Blood Mist Set

"Forcefully loses 1 health point?" Xiao Liang said in shock. The moment he charged forward, Lu Yang had cast Acidic Poison Mist.

Bai Lang leaped to Anarol's side and slashed him with his sword, only dealing 1,000 damage. Only mage attacks could harm Anarol.

"His defense is way too high."

"How are we supposed to fight this?"

Lu Yang said, "This monster has no aggro. It only targets the first target. All Temple Knights, get ready. Activate Retribution Angel."

The fifty Temple Knights had been waiting for Lu Yang's command. They activated Retribution Angel at the same time, and the holy swords in their hands radiated pure, sacred white light.

Holy Flame Slash

The holy swords blazing with golden flames struck Son of the Blood Demon Anarol's shell. His formerly tough crimson shell split apart like tofu under the holy swords, each strike cutting deep into his body.

"20086" (Critical Hit)

"10038"

Retribution Angel ignored all of the target's defenses, dealing its full damage. Temple Knights wielding holy swords attacked once per second, and Retribution Angel lasted for two minutes.

Without having to worry about aggro shifting, the fifty Paladins could attack with everything they had. When Retribution Angel ended, Son of the Blood Demon Anarol had been hacked to death on the ground, dropping six Dark-Gold grade items.

Everyone stared in amazement at Anarol's corpse. No one had expected such a powerful monster to be killed so easily.

"That was so easy," Bai Lang said, feeling inexplicably confused.

"I thought it would be much harder," Ku Ai Bansheng said.

Lu Yang smiled. It had not been easy; Son of the Blood Demon was exceptionally difficult. They had only succeeded because they possessed more than fifty holy swords, top-tier equipment, and Xiao Liang's incredible defense. No other team could