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A blood family of six generations and a blood family of seven generations are no longer a threat to Cynthia and Eunice. The bright flame used by Cynthia is the natural enemy of the blood family, and Eunice's cunning and extremely powerful witchcraft It is also quite threatening to them.

It's just that the cooperation between Cynthia and Eunice is not tacit enough, so it took a lot of time to solve these two blood races.

Cynthia burned the blood clan's body into ashes with bright flames, and turned to look at Eunice who was cutting the blood clan's chest open with a dagger. The dark red blood splashed on her face and stained her lovely face.

Eunice is very obsessed with the pleasure of crushing the heart of the blood race, which makes her feel very powerful, as if she has surpassed the blood race.

Weakness can only push oneself to death, but being strong... can bring death to others.

This is something Eunice has understood since she was a child.

Seeing the excitement in Eunice's eyes, Cynthia frowned. She walked over, took out a square scarf from the space gem and handed it to her, motioning for her to wipe the blood on her face.

Eunice stood up from the blood-stained corpse, stared at Cynthia with a strange expression for a while, and then took the kerchief, but she didn't wipe her face, but wiped the blood-stained dagger, and said strangely: "You Don't you think I'm cruel?"

Cynthia was one of the few people who didn't change her face after seeing this kind of scene. The reason why those witches were so afraid of her was because they thought she was a complete lunatic after seeing her murder.

Cynthia disposed of the body of the Blood Race that Eunice had killed. Hearing Eunice's question, she chuckled lightly and said casually, "If you were lying here, the Blood Race would be even more cruel."

The method of killing is a personal preference, and Cynthia will not comment. She is more concerned about Eunice's overly excited emotions after seeing the blood.

Eunice in that state made Cynthia feel the rejection from the bottom of her heart again.

When Cynthia and Eunice went back, it was already dark. Seeing the place where Betty and others were resting from a distance, but there was no light from the fire, Cynthia frowned slightly, and Eunice beside her had already run over with a sullen face.

The firewood was still piled on the ground, but Betty and the others had disappeared. Eunice's face darkened, and her gray eyes were terribly gloomy.

Cynthia walked around several unlit fires and saw that there were some half-prepared insect repellent powder on the ground. She touched her chin and pondered, "It doesn't look like it was attacked."

The ingredients for the insect repellent powder were neatly placed. It seemed that something happened to the owner who prepared it, so he put it down temporarily and left.

But the two of them haven't come back yet, Betty and Chelsea have no reason to leave.

Cynthia summoned an illuminating flame, looked around with the light, and soon found the place where Betty and the others found Susan and the others.

"An outsider has been here." Cynthia walked over there, lowered her head to search, and soon found the traces of fighting. She bent down and stroked the shallow sword marks on the bluestone, and whispered, "...Look It doesn't look like you met a blood race."

But humans...with the Silver Knight's ability, how could they capture Chelsea and Betty?

But if it is a blood race, there should be their aura left here.

Eunice didn't care to listen to Cynthia's analysis. After confirming that Betty was indeed missing, she turned around and left with a cold face. Cynthia turned her head and stopped her, "Where are you going?"

Eunice didn't stop in her footsteps, "Go save someone."

"Do you know where they were taken?"

"Where else could it be other than Manden City?" The four-generation blood race was in Manden City, and she happened to be arresting alien races.

Cynthia withdrew her hand from the bluestone, calm and calm as always, "I think they are in Harz City."

A weird city with no vampires stationed seems to be more qualified than Manden City, and they have not left the range of Harz City yet.

Eunice didn't know if she heard Cynthia's words, but her figure quickly disappeared into the darkness. Cynthia stared at the direction she left, raised her hand to rub the center of her brows, and sighed helplessly, "Why is this the last thing left behind?" Disobedient witch."

It would be easier for them to save people if Betty or Chelsea were left behind.

It takes at least one day and one night to walk from here to Harz City. It shouldn’t be long before Betty and Chelsea were taken away. If they were faster, they might find some clues along the way. Now we can only hope that they have not been taken away. place to go.

After traveling to this continent, Cynthia found that she was either preparing to hurry or was already on the way. Although she would not feel tired, the process of traveling was very boring. Why is there no such thing in this world that can be teleported after opening? ?

Cynthia took out a cloak and put it on her body. The night wind blew her silver hair hanging around her waist. She stared at the darkness ahead, a little absent-minded.

After Chelsea and Betty are rescued, she must have a good discussion with them about the teleportation array of the witch clan.

It's too wasteful to use such a practical magic circle to teleport enemies all the time.

Harts City.

As the only city not guarded by blood clans, Harz City looks more lively than other cities. The buildings in the city are simple and simple, and knights in silver armor can be seen patrolling the spacious streets all the time. There will be one or two plainly dressed humans, they seem to be familiar with the patrolling silver knights, and they don't feel panic or fear.

