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Not long after Betty and Eunice took Witch Garcia out of the Protoss territory, they met Witch Anderson who had been wandering around the edge of the Protoss territory. Before that, Witch Garcia was summoned by the blood demon and left the territory one after another. She didn't say a word and looked numb. Overcoming the suspicion of Witch Anderson, they tracked all the way and finally found the land of the Protoss.

Witch Anderson was crazy, but fortunately they also knew that the current Protoss was something they couldn't deal with, and Witch Garcia seemed to have returned to normal in the territory of the Protoss, so they didn't rush in but stayed outside.

Although patience is about to run out.

Eunice has never been seen very much in the Anderson family, so Witch Anderson doesn't care about her life or death. Seeing her suddenly appear, she just glanced casually. Their main attention is still on Witch Garcia. .

Witch Anderson, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, strode over as soon as she saw them, but was stopped by a dark chain just as she walked halfway. He said coldly, "Remove your chains, Eunice."

Behind her, a witch raised her bone staff.

"What are you wastes doing here?" Eunice has replaced the dagger with a bone staff, surrounded by a dark aura, her eyes did not hide her killing intent, "Why are you useless who are controlled by the blood demon?" guy."

After she woke up and found out about Betty being controlled by the blood demon, a cloud of anger was smoldering in Eunice's heart, and as she knew everything that happened after she fell into a coma, the anger became more intense.Garcia broke with the Protoss because of Anderson, and Garcia was attacked by the Xitai wizard because of Anderson, and even the search for the Dark Temple was because of Anderson, but it was the Garcia clan who were bewitched and controlled by the blood demon.

Obviously, it is these lunatics who deserve to die.

Because of Eunice's provocation, the Anderson witches, who also raised their bone staffs, paused and looked at each other. One of the witches frowned and asked, "Who is the blood demon? What does it mean to be controlled by the blood demon?"

The Anderson witches never liked to read the tattered ancient books of the clan, and they didn't have much awe of the gods, and it was even more impossible for them to know about the warriors around the dark gods like the blood demons.

Betty reached out and pulled Eunice's sleeve, then walked in front of her, and explained to Witch Anderson opposite: "The blood demon is the dark god that Elder Kana and the others talk about. We came here suddenly this time because Bewitched and controlled by the Gorefiend."

The Anderson witches were taken aback, and even Camille, who was standing at the back with her face covered and her head bowed, raised her head, and then they heard Betty say again: "This may be a kind of blood that will be passed down in the blood." control."

Inherited in the bloodline... Everyone's faces turned ugly.

Not long after the witches left, Cynthia also took Witch Morgan and left the Slade Sea for the Mentos Desert to prepare to implement the plan to lift the seal, accompanied by elves and wolves.

On the night before heading to the Mentos Desert, the gods, elves, and wolves got together to discuss the release of the dragons, and Patriarch Helen, who finally learned the news, did not object to this, just like Cynthia. The dragon is a very deterrent race in any way.

The size of the giant dragon alone has surpassed all the races in the Statu Continent, not to mention that their dragon breath is as powerful as the spells of the elves. This race was released from the seal, and the situation in the Statu Continent There will definitely be changes, but with the relationship of Mother Earth, this change is likely to be in a good direction, so Cynthia, Olivia, and Helen are not too entangled in this.

The Statu Continent is very large, and it can accommodate one or even several new races. Only the blood races don't want to see the appearance of races stronger than them.

After a period of desertion, the Mentos Desert finally welcomed a group of guests, and this time the guests were warmly welcomed by the giant dragon in the temple. Cynthia, who stared intently at the front of the crowd, shouted enthusiastically, "God descendant, you are finally here."

"Let us out quickly."

Her voice was crisp and loud, but it was a bit deafening to people who were not of their own race. The witches closest to the temple subconsciously raised their hands to cover their ears.

Cynthia, who was discussing spells with Chelsea and the elders of the Morgan family, also paused for a moment. She turned her head to look in the direction of the temple, and her white and slender fingers stood on her lips to signal the red dragon to be quiet.

Chilong shook his beard, still hovering around the barrier, but obediently did not shout again.

"I didn't expect Dragon Knight to have such a personality..." Helen raised her hand to caress the white veil on her eyes, and thought of a more subtle word to describe it, "Brave.

It is rumored that the Mother of the Earth is brave and good at fighting, and has a calm personality. Unexpectedly, the dragonriders created by her only inherit the characteristics of being good at fighting.

Olivia looked in the direction of the temple, and said calmly: "The dragon who spoke is the patriarch of the dragon riding clan."

Helen was startled, a little surprised, "Patriarch?" She thought the giant dragon was not too old after hearing the voice.

Olivia didn't feel strange about Helen's reaction, because she and Cynthia had the same reaction when they first found out.

Ellen looks too young, either because the dragon race's growth period is too late, or Ellen is hiding something from them.

But there was too little information about dragonriders, so she and Cynthia had no way of determining whether it was the former or the latter.

In order to break the seal left by one of the main gods, Mother Earth, the person who chanted the spell must have at least the power of the lowest-level god, and this is because Mother Earth has long since disappeared from this continent, and the power of the seal has lost a lot for the sake.

