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With silver hair and golden eyes, an overly outstanding appearance, and a holy and elegant temperament, this person looks like a protoss.

But... Talia knocked unconsciously with her hand on the armrest of the chair, raised her red eyes slightly, and glanced at the place where the golden light just broke out, her eyes were dark.

She has experienced the age of the gods, followed a generation of blood races and fought against the gods countless times, so of course she can recognize what the golden light is.

The power of light, the source of divine power of the goddess of light, the only nemesis of their blood race.

After the gods left Staru Continent, the power of light also disappeared. She has not felt this disgusting breath for more than 1000 years.

Who used this golden light?Is this protoss?Talia glanced at Cynthia with a careless expression. She didn't think this silver-haired protoss had this ability.

The Protoss is just a race with nothing but sweet blood.

Although Talia didn't think that the golden light that just erupted had anything to do with Cynthia, she keenly noticed the subtle changes in Olivia after the appearance of this silver-haired protoss. Her eyes were on Cynthia and Olivia. After turning around, he took the initiative to speak and said, "Why don't you introduce me?"

She stared at Olivia, who was expressionless but tinged with anger between her eyebrows, her eyes flickered slightly, and a trace of curiosity aroused in her heart. It was the first time she saw the expression of this elf who liked to pretend to be serious.

Olivia is known as the number one beauty in the Staru Continent. Although there are elements of deliberate jokes by the blood race, it is undeniable that her beauty and strength are recognized by everyone.

As far as Talia knew, there were quite a few people in the blood clan who were interested in Olivia, but none of them made the beauty show any expressions other than indifference and anger.

Olivia was even more annoyed by her curious gaze, her face turned cold all of a sudden, and she was about to speak when Cynthia who walked up to her at some point spoke before her, while she observed the phantom Talia said softly, "Let me introduce myself."

"I'm Cynthia, an ordinary protoss." Cynthia and Talia looked at each other, looked into her red eyes, and asked with a smile: "Your Excellency?"

Talia hooked her lips slightly, "Le Senbai, Talia."

Olivia added coldly beside Cynthia, "Second generation blood."

The second-generation blood family can be said to be the person standing at the top of the Statu Continent. Cynthia showed a look of surprise on her face, looked at Talia a few more times, then nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "It's shocking."

"But I don't think you are very shocked." Thalia leaned slightly, and she became interested in this silver-haired protoss, she whispered.

The white cat squatting on the ground and licking its fur also raised its head, and then jumped onto her shoulder. Its red eyes stared curiously at Cynthia.

Being stared at by Talia and her cat together, the two strange red eyes looked equally horrified, but Cynthia was not affected, just smiled slightly, but did not speak again.

A black figure rushed out from under the temple and stopped behind Della. The brown-haired vampire was in a mess, staring at Cynthia with anger and a hint of fear. Snatched away by this protoss."

Della frowned, and asked suspiciously: "Can this protoss snatch the godhead from you?"

The brown-haired vampire lowered her head, thinking of the golden light, she murmured, "...this protoss is weird."

"The statues in the temple don't attack her, and she uses light spells."

The brown-haired blood man's voice was neither loud nor low, but it was enough for everyone present to hear clearly. Everyone's eyes fell on Cynthia, including Olivia.

Cynthia has been paying attention to Olivia, and when she saw her looking at her, she turned her head and looked at her. She knew what Olivia was interested in, slightly curled her lips, and said: "I found a new spell , is Her Majesty the Queen interested in taking a look?"

Olivia frowned. She was silent for a while, but finally her curiosity prevailed, and she said expressionlessly, "We'll wait until I get rid of these vampires."

Seeing that Olivia's cold expression softened a little, Cynthia's eyes flashed a smile, she tried to take a few steps closer to Olivia, and said softly, "I'll help you."

Olivia glanced at her and said nothing.

The atmosphere between the two of them seemed alienated but unexpectedly harmonious. Thalia raised her hand to support her forehead and interjected sarcastically, "Show me too, I'm curious too."

Cynthia was a little surprised when she heard the words. She raised her eyes and glanced at Talia, pondered for a moment, then nodded generously and said, "Okay."

She took out a white stone from the space gem, held it in her palm, and said casually: "The power is not very strong, Elder Talia, please don't laugh at me after reading it."

Thalia shrugged, "I'm not in the habit of laughing at the weak."

Known as the weak, Cynthia smiled indifferently, she lowered her eyes slightly, rubbed her fingers lightly on the white stone, and then chanted a spell in a low voice.

This was a very long spell, and as time went by, a golden light condensed in front of her, and Thalia's expression slowly changed from contempt at the beginning to surprise.

The golden light became more and more intense, and the elves closest to Cynthia involuntarily took a few steps back. Only Olivia was not affected. She looked at Cynthia's back, and her pale green eyes showed a touch of surprise.

The dazzling golden light hit Talia's phantom with the momentum of purifying everything, and the blood-red thick fog trembled for a moment before being swallowed by the golden light.

