The Path of Ascension to the Priest

The sky covered by the bloody fog was gloomy and gloomy, and the dark atmosphere filled every corner. Lucille stood on the top of the tree and used the lush branches to hide herself. She pulled the branches and leaves slightly with her fingers, and observed the scene below from a small gap. Condition.

Judging from the environment and atmosphere, this place is a blood field, but...it doesn't look like the blood field she has been to.

Lucille frowned, holding the small black bottle that couldn't be put into the space gem in her hand, wondering what she was thinking thoughtfully.

There was a gray-haired vampire swaggering past below, Lucille pondered for a moment, then jumped down from the top of the tree without a sound, the bone in her right hand gradually elongated, the sharp nails shone coldly, she dodged close to the gray-haired vampire, The fingernails touched the back of his heart, and said coldly: "Don't move."

The gray-haired vampire froze for a moment, and lifted his hand holding the quill weakly, turning his head to look at Lucille's face, but the pain from his back made him dispel the idea, "...Hey, Don't get excited, friend."

"It's none of my business to lose the jihad. I'm also a loser. Even if you're angry, you shouldn't come to me, right?"

"It's really embarrassing for the second-generation blood race to be driven back to the blood domain by humans. I admit it, but it's none of our business. If you want to vent your anger, go to Bruhe or Vanjo..." He rambled on for a while. Dadui, then turned his head and sniffed vigorously, and said in surprise: "Friend, are you Gangluo?"

The gray-haired vampire mentioned the second-generation vampire, and Lucille was shocked to realize that this person's aura was that of the second-generation vampire, but for some reason, his aura was that of the second-generation vampire, but the aura around him was very weak, otherwise she wouldn't have easily captured him. Hold on, and... jihad... Isn't jihad something that happened 5000 years ago?

"The jihad was lost... when did you lose it?"

The gray-haired vampire seemed to have heard some inconceivable question, "Did you just wake up? My friend? Didn't you see how we fled back like dogs in the water?"

"That crazy woman has chased to the gate of the blood field, and you are too sleepy." The gray-haired blood man made complaints, while carefully moving away from Lucille. Lucille frowned, and silently put her hands away. back.

The threat in his heart was gone, and the gray-haired vampire breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't worry about what I will do to you, I'm injured, and I can't even beat four generations."

He was seriously injured by the group of protoss with the magic of light, and he would not be able to recover to his peak without recuperating for hundreds or thousands of years.

"I'm going to find a place to sleep in a few days, and I'll give you this blood domain. You three and four generations can do whatever you want."

The gray-haired vampire licked his bloodless lips, turned around and finally saw Lucille's face, looked him up and down, and said strangely: "You look so strange."

Lucille was silent for a while, and said lightly: "I just woke up, and I didn't participate in the jihad."

"You're so lucky." The gray-haired vampire spread his hands, looking bored, "You haven't experienced the frustration of being crushed to death by ants."

Lucille held the little black bottle in her hand, looked around, and asked, "Which clan's territory is here?"

"The Xitai clan." The gray-haired blood clan took out a small bottle of blood from the space gem, and said casually while drinking: "You have been sleeping, you must not know this clan, they are a new clan transformed by humans."

Lucille narrowed her eyes, turned around and casually found a direction to leave, intending to catch a blood clan of the Xitai clan to ask about the situation.

That formation definitely had something to do with the Xitai clan, if it could be teleported there, it would definitely be able to find a way to go back.

Halfway through the meal, the gray-haired vampire found that Lucille was about to leave. He raised his foot and chased after him, and asked enthusiastically, "Are you going to the Xitai Clan too? We can be a companion."

He introduced himself, "I am the third elder of the McAvey clan, you can call me Elder O'Neill."

Lucille glanced back and refused coldly, "No need."

"You Gangro are too withdrawn. You treat everyone as an enemy. There is no need, really no need." The gray-haired blood was not discouraged, and while writing something on the parchment, he said absent-mindedly: "By the way, What are you doing in the Xitai Clan?"

Lucille glanced at the yellowed parchment in his hand, and asked coldly, "Why are you going to the Xitai clan?"

"I think their clan is very interesting, and I want to see it with my own eyes." The gray-haired blood clan shrugged. "If I don't see it with my own eyes, I may not be able to sleep well."

"You just woke up and you don't know what their family has done." The gray-haired vampire introduced to Lucille, "They traveled to the age of the gods and found the sleeping place of Prince Bernard, and got his blood, using blood and witchcraft to successfully transform the tribe into a new clan."

"They did such a crazy thing. I sometimes wonder if they borrowed the wisdom of our McAvey clan."

Lucille rubbed the little black bottle in her hand under the cover of her sleeve, and fell into deep thought because of the gray-haired blood man's words. When she saw the gray-haired blood man started writing again, she said abruptly, "And then?"

"Then?" The gray-haired blood clan didn't raise its head, and said mockingly: "There is no more, is it so easy to create a new clan? Xitai's group of wizards succeeded, but the highest is three generations of blood clan, what's the matter?" Use it? The jihad is still lost."

"The clansmen are almost killed by that crazy woman Cynthia, and the remaining hundreds of people are hiding in the blood zone and dare not go out, studying how to break through the law all day long." I haven't researched the most intelligent ones, so how could they succeed."

