He gathered the remaining blood mist and transformed it into dozens of huge claws, which grabbed the four people from behind.

But Lord Guardian Antanas was well prepared.

Her magic power intertwined into a shield in the air, and her bloody claws collided with the light shield, making a deafening noise. The blood mist on the claw tips splashed and was pushed back completely.

Lachar’s attacks were resolved time and again by the perfect cooperation of the four demons.

However, he did not have the support of the vampire ancestors and could only face the combined forces of the demon clan alone.

“Lancros!!”

The third ancestor, Lachar, felt overwhelmed and his mind and body were on the verge of collapse.

Lachar’s attacks became weaker and weaker, and the blood mist became thinner and thinner.

His face was as pale as paper, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were bloodshot.

But even so, he still gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat.

In his opinion, as the ancestor duke of the blood clan, being defeated by just four great demon officials was a great shame.

“You won’t be able to seal me if you keep on wasting time, Lanklos, you have lost the ability to seal me!”

Lachal roared, his voice extremely hoarse.

“Do you really think the game is not over yet?”

Lanqi didn’t care about Lachar at all. He chuckled as he looked at the magic card with a flower seal in his hand.

It’s almost time.

It’s time to end it.

At this moment, Lanqi’s smile did not seem to be because the long-cherished wish of the shadow world was finally about to end, forcing the final powerful enemy, the third ancestor Lachar, into a desperate situation.

Just looking at this natal card, he simply felt happy.

“Let me show you the most beautiful flower fairy in the world.”

Lanqi raised his palm, and his calm eyes did not contain any hostility or fighting spirit. It was as if he was throwing out a petal, gently letting the orange epic free.

The last familiar, and also Lanqi’s only true natal demon.

The most turbulent moment in Blood Moon City Square.

It was as if the clouds had cleared and the sun was shining, and the Blood King’s Palace was cast with ripples of light from the glorious virtues.

Where the sunlight was focused, orange wings fluttered, and a demon girl had landed in the square.

It was a long moment that felt like eternity had arrived.

Her dress fell like white rose petals, and she appeared in the Blood King’s Palace with a captivating floral fragrance.

“The legendary beauty, the great poet Lanfu, appears!”

The voice of the Crazy Love Demon King was like an explosive buzzing sound that made time flow again and resounded throughout the square.

She squeezed her throat and imitated the voice of the great poet to perform the magic sound.

At Lanqi’s request, she, who had swallowed the Great Love Poet, wanted to help Lanqi use the Great Love Poet’s magic sound to control the situation.

But Taliyah was afraid that her old friends would find out that she had become a familiar connected to Lanqi’s soul, so she decided to go all the way and completely disguised herself as the poet of love with a different skin.

“puff.”

Lanqi covered his mouth tightly.

His shoulders were shaking and he tried hard not to laugh.

He didn’t expect Talia to actually do it.

“Lanqi, don’t laugh!!”

Talia conveyed this in her mind with excitement and grievance, her ears turning red with anxiety.

“A tribute to the legendary voice actress Talia, she is so girly.”

Lanqi’s thoughts were trembling, as if his heart was aching from laughing.

“I’m going to kill you, Ranchi!”

On the surface, Talia tried her best to maintain her acting skills, pretending to be a great poet and smiling seductively beside Lanqi. But in fact, her soul was about to leave her body, and she grabbed Lanqi’s neck and shook him.

After her magic voice fell, an unimaginable storm brewed in the Blood King’s Palace Square, as if the dream and reality were about to be overturned and reversed!

The third ancestor, Duke Lachar, suddenly became insane. He was unconscious and his vision was flickering. He felt like he had slammed into a wall. Stars kept appearing in his eyes and he almost fainted, unable to regain consciousness.

After experiencing repeated mental turmoil, if it were an ordinary creature, it would have already exceeded the killing line of the Crazy Love Demon King.

However, at this moment, even Lachar, the third ancestor who had stepped into the realm of gods at the ninth level, could not withstand the interference of the Crazy Love Demon King with his high mental magic resistance.

Just by controlling Lachar for a while, his defeat was inevitable.

The four great demons had split Duke Lachar into two halves in an instant.

