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Before the elves left, they opened all the iron cages in the town, but the humans who had been locked up for a long time were already terrified. They also felt scared when they saw Cynthia and Chelsea, and they were worried that this was some new trick played by the blood race. Few people have the courage to escape from the iron cage.

They have also encountered blood clans fighting before, if they escape in the chaos, what awaits them is death, but if they are obedient, they still have a certain chance of surviving as "food".

The door of the iron cage was wide open, but few people ran out, which made Chelsea and the others feel a little headache.

Nobby City would send people to various towns every day to pick new blood slaves. They couldn't stay here forever. The elves had already left, and another six-generation blood slave would come. Chelsea felt that they would not have the luck they had just now.

Several witches got together to discuss and decided to call these humans out of the iron cage first. There are more than 1000 humans in the town, so leaving them like this made Chelsea and the others a little bit unbearable.

The blood clan has a cruel personality. After losing a six-generation blood clan, they must use more blood and death to calm their anger. The idea that they can live by being obedient is really ridiculous.

The witches were rescuing humans, but Cynthia did not participate, but searched the blood clan's corpses with a long sword.

Cynthia has seen many bloody scenes of wild beasts predating, and it's not like she hasn't seen the bloody corpses of prey that have been bitten to pieces, but this is the first time she's seen human corpses.

Although the corpse lying in front of her now belonged to the blood race, the blood race seemed to be no different from humans after death.

The sharp point of the sword rummaged through the blood clan for a while, cut off the space gem hanging on the waist and dropped it to the ground. Cynthia rummaged through her own space gem for a long time before finding a square scarf. The space gem pinched it, checked the contents inside, and shook its head somewhat dissatisfied.

The space gems of these blood races are almost filled with blood, or some black lacquered knives.

This is all rubbish in Cynthia's view.

Cynthia looked up, searched around, and soon found the next target. She raised her feet and walked towards the bushes in the garden. Viscount Burt's fat body was stuck on it, looking pitiful and funny.

There was a long green arrow stuck in his chest, his stiff arms were raised above his head, and he seemed to be wiping the sweat from his brow before he died.

Although Viscount Burt has always yearned to become a blood race, he is still a human until his death, so the types of things in the space gem are much richer than the blood race.

Cynthia just glanced at it, her brows relaxed, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"What are you doing?" Betty had noticed Cynthia's strange behavior a long time ago, and she couldn't hold back her curiosity after holding back for a long time, and ran over to ask.

She still remembered that the silver-haired protoss cut off the chain easily. Betty felt that there was a mysterious veil covering this person, which always attracted her to approach.

"I'll see if there's anything usable in their space gem." Cynthia took out a piece of soft bread from Viscount Burt's space gem, and blinked her golden eyes playfully, "Look, food."

She said how could the Viscount Ebert's size be made by drinking blood, the food contained in this space gem can almost feed hundreds of people for a week.

In addition to these foods, there were also a lot of soft clothes. Cynthia took out a white cloak with softer fur and put it on. The long silver hair hung down softly behind her. The dark and yellowish sky didn't seem to affect her. Betty stared blankly at Cynthia, unexpectedly having the absurd idea that the person in front of her was glowing.

She shook her head, put aside this strange thought, and asked with interest: "Is there anything else in it?"

Cynthia rummaged for a while, and took out a ruby ​​necklace, with a delicate expression, "And this."

There are also many gemstones and gold nuggets of various colors inside.

Sure enough, no matter how bad the living environment is, human beings still cannot give up on this kind of thing.

The ruby ​​was clear and attractive, lying in Cynthia's palm, making her complexion even fairer.

Betty was stunned for a moment, and reached out to take the ruby ​​necklace. She held the gemstone with her index finger and thumb and lifted it up slightly. She squinted her eyes and looked at the dark cloud-covered sky through the gemstone.

The dark and gloomy sky was dyed a faint red in her vision. Betty didn't know what to think of, the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, and her tone became obviously gentle, "When I was young, I secretly read the ancient books in the clan, I found out that the former Startu Continent was not what it is now."

Cynthia glanced sideways at Betty, and asked with a smile, "What's that like?"

"In the past, there was both light and darkness in the Startu Continent. Different races lived in their respective territories without interfering with each other, including humans and blood races."

"Although there are often monsters haunting the Staru Continent, they will soon be eliminated by the gods. Although the gods often have conflicts and occasionally initiate wars, they are very protective of this continent."

Betty put down the ruby ​​and stared at her feet with downcast eyes, her tone suddenly became low, "But God finally gave up on the Startu Continent."

Cynthia has always wanted to know the history of this continent, but she never found the opportunity. Now that Betty brought it up, she certainly would not miss it, "Why did God give up this continent?"

"I don't know. The ancient books only record that they left Staru Continent to go to God's Realm, and did not mention the reason." Betty frowned, her tone was not as relaxed as before, but also filled with anger and dissatisfaction, "Probably they are leaving Previously, sealing all the blood races of the first generation was their last kindness to Startu Continent."

But what's the use?