And the reason why the seal left by the Dark God, who is also the main god, was so easily lifted by Witch Garcia was because the Gorefiend had already imprinted the power of his soul in the witch's blood at that time.

It was not Witch Garcia who guided the spell to break the seal, but the blood demon who was very familiar with the spell, so even though she was a little weak in strength, she still lifted the barrier.

However, these inside stories did not appear in Witch Garcia's memory, so of course Cynthia would not know about them. Of course, even if she knew, she would not be able to replicate the Bleeding Demon's practice.

They only thought of one way to break this barrier, and the strength can reach the level of a god, and there is only one in the entire Star map continent - Cynthia when using the sacrificial circle.

In the period of the gods, gods were also divided into strong and weak, and the height of the weakest god was not out of reach.

"We carefully calculated the strength of the power of light when you used the sacrificial circle to trap Thalia and other second-generation vampires last time." Chelsea said with a serious face: "The elders all think that you can chant this spell. "

Moreover, the state of releasing the seal is different from the state of fighting. Cynthia doesn't need to be distracted by the power of light from the enemy, as long as she gathers her strength and sings a spell.

Even if the strength is a little bit worse, it only affects the chance of success. At worst, you can try a few more times.

Cynthia originally planned to chant this spell by herself. She took the parchment with dense spells written on it from Chelsea, glanced down, and was about to say something when she caught a glimpse of Olivia striding towards her from the corner of her eye. come.

Cynthia looked up at her, and gave her a habitual smile, and then a dozen glass bottles of holy water were stuffed into her arms, and a few bottles almost slipped from her arms and were caught by a breeze , sent it back and pressed it on the top bottle.

"This..." Cynthia looked down at the holy water in her arms and blinked, "Is this a little too much?"

"Not much." Olivia raised her hand to free Cynthia's long silver hair from the glass bottle, her voice was cold, "Drink it all."

Not long after the battle with the blood race ended, she didn't want to see a scarred Cynthia again in a short period of time.

Cynthia tried to reduce a few bottles for herself, "Drinking all of them may delay time."

Olivia looked at her silently, but her pretty brows were already knitted together.

Chelsea looked at Cynthia and then at Olivia, then turned and left without saying a word.

Olivia glanced at Chelsea's back, and said lightly: "Your time doesn't seem very urgent."

Cynthia smiled helplessly, "Okay, I was discovered by you." She floated the holy water in her arms in the air with the power of light, then opened a bottle resignedly and drank.

It didn't take much time to finish drinking more than a dozen bottles of holy water. Under Olivia's supervision, Cynthia drank every drop of the holy water, and the magic circle on the witch's side just finished drawing the last line.

Cynthia put the finished bottle of holy water into the space gem, then raised her hand to wrap around Olivia's waist, leaned slightly closer to her, sniffed her breath, and said softly: "I feel more like the queen." The power of nature in His Majesty is more effective for me than drinking holy water."

Her voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it clearly.

Olivia turned her head slightly, and looked at Cynthia who was looking at her with a smile for a while, her pale green eyes showed a trace of helplessness, she raised her hand and patted Cynthia's forehead lightly, and said softly: "Nonsense."

She seemed to be scolding, but her tone was not harsh, instead she had an indistinct smile.

Cynthia hooked her lips, raised her head and kissed Olivia quickly on the forehead, then let go of her waist, turned and walked towards the witch.

Although this is the second time for Cynthia to use the sacrificial circle, she has used the sacrificial spell many times, and she is already familiar with this process.

Under the gaze of the witch, Cynthia walked to the middle of the magic circle, lowered her head to observe the position of the eye of the circle, took out the magic staff from the space gem and gently placed it on the eye of the circle.

She needs to chant the sacrifice spell to activate the magic circle first, and then sing the spell to unseal the seal, and the latter is a hundred times more complicated than the former. Even Cynthia, who is very confident in her memory, still chooses carefully in her heart before chanting the spell. Read it silently first.

When Cynthia recited the spell silently in her heart, the power of light overflowed from the top of the staff, and the dazzling golden light surrounded her. The nobility and holiness that belonged to the goddess of light in the period of the gods also appeared on Cynthia now. The dragon suddenly became excited after being quiet for a second.

Although many of the giant dragons in the temple didn't even know the vampires, they probably knew more about the gods than Cynthia.

After all, the scope of the temple is limited, and life is too boring. Some older dragons can only turn over the few memories in their minds for the little dragons to see. Among them, except for their main god, Mother Earth, the little dragons have seen the most. It is the goddess of light.

The Goddess of Light has such a golden light all over her body and then shows off her might.

The dragons in the temple didn't know what Cynthia was doing, but they were all inexplicably excited, flying around the stone pillars, Ellen was at the forefront, and many dragons flew out from the depths of the temple, floating in the air Quietly watching Cynthia in the formation.

Their bodies are similar to Ellen's, and some are even bigger than her. Their khaki pupils are not full of excitement and joy like the giant dragons near the barrier, but calm like a quiet lake.