There are only a few hundred people left in the Xitai clan, and their popularity among the blood clan is not good. After all, they are "outsiders". hiding.

Lucille and the gray-haired blood clan searched for several days in the territory of the Xitai clan, but they couldn't find where they were hiding.

In a fairly clean open space, Lucille sat on the bluestone and looked down at the small black bottle in her hand. Judging from the news she got from the gray-haired blood clan these days, she was sure that the teleportation array brought her to 5000 Blood domain years ago.

Tang Qiu... Tang Qiu should have come with her, but he was not sent here, probably near the Holy See.

After the jihad ended, the identity of the blood race was restricted too much in the Staru Continent. After weighing things up, Lucille still didn't go out directly to find Tang Qiu's whereabouts.

Tang Qiu will definitely come to find her. She is in the blood domain and is still the territory of the Xitai clan. Before Tang Qiu finds her, it is the most correct choice for her to find a way to go back.

The gray-haired vampire ate three times a day. He leaned against the tree trunk, drank blood, and looked at Lucille who was sitting with his back facing him. He suddenly asked, "Aren't you eating?"

He rarely saw Lucille eat.

Without looking back, Lucille said coldly, "I'm not hungry."

The gray-haired blood raised his eyebrows, bit the bottle with his mouth open, and took out a quill to record Lucille's habits on the parchment.

As soon as he took out the quill, Lucille was keenly aware, and she turned her head and asked sullenly, "What are you writing?"

"I like to observe people." The gray-haired vampire blinked at Lucille, "Don't be nervous, just record it, you know, the McAvey clan always gets inspiration from trivial things."

Lucille bent down and picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the gray-haired vampire. The gray-haired vampire dodged in embarrassment and said helplessly, "Don't be so mean, my friend. I'm a second-generation elder after all. respect."

Seeing Lucille's cold face, he wanted to say something more. The ground under his feet suddenly trembled, and the thick blood-colored fog above his head seemed to be attacked, and cracks like spider webs appeared, and golden sparks fell from the cracks. A deep pit was eroded in the ground beneath his feet.

Lucille dodged to avoid the falling sparks and came to a safe place, frowning and asked, "What's going on?"

The gray-haired vampire scratched his hair irritably, and laughed at himself: "The ants are here to bully the great vampire again."

Blood outside.

Tang Qiu looked delicately at the two priests standing behind Cynthia who were chanting spells. Recalling the previous conversation in the manor, she asked Cynthia amusedly: "Didn't you say that you can enter the blood domain if you want?" Is it?"

At first, she thought that Cynthia had a way to sneak in or something, but who knew that they stood outside with such a big fanfare and directly attacked with magic.

Cynthia nodded and said casually, "That's right, you can't get in if you want to, so we have to let them come out on their own initiative."

She said to the priest behind her, "Chloe, directly illuminate with divine light."

Chloe nodded and began to change spells. Tang Qiu's eyes flickered when he heard the words "Shenguang Puzhao", "Is it a forbidden technique?"

"Forbidden technique?" Cynthia raised her eyebrows, "Is this a forbidden technique after 5000 years?"

Tang Qiu nodded, "Divine light is a spell of light that only the pope can use."

Even the spells are in the hands of the Pope, and others have no chance to check and practice them.

Chloe, who was chanting a spell, couldn't help but stop, and interjected, "Which Pope stipulated it? This is clearly available to all priests."

Of course, whether you can learn it depends on your aptitude, but this spell is not limited to only the Pope.

It is obviously unrealistic to find out when the Holy See began to decline. Cynthia shook her head and reached out to Tang Qiu, "Give me the bright spar and staff."

Tang Qiu took out the things and handed them to her.

Cynthia inlaid the bright spar on the staff, then handed it back to Tang Qiu, and took out a book of bright spells to her, and said with a smile: "Whether you can learn it or not depends on your aptitude."

All priests in the Holy See have a copy of this book that records incantations, which is not considered a forbidden technique at all.

There are indeed spells called forbidden spells, but she cannot teach them to Tang Qiu, because they are spells that can only be used by the gods.

After Cynthia's staff was combined into one, Tang Qiu could feel a steady stream of light pouring into her body from above as soon as she took it into her hands. She concentrated her mind and lowered her eyes to study the spell on the paper.

A white paw quietly reached out to try to slap the staff off Tang Qiu's hand. Cynthia caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye, and stretched out her hand to slap the white paw away, "What are you doing?"

The white wolf squatted behind, looking depressed at the back of Tang Qiu who was concentrating on learning the spell of light, "This is a member of our wolf clan."

Why do people from the wolf tribe learn the spell of light?They should fight at the forefront, tearing apart the enemy bravely.

"I told you a long time ago that you should learn the spell of light. Look how powerful she is." Cynthia sighed bitterly.

The white wolf retorted aggrievedly, "We are werewolves, what kind of werewolves are we standing behind with a staff?"

"Also, the physique of a werewolf can't practice the spell of light."

Cynthia was stunned for a moment, looking at Tang Qiu's back thoughtfully, what she said was true, it was indeed impossible to practice light spells to Tang Qiu's level with a werewolf physique.

There are secrets about this man.

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