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When Cynthia went down, Polly and the elf guards had already followed the roar of the wolf to find the past. Sarah and the others hurriedly got up to check the situation after being woken up. They looked at the back of the elf disappearing into the darkness, feeling a little confused and didn't know what to do. Shouldn't have followed along.

"You guys wait here." Cynthia came out of the woods, and handed the two staffs out of the space gem to Sarah and another protoss. Said to Sarah and the others in a loud voice: "Run to the forest if you encounter danger, Olivia will help you."

After she finished speaking, she was about to leave. Sarah looked at Cynthia's back, was stunned for a moment, and quickly shouted: "Cynthia, don't you want to keep this staff?"

This staff was Chelsea's parting gift to Cynthia before leaving, and the power of light spells and healing spells used with it would increase a lot.

But there were only two staffs, and Cynthia gave them both.

"I have it." Cynthia threw a white stone in her hand and entered the darkness without looking back.

Elvira, who followed Sarah and others, looked at the staff in Sarah's hand, and asked with some interest: "Can you show me this?"

The protoss even made a magic staff?The reappearance of the light spell, Le Senbai and Thorn Miqi unexpectedly did not report to the Blood Domain.

Sarah absently handed the staff to Elvira, looking up from time to time in the direction Cynthia left, with a worried look on her face.

When Cynthia found Polly and the elf guards, they were fighting with the blood race. The blood-red field turned the night into a gloomy atmosphere. Flying in the air.

Cynthia paused for a while while playing with the bright spar, and her expression gradually became serious. She observed the number of vampires, and slowly frowned. There were as many as seven vampires fighting with the elves, and all of them were four. It seems that they are already very experienced in dealing with elves. Depending on the situation, Poli and the four elf guards will not be able to deal with them in a short while.

"Cynthia." Polly, who was standing on the top of the tree shooting an arrow, spotted Cynthia and shouted at her, "Hanny is injured."

Cynthia looked in the direction Polly pointed, and saw a white wolf crouching behind a tree. The snow-white hair on its body was almost soaked in blood, and the torn wound was turned outwards. It could be seen in some places. When she saw the bones, her sky blue eyes were half-opened, and her eyes were already a little broken. Only the slight ups and downs of her chest proved that she was still alive.

Cynthia walked over with a solemn face, knelt down and carefully examined Hanni's injuries, and was slightly relieved when she saw that the torn wounds were slowly healing. Ability, as long as the wound is healing by itself, it means that the injury is not fatal.

The slender white palm touched the white wolf's neck soothingly, Cynthia chanted a spell in a low voice, the power of light condensed at the fingertips, and the faint white light merged into the white wolf's body, helping her heal the wound and relieve the pain.

With the help of the healing technique, the wounds on White Wolf's body healed faster, and the blood stains all over his body were gradually purified by the power of light. Hanni's spirit was slightly shaken, and there was some light in the sky blue eyes , she stood up slowly from the ground, and rubbed her head on Cynthia's shoulder pitifully.

Cynthia smiled at her, raised her hand to touch her head, and said in a low voice, "Go to Olivia, she's safe."

The white wolf nodded to her, turned around and was about to leave when a black shadow suddenly fell from the top of the tree. The bloodless palm of the blood race went straight to the white wolf's neck, as if it wanted to kill her directly. Tear in half.

Hanni was also a little slow to react because of her serious injuries. The palm of the vampire had already approached her, and she realized that she wanted to dodge, but it was a bit late. She looked at the vampire who was already close, and her eyes flashed with anger. However, she gritted her sharp teeth, planning to die with this blood race.

But the pain that the white wolf expected did not appear, the white flame dyed with golden light appeared in front of the white wolf without warning, stopping her who was about to rush over, and also stopped the blood clan who was attacking.The flame appeared too suddenly. Before the blood race could react, the palm had already stretched into the flame, and the burning sensation of the power of light made the blood race's face change drastically.

The white wolf was stunned for a moment, then turned around subconsciously. Behind her, the silver-haired protoss was standing in the shadow of the tree. Her golden eyes, which often had a smile on them, seemed a little dull because of the darkness, and her long silver hair Falling on the white cloak, a faint golden light enveloped her.

She chanted a spell in a low voice, and a plain white stone in her hand was shining with a dazzling golden light.

A large piece of bright flames fell from the sky and quickly turned the place where they were into a sea of ​​flames. The blood clan's sneak attack was unsuccessful and his arm was burned. A burst of anger suddenly rose in his heart. He raised his head and locked his cold eyes on Cynthia. The thick red fog slowly condenses and confronts the white sea of ​​flames.

The white wolf stared blankly at Cynthia, forgot to close his mouth, his sky blue eyes were full of shock, when did the Protoss become so strong?

What is this flame?What is this white light and golden light?Why is it so powerful?How has she never seen such a thing?

Hanni was full of questions and wanted to ask Cynthia to clarify, but fortunately she also knew what was going on now. These four generations of blood races were all here to kill her, because she had rescued many humans and humans during this time. The alien race probably caused a lot of trouble to the blood race.

Although Hanni is a very talented little wolf among the younger generation in the clan, she has only grown up soon after all, and she still has little combat experience. Siege, she is at a disadvantage.

Hanni's current state couldn't help either. Seeing that the blood race didn't dare to get close to the white flame, she squatted in the circle of flames with peace of mind, her eyes were wide open, and her eyes were fixed on Cynthia all the time.

After comprehending the great light technique in the Beast God's Temple last time, Cynthia found that her power of light had also increased a lot, and the stone "awakened" by the great light technique in her hand seemed to have endless The power of light can be controlled by her at will. With it, Cynthia can use light spells with twice the result with half the effort.

