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The sacred stone that Sarah said was used to find the tribe can only guide them in a general direction, and cannot confirm the specific location in advance, but the direction pointed out by the sacred stone is obviously farther to the west, which is the same as Talla, which is at the southernmost tip of the mainland. The Sierra Leone is just the opposite.

Originally, Betty was still optimistic that maybe Cynthia's people were also near the Tallas Mountains, so it was just on the way, but the reality was always unsatisfactory.

But Betty's disappointment didn't last long, so she immediately raised her spirits and got together with Chelsea to study the map.

Cynthia wants to rescue some imprisoned humans on the way to find the tribe, and this idea is exactly what Betty wants.

"If we go west, we have to go through the Pallas Valley, where there should be some villages and towns." Betty held the map in one hand and touched her chin with the other, her long brown-red hair was hanging down softly behind her, " But it seems to be very close to the city of Harz, so there may be blood races there."

"Haz City?" Chelsea stared at the map, frowning.

Seeing her serious expression, Cynthia raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

Betty also looked at Chelsea suspiciously. Their knowledge of this continent all came from the map in their hands, and they didn't know the situation of each city.

Before coming to Nobby City, they thought there was at most one fifth-generation blood clan here, but the reality is that among the blood clans killed by elves and werewolves, the number of five-generation blood clans was as many as double digits.

Cynthia didn't think that every time they encountered elves, they could settle the danger for them in advance, "If Harz City is more dangerous, we can take a detour."

Cynthia looked at the map in Betty's hand, Chelsea hesitated for a while, and finally said, "There may be no blood in Harz City."

Cynthia paused, looked up at Chelsea, and said with some surprise: "There is no blood race? That means there are only Silver Knights in Harz City?"

Chelsea nodded, "I mingled with a group of fleeing humans before, and I heard them mention the city of Harz." She paused, and then said, "That city is a bit weird."

Although there are no blood races, when these humans mentioned the city of Harz, their expressions and voices were full of fear, which was no less fearful than when they mentioned the blood race.

Because of this abnormality, Chelsea has always remembered this strange city.

If there were only Silver Knights, it would be much easier to deal with than a city with blood clans, but judging from the map, the area under the jurisdiction of Harz City is much larger than that of Nobby City, so this city is definitely not as simple as imagined.

Cynthia lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then said in a deep voice: "If you make a detour, you will have to cross two mountain ranges, and you may encounter monsters on the way. The degree of danger is not much lower than that of Harz City."

"Then let's go to Harz City." Compared with the hesitant Chelsea and Cynthia who weighed the pros and cons, Betty's thoughts were much simpler. Lots of humans."

Successfully escorting some humans to a safe place these few times gave Betty great confidence that they are changing the continent, even if the change is still very small.

After deciding on the next destination, the witches adjusted their status and set off at dawn. After the elves evacuated, Nobby City, which had become an empty city, was no longer safe.

After learning from Olivia that human beings are also a race created by the Goddess of Light, an idea popped up in Cynthia's mind uncontrollably, and it became more and more intense.

On this continent, the blood race may be the most powerful, but humans are the race all over the continent.

Their natural superior reproductive ability ensures that this race will not be in danger of extinction like the elves and werewolves, and they are the food of the vampires, and the vampires will not drive them to extinction.

Although human beings have been fleeing and being imprisoned, the number of human beings has always been ten times or a hundred times that of the blood race.

If humans can play some role, it doesn't take much, and it will be easier to control the subversive blood race.

Goddess of Light... Light...

Cynthia followed the witches with a long branch. Her long silver hair swayed slightly behind her as she walked. The not-so-dazzling sun enveloped her, softening her overly delicate facial features. With a warm breath.

She stopped, clutching a branch and writing something casually on the ground.

Sarah, who had been by her side all the time, saw her stop and followed suit, and asked, "Cynthia?" She walked over a little bit, and curiously poked her head to see what she was writing.

"...Faith?" Sarah looked at the two characters on the ground and read it out in a daze.

Cynthia raised her head, smiled at Sarah, her eyes were slightly deep, and she said softly, "Humans need some faith."

A belief that can bring hope, can drive away the numbness in their hearts, and can make them believe in a belief that will pull them out of the dark abyss.

There is nothing more suitable for this condition than the goddess of light, which symbolizes the future and beauty, and the gods have only left for more than 1000 years, and the prestige of gods is still shrouded in the continent of Sittatu. Belief in the goddess of light can obtain happiness and peace, how exciting remarks.

