The Possessed Elf Princess Helped Her to Join the Blood Race

"Huh? What are you looking at?"

Seeing that Su Li didn't answer, but stared at a place, Yingdira turned back curiously.

The originally dark sky in the distance was completely occupied and divided by two colors: platinum and blood red.

She instantly lost interest and said casually: "Oh, someone was fighting, probably two old men, Viserys and Rubin. Unexpectedly, they ended up fighting. There was nothing interesting to watch."

"Viserys? Do you know him? He didn't return to the capital of Aram?" Su Li was surprised.

"Yes, my friend, another person is here to protect me. Are you going to the country of Aram to look for him?"

Thuri felt as if everyone except her and Sophia knew Viserys.

If they had known about it, they would have called and asked earlier. They thought that with the speed of a seventh-level powerhouse, they would have reached the capital of Aram long ago if they returned halfway.

Carlisle said that although they knew Ruby and had some connections, it would not be good to interrupt her too early.

So - missed it perfectly.

But who knew that a seventh-level magician would wander around the forest near Mowa City without even saying hello to his students.

"Well, after hearing about his research, I thought he might be able to solve some of my problems, or at least provide some suggestions, but I didn't expect..."

"Well——, they are still a long way away from Mowa City. As for the reason for the fight, it is probably because some people couldn't bear the loneliness and wanted to leave, but others were pestering them and wouldn't let them go."

"...What kind of happy enemies are they? Okay, let's go back. Fortunately, I have a mount so I don't have to run away by myself."

Cowardly tiger: ˋ(°▽,°)

Such an exaggerated movement could even be seen by Su Li and others, not to mention Hawthorne in Mowa City.

"Father, this..." Sit felt the magic coming from the distance, and his heart was shaken.

This is another level of power, a realm that even his father cannot reach.

"Two eighth-level people, this place is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. Clean it up and let's take these two people and leave."

Hawthorn felt that they could no longer stay in Mowa City. The battlefield was too close to them. If their middle-aged magic missed the target, it would hit the city.

He might not even have time to react.

As for Doyle, he had just stepped out of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, and his expression suddenly changed when he heard the words behind him.

Sure enough, the next second, Sit stopped him, and Hawthorne, who was carrying Ruby, was also there.

"Put her down and you can leave." Hawthorne's hoarse voice came.

Now, he doesn't have to gamble, because there is only one choice. Once Lulu is taken away, it is impossible for him to find it. He is also uncertain about what Lulu will face later.

Doyle looked at Lulu, gave her a smile, and then slowly placed her on the ground.

"You gave up on her so easily? You are still very aware of current affairs." Sit patted his shoulder, then squatted down, preparing to pick up Lulu.

But Doyle's hand had already reached into his arms, grabbed the edge of the scroll, and pulled it out.

The unfolded scroll was pulled out by Doyle, and it was floating in the air with a bright red light.

The target is Hawthorne.

When he saw the scroll, he didn't hesitate at all, dropped Ruby and quickly retreated, taking out another solid spell scroll from the space bracelet.

He might not have had such a big reaction before, but after seeing the blood on the horizon, he was convinced that the magic power on this solid scroll belonged to the eighth-level powerhouse in the distance.

It must not be taken lightly.

But what he didn't expect was that the scroll actually turned around and flew towards Ruby, who had just been thrown down by him.

? ?

Hit the wrong person?

Such a change caused Doyle's expression to change suddenly. He wanted to step forward to stop it, but the scroll was no longer under his control, and with his speed, he couldn't stop it in time.

The scroll was attached to Ruby's body, glowing with blood, and a blood-like substance flowed out from it and climbed along her skin.

Ruby wanted to struggle, but the previous torture and the fact that her magic power was blocked made her powerless.

The red liquid gradually wrapped her whole body tightly, forming a bloody cocoon.

I took one last look at Doyle. If eyes could speak, it would definitely mean: pig teammate!

But then, the blood cocoon did not stop moving. Several bloody tentacles stretched out from it. They bypassed Doyle and pounced on Lulu not far away.

Doyle wanted to stop him, but no matter how he attacked, these tentacles remained unmoved and did not change at all.

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as Lulu was dragged into the blood cocoon, leaving only a sweet smile imprinted in his heart.

Doyle looked at the huge blood cocoon in confusion.

The effect of this solid magic scroll was completely different from the last time it was used, and it even actively attacked one's own people.

But the user himself was excluded, and he had no idea what was going on.

He really wanted to try attacking the blood cocoon directly, but judging from the previous attempts to block the tentacles, this thing was simply not something he could break.

What's more, what if it breaks and hurts Lulu?

He just looked at Hawthorne and Sit who were watching the show, hoping they could say something so that he could understand the situation.

"So that's it, there are not two eighth-level ones, but one of them is a seventh-level one." Hawthorne noticed that the fighting outside the city had stopped. The remaining magic power was still strong, but it no longer fluctuated.

"Father, what is going on?" Sit asked doubtfully.

What had just happened left him still frightened. If it had been a normal solid scroll, the others might have been gone.

"This is the first embrace of the blood clan, and it is not an ordinary first embrace. This is a vampire noble who is about to end his life and is passing on his blood. This is a rare ceremony for thousands of years. This human and orc is actually very lucky."

"That's it." Sit suddenly realized.

The person fighting outside should be the vampire noble.

No wonder his father said that a seventh-level warrior was fighting against an eighth-level warrior. Only blood nobles could do this.

You can rely on the connection with your dependents and the power of your dependents to increase your own power by one level.

Sit looked at the huge magic power in the distance and had a strange thought in his heart.

"Are you envious of them?"

"Huh? No, no." Hawthorne's voice startled him.

"There is no need to deny it. Envy is normal, but don't forget that they are flawed. Just like this human being, after accepting the blood of that vampire, her own strength will only reach the seventh level at most, but..."

Hawthorn paused for a moment: "This is also very lucky. As long as she is given time and borrows the power of her dependents, she will definitely be able to reach the eighth level. If she relies on herself, it will be an unknown number. After all, even I can't guarantee it. Able to reach a higher level.”

The agent nodded: "But why should it be passed down in battle?"

"Accidents or enemies have nothing to do with us. We just need to wait and continue the interrogation after the inheritance is over. It will take time for their power to increase, and they will not become much stronger now."

After saying that, Hawthorn sat down and closed his eyes to rest.