"Human?"

A surprise crept into the eyes of the Dark Group Level 3 Demon Fighter! He immediately pulled out his sword hanging onto his waist, and in three consecutive thorns, he pierced through the rain while aiming at Fanta Kunge who was just about to stand up!

Puff! On the other side, a broken arm of the Dark Group Level 8 Demon Fighter suddenly surged into the sky! A blood column came into being from the jagged trans section. The eruption of blood flew down to the ground and blended with the water to form a red river.

Maintaining the stone-like state, Qian Jin stared at the battlefield and secretly marveled at the endurance of the Level 8. He even didn’t make a sound at such intolerable pain, as if what was cut off was not his arm! These demon beings truly had great endurance. Qian Jin could not imagine how cruel they would be to their enemies.

The single-armed Level 8 hurriedly moved backward. The young Demon Warrior who had already transformed into a single-winged Fallen Angel swayed his shoulder, smas.h.i.+ng countless raindrops into a horizontal rain fan! He slightly stroked his sword, and the raindrops were all bounced off! All of his Warrior Power gathered on the sword tip, which was pointed at the Level 8’s throat!

The Fallen Angel Bloodline Warrior was so fast that he rushed to the front of the Level 8 in a blink! However, there was not a slightest tension or surprise in the pupils of the Level 8, who was so calm as if he had no emotions at all!

Just three inches before the sword tip reached the target, the camouflage stone suddenly exploded! The hidden Level 9 Demon Fighter of the Dark Group rapidly reached the peak of his strength. The strongest of the three thrust his weapon out of the blue, while his eyes shone a bloodthirsty excitement.

This thrust bore no signs but silence!

Fanta Kunge’s strike, by contrast, seemed so naive and ridiculous!

Sharp! The snowy narrow knife broke the thick rain curtain and issued a strong attacking sound!

The readiness was so mighty and scary that the broken curtain was splashed away. The Warrior Power opened a narrow rain-free channel against the rainstorm.

The Level 8 finally smiled, that was pride! He was not there for nothing. All he had done was to lure the Fallen Angel to this fake stone, and now he did it!

However, the Fallen Angel suddenly outstretched his wing, and his body carried out a strange line-change in the air under the cover!

Bloodline Warriors always had a special ability! At this moment, the left wing of the fallen angel changed its route, and the sword in his right hand arrived at the Level 9’s lower jaw along with his move!

Puff! Without any hesitation, the serrated sword ran through from the Level 9's jaw to his brain! Some red and white matter oozed out like a fountain; in just a second, a complete swap took place not only in advantages against disadvantages, but also life against death!

Seeing this, the single-armed Level 8 quickly threw out a steel thorn hidden in his sleeve, slantingly aiming right at the Fallen Angel's back!

The Fallen Angel could not get away from it anymore! Continuous bursts of Warrior Power for finding out the hidden Level 9 Dark Group member had already worn him out! The secret weapon should have been nothing under normal circ.u.mstances, but now, he was exhausted, hurt and seemingly intoxicated by some strong anesthetic.

"Easy kill?" Three meters away from the fake stone, Duren Burg clutched his spear and rose up for a sneak attack. He flew out like a dragon, causing a trace of coldness in the rancid leaves. The Level 8 finally showed a sense of despair.

The same readiness for a same poised outbreak, but there were less murderous intent but more fastness!

The lightning in the sky exploded and disappeared! The Level 8’s steel thorn consequently missed its target and plunged into the dirt while his own head rolled on the ground from the strike brought by Burg's Spear!

Bang! The Level 3 also fell down in the mud at the same moment! Two more long blood marks flared up in Fanta Kunge’s clothes, one of which was not far from the heart!

He pressed his sword to the ground as he sighed in relief for his survival. The opponent, whether in experience, strength or cruelty, was much stronger than him! It was hard to tell who would lose this fight if the Level 3 had not been flurried for his two companion’s death!

"Who are you?" Retracting his bloodline power, the Fallen Angel asked in vigilance! Bloodline Warriors didn't have the ability to maintain their ultimate form at all times, and it was also for this reason that sometimes bloodline warriors were playing a battle of attrition against each other.

For bloodline warriors on the same level, some would be called genius, while some would not. How long a warrior could manage to maintain the peak of their bloodline power was also one of the a.s.sessment criteria.

