The streak of blood-red light tore through the giant silver wolf's Barrier in an instant, piercing its body and blasting a terrifyingly large hole through it.
"No!!"
The giant silver wolf, Wolff, let out a wretched scream as countless streams of Essence Blood gushed from its wound, flying toward one of the Seven Great Holy Spears, the [Blood Demon God], held by Duke Lugen in the corner.
The [Blood Demon God] seemed to be covered in grotesque maws, greedily absorbing Wolff's blood.
"Duke Lugen!! You despicable human ant! You're dead!!"
A vicious glint flashed in Wolff's eyes. With a furious roar, his body blurred, moving like Lightning as he pounced on Duke Lugen.
'This is the one drawback of the [Blood Demon God]! I can't fire a second shot until the prey is dead! What a troublesome Holy Spear!'
Duke Lugen sighed softly, took out a Magic Staff, and began chanting an inscrutable incantation.
"Holy Net!"
