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This successfully diverted the white-haired Dead Apostle's attention from Elquet to him.

"Humans... Although they are protected by Bai Ji, they are able to operate in such an environment. They are obviously not ordinary people. Whether it is the Holy Church or the Magic Association, humph, it doesn't matter which one."

The white-haired dead apostle snorted coldly, and his eyes became full of rationality.

"Your knife grip is a mess... You're still raising your weapon against me like that? Do you want to fight me?"

He looked cold.

He did not regard Jiang Li as a threat.

In other words, he didn't even consider Jiang Li, who was holding a weapon, as an enemy.

This is the pride of the highest-ranking Dead Apostle!

"I don't like to owe favors to others."

Jiang Li held the knife casually, completely ignoring his comments.

The way you hold the knife is messy?

Sometimes, when your opponent is too ignorant, he will become a joke in your eyes.

"I just owed Elquet a favor, so I'm going to pay it back now!"

Unlike his posture, his eyes were extremely sharp.

"So, you really want to fight me?"

The white-haired dead apostle filtered out the information he wanted from his words, his expression unchanged.

At the same time, he raised the weapon in his hand.

It was a long spear.

A huge knight's spear that is as bright silver as moonlight and more than five meters long!

It would be impossible for an ordinary person to just lift it, but he waved it around casually as if he didn't realize it.

He had used that gun to pierce Elquet's abdomen and knock her away.

Jiang Li remained silent, but his sharp eyes had already given his answer.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became solemn and murderous.

“Wait a minute…!”

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind.

Elquet walked out of the building, covering her bloody abdomen, her expression showing a hint of pain and her voice trembling slightly.

"That guy is a Dead Apostle who possesses the Principle Blood Ring. In other words, he's a member of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors. You can't defeat him alone..."

Take a break and update twice tonight.

Chapter 629 The Nineteenth Ancestor of the Dead Apostles

2023-06-01

Principle of blood ring?

Jiang Li narrowed his eyes and his expression became a little serious.

Really?

In the world of the Dead Apostles, there is the concept of the "Principle Blood Ring," which refers to a power capable of killing planets and is believed to be inherited from the original vampires.

There are a total of 27 types of extant Principle Blood Rings, corresponding to the 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles.

In other words, mastering the Principle Blood Ring is the threshold to becoming an ancestor. Only by mastering a Principle Blood Ring can one become an ancestor-level Dead Apostle. Having or not having a Principle Blood Ring is the most fundamental difference between ordinary Dead Apostles and ancestor-level Dead Apostles!

Not only in terms of identity, but also in terms of strength!

The white-haired dead apostle in front of him was probably the ancestor of the dead apostles who mastered the "Ice" Blood Ring!

With the power of the ice he possesses, as long as the scale is large enough, he can completely kill the planet!

In other words, there is no creature on Earth that can survive his cold wave!

No wonder the cold current that erupted at that moment was close to absolute zero. Once that ultra-low temperature cold current covered the earth, it would definitely turn the earth into Pluto in the shortest time.

This dead apostle is very strong!

If he gets infected, he might even be in danger of freezing to death!

"But whether we can win or not, we won't know until we fight!"

Jiang Li's eyes were clear and he showed no intention of retreating.

Rather, a strong enemy is what he expects.

A one-sided battle is too boring. This kind of battle that can bring him a sense of crisis is the exciting battle he is looking forward to!

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Li took the initiative to attack!

The white-haired dead apostle simply blinked, and his figure disappeared from sight.

His pupils shrank slightly, and before his brain could react, an unnatural strong wind suddenly blew in front of him.

He instinctively stood still and held his spear horizontally in front of him.

"Qiang——!"

A sharp explosion hit the eardrum.

The bright silver blade collided with the gun body, producing extremely intense sparks.

"Well!"

The white-haired dead apostle groaned.

Although he didn't take a single step back, his internal organs felt as if they were being churned in a meat grinder!