In the confrontation between the bloody fog and the white sea of ​​flames, the former was ultimately superior. Seeing that the white flame was gradually extinguished, the blood race sneered, thinking that it was nothing more than that. The power made the vampire instinctively disgusted, he had already forgotten about the troublesome little wolf, and now he just wanted to tear this protos who was exuding an annoying aura in half.

It is a shame for him that a blood race of four generations was injured by a weak god race. Even though this god race is very strange compared with the previous god race, it still cannot change her identity as a god race. status.

The blood race came to Cynthia through the blood-colored fog like a bolt of lightning. After the white sea of ​​flames extinguished, the surroundings fell into darkness again, but the darkness would not affect the blood race's vision, so he found the god race as soon as he got close to Cynthia Actually smiling.

The Blood Race's heart shuddered, and a burning sensation that made his hair stand on end suddenly came from under his feet, and the dazzling golden light suddenly exploded.

After seeing the blood clan being engulfed by the golden light, Cynthia continued to chant the spell calmly.

After the blood race managed to escape from the golden light, a cage woven of golden light fell from the sky to cover him.

The power of light restrains the blood race very strongly. Even though they have excellent self-healing ability, this self-healing ability cannot be applied to the wounds burned by the power of light.

The arms and right legs of the four generations of blood have been burned into black coals. Although the heart is still there, the miserable appearance looks like half of their lives have been lost.

"It's amazing!" An excited and excited voice suddenly sounded behind Cynthia. Cynthia, who was methodically preparing another light spell, was taken aback. She turned around slightly, and the white wolf happily waved its paws at her. shouted, "Kill him, Cynthia!"

Cynthia: "..."

In such a close and fierce battle, someone is shouting and cheering... It feels a little subtle.

Cynthia smiled helplessly, she turned around and continued to chant the spell.

The white wolf squatted on the ground and watched the blood race struggle in the golden light with relish. If she hadn't worried about her own injuries, she would have rushed in to give the blood race a few claws.

In the end, the blood race was consumed by continuous light spells. Compared with the direct death method of being pierced by an arrow by an elf or directly crushed by a werewolf, tormented to death by light spells can be called miserable .

In the end even the corpses were reduced to ashes.

After solving a four-generation blood family, Cynthia did not stop, but turned to face Poli and the others and continued to chant spells. A great light spell fell from the sky to illuminate the darkness, dispelling layer after layer of thick blood-colored fog.

Sarah and the others could also see the movement of Cynthia and the others. Avra, who was studying the staff, raised her head instantly after the Great Light Art broke out, and her brown eyes slowly narrowed.

"It's Cynthia!" Sarah's eyes lit up, and she happily said to the protoss next to her, "This is the great light technique, she said it before."

"Amazing."

"Yeah, it would be nice if we could learn it too."

When they were discussing, Elvira suddenly interrupted and asked: "Great Light Art? Where did Cynthia learn this spell?"

She knew about the Great Light Art, and...she had seen it before.

"In the Beast God Temple." Sarah now completely regards Elvira as her own, "It was researched by Cynthia herself."

"Oh?"

"Cynthia is very smart." Sarah said seriously.

But this is not something that can be researched by being smart... Elvira walked to the open space next to her, and raised her eyes to stare at the golden light in the distance. In the darkness, her brown eyes became darker and darker, and there was even a trace of blood in her eyes. looming.

The excited discussions of the Protoss can still be heard in the ear, and Cynthia is the only protagonist without any surprises. While staring at the golden light, Avra ​​devotes her attention to the discussion of the Protoss, collecting useful information.

Suddenly, there was a light sound in the darkness, Elvira's expression moved slightly, her eyes shifted, and she glanced somewhere.

Two vampires who escaped from Cynthia and Polly ran to their side. These vampires saw the light spell for the first time, and because of their disgust, they looked down upon it, and were caught off guard by the power of light.

The feeling of being burned by the power of light is uncomfortable, and it aroused the blood-sucking desire of the vampires. When they saw Sarah and the others, they approached directly, wanting to relieve the impatience of thirsting for blood.

The sudden appearance of the vampires surprised Sarah and the others. Some protoss reacted very quickly and began to chant spells. The white flames quickly condensed and blocked them.

Seeing the white flame, the first reaction of the two blood races was to retreat, but soon they discovered that the power of this flame was not at the same level as the flame they had just encountered.

The bloody red mist extinguished the flames, and the Blood Race dived into the thick fog, reaching out to grab the nearest prey. There was a sound of piercing through the air, and before the Blood Race's hand caught the Protoss, there was a sudden sharp pain in his chest. A long light green arrow pierced through the back of his heart.

Seeing his companion died in front of him, the other blood race retreated very quickly, but the light green long arrow followed him closely, and the powerful momentum made the blood race's face change drastically.

When the blood race appeared, Elvira pretended to be afraid and ran behind Sarah and the others. She raised her eyes and glanced at the blood race. The long green arrow missed and pierced through the blood race's heart.

The blood clan who saved his life left without looking back, and his figure disappeared soon.

On the bridge in the woods, Olivia frowned slightly looking at the direction in which the blood race left. She slowly pulled the bowstring, but hesitated for a moment, and finally did not shoot the arrow.

The blood race is running too fast. If she is in her peak state now, she has no fear of where the blood race will go, but she had better not use this kind of arrow that consumes too much natural power.

Olivia put down her bow, raised her hand to gently rub the center of her brows, and a trace of tiredness appeared in her eyes.