After the gods left, the Startu Continent collapsed, the sky collapsed, the rivers stopped flowing, and the harsh climate was no longer suitable for human survival. Even the elves and werewolves were affected to some extent. Only the vampires, no matter how bad the environment, They all adapt quickly.

Even though the gods sealed the first generation of blood races, under the leadership of the second generation, the blood races quickly took control of the Sistatu continent, feeding on blood, and all races became their prey.

Hundreds of years after the gods left, it was the darkest time in Startu Continent. Humans and witches struggled to survive and escape in the pursuit of blood races. Werewolves and elves were the only races that could compete with blood races. , they can only stay in the territory to avoid the edge temporarily, as for the most mysterious descendants of the protoss in the rumors, they are actually poor fugitives.

No one knows when the descendants of the god race appeared. It seems that when they were first discovered, the Startu Continent had already fallen into the hands of the blood race.

Moreover, the number of protoss is even smaller than that of werewolves and elves. Apart from the fact that their blood is very popular among vampires, no one knows what abilities they have.

More than 100 years ago, I don't know if the blood clan started to feel tired. Ten clans headed by the Fanzhuo clan chose to withdraw from Sistatu and returned to the blood domain, but there were one or two clans that refused to leave and continued to cause chaos in Sistatu.

However, the large-scale evacuation of the blood race still gave other races some room to survive.

"Statu Continent shouldn't always be like this." Betty sighed and said in a low voice, "I want to change it."

After she finished speaking, she touched her nose in embarrassment. Betty didn't know why she talked so much with someone she just met. She glanced at Cynthia secretly and asked in a low voice: "You will think my thoughts are very strange. Is it ridiculous?"

When she talked about this with the elders in the clan, she was always laughed at for being too naive.

Cynthia shook her head and smiled softly: "No." If no one in this continent has such an idea, then this continent will never change.

Received encouragement from Cynthia, which made Betty a little happy. She touched the ruby, swept away the depression in her heart, and said with a helpless smile: "Unfortunately, I am too weak, and I was taken away as soon as I left the territory."

In fact, being caught was a big blow to Betty, but after seeing those elves, hope was rekindled in her heart, and their witch clan would also grow up.

Cynthia didn't know what was going on in her mind. Seeing her depressed face, she comforted her and said, "It's okay, I was also arrested by your friend."

"Although it was a bit thrilling, we are still alive."

Betty, who had just inquired about Cynthia's identity with Chelsea, already knew how they met. She shook her head and chuckled, trying to defend her friend, "Actually, Chelsea is not such a cold-blooded person."

She just asked, and Chelsea said that the reason why she took Cynthia away was because she was curious about seeing the Protoss for the first time, and secondly...she wanted to find someone to guide her.

As for whether she would hand over Cynthia to confirm where they were locked up, it was actually not a last resort, and Chelsea would not use such a bad method.

They didn't know that Betty and Cynthia were talking about their own Chelsea. Seeing that the humans had already gathered almost, they waved to the two of them, indicating that they could leave.

It was impossible for them to take these humans with them all the time. Betty took out the map and studied for a while, and decided to send these people to Snooker Valley.

There is some distance between Snooch Valley and Nobby City. It is very remote and few blood races step in. If you are lucky, these human beings living there will not be easy to be found.

However, taking more than 1000 people to Snooch Valley is also a very difficult task.

Not long after they left the small town of Ston, when they were trying to pass through a dense forest, they encountered three seven-generation blood clans wandering in the forest.

These blood races came here looking for their breath. Seeing this dark group of people, instead of feeling threatened, they became excited, "Did I break into the banquet held in Nobi City?"

A gray-haired vampire glanced greedily at the crowd. When he saw Cynthia and the others behind the crowd, he paused, his nose twitched a few times, and said in surprise, "...Bruch? No...the smell is a bit strange. "

Bruhe is the clan that is best at fighting among the blood clans, and their temper is not very good. Even in the seventh and eighth generations, they are much stronger than other clans.

Many blood clans don't want to meet the blood clan of this clan.

The cloth bag that Chelsea gave to Cynthia has lost its aura after a long time, so even the seventh-generation blood family has noticed something is wrong.

When the vampires hesitated, Chelsea lifted the staff hidden under the cloak slightly, and she lowered her head and chanted a spell in a low voice.

Betty and the other witches were the same as Chelsea, gray mist appeared above their heads, and the mist slowly condensed into a human shape, with huge palms grabbing towards the blood race.

"It's a witch." The instant the gray mist appeared, some vampires recognized their identities. The vampires dodged to avoid the gray shadows, remembering that the blood of witches was rumored to be very sweet, and the greed in their eyes became more intense.

The gray mist shrouded the top of the head to form an enchantment. Cynthia pushed up the hood and looked thoughtfully at Chelsea and Betty beside her.

They chanted the incantation in a very low voice. Cynthia listened attentively and tried to repeat a few words, but it didn't work. The palms suddenly became hot.

There was white light lingering around her fingertips, and Cynthia looked at it curiously for a while, and also wanted to condense the white light into a gray shadow, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find the trick.

