Eternal Divine Punishment!

A dense swarm of bats gathered, forming a spherical cage that was closing in on the carriage.

With a rapid chant, several red and black sword lights exploded, and the blazing yellow flames, swirling in the whirlwind, formed an extremely hot pillar of fire, scattering the bat army that was closing in to form a net. Instantly, thousands of bats were burned to ashes by the flames.

Surprisingly, Shinichi blocked it!

Relying on the carriage to defend themselves, Gogo and Helen watched as dark clouds gathered in the sky were pierced by rising pillars of fire, their eyes showing deep astonishment and surprise.

"Is this what they call hunting down you bastards?"

Samael's eyes flickered. With his back to the two men, he frowned and asked, his wrist trembling as he spoke. His greatsword spun and slashed, forming an impenetrable net of swords. He changed his attack from above, below, left, and right to disperse and attack the bats, crushing them one by one into a bloody pulp.

In the blink of an eye, a thick layer of rotten, reddish-black flesh and blood piled up on the ground, and a strong, pungent stench of decaying flesh and blood filled the air, making people want to vomit.

But a strange sense of security also arose in the hearts of Gogo and Helen.

"That's right. Ever since we left Sparta, this monster has been following the caravan, trying to harm us."

Queen Gogo of Spartan Queen, while holding a sword and shield to keep watch and finish off any who slipped through the net, calmed herself down and told the truth through gritted teeth. As she looked back, a trace of sorrow appeared deep in her eyes.

Beside her, Helen lowered her head, her pearly teeth gently biting her cherry lips, her gaze dark, and she added softly.

"In fact, when we left the city, we were accompanied by a guard team of 200 people, including more than 40 witches and priests. But as night approached, or when we passed through dense forests and valleys, we would often disappear. When we saw them again, they had often turned into dried-up corpses with all their blood drained."

After we lost about a third of our men, the priests and priestesses realized something was wrong and set up an ambush, unleashing a large-scale ritual incantation, which finally forced these monsters out.

But they were too terrifying. To hold off these monsters, ordinary people couldn't possibly deal with these evil spirits. To protect our escape, they all..."

Clearly, the fate of those Sparta soldiers and clergy who stayed behind in batches to cover the retreat was self-evident.

Moreover, despite how easily Samael could cut through the melons and kill the bats, the strange recoil and resistance transmitted through the membrane from the sword's edge made the ancient snake easily deduce that conventional swords and arrows would hardly be able to effectively kill these fast, small, and highly defensive bats.

Once these hordes of monsters appear above humanity, a terrible disaster is inevitable.

Samael lightly wiped the spine of his sword, and Runic Glyphs floated and flickered from the blade, resonating with the ether in the air, forming a visible Magic Tide. Terrifying flames burst forth in thousands of raindrops.

These flames, imbued with wisps of divine light, instantly tore open the skin of the surrounding bats upon contact, their flesh sizzling and dripping as if concentrated sulfuric acid had been poured on them, melting them away in the blink of an eye.

Squeak!

Intercepted, the rats in mid-air shrieked and suddenly turned swift. Dense bats scattered under the rising flames and gathered in front of them. A handsome young man with black hair and vertical pupils, dressed in a formal suit, blocked the road.

Roar!

At the same time, dozens of desiccated corpses, drained of their blood and wandering around behind, roared and rushed up, scratching and lunging at the carriage.

Samael glanced at the carriage behind him, casually tossed out two wooden pieces Runic Glyphs, and pondered for a moment.

Queen Gogo and Helen instinctively grasped the small object that had shot into their arms. Upon closer contact, they immediately felt the oppressive feeling under the dark clouds vanish. Ether flowed around them, forming a light membrane that seemed to seal them in, protecting them from the Evil Filth influence.

"Take this, go up the mountain, and give it to me here!"

The ancient snake narrowed its eyes slightly, and its deep voice carried an unquestionable tone. Gogo subconsciously pulled Helen up, abandoned the carriage, and ran to the side towards the higher ground, avoiding the sharp peaks on the mountain path.

"Heh, so you want to follow those people's example and cover the rear, buying these two little lambs some time to escape?"

The young man, with a stable physique, revealed his full form. His slightly brown, muscular body was covered with streaks of blood-red divine patterns, and a jet-black inverted cross was formed on his forehead.

"Tsk, this cat-and-mouse game is so addictive. Keep struggling, and hopefully this time you'll give me some fun."

The man's eerie, blood-red eyes looked mockingly at his prey, who stood rooted to the spot. He chuckled strangely, lowered his ten fingers, and extended his white, bony nails, as if enjoying the hunt. He took a few deep breaths of the bloody scent in the air and slowly approached.

Clearly, this guy wasn't going all out in his pursuit of Gogo and Helen; instead, he was taking a more playful approach, slowly wearing down the rat's body and even its spirit.

"Cat and mouse? Sacrifice to cover the retreat?"

Samael slightly raised his eyes, held his greatsword upright, and moved his lips, causing Runic Glyphs to gather and dance around the blade.

"You seem to have misunderstood. I'm worried that I might lose control and accidentally wipe them all out!"

In an instant, the surrounding ether converged wildly, and a red-black flame tens of meters in diameter shot into the sky.

Danger!

The black-haired man's pupils contracted sharply. His instincts kicked in, and he could clearly feel every drop of blood in his body boiling and trembling. It was a hellfire that could burn away divinity and life.

A jumble of thoughts raced through his mind, instantly coalescing into a subconscious drive. However, the black-haired man's cold gaze hardened, and just as he was about to retreat, his eyes locked onto his prey. A cross- Cross Star Pupils flashed across his face, as if a vast galaxy of stars had crashed down from the sky, making his body feel as if it were trapped in mud, unable to pull itself out.

In an instant, the crimson and black sword light crashed down with overwhelming force, tearing apart and burning the dense dark clouds in the sky like a wad of cotton. The wind howled, and the surrounding vegetation was crushed and pulverized. The protruding rocks turned into dust, and the nearby mummified corpses spontaneously combusted and disintegrated.

In an instant, the ground cracked open, and wherever the sword light reached, a chasm a hundred meters long was formed, with charred marks everywhere from the flames of calamity. The black-haired man in the very center had his body split apart, turning into a rain of blood that scattered in all directions.

"Trying to run? Stay here!"

Samael frowned and sneered. Runic Glyphs rained down from the sky like meteors, and once they caught up with the points of blood that had gathered, they exploded and evaporated the life force within them.

"The sacrifices God demands are broken spirits. O God, you will not despise a broken and contrite heart. Whoever harms me will suffer sevenfold retribution— Eternal Divine Punishment!"

In an instant, the pursuers, driven to the brink of despair, used the flying blood dots as a medium to resonate rhythmically in mid-air. With a rapid shout, thousands of red and black Runic Glyphs appeared near Samael and then crashed down.

As the billowing smoke and dust gradually dissipated, a figure leaped out from the hundred-meter-deep crater, its cross-shaped Cross Star Pupils gazing intently at the desolate surroundings.

The ancient snake lowered its sharp gaze, coughed slightly, raised its hand to wipe away a trickle of blood, unbuttoned its clothes, revealing red and black flame-like patterns that were spreading and expanding from its chest, and its brows furrowed involuntarily.