No, in fact, he felt that his internal organs were indeed crushed in an instant!

It would only take a moment for him to recover from this kind of injury, but he was in deep doubt.

what happened?

How did you do it?

Just with knife skills?

Before he could figure out the reason, the shimmering knife light followed him like a leech attached to his bones.

In the blink of an eye, the human had already swung the second knife!

The white-haired dead man narrowed his eyes.

Just take a step back.

Just stand back and unleash the cold!

As long as you are a human being, you cannot survive in ultra-low temperatures close to absolute zero!

"Drink!"

But his eyes bulged out, and instead of stepping back, he pushed the gun forward with all his might!

If he retreated at this time, he felt that he would lose in other aspects!

The gun was so huge that it protected his upper body like a door panel.

Even if you want to attack his head, the knife is not long enough!

But "Magic Light Blade" never requires length!

"boom!"

This time there was a huge roar.

Amidst a thunderous roar, a figure was knocked away like a cannonball.

On the other side, the white-haired dead apostle's movements suddenly froze, and he involuntarily stepped back.

Jiang Li stepped on the ground with his legs, rubbing them against the ground for dozens of meters before releasing the force.

The white-haired dead apostle also repaired his body and looked at him seriously.

In the first round of confrontation, although Jiang Li had the advantage, he did not cause any effective damage.

"I'm really surprised that there are still warriors like you in this era?"

A look of deep surprise appeared in the cold eyes of the white-haired dead apostle.

"And you actually used a sword technique that I couldn't understand. It seems I was presumptuous when I said your stance was messy!"

You wouldn't have guessed it, but this guy is actually a pretty straightforward Dead Apostle.

However, it is not difficult to see from his words that this guy has not yet "awakened".

It should be not long since we entered this singularity.

I'm afraid that just like Elquet, they both entered this singularity in the past two days, so Elquet didn't know of his existence.

"As a token of my respect for you, I will state my name."

The white-haired dead man looked directly at Jiang Li, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"My name is Flov, Flov Arghan. Among the twenty-seven ancestors of the modern era, I am the dead disciple who is being considered for the position of the nineteenth ancestor!"

"Warrior, tell me your name!"

There was a probing look in his eyes.

Like a knight of old, he politely asked his opponent's name.

"Jiang Li is just an ordinary person."

Jiang Li stood there holding a knife, his face showing no fear at all.

"Jiang Li, I remember this name."

Frov pondered for a moment and expressed his respect to Jiang Li.

"Flov, you are a Dead Apostle from the North Sea, right?"

At this time, Elquet took the initiative to come forward.

Her injuries had completely healed, and her pale face had regained its rosy complexion.

I don’t know what the principle is, but even the blood stains on the white sweater disappeared, and the whole person became spotless.

"Oh? Can you tell?"

Frov's expression returned to its cold state, and he responded to Elquet's question out of the corner of his eye.

"You've really weakened a lot, a pure white vampire princess. Your strength should be only about half of your normal strength, otherwise you wouldn't be so weak."

If it were the normal Elquet, he would have been completely overwhelmed by now.

"Don't bother with that!"

Elquet snorted in displeasure.

"As far as I know, a thousand years ago, a dead apostle went to the secret realm of the North Sea and has not appeared in public for a thousand years. That dead apostle possessed the Blood Ring of Ice. That should be your master, right?"

"…So what?"

Frov was silent for a moment.

"The secret realm of the North Sea, also known as the Wandering Sea, is a different dimension absolutely inaccessible to outsiders. It's not in the normal timeline. You were able to become a Dead Apostle, probably because you were taken back by the Master himself. However, now you possess the Ice Blood Ring and appear as the Ancestor."

Elquet paused and spoke with an indifferent expression.

"So, you're the one who's defeated?"

"..."

For the first time, Frov was speechless.

Under Elquet's questioning, all expression on his face disappeared, and he just lowered his head and remained silent.

“…I was indeed the one who killed the master.”