Judging from the Silver Knight who was ignited by the white light and turned into ashes, the Protoss didn't have any abilities, but she didn't have any relevant memories in her mind, so she couldn't find a way to use them.

It is necessary to find other protoss. This continent is too dangerous. Without the ability to protect oneself, the shadow of death hanging over her head cannot be dispelled. Cynthia doesn't think her luck will be so good every time.

As long as they are not of the sixth generation of blood, the witchcraft of Chelsea and Betty can still be dealt with, but it will take longer.

When Chelsea and Betty were directing the gray shadows to entangle the blood clan, several witches put down their staffs and took out many materials that Cynthia didn't know, squatting on the ground and quickly sorting and merging them. Their hands were so fast that Cynthia was dazzled.

"Hurry up." Betty stopped the spell and urged in a low voice.

A witch carefully poured the ground powder on the ground and drew a small magic circle, "Okay, northwest."

Chelsea and Betty commanded the gray shadow to drag the vampire to the position where the magic circle was activated. Cynthia glanced at another vampire who was alone, and reminded in a low voice, "There is another one on the right."

Chelsea nodded, and was about to direct the gray shadow to go, but another gray shadow appeared from nowhere, knocked her gray shadow away, and then rushed fiercely at the blood race.

Chelsea paused her hand and frowned displeasedly.

"What's the matter?" Cynthia keenly noticed Chelsea's abnormality and asked.

Chelsea didn't speak. Betty suddenly put down her staff and shouted in surprise, "It's Eunice."

After the gray shadow that appeared suddenly threw the blood race down, a gray-eyed girl in a red robe came out from the woods. With a dagger in her hand, she boldly walked up to the blood race that was entangled by the gray shadow. In front of him, he actually wanted to insert a dagger into the blood race's chest.

However, the blood race's speed and reaction were far superior to the witch's. Eunice's attack was unsuccessful but was scratched by the blood race's arm. The blood stained her sleeves. The pain distorted Eunice's expression, "Damn it."

Chelsea moved her fingers expressionlessly, and another gray shadow entangled and pushed the blood race into the magic circle. A black light flashed above the magic circle, and the blood race trapped inside disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Cynthia looked at the direction where the blood race disappeared, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "Where is the person?"

"It was teleported away." Chelsea put down the staff and explained: "This is a small teleportation array. The teleportation location is unknown, but it should be far away from us."

The sorcery and magic circles they practiced are too few that can directly kill the enemy, and almost all of them are life-saving means.

"Who told you to teleport him away, Chelsea." Eunice stared gloomily at the blood that had already flowed to her palm, and gritted her teeth: "He hurt me, I'm going to take out his heart and chop it up."

"It's too troublesome." Chelsea replied lightly: "It's easier this way."

Eunice snorted coldly, and said with disdain: "Cowardly." She stared at Chelsea coldly, and suddenly shifted her gaze to look at Cynthia next to her, narrowing her eyes, and said in a strange tone, "Protoss?"

Eunice saw through Chelsea's witchcraft of changing the color of Cynthia's pupils.

Cynthia faced Eunice's malicious sizing, just smiled slightly, and said softly: "Hi, my name is Cynthia, I am..." Her eyes turned between Chelsea and Betty, and she chose the latter , "Betty's friend."

Betty came out in time to ease the atmosphere. She put away her staff and ran to Eunice's side. Looking at her arm, she said worriedly: "The blood race is so dangerous, what are you doing?"

She held Eunice's arm carefully, "Let me bandage it for you."

Facing Betty, Eunice was not so hostile. She sat down as Betty wanted, and pinched Betty with her other hand dishonestly to check if she was injured. She pretended to be angry and said, "Let's If you didn't wait for me to join you, you deserved it if you were caught."

Her words were not very polite, but her tone was much more intimate than before.

Cynthia rubbed her chin, and seeing Eunice's obviously different attitudes when facing Chelsea and Betty, she said with some amusement: "Aren't you friends? She doesn't seem to like you very much."

Eunice leaned on Betty's shoulder and watched her bandage herself, occasionally glancing in their direction with hostility.

Cynthia felt that this hostility was definitely not aimed at her.

"We're not friends." Chelsea said coldly, "I don't like her either."

After she finished speaking, she was silent for a while, then complained in a low voice: "She's just crazy."

She, Betty, and Eunice grew up together, but from the moment they met, she and Eunice hated each other.

Eunice was too extreme for Chelsea's liking.

Although Cynthia and Eunice met for the first time, she agreed with Chelsea's words and said with a smile: "It does look crazy."

While they were talking, a little girl less than ten years old ran out from where Eunice came out. The red robe on her body was cut by a tree branch, and there were scars on her face. She looked very embarrassed.

The little girl rubbed her sore leg, looking up for something, she didn't stop until she saw Betty, put down her hands and ran towards her.

Cynthia looked at the back of the little girl and asked in doubt: "This is..."

"Eunice's sister, Camille." Chelsea looked away and said blankly, "What a bad day."

She would rather face the six generations of blood clan than get along with these two people.