantly. The frozen blood pool under Millia's feet shattered into pieces, and the unfrozen blood pool not far away also set off huge waves. The two great swords collided with each other, one was dark blue and emitted a beautiful glow, while the other was ferocious and carried a black airflow, forming a sharp contrast. The Blasphemous Spirit stared at the shining sword in Millia's hand, and a sense of crisis inexplicably surged into his heart. At this moment, the dark blue magic of the Morning Star extended to the blade of the Blasphemous Holy Sword along with the greatsword in Millia's hand. The icy chill instantly enveloped the Blasphemous Holy Sword and even extended along the hilt into the hands of the Blasphemous True Spirit. Seeing this, the Blasphemous Spirit instinctively let go of the Blasphemous Holy Sword. The coldness directly sealed the Blasphemous Holy Sword, and the snake head and arms on the sword stopped wriggling and fell directly into the frozen pool of blood. As the Blasphemous Holy Sword was sealed, the feeling of his power being devoured all the time suddenly disappeared. Millia breathed a sigh of relief. This was the sealing spell of the Morning Star Scepter. The Chenxing Sealing Technique can seal all the power of laws, but the opponent is a god in his prime. Even if it was used to seal the corrupt spirit, it was when the corrupt spirit was at the end of its rope. It is difficult to have much effect by using the Morning Star Sealing Technique directly on the Profane True Spirit, so Millia turned her target to the Profane Holy Sword in the hands of the Profane True Spirit. Looking at the Blasphemous Holy Sword falling to the ground, the Blasphemous True Spirit had a strange expression on his face. "The power of the Sealing Law..." He muttered to himself. He had never seen such power before. Millia had no intention of just standing there in front of the Profane Spirit. She swung the Starlight Greatsword again, and the cold Morning Star magic transformed into sword energy that swept towards the Profane Spirit without mercy. The blasphemous spirit turned his head, and the blood on the ground suddenly surged up, turning into a blood wall to block the sword energy. "Your power is very unique and powerful." The Blasphemous True Spirit slowly looked towards Miria, "I think you must have been a powerful god in the past, so you came here arrogantly and wanted to kill me." "You look down on a weak god like me, but it is a weak god like me who survived the destruction." The tone of blasphemy against the true spirit was full of mockery. His snake pupils and human eyes were staring at Miria, "Your arrogance will make you die here, and you will become my food!" With a roar, the Blasphemous Spirit once again controlled the blood in the blood pool, and at the same time an invisible mental wave was released. Just like the two professions under his law of blasphemy, the Spell Thief and the Soul Mesmer both rely on the power of others to form their combat effectiveness, and their own power is not strong. The same is true for him as a true spirit of the law! If Costadin had not helped him occupy the blood pool, he would not have been able to compete with the blood elves! He is a weak god, but a weak ant can also devour an elephant!
Millia didn't waste time talking to the Blasphemous Spirit. She brandished the Starlight Greatsword and launched a fierce attack. Under Millia's attack, the Blasphemous Spirit could only resist. Just when Milia thought she had the upper hand, a storm swept towards her, bringing with it a torrent of blood. Completely unprepared, Millia could only quickly raise the Morning Star Scepter to summon the protective shield, but the shield was broken in her haste, and she was swept away by the storm, falling into a pool of blood and rolling for a long distance before stopping. She struggled to stand up from the pool of blood and looked at the figure standing not far away in disbelief. Albert held a huge sword in his hand, his eyes were red, and he actually pointed the sword at her! "Foolish woman, I have told you to come to me, so I am fully prepared." The Blasphemous Spirit looked at this scene, crawled to Albert's side, and put his arm on Albert's shoulder. "Maybe I look weak to you, but I have devoured many gods who are much stronger than me! You will pay the price for your arrogance!" As the Blasphemous True Spirit spoke, the invisible magical fluctuations became stronger, and Millia clearly felt that her mind was being eroded! This is the power of blasphemy, stealing power, manipulating minds, and all sources of power come from others. This makes it impossible for the blasphemous spirit to ever truly compare to those powerful gods, but such power is like a poisonous snake in the shadows. When you are weak, I will always give you a fatal blow! "Is this the realm of saints?" Millia covered her head. She had to admit that she really underestimated this big snake. Previously on the battlefield of the Arc de Triomphe, this giant snake did not show any signs of being a saint, not even when she was fighting the blasphemous spirit just now. Until now, Albert has been manipulated in the realm. The Blasphemy Spirit has the power to control the mind. Normally, if Albert resists, the Blasphemy Spirit will not succeed if they are both at the extraordinary level. However, it is different with the blessing of the Saint's realm. "I will taste you well." The voice of blasphemy against the true spirit sounded in Millia's ears. The blood in the surrounding blood pools began to stir again, Albert also raised his sword, and the storm gathered around him. But in the face of all this, Millia remained calm. Her expression was serene, as if she was not the one in danger of death. Looking at Millia's appearance, the Blasphemous Spirit was a little confused. This was different from the other gods he had defeated many times. Some strong men would beg for mercy from him when they were in a desperate situation, or fight to the death with their last bit of strength, but no one would welcome death as calmly as Millia. "Aren't you afraid of death?" the Blasphemous Spirit couldn't help but ask. Milia smiled, and did not answer the words of the Blasphemy True Spirit, but looked outside the hall. A strong breath of blood law suddenly descended from outside the hall, and a flash of blood-colored lightning pierced through the big snake's head before the Blasphemy True Spirit could react at all. "Hiss!" A painful cry sounded in the hall. The blasphemous spirit suddenly retreated back, and the scarlet spear nailed the snake's head to the ground. When the red light disappeared, the original appearance of the spear was revealed. The bright red heavy sword looked particularly ferocious and terrifying. Looking at the heavy sword stuck in his snake head, the man who blasphemed the true spirit showed an angry expression on his face. "Bloody Apostle!" He roared, and was about to reach out to pull out the heavy sword that was stuck in the snake's head, when he saw the heavy sword turn into a stream of light and fly away. Outside the hall, Lear, wearing a bloody king's robe and a bloody prisoner's mask on his head, walked in little by little. Millia stood where she was, staring at the Blood Apostle who walked in, with a scrutinizing look in her eyes. After looking for a while, she walked towards the Blood Apostle. She walked up to the Blood Apostle, her deep blue eyes seemed to be able to see through the blood-covered mask and see the face inside. This was the man she fell in love with, a nasty man. "Millia..." Being looked at by Millia, Lear felt inexplicably uneasy.