They were already a little far away from the witches, and Betty noticed that the two of them were falling behind, so she raised her voice and told them to follow up quickly.

Cynthia put away the branches and walked forward with Sarah. Seeing Sarah's ignorant look, she thought for a while and asked, "Do you know the Goddess of Light?"

Sarah nodded, "I know."

"What do you know about her?"

Sarah froze for a moment, scratched her hair, and said dryly: "The Goddess of Light is very powerful, beautiful, and noble."

The Protoss only appeared in the Sistatu Continent after the gods went to God's Domain, and they have been fleeing all the time. There are legends about the gods, and humans know more about them than the Protoss.

Sarah's dry compliments drew a chuckle from Cynthia, she shook her head helplessly, then threw away the branch, her eyes were loose, and she pursed her lips and said: "The Protoss are the messengers of the Goddess of Light, this do you know?"

Sarah was taken aback and shook her head blankly, "My grandmother never told me that."

"The elf queen told me." Cynthia raised her hand and patted Sarah's shoulder, signaling her to calm down, and said solemnly, "That's why we can use the power of light."

Sarah looked down at her hands and nodded suddenly, "So that's how it is."

If it was said by the Elf Queen, it is very likely to be true, after all, Her Majesty the Queen should not lie.

Seeing that Sarah had already believed it, Cynthia withdrew her hand and told her patiently: "When you see humans later, remember to tell them our identities."

"If you see a human being who responds to the power of light, test her mind. If there is no problem, persuade her to follow us." Cynthia touched her chin, thought for a second, and thought of a very reliable way for human beings. The identity, "be a believer in the goddess of light."

"This time we will pick two people." Cynthia pointed out two fingers to Sarah, and said with a smile: "They may not believe it at first, so you have to be more confident, Sarah, and don't stammer."

Sarah was a little nervous. Seeing that the first village was about to arrive, she became even more nervous. After all, she only knew that she still had the status of an envoy of the Goddess of Light. She approached Cynthia cautiously and asked, "Why do we bring Walk two humans?"

It was too troublesome to explain, so Cynthia blinked and said nonsense, "In order to sprinkle light on this continent for the goddess of light."

Sarah half understood, and ran to the back alone to practice the words Cynthia taught her.

They walked away from Nobby City for about half a day, and finally found a village. This village is a bit small, and the houses are all dilapidated wooden houses. There are four or five silver knights sitting at the entrance of the village. He was drinking, and immediately became alert when he saw the group of them.

"Who?" The Silver Knights stood up holding their swords and shouted loudly.

A group of gray shadows descended from the sky without warning and tied the silver knights together. The swords around their waists flew out, blood spattered, and they fell to the ground and turned into corpses.

Eunice retracted her staff and looked down at her boots, which were splattered with blood, which made her stamp her feet a little annoyed.

Betty ran in with the witches to find the imprisoned humans. By the time Cynthia and Sarah came over, all the more than 100 humans in the village had been taken to the open space.

Although the witches are petite and cute, because they like to wear dark robes and hoods, the first reaction of human beings when they see their outfits is to be afraid.

With the witches as a comparison, the two silver-haired protoss, who were beautiful and dressed normally, looked much gentler and more amiable.

This made Cynthia's first journey of recruiting followers much smoother.

Among the more than 100 humans in the village, there were only a dozen teenagers and girls. Cynthia picked out half of them, and the rest were handed over to Sarah.

Cynthia took the people to the open space on the other side, and looked them over carefully. Seeing that they were trembling with fear, she softly comforted them: "Don't be afraid, I didn't mean to hurt you."

She pondered for a while, then raised her hand slightly, and there was a white flame burning in her palm. The teenagers and girls who had been living in captivity had never seen such a thing, and they all took a few steps back in fright.

"Do you know the Goddess of Light?" Cynthia raised a nice smile and spoke softly, "This is the ability she bestows on believers of Light."

"I call it Light Spell."

"It will only hurt the vampires, not you." Cynthia stepped forward slightly, motioning for them to come over, "You can try to touch it."

As soon as the flame appeared, the surrounding temperature became much higher, which made them even more frightened, but they didn't know if it was because Cynthia's smile was too warm or her gentle voice made people unconsciously want to be convinced, and finally There was still a girl who mustered up her courage and cautiously stretched out her hand to the flame.

