A giant rumbling through the roof of the Longtang Chamber of Commerce rushed into the city sky. The already brightly lit streets of Longtang City were illuminated even brighter. Under this dazzling lightning, the lighthouses floating in the sky seemed dim. People in the city looked up in surprise and looked at the thunder and lightning that soared into the sky. Some people felt uneasy and fearful, while others felt just a unique fireworks show.

This is Long Tang, the last metropolis on the deserted continent, flashy and absurd... Nothing is surprising.

"You are stronger than I thought." Demith's face was illuminated by the blue light in front of him. A human figure almost completely wrapped in lightning stood in front of him. Bjorn was completely unaffected by his blood technique. The electric current field emitted from his body isolated him from the outside world. In this state, even the top blood technique could not hurt him.

"You should have used up your tricks?"

Every step Bjorn left a trace of high-voltage current on the ground. His voice became very strange through the mask formed by the current, mixed with noisy current sounds, like the sound of an old-fashioned semiconductor sound.

"How long can you last?" Dimith was not panicked. He was fearless and completely intoxicated by the wonderful feeling of obtaining this power. "The human body is too weak after all, but my power is endless. You will always have time to exhaust your power. The blood in your body is also my nutrients. I can't wait to taste it, hahaha."

"Then let's try it."

The White Wolf King took a step forward, and a lightning light dragged into a long arc behind him. He moved in front of Dimis in an instant, as if the earth had been shortened at his feet in an instant.

"boom!"

Everyone present, including Demith, did not see Bjorn's movements clearly. He seemed to be integrated into lightning. When Demith reacted, he had already hit a circle in his chest. The blood and qi barrier around him did not play any role and was penetrated by the opponent's punch. He had no time to change his body and avoid the damage, and a solid blow hit his chest.

A series of bursts of sparks exploded in the air, and Demith was hit hard on the ground like a cannonball. Bjorn's punch just now injected amazing electricity into his body. Demith was tightly bound by a rope-like arc and could not escape for the time being. Before he could use blood technique to escape, the opponent's second punch attacked again.

Dimith was punched hard on the face. This time, Bjorn did not even show up. He could only see arcs jumping rapidly in the air, appearing and disappearing. The feeling on Dimith's body did not seem to be hit by a fist, but was more like being knocked out by a powerful force field. The movement of the arc never stopped. Before Dimith could land, the leaping light appeared behind him again, and the scene just now was staged again.

The noisy electric current mixed with the loud noise from Demith being knocked away, and the others who were retreating on the sidelines watched the amazing battle, with no room for themselves to intervene.

"This is the highest level of the Thunder Body..." Naile's eyes reflected the thundering arc in the distance. She had only heard of this move and had never seen it with her own eyes.

This is not a random trick that can be demonstrated. This trick will completely transform the user into a high-energy ion form. Simply put, it is to turn the body into a part of the current. In this state, whether it is speed, strength, or control over the current, it will rise to a higher level and can easily pass through obstacles that the body cannot pass through.

But the cost and risks are also extraordinary. If you cannot transform your body from the ionic state, you will never come back when the light thought is exhausted. Either you will completely dissipate, or you will be lost in the ionic state world and will never be able to return to reality.

Even if he successfully transformed back, the damage to his body would be irreversible, and the damage would increase every time. Bjorn had used it four times in his life. The first two times were against the powerful mind beasts of the Emperor level. The third time was when he fought against Seth, the leader of the Spark Army in the capital some time ago. After only a few days, he used the fourth time, which was why Raymond wanted to dissuade him just now.

Nye still cannot even open the first level of Thunder God body. The gap between her and her father is almost beyond the reach of her...

"Here!"

Every time the arc hit Dimith, it would send a large amount of current into his body. Dimith suppressed his injuries with the powerful recovery ability of the bloodborne. However, the attack with such a fast frequency had approached his limit. Finally, just as the tight string finally broke, Dimith screamed, and the current accumulated in his body gathered into a ball and penetrated out of his chest!

"How is this possible... This is, this..." Dimith looked at his wound in surprise. His power was indeed suppressed. There should be no weakness in the world except the Moon Curse... With other attacks, no matter how powerful it is, it is impossible to suppress his recovery speed...

"Why? Not as arrogant as just now?" The scattered arc condensed Bjorn's figure in the air. A dazzling bright light flashed out from his fingertips, pointing at Demith like a pistol.

"Could..." Dimith looked at his body. Sure enough, the scars left on him after several attacks were regular.

Bjorn's series of attacks were not only about accumulating current, but more importantly, leaving these scars. A tree-like current scar formed a triangle pattern on Demith, with some strange symbols mixed in the middle...

"The Gate of Mercury... It's indeed that woman." Dimith saw what this was. There was a part of the knowledge about the Star Gate technique in the inheritance he obtained from the Blood Cup. Although he had not yet understood it in-depth, he could probably do it.

"Dragon Slaying Thunder Spear·Destroy!" The lightning in the White Wolf King's hand shot out directly. A move that seemed to be no different from the light-mind condensing bomb contained earth-shaking power. He gathered all the light-minds in his body at his fingertips and exploded out in an instant. The thunder bullet pierced his forehead when Dimis was suppressed by the star gate technique.