“no no……!”

When the third ancestor, Duke Lachar, came to his senses, he kept trying to wriggle and gather on the ground, but was slowed down by the ice until he was almost buried in this ocean of light.

“Lachar, do you know how the fourth ancestor, Duke Eduardo, was sealed?”

Planai looked at Duke Lachar and asked.

As he said this, he turned around and looked at Lanqi who was standing quietly beside him.

“…!”

Duke Lachar’s pupils on the ground suddenly shrank, and his struggle stopped a little.

He couldn’t guess what was going on, but he felt inexplicably palpitating.

This fake Lanclos had similar methods to Lanclos, but there were some fatal differences between them.

If the sealing technique he is best at is not the Chimeric Edict and Eternal Punishment of Immortality.

Is there another sealing technique? The one used to seal the fourth ancestor, Marquis Eduardo, in this time and space?

Duke Lachard has reached the end of his rope.

His blood mist was defeated and no longer able to resist. He was briefly frozen and pressed to the ground.

Lanqi walked over slowly.

He pulled out a tube of injection from his pocket that had the Holy Trinity and the forbidden emblem of the Nakaris Institute on it.

Lanqi opened it, pushed the syringe, and looked at the droplets coming out of the needle tip.

“Guess what research results Maya-sama and I left behind in the secret research institute on Naika Island?”

He asked the third ancestor, Duke Lachar, without a trace of emotion in his voice.

“Maye-chan? The dead female demon?!”

Duke Lachar’s pupils shrank and a trace of fear flashed across his face.

He wanted to retreat, wanted to escape, but his body was nailed to the spot by the icicles and he couldn’t move.

“She is not an ordinary demon, but a real talented demon woman. If she can live a little longer, your demon transformation toxin will be nothing.”

Lanqi inserted the needle tip into Duke Lachar’s neck, and Lachar immediately felt a chill on his neck.

“What, what is this?!”

When Lachar heard Laqi say “Demon Transformation Toxin”, his heart felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds.

Many images and scenes kept flashing through Lachar’s trembling pupils.

Slowly, and completely, Rachel understood.

Why Lanclos caused such a commotion in the Holy Land.

Why was it the Saint Sigra, who was second only to him, who backstabbed him?

Why did he act as crazy and stupid as possible and indiscriminately slaughter the provinces of the Horning Empire before coming here?

There is only one answer to all of this: He Lachar was played around by Lancroix.

Lancros already knows everything!

“This is similar to what you gave to the residents of Horning, but this thing is more advanced and can cause vampires to distort in a short period of time and begin to be forcibly demonized.”

Lanqi explained to Lachar the effect of the reagent in his hand.

Duke Lachar was stunned for a moment.

Turn him into a deformed familiar?

And then… use the demon clan’s internal methods to further transform him?

At this moment he seemed to understand the connection between Planai’s question and Lanqi’s words.

When the fourth ancestor Eduardo disappeared, the Polant Empire took out an unprecedented bomb, which shocked them all.

Fortunately, it was later proved that it was a scam by the Polant Empire.

Is it possible to make such a bomb?

And the key material is the ancestor of the blood clan?

“You can’t do this! I’m the third ancestor of the blood clan, you can’t do such a thing!!”

Lachar was locked in the ice crystal, his eyes were bloodshot and veins were bulging, he fought back with all his might in rage, blood foam oozing from the corners of his mouth.

No matter how Duke Lachar roared, he could not change the inevitable outcome.

Lachar felt extremely humiliated and ashamed just thinking about being turned into fuel to blow up a large number of demons! !

“Join the glorious evolution. The end point of the blood race’s evolutionary route is Bomberman.”

Lanqi injected the reagent into Lachar’s neck.

“No, get this dirty stuff out of my body…”

Lachar’s voice became increasingly unclear, and he was almost unable to speak clearly.

He also briefly began to transform into a demon. Cracks appeared on his skin, as if it was about to be torn apart. An ominous deep purple light emanated from those cracks, until Lachar’s fingertips gradually pointed into sharp claws and his ears began to lengthen.

As the curse spread, Lachar’s hair became messy.