Cynthia has already begun to test whether any of these people can sense the power of light, but Sarah has not made any progress yet.

Sarah and these humans looked at each other, she turned her head and looked at Cynthia eagerly, then mustered up her courage, and said in a serious manner: "We are the messengers of the Goddess of Light, and we want to accept you as believers."

After she finished speaking, she didn't know what to say anymore, so she asked again, "Are you willing?"

The humans stared blankly at her, as if they didn't understand what she was saying.

Sarah bowed her head in frustration, it was so difficult, she always felt that she was lying.

While Cynthia and Sarah were "accepting believers", the witches were showing the way to other humans, telling them where to go to find a safe place.

Betty was holding the map and sitting on the chair where the Silver Knight was sitting just now. She couldn't help being curious and turned her head to look at Cynthia.

Although the distance was a little far away, she could still see Cynthia's brows frowning. Was it not going well?Betty also frowned, and unconsciously reached out to take out the ruby ​​from the space gem.

The ruby ​​was a bit cold, and Betty lowered her head, stroking the surface of the gem with her fingers, but her eyes were filled with warmth.

Someone sat down on the opposite chair, and a dagger was slammed on the table. Eunice's cold voice sounded in Betty's ear, "What are you doing?"

Betty was startled by the sound of the dagger falling, she looked up to see Eunice, her expression changed to worried, "Didn't I tell you to rest more? Do you still want your arm?"

She got up and sat down next to Eunice, carefully examining her arm.

The obvious worried look on Betty's face melted the coldness in Eunice's eyes, she involuntarily raised the corners of her mouth, her bright smile made her look a bit childish, she remained still and let Betty check her injuries, but her mouth But what he said was full of arrogance, "I can protect you without an arm, what are you afraid of?"

Betty glanced at her, and squeezed her arm lightly, Eunice frowned in pain, and angrily lowered her head and bit Betty's shoulder.

Betty was amused by her childlike behavior, and patted Eunice on the back reassuringly, "Okay, you are very powerful, you can protect me."

Eunice let go of her mouth but didn't get up, but turned around and leaned directly on Betty's body, while playing with her hair, she said casually: "I'm serious, even if I don't have arms or legs , as long as I am still alive, I will protect you."

The smile on the corner of Betty's mouth narrowed slightly, she reached out and stroked Eunice's hair, and said with a sigh: "But I don't want to see you get hurt because of protecting me."

"I was hurt because I was weak, what has it to do with protecting you."

Betty frowned, and said in a low voice: "You are the one who makes the most mistakes."

The two of them grew up together. Although many people didn't like Eunice and thought she was cold-blooded, poisonous and selfish, Betty didn't think so.

She likes Eunice very much, because she has always been able to see the gentle and childish side of Eunice.

In fact, Eunice's character has not always been so cold-blooded. The Anderson family's personalities are very extreme and gloomy, and the little witches will become weird when they grow up in that environment.

Betty looked down at Eunice's side face, thought for a while, and said softly: "Eunice, not everyone is like your people."

"Cynthia will be a very good friend, and she will certainly do you no harm."

Betty shook Eunice's uninjured arm, persuading her, "Be nice to her, okay?"

She wants to see her friends get along well.

Eunice lazily raised her eyelids and caught a glimpse of the ruby ​​that Betty put on the table out of the corner of her eye. She reached out and took out the ruby, and asked in a tone of no emotion: "That protoss gave you this?"

"I think you treasure it very much."

The luster of the ruby ​​made Eunice's hands a little pale, and Betty reached out to touch the gem and said with a smile, "It's pretty, isn't it?"

Eunice looked at it for a while, then nodded slightly, "It's pretty."

She thought for a while, raised her head from Betty's arms, raised her eyebrows and said, "Let's be half of each other."

Betty was startled and hesitated, "This..."

Eunice narrowed her eyes, a little angry, "Aren't we close friends, you don't even want to give me half of the gems."

"But it doesn't look so good when it's cut in half."

Eunice curled her lips, but didn't say anything else. She lifted the ruby ​​and looked at the not so clear sky above her through the gem.

Across the wall from the two of them, Camille sat on the ground with her knees hugged, staring at the skeleton rats running around on the ground with a desolate expression. This world is really annoying, Ruby hates it, Eunie Silk... also hates it.

The author has something to say: there will be another chapter tonight.I was not feeling well this morning and wasted some time

thanks for your support.mwah.