The Blood King and the Truth

As soon as the Blood King's words ended, 12 blood swords immediately rushed towards that black space.

Whoosh!

The wind whistled, and the 12 blood swords seemed to be blocked by something. The space where the 12 blood swords penetrated slowly cracked, the crack spreading to the surrounding space.

"AAA!!!" The Darkness King's scream rang out.

Immediately after that, a strange black light flew straight into the sky and rushed into the distance.

The blood king frowned, then controlled the falcon to chase after it. But the falcon had just spread its wings when the Blood King spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face turned pale, and countless veins appeared all over his face like tree roots.

At this moment, Lathel felt a very familiar feeling, as if he and the Blood King knew each other.

"Hmm?!" Lathel was startled and retreated.