The Milia in front of him was completely different from the previous Milia. Although they had the same appearance, her temperament was like a different person. "Don't you have anything to explain to me?" Milia snorted. Lear was a little embarrassed. He could guess that Millia was angry because of his fake death. In fact, before faking his death, Lear had thought about a series of situations that would follow. If Millia awakens because of this, then Millia will definitely be able to sense that he is just faking his death. After all, the astrologers of the Morning Star Law have the ability to predict the future, and as the goddess of Morning Star, Millia's ability to predict the future will only be stronger! Now it seems that Milia really sees through everything. "I just want you to wake up. Don't you always feel that you can't help me..." Li Er spread his hands and explained, but looking at Millia's angry expression, he finally sighed helplessly. "I'm sorry," he said. Listening to Lear's apology, Millia's expression gradually softened. She was angry that Lear faked his death, which made her heartbroken, but now seeing that Lear was still alive, she felt fortunate. The two were silent for a long time before Millia walked over to Lear and hugged him gently. "I have awakened. From now on, you can tell me anything you have. No matter what, don't do such dangerous things again." Millia said softly. After listening to Millia's words, Lear also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Millia, who had awakened the memory of the Morning Star Goddess, had not changed her temperament drastically. She still recognized him and was still his little princess. While the two were talking, the blasphemous spirit not far away became even more furious. He was actually being ignored! The Blood Apostle and Milia were flirting right in front of him? The controlled Albert immediately created a storm that swept towards Lear and Millia. Lear held Millia in his arms and blocked her behind him. Then the blood in the pool rose into the air and turned into a blood wall to block the storm. After being promoted to the extraordinary level, he gained the expertise in controlling blood. This pool of blood can be a weapon to desecrate the true spirit, and it can also be his weapon! "Leave this big snake to me." Lear said softly to Milia. "Can you?" Milia frowned. "Don't underestimate your man." Li Er chuckled and patted Milia's head. Millia's cheeks turned slightly red, but she did not refute Lear's words. She broke away from Lear's arms and stood aside obediently. She used to be a goddess and had never dated other men, but she also understood men. Men always like to show their strength in front of their lovers. This is something every man will do to reflect his masculine charm. Since Lear said he would deal with the blasphemous spirit himself, Millia would naturally not offend Lear. Smiling at Millia, Lear turned and walked towards the Blasphemous Spirit. Blood turned into a blood wall and splashed down from the air, forming blood-colored sword blades that floated in front of Lear. Looking at Albert who was being controlled, Lear's eyes were slightly stern. Albert, who was of the extraordinary class, was controlled by the Blasphemous Spirit. If he had not yet been promoted to the extraordinary class, his mind would probably be controlled as well. This is the realm of the saints of the Blasphemous Spirit. In addition to the blessing of one's own strength, the power to control the mind is the most terrifying. "You think you can defeat me by yourself?" The Blasphemous Spirit let out a roar. He listened to the conversation between Li Er and Milia. Originally, he was a little afraid of the appearance of the Blood Apostle and Blasphemy of the True Spirit. If the Blood Apostle and Milia joined forces, Blasphemy of the True Spirit would also feel a headache. But now the Blood Apostle actually planned to deal with him alone! This is naked contempt! Another arrogant idiot... He looked furious on the surface, but in his heart he was blaspheming the True Spirit with a hint of contempt.
He likes arrogant people like this the most. He will trample their arrogance under his feet and then eat them! Lear looked at the Blasphemy Spirit and ignored the other party's anger. After fusing with the Corrupted Divine Blood, Lear knew that the Blasphemy Spirit was just fish on the chopping board. The power after fusing with the divine blood was even stronger than he had imagined. He even felt that he didn't need Lillian's blessing to kill the blasphemous true spirit! He couldn't wait to try out his newfound power. An evil smile appeared on Lear's face, and in an instant, an aura of decay burst out from his body! The dark green power of the law of corruption and the bloody power of the law solidified on his body. Lear's body suddenly became huge, and grew to a height of about ten meters under the fusion and transformation of the two laws. The two kinds of magic power turned into entities, Lear's body became hideous, and his hands turned into real devil-like claws! Black and green lines were wrapped around the two dark red horns on the top of the head, and the eyes also turned dark red with a faint green halo. Compared with the previous blood liberation, Lear has become even more hideous, with a rotten smell in his blood, like a "devil" resurrected from ancient times! (End of this chapter)