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Expelling the dragon to take back the territory, and then taking revenge on the sorcerer Xitai. With the help of the blood demon, all the witches have succeeded in what they wanted to do. These things that they might not succeed in their desperate efforts seem to be just a matter of fact to the blood demon. It's as simple as raising your hand.

The Gorefiend is mysterious and powerful, and is inextricably linked to the Dark Temple. If it were the witches before, they would definitely be wary of such an existence. Even if she helped them take revenge, they would still be vigilant One point, but now... Under the persuasion of Elder Kana, the witches have begun to believe in the blood demon.

The speed of this trust is unreal.

The Capri Plain has been the territory of the witch family since the time of the gods. They practice witchcraft, but they are also a branch of the human race. Therefore, there are many human villages and towns around the Capri Plain.

After the gods left Staru and collapsed, villages and towns were almost destroyed. Human beings either hid in Tibet or were captured by blood clans. Outside the Capri Plain, there are many cities used by blood clans to imprison blood slaves.

After recovering the territory with the help of the Gorefiend, the witches did not start to rebuild their homes, but began to clear the cities occupied by the blood clan around the Capri Plain and rescue the imprisoned humans.

Batch after batch of rescued humans were sent back to the Capri Plain under the escort of the witch, but this was not rescued for humans, but just being imprisoned from one place to another.

The deserted Capri plain has become "lively", and Betty, who has been staying in the room and using divination day and night, does not know about it. When she opens the door, she sees groups of humans being escorted past the door At that time, she was stunned, and then her brows were slowly wrinkled.

Camille, who was squatting at the door playing with the skeleton mouse, heard the sound of the door opening, turned her head to look at it, and shouted happily: "Sister Betty, you finally came out."

Betty's eyes moved with the escorted humans, she was silent for a while, and asked in a low voice: "What are they doing?"

Camille followed Betty's line of sight and replied, "Are you talking about these human beings? It was the Dark God who asked us to do this."

She scratched her hair and complained: "I don't know what she's going to do, it's so troublesome to rescue these humans."

Although the strength of the witches has been greatly improved with the dark magic spell given by the blood demon, even if their strength has improved, they still need to rely on skeletons to travel, and a lot of time will be wasted going back and forth to cities farther away. .

And the most important thing is that if she continues to save like this, there will be no place for the Capri Plain. She doesn't want to live in the same territory as humans.

The blood race only likes to raise young blood slaves. The rescued human beings are elderly, and most of them are teenagers and girls. Because of hunger and disease, they look thin and haggard, and their eyes are dull.

Humans living in the Sea of ​​Slade are not like this. Betty has seen those human beings with light in their eyes. It shouldn’t be like this... She stared at the escort team for a while, then lowered her eyes slightly, and behind her back The palms clenched unconsciously.

Camille observed Betty's expression, then cautiously approached her, and tentatively grabbed her sleeve, "Sister Betty, let me take you to play."

Before her fingers touched Betty's sleeve, Betty sideways avoided her. Betty raised her hand to put on the hood, and said expressionlessly: "I have something to do, don't follow me." Then she strode away.

Camille stomped unwillingly, looking at Betty's back with disappointment in her eyes.

In the Dark Temple, the Gorefiend was floating in front of the statue of the Dark God, waiting for something bored with a stack of parchment in his hand. Her figure changed from reality to reality, and her aura was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. The blood-colored mist looked even darker than before. a lot.

She floated in mid-air and waited for an unknown amount of time. Elder Kana in a black robe hurried in from the outside. Under the deliberate guidance of the Gorefiend, the dark temple in Kana's eyes was pitch black, only the statue of the dark god in the middle emitted light. With a faint light, it attracted all her attention.

"Master Dark God." Elder Kana bowed slightly in the direction of the statue, with a respectful tone, it was as if she had changed in just a few days.

The Gorefiend circled Kana a few times, and was very satisfied with his masterpiece, "Did you practice the spells I gave you last time?"

The Gorefiend handed the parchment to Kana, and said with a low smile, "This is the most powerful dark spell handed down from the time of the gods. As long as you learn it, you can summon my general."

"With me here, no one can bully you again."

Kana took the parchment and stared up at the statue, her eyes were a little confused but more respectful.

A gray shadow appeared silently behind Kana. She reached out and took out a piece of parchment and looked down. There were spells densely written on it, and the blood-red handwriting looked very strange.

"You write spells with divine sense..." Langya raised his eyes and glanced at the Gorefiend, his heart moved slightly, and he said coldly: "You hang out with these witches every day, so that's why you came up with this idea."

She threw away the parchment and said mercilessly: "How many witches do you want to break the seal left by the main god?"

Simply dreaming.

They have been imprisoned in this temple for 1000 years, isn't the magic circle to break the seal still not completed?

What do these witches know that they can't do?

Gorefiend rushed in front of Langya, unexpectedly not angry, but patiently explained: "If we can't get our bodies back, our spiritual consciousness will dissipate sooner or later, but if we put our spiritual consciousness into the blood of these witches, our spiritual consciousness will disappear." Knowledge can be passed on forever.”

"Look at how obedient this witch is." The Gorefiend reached out and touched Kana's shoulder, then turned his head and persuaded Wolf Fang, "Would you like to give it a try? I specially reserved a family for you."

They have been together for tens of thousands of years, and Langya saw through the Gorefiend's purpose at a glance, and snorted coldly: "I'm not interested."

She slightly raised her hand and a gray whirlwind threw the Gorefiend and Karna out of the temple.