The sky at noon was not so clear but gray, Susan was standing by the window and was wrapping a soft white cloth around her injured wrist, when a silver knight walked in from the outside and said in a low voice: "Everyone is locked up. "

"Observe it for a few days, there is no problem and send it to Manden City." The cloth was already soft enough, but it still made Susan feel a little stiff when wrapped around her wrist, so she tore off the white cloth and threw it away with a displeased expression.

"Bring me the human who is with the protoss." Susan stretched out her hand and pushed the window open, and the icy air rushed in instantly. As if she couldn't feel the cold, she pursed her lips and said, "I want to see What's so special about this guy?"

Judging from her investigation during this period, this strange team of protoss and witches saved many villages and towns, but in the end they only took away such a human being.

Believers of the Goddess of Light?It sounds ridiculous.

If the Goddess of Light still cared about this continent, it wouldn't be the blood race's turn to be rampant here.

Susan leaned on the window frame with her arms folded, staring down at the deserted street with a cold expression, the gods... have long since ceased to exist.

Although there are no blood clans in Harz City, the security is also very strict. Two teams of knights in silver and white armor stand guard on both sides of the city gate, strictly searching the carriages entering and leaving without letting any suspicious person go.

An unmanned carriage suddenly rushed out from the nearby woods, and the horse seemed to be frightened and rushed straight to the city gate. The silver knight guarding the entrance quickly drew his sword from his waist when he heard the movement, and ran a few steps at a time. The slash hit the horse's neck, and warm blood spurted out and splashed on the nearby silver knights. They screamed and fell to the ground, a deep pit was corroded where the blood was stained.

The horse fell to the ground, but the carriage behind was held in place by a cloud of gray fog, and the door was pushed open from inside. Eunice walked out expressionlessly, raised her staff, and chanted in a low voice as she walked into the city. spell.

The Silver Knights who tried to stop her were pushed away by the gray shadows with their fangs and claws. The Silver Knights who were patrolling in the city heard the movement and ran over to support. Eunice stood in the middle of the city gate, looked at the Silver Knights who rushed over, and snorted coldly , the gray mist floating on both sides condensed into a large net, quietly floating in front of Eunice like a wild beast waiting for its prey to come to its door with its bloody mouth wide open.

A silver light fell from the sky, the gray net was split in two by a sword, and a tall knight fell to the ground, the silver long sword in his hand shone with a sharp cold light.

The sword energy not only split the gray net in half, Eunice's arm was also scratched by the sword energy, her sleeve was cut, and blood dripped onto the ground.

Eunice didn't care about the injured arm, she stared at the knight in front of her, her eyes narrowed slowly, and her tone was strange, "Human..."

This knight is a bit strong, so it's no wonder that Betty and the others will be taken away by them... Eunice sneered, and switched the staff to the other hand. The Silver Knight shuddered.

Eunice and the Silver Knight fought from the city gate to the city. Susan, who was sleeping, was awakened, and quickly mobilized all the patrolling knights to besiege Eunice. She also went to the tallest lighthouse in the city to watch the battle.

The Silver Knights patrolling the city went to arrest Eunice, and no one noticed that there was a person standing at the gate of the city. Cynthia, who arrived late, walked around the body of the Silver Knight and walked into the city. Beside her ear, she could see the gray shadow summoned by Eunice when she raised her head slightly.

How could the Silver Knight last so long under Eunice's witchcraft?Cynthia glanced down at the corpse on the ground, feeling a little surprised.

She didn't hurry to help Eunice, but found a place with a wide view to observe the situation. The terrain of Harz City was not complicated. Cynthia observed for a while, and soon found the guards near the lighthouse.

She raised her head slightly, staring at the top of the lighthouse, only vaguely able to see a person standing there.

This should be the city lord of Harz City, Cynthia looked back thoughtfully, raised her hand to press down on the hood, and lowered her head to approach the lighthouse.

The sound of a long sword being unsheathed suddenly sounded behind Cynthia. Cynthia turned sideways instinctively, and the sharp long sword brushed past her body. the master.

The owner of the sword was startled by the sudden appearance of the flames. He jumped away nimbly and swung the long silver sword. The sword's energy struck the flames and split them in half.

Cynthia let out a gasp when she saw the flame disappear. She stepped back a few steps and looked up at the silver knight in front of her with a surprised expression.

Although the knight knocked out the flame, he was still sweating from fright. He distanced himself from Cynthia and stared at her warily.

"You are different from the silver knights I have met." Cynthia glanced at the sword in the knight's hand, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Is this how you captured those witches?"

The sword energy used by this knight is not strong but not weak. If there are more such knights, it is no wonder that Chelsea and the others will be arrested.

The knight didn't answer her question, but lowered his voice and said, "I advise you to leave now."

"Oh?"

"City Master Susan has a team of elite knights who haven't been dispatched yet, so you won't be able to rescue your companions."

The knight put the long sword back into the scabbard, and after leaving this sentence that seemed to be a kind reminder, he turned and wanted to leave, but a white flame blocked his way.

Cynthia stared at the back of the knight carefully, and she had some guesses in her heart, and said tentatively: "...Speaking of which, I saw a strange village a few days ago. Some villagers said that they have lived there for nearly ten years. The reason why they were not caught is that the blood race is not interested in their blood."