The phantom disappeared, and Daila and other blood races were caught off guard by the golden light. Daila's complexion changed, and she instinctively raised her arms to resist. The power of light burned her arms. The blood color and the golden light refused to give in, but in the end it was the golden light slowly melted away.

Although she successfully resisted the golden light, Della also paid the price. She glanced at the arm that had almost turned into bones, gritted her teeth and said, "Let's go."

Said that a mass of blood-colored thick fog enveloped her and the blood race behind her, and the figure quickly disappeared.

The golden light erupted and Della took people to evacuate in a split second. Poli looked at Cynthia in the golden light and said in shock: "Great light technique!"

This is the spell that the goddess of light likes to use most, but when they separated last time, the silver-haired protoss didn't know this spell yet.

Great Light Art... Cynthia turned her head slightly when she heard Polly's voice, and said thoughtfully, "Is this the name of this spell?"

Compared to Cynthia's ability to use the great light spell, Polly was more surprised that she didn't know that this spell was a great light spell. She stared and kept asking because of surprise: "Don't you know? Then how did you Who used this spell?"

Olivia on the side also turned her head and looked sideways after hearing the words, obviously she was more concerned about this issue.

Cynthia put away the white stone in her hand, glanced at the direction of the temple, and explained: "There are traces left by the goddess of light in the temple, but I only saw the spell in the traces, and I don't know the name of the spell. .”

Polly's expression became even weirder, "You learned the great light technique after seeing the traces?"

Seeing what Cynthia said so lightly, Polly felt that her reaction seemed to be too much of a fuss, but she glanced at the other elves from the corner of her eye and found that they were as shocked as she was.

So it is definitely not her who has the problem, it is this silver-haired protoss who is too strange.

It would be very complicated to explain in detail, Cynthia thought for a while, then blinked and said: "The talent of the Protoss."

As she spoke, she turned her head and glanced at Olivia, seeing that she was fiddling with her staff with her head down. She looked like she didn't care about the conversation between them. She smiled and took the initiative to talk to her, "That second-generation vampire just now Did you come here to destroy this temple?"

Cynthia's attitude of wanting to discuss serious matters with her made Olivia too embarrassed to ignore her. She put away her staff and said lightly: "This is indeed Thalia's intention."

"Is destroying the temple beneficial to the blood race?" Cynthia frowned, unable to guess the blood race's true purpose.

Olivia shook her head slightly. She didn't know why the blood race did this. In fact, these temples had been silent for a long time, and they didn't pose any threat to them when the blood race was at its most rampant.

Or is it true that, as Thalia said, the existence of these temples made their vampires worry that the gods would come back again?

"Two-thirds of the temple of the Beast God has collapsed. For the blood race, their goal has been achieved. They will definitely look for the next target." The blood race is gone, and Olivia no longer holds on. Rubbing the center of his eyebrows with his hands, his eyes showed a trace of fatigue, and said in a low voice: "They must be stopped."

Seeing Olivia's pale face, Cynthia subconsciously approached her, frowning and asked, "Are you feeling well?"

She slightly raised her hand to grab Olivia's arm, and carefully checked her condition. Olivia glanced at her outstretched hand, and took a step back vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

She thought of Cynthia's strange thoughts again, her pale green eyes brightened with anger.

Cynthia retracted her hand innocently, and seeing Olivia's wary face, she sighed and said, "I think your complexion is not very good."

Olivia turned her face away, and said in a cold voice, "I'm fine." She didn't want to talk about this, so she simply changed the subject, "Why were you in the temple just now?"

"Chelsea and I came here to save people." Cynthia suddenly thought of something, and turned to look at the cliff she had just climbed up.

Olivia followed her gaze and glanced, "What's wrong?"

"...forgot something." Cynthia signaled Olivia to wait for a while, and then strode towards the cliff.

The cliff was tens of meters high. Cynthia stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down. Eunice sat at the bottom of the cliff and raised her head. When she saw her, her face darkened and her eyes became gloomy. substance.

The cliff is steep and smooth, and it is not easy to climb. Eunice has been exhausted from escaping from the temple. She does not have the tireless physique of Cynthia, so Cynthia can only go up first, and then she waits below for Cynthia to find a way Save her up.

But she had waited until now, and Eunice was very suspicious. If it hadn't been for the collapse of the temple, she might have been buried underground, and Cynthia couldn't remember that she was still here.

Facing Eunice's angry gaze, Cynthia explained without changing her expression: "It was too dangerous up there just now."

"It's safer for you down here." She said, wanting to turn around and ask Olivia for help, but when she raised her head, she suddenly froze.

Seeing that Cynthia was halfway speaking, Eunice suddenly looked up at the sky in a daze, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth and shouted: "Cynthia!"

Cynthia put her index finger in front of her lips to signal her to be quiet. She looked at the sky above the temple and asked in a low voice, "...what is that?"

Seeing her serious face, Eunice also turned around to take a look, but she saw nothing except the gray sky, she immediately frowned, and said displeasedly, "What the hell are you doing?"

If it wasn't for Betty, she really wanted to stay away from this strange protoss.

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