The Gorefiend jumped in anger outside the temple, and returned to his previous violent temper, "Damn it, hate it."

In order to integrate the consciousness into Witch Garcia's blood, the spells she handed to Elder Kana were all written with her consciousness, which consumed a lot of consciousness and greatly weakened her strength.

Being a warrior beside the Dark God with Langya, she can't see herself as weaker than Langya. She has spent a lot of consciousness, so she also wants Langya to be like her, but unfortunately, Langya is not fooled.

Kana didn't know about the communication between Langya and Gorefiend, and she thought it was the "Dark God" who sent her out when she was thrown out of the Dark Temple. She grabbed the parchment in her hand, turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly the cloudy sky above her head A large number of golden meteors appeared in the sky, beautiful, spectacular but also terrifying.

Kana's eyes changed, and she immediately pulled out her bone staff and chanted a spell.

The angry Gorefiend looked up and asked in surprise, "The power of light?"

Langya also came out of the dark temple, looked at the golden meteors all over the sky, and asked in confusion: "There is someone in the Sistatu continent who can use light spells?"

She and the Gorefiend looked at each other, and the Gorefiend thought for a while and said, "Speaking of which, I also sensed the power of light when I took the witch to revenge." It's just that she couldn't stay outside for a long time, and she was Thinking about how to use these witches, so I didn't go to investigate.

When the Goddess of Light left, she did not leave behind the inheritance of the light spell. The light spell should have disappeared in this continent. Langya looked up at the seemingly endless golden meteor again, and felt a little bit of the power of light. Direction, the figure quickly disappeared.

The Gorefiend quickly grabbed Karna and chased after Langya and left together.

The golden meteor appeared in the sky of the Capri plain like bright fireworks, but the witches couldn't appreciate it. They put down what they were doing and gathered together. A black mask suddenly appeared to block the falling golden meteor. The force of power and the power of darkness collided together and made a loud noise.

More golden meteors fell from the sky, and the black mask shattered one after another. The two sides were in a stalemate for an unknown period of time. A group of protoss wearing pure white robes and holding staffs appeared in the sight of the witches with golden light, and the surrounding ruins were like The environment did not affect their holiness and nobility, and the long silver hair was more dazzling than the golden light.

The protoss became stronger again. Betty, who was standing alone in the corner, raised her hand and took off her hood. She looked straight at the direction of the golden light and searched around quickly. She didn't see the familiar figure. She didn't know. Either lost or relieved.

Daxi led the people and stopped tens of meters away from the witches. She stroked the staff in her hand, looked around the witches with indifferent eyes, and said with a frown, "Where's Karna? Let her come out."

"Isn't this our ally?" A Witch Anderson stepped out, glanced at the Protoss team deliberately, and pretended to be surprised: "Are you still alive?"

"Master Xitai is really useless."

Darcy's face darkened, she tapped her staff with her fingers, and threw the big light spell that she had prepared a long time ago. When the surging golden light fell on the witch, it was swallowed by a cloud of black mist, and Witch Anderson shook it. Gu Zhang smiled lowly and provocatively said: "I haven't seen you for a long time, how did the Protoss become so weak?"

"The dark aura on them is so strong." Doris whispered to Daxi in a low voice, "Sure enough, as Cynthia said, they got the spell of dark magic from other places."

Darcy's eyes turned around the witch at the front a few times, then she winked at the clansmen behind her, and raised her staff first.

Light and darkness collided again, and the ground under their feet began to shake violently. When Wolf Fang and Gorefiend came over, the Protoss and the Witch were fighting fiercely. The two of them were floating in midair, looking at the Protoss below curiously.

If they only saw one or two people with silver hair and golden eyes, they might not think of anything, but now there are a group of people with silver hair and golden eyes who are still using the spell of light. Langya quickly recognized their identities, "Isn't this Is it a defective product abandoned by the Goddess of Light?"

"Who taught them to use the spell of light?"

And after so many years of reproduction, they have actually become a new ethnic group instead of disappearing among the human race.

"I hate the breath of light." The blood fiend's tone contained disgust, "When I break through the seal, I will kill them all."

The Statu Continent controlled by her does not need this kind of racial existence that she hates.

When the protoss and the witches were fighting each other, in a forest outside the Capri Plain, Cynthia, Olivia, and Morgan's witches were standing on a high bridge to observe the situation there. .

"Garcia and Anderson's strength has indeed become stronger." Cynthia tapped her finger on the vine railing, and said thoughtfully: "They must have entered the Dark Temple."

Judging from the memories of Wizard Xitai, the dark spells of their clan were obtained from the dark temple by the blood race and given to them, and the witch must have had some kind of luck in the temple.

Only then did I know that the Dark Temple pursed its lips in Chelsea on the Capri Plain and did not speak.

"Gods don't need spells to use spells." Olivia stared at the direction where the golden light and darkness intertwined, and said suddenly.

"Oh?" Cynthia was slightly taken aback, turned her head and exchanged glances with Olivia, and said slowly, "That would be more interesting."

The Dark God would not leave spells in the temple, so where did the blood and witches get the spells?

The author has something to say: Some people may not have noticed the leave note. Explain why the pigeon has been sick for so long. I had a gastroscopy a few days ago and caught up with my aunt's period. I can't eat or sleep well. It's too empty. The list task I haven't finished yet, I'm so mad I hate getting sick, everyone pay attention to your health and eat well

ps, gastroscopy is so uncomfortable, I thought it would be enough to rest for a day or two, who knows that it is still uncomfortable today