The knight's body was slightly stiff, he turned his head and gave Cynthia a warning look, then walked around the flames and left quickly.

Cynthia looked at the back of the knight leaving, her eyes darkened, and she said how could there be blood that the vampires were not interested in.

It was these silver knights who were really "not interested" in those villagers.

"Interesting." Cynthia took off her hood, raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the lighthouse, with a playful look in her eyes.

The cold wind was biting, Susan stood on top of the lighthouse and looked down at the chaotic battle below, her fair cheeks were frozen red, but she didn't seem to feel the cold, and the Silver Knight's delay in taking Eunice made her a little annoyed.

The sound of footsteps going up the stairs reached Susan's ears. Susan thought it was her knight, so she turned her head and saw that the person who was stepping up the stairs was a tall woman instead of a tall man in armor. When the knight was stunned for a moment.

Cynthia, who was climbing the stairs seriously, sensed Susan's gaze, raised her head slightly, her golden eyes looked a little deep because of the backlight, Susan took a step back unconsciously, and silently watched the other person walking up step by step.

Cynthia climbed the last step, reached out to take off the hood, her long silver hair slowly fell behind her with her fingers, she turned her head to look at the tall and steep stairs as if she didn't see the guard on Susan's face. She said with a smile, "Fortunately, I have climbed a ladder higher than this one, otherwise my patience would be exhausted halfway."

"Oh?" Susan also pulled out a smile, and replied casually: "Is the patience of the Protoss just this little?"

As she spoke, she leaned against the railing and glanced down calmly. All the knights below fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Susan's heart sank, and she turned her head to seriously look at the silver-haired protoss on the opposite side. She had seen several protoss in the past few years when she took over as the city lord of Harz, but apart from their exceptional appearance, she didn't know anything about them. See other special places on the Protoss.

But the protoss in front of her made Susan really feel the danger.

Even though she looks elegant and noble, death and blood seem to have nothing to do with her.

The space above the lighthouse was not too narrow. Cynthia walked to Susan's side and looked down, "My patience is not bad, but it depends on who it is for."

"Your knights are a bit violent, so I can only let them be quiet for a while." Cynthia smiled at Susan and said, "I'm sorry."

She said sorry, but her tone was not apologetic at all.

Susan is just an ordinary human being. Facing someone who could calm down a dozen knights silently, she knew that she couldn't escape under Cynthia's nose, so she simply gave up. She leaned on the railing and looked Cynthia up and down. With a low laugh, he said, "It turns out that he is really a big shot."

"I just said that the little protoss I locked up didn't look like someone who dared to say that he was the messenger of the goddess of light."

"So..." Susan spread her hands, "My lord, are you here to let me let your companion go?"

Cynthia looked away from Eunice, who was already scarred by the siege of the Silver Knight, and looked at Susan, nodded naturally, "You guessed it right."

She nodded to Eunice with her chin, "Tell your people to stop."

Susan pretended to be embarrassed, "This may be a little difficult."

"Oh?"

"You don't know yet, a few days ago a red-robed witch ran to a village and killed many villagers." Susan looked at Eunice's blood-soaked robe, and said with pursed lips: "Those There are relatives of these knights in the village, do you think they will be obedient when they see their enemies?"

Cynthia was taken aback, "The red robe witch?"

Susan glanced at her and said with a smile, "It's interesting that you are working hard to save people, and your companions are killing people."

Cynthia looked up at Susan, and said with a half-smile: "Just like you?"

"what?"

"You protect the relatives of these knights, but you also let these knights bring death to other relatives." Cynthia thought for a while, her red lips curled up, "Because it's fun?"

Susan was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, "I am saving people just like you. Without me, do you think their relatives can live so well?"

"But you kill more people."

"There are too many human beings. If someone is lucky, someone must be unlucky. I am a weak human being. What can I do?"

Cynthia chuckled, "So you decide who is lucky and who is unlucky?"

Susan nodded naturally, "Without me, they don't even have the right to be lucky, do they?"

Cynthia sighed, "Unreasonable."

Susan frowned at her.

"I've said so much, it's just that you want to be on the side of luck." Cynthia smiled when she saw Susan's face darkened after she exposed her, and said softly, "But you are afraid of death for me. Say it's good news."

She leaned slightly close to Susan, put her palm on her shoulder, and there was a white flame flickering on her fingertips. Cynthia felt Susan's body stiffen, and comforted her kindly, "Don't be afraid, this flame will directly burn you into ashes, I promise you won't feel any pain."

Susan: "..." Ghosts need such reassurance.

"Can you stop your knight now?" After speaking, Cynthia seemed to think of something, then pulled Susan around, looked at the silver knight who was about to come up at some point, and said, "By the way, there is also you These elite knights."

"Don't let them scare me, or if my hand shakes, you might not be so lucky."

Susan, who was chatting with Cynthia just waiting for these elite knights to rescue her, completely gave up this time.

The author has something to say: Although it is late, but the five thousand words can be forgiven, right?

You: yes