The heat stimulated by lightning made the blood and energy in his body evaporate. First, he lured the enemy into depth, slowly threw out the bait, and used a fatal blow at the critical moment. Bjorn is worthy of being a legendary light Nianji. The younger generation can't see anything, and light Nianji who have been through the battlefield for a long time can see that his game is very wonderful.

The matter should have been settled now, and Bjorn has reached the limit of the Thunder God's body state and hastily escaped from the ionic state to restore his body. But what he did not expect was that the perfect blow just now was disturbed by another sudden force.

"Mill, should I say you let me down, or did you not let me down?"

"It's you... how could it be..." Dimith looked at the "person" who suddenly broke into the battlefield in disbelief. How could he be alive? He had obviously activated the Blood Cup, and all the power in his body should be transferred to him. The Blood Cup Baby is a container that holds Cain's power. Once the power is taken away, he will disappear, and... how could he grow up?

"I'm sorry that your game is going to be paused. I have some serious things to do." Cain jumped off the central platform, his body covered with shocking wounds, but his expression and steps were calm, as if those were all dressed in a masquerade party.

After Cain resurrected, he obtained memories from the remains of the blood-cup baby and the minds of all living blood descendants. He was like a super network master brain, summarizing the information distributed in terminals around the world. Even though he had been sleeping for so many years, he knew everything that happened in the world. No matter how long his ancestors left, as long as there were blood descendants in the world, his power would not fade.

"What a strong blood power, who is he?" Bjorn stared at the uninvited guest vigilantly. He had just escaped from the state of Thunder God's body and was still in a weak state. This guy didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend. Except for him, he was a bloodborne, everyone knew nothing about him.

"He's Cain...he's back..." Gun covered his chest and rushed back into the underground space. "The blood cup is a bait! He just wants someone to become as strong as him before snatching that person's body."

"You have too many words, little snacks, maybe I should have shut you up just now." Cain did not look back at Gunn, but the latter felt a chill like being stared at by a poisonous snake.

"You show up yourself, so that we won't go to you again." Bjorn's hand condensed into a blade. He has consumed a lot of money until now, but Cain is also very weak now. Dimith was suppressed by him. This is the best opportunity to take down both of them while they are fighting.

"That little snack is quite annoying, but he said it's right. Mill, your mission has been completed. It's time to do the last thing and hand me over your body." Cain hooked his hand. His voice sounded nothing special, with a low and magnetic feeling, which was a little different from the sound that Guen heard in the secret realm. After all, Guen only saw the part of the birth of his ancestor Cain, and after that, he experienced hundreds of years of ups and downs.

"Never!" Dimith struggled to get up, and a rich blood mist condensed beside him. Cain only glanced at him, and the power on Dimith instantly dissipated, rushing around him without listening to his control.

"What I said is that your mission is complete, it is not yours, and it will not belong to you after all."

"Impossible... I've been free from the constraints of the bloodline code. Why can you control me..." Dimis's mood was unable to be complicated. In just a few hours, he experienced the journey of reaching the top and falling to the valley. He couldn't figure out which step he had calculated wrongly.

"It's not the power of the blood code, but yours has been tied to my curse. Just in that blood cup, you drink it, and you drink the deadly poison in your own mouth." Facing this situation, Cain calmly explained to Demith that he had experienced all his life's storms. The battle situation in front of him seemed not enough to make him nervous. "This is your own fault. If you don't make me think about it, you don't have to go this far."

"Bastard..." Demis gritted his teeth and tried hard to gather strength, but it was still in vain. Cain only moved his fingers slightly, and Demis slapped him hard on the head, most of his face was torn to pieces, revealing the lush white bones below.

"Don't be too chaotic, I still need to use this body." Cain picked up Demith's face and glanced up and down like a picky collector. "Your prey on blood is so mixed. It's a bad habit, but it's barely OK. You should be honored to be a part of me."

"Clam!"

The light scholars on the side did not intend to give Cain too much time. They seized the opportunity and launched an attack together. The silver mirrors in the sky appeared from the void and flipped the angle at Cain. The sword force that Lancelot and the White Wolf King cut out at the same time rushed forward, surrounding Cain in the middle.

"Mill, protect me." Cain shrugged, and Demith's body rushed to him uncontrollably, spreading his hands and releasing a layer of blood and energy shield to bounce the sword energy flying from left to right.

"Cain has no power on his body now. He relied on a special method to suppress Demith. All his power was injected into the blood cup. Now is his weakest time. Never let him enter Demith's body." Gehn loudly reminded several seniors that Cain must have never thought that when his descendants seized power, there were so many strong people around him fighting against him. Although it seemed very calm, it was just the calmness that the immortals who had lived for hundreds of years had been tempered.

"He forced Demith to act, and could not exert his full strength and attack with all his strength." Bjorn ordered.

He condensed a huge pillar-like super-large thunder gun hanging above. Raymond and Lancelot also launched an attack without leaving any effort. The silver mirror that almost covered the ceiling shattered one after another. Cracks appeared on Demith's shield, like the ice surface pressed by a wheel, and the cracked gaps connected together and spread to both sides. Lancelot saw the opportunity to swing several swords, and the black light flying in the air accurately passed through the cracks to attack the two blood descendants hiding there.

Lian Naile and Arthur both helped launch the attack together. Although their strength was far worse than that of the elders, at such a critical moment, one more person would have more chances of winning.

"Mill, help me hold them up." Cain said lightly as if he was not concerned about his own affairs.
Chapter completed!