This young Fallen Angel clearly didn’t want to waste any of his bloodline power given his specific situation as he quickly returned to his human form. Tightly clutching his sword, he carefully observed the two men in front and prepared himself for combat at any moment.

"We?" Duren Burg answered while on alert against the Fallen Angel who could transform into a human shape but could also count as a Demon Warrior of the Demons. "We are from the military! We received the news that some Demons were undertaking intensive activities in this area in search of something or in the hunt for somebody, so we came!"

"Really?" An arrogant voice slowly came through the rain curtain. "I thought that taking this opportunity, I could lead out at least a general of the Zence Empire! I did not expect the arrival of two young Demon Fighters! Fantastic! If I haven’t guessed wrong, one of you shall be a Hydra, the best of the top ten bloodline warriors in Zence empire, right?"

Looking ahead, Qian Jin saw a Demon Warrior wearing the same Dark Group black uniform! He slowly approached the three young men through the heavy rain with his hands placed behind the back. His uniform was different; there were two stars on his chest.

Two stars! It was actually the Two Stars of the Dark Group, instead of the Seven Stars as it had been said.

"Cech Flet, they did come to your rescue. It is definitely a policy pursued by the Zence Empire to ruin whatever the Dark Group plans to do. It is the same with the Dark Group who would not go easy on the Black Dragon Force under any circ.u.mstances."

Qian Jin could not see what the demon looked like through the pouring rain. The demon also wore a mask, but unlike masks made of cloth, this mask which covered all the part below the eyes was made of metal. It was thin and black, which might look the same as Hayen Brianna’s if made into a whole mask.

"I have to admit, Cech Flet, your stubbornness and ability are beyond my estimation." The Two Star stood in the rain and did not initiate an immediate attack. He glanced around, trying to identify a possible crisis.

While he swept the pile of rotten leaves where Qian Jin lied, a strange feeling jumped onto Qian Jin as if he were spotted out by a vicious snake!

"It seems there are only you two fighters." The Two Stars gently rubbed his hands. "Good! Very good! Cech Flet, I thought three men were enough to hurt you, and it would become much easier to catch you alive. Who would have known two Demon Fighters would pop out to contribute my meritorious deeds. I will be able to join the Three Star club as long as my strength upgrades!"

"Nila, where is Dadalo?" Cech Flet tightly stared at the Two Stars through the rain curtain!

"Well, he has obviously gone back to the embrace of the star, or I will not be here, you moron." A joking smile appeared in Nila’s eyes. "That is actually very interesting. As a hybrid of Human and Demon, you should have a natural awakening of the Fallen Angel Bloodline. Taking this opportunity, you could have stepped into the upper Lucifer Empire. But look at you now, being an outlaw because of Princess Eunala. Don’t think yourself as a Fallen Angel even if you had the awakening. Huh, you young fool, the woman of the Prince is way out of your league!"

"Miss Eunala does not belong to the Prince."

Qian Jin listened to the words of Cech Flet who was so outraged as if he were going to gnaw everything else.

"The entire Demons’ territory will belong to the Prince in the future, let alone a little female demon." Nila sneered and kept talking as if he had been forbidden to speak for a century in the Dark Group. "I really do not understand. It is just a matter of time if the Prince wants to play the Princess Eunala. Why bet on your whole demon life to prevent him from doing this? If you hadn’t done it, perhaps you would have had a very smooth demon life provided with an opportunity to complete your awakening of the secondary bloodline power. You would have had a complete pair of wings and gained more power and potential!"

"Did Dadalo fall?"

"I told you so." Nila impatiently waved. "Well, I’ve done enough talking. I wonder how the Prince would abuse you and kill you if I send you back alive."

While the doubting words were still floating in the rain, Nila's eyes suddenly opened and his body rapidly expanded! In a second, his clothes burst out, and he had grown into a hulk with his skin radiating like a black iron plate!

The Bulk Bloodline, one of the top ten bloodlines of the Demons. The Bulk took up a stand as the t.i.tan of the Zence Empire! They had strength, speed and extremely strong skin like a heavenly armor gift. Their sharp nails were not even inferior to any Warrior Weapons! With different levels of blood awakening, the things derived from the nails were also different.

Rumor had it that when the Bulk had their primary awakening, some strong poison would automatically grow in their nails. An adult strong black bear would be paralyzed within five seconds as long as it was scratched.