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During this period of time in the Slade sea area, the witch clan who had been seriously injured had almost taken a break. Although the choice to leave was partly due to the dispute between Anderson and the Protoss, the final decision was indeed after careful consideration.

They cannot only care about their own safety, and abandon those tribesmen who are still in dire straits.

The development of the Protoss forces seems to be rapid, but in fact it is not stable.

Being able to take them in at their most embarrassing and difficult time has already moved the witches very much. In terms of rescuing the tribe, the witches did not want to seek help from the Protoss.

Equality and mutual assistance are allies, and the witch race cannot always hide under the umbrella of the god race.

Even when humans started to take up weapons to protect themselves and their people, the witch clan would not become timid and shrink back because of some setbacks.

However, strength can give people a sense of security more than determination.

And strength is an umbrella that no one can take away.

Witchcraft and magic circle require patience and time to study, but dark magic is easy to get started, and at the same time, it is more aggressive.

Unable to guard the territory where the witches have lived for thousands of years, unable to guard the clansmen who get along with each other day and night, unable to get rid of the sharp knife hanging above the head all the time, this seems to be uneasy about losing their lives at any time, which dilutes Elder Hetty's prestige in the hearts of the witches .

Continuing to study less powerful witchcraft and turning to practice dark spells that can become powerful in a short period of time, the balance in the hearts of witches began to tilt towards the latter for the first time.

After all, the only way to truly escape danger is to kill the enemy.

However, although Morgan and Garcia became interested in the power of darkness, they had a bottom line in their hearts and still disagreed with Anderson's actions.

It is not necessary to follow Anderson's path to practice the power of darkness.

In the remote and hidden valley, the witches gathered together in small groups to discuss something in low voices. Occasionally, a few words about the power of darkness reached Chelsea's ears. She leaned on the mountain wall with her arms crossed. , looking calmly at the witches not far away, wondering what he was thinking.

Betty walked towards Chelsea with Eunice, holding a piece of parchment full of spells in her hand, her clear eyes were now infected with hesitation and melancholy, she was a few steps away from Chelsea He stopped, pondered for a while, and then asked, "Do you need this?"

She gestured to Chelsea for the parchment in her hand, pursed her lips and said, "This is the spell of the dark spell recorded by Eunice."

The power of darkness is no longer a scourge in the hearts of witches. Betty watched the people around her begin to study dark magic, and her heart began to waver. Seeing this, Eunice, who had always wanted Betty to practice dark magic, directly used the spell she had developed. wrote a copy to her.

However, although Betty was shaken, she hadn't really made a decision yet. She wanted to hear Chelsea's opinion before making a decision.

Chelsea, who was immersed in her own thoughts, regained her senses slightly. She looked up at Betty for a while, and reached out to her silently.

Betty was a little surprised, but still handed the parchment to Chelsea.

Betty knew Chelsea's aversion to dark spells. She was worried that Chelsea would be angry, but she didn't expect her to accept it so calmly.

Chelsea looked down at the spell on the parchment, as if she knew what Betty was thinking, she said lightly: "It's not that you will be confused if you practice the power of darkness."

After she finished speaking, she paused, raised her eyes and glanced at the witch in the valley, and said in a low voice, "But this is not the only way we can go."

It was a conversation between Cynthia and the Elf Queen, which Chelsea had remembered to this day.

It's just...the witch tribe finally took this path.

Betty turned her head to look at Elder Kana who was discussing dark magic with the witches, and sighed, "Are we really going to practice dark magic?"

Chelsea folded the parchment and put it inside the space gem. Her slightly lowered eyes concealed the confusion inside. She did not answer directly, but said, "...I will not give up witchcraft."

Whether obsessive or stupid, she just wanted to prove to other witches that witchcraft is not weak, and it is not inferior to dark magic.

Although Morgan and Garcia started to get in touch with the power of darkness, they did not accept the experience taught by Anderson at all, and only explored it by themselves.

The disgusted Anderson wasn't angry either. I don't know if Garcia and Morgan scolded him severely for using humans to summon monsters before, so they are rare and honest now.

When the other two races were studying the power of darkness, they took on the task of patrolling and guarding.

Since Betty knew that Witch Anderson had been killing humans indiscriminately, she didn't pay much attention to Camille. Although Camille was very sad, her sadness was replaced by joy when she thought that Betty no longer revolved around the Protoss. For such a boring task as patrolling, she jumped up and down with joy on her face.

The only bad thing is that they are now being strictly guarded by Garcia and Morgan, and they can no longer kill people at will like before.

If you can't kill people, you can only retreat to catch some animals to study dark magic.

Camille was half-kneeling by a stream, humming a little song while skillfully handling the dead antelope on the ground. Her hands were covered with blood, but she felt that the sticky touch was very comfortable.

She picked up a stone and carved a small formation on the ground, then dug out the antelope's heart and put it in the eye of the formation, and carefully smeared all the blood on it, before chanting the spell in a low voice.

The dark breath began to condense on the formation, and Camille raised her hand to touch her chin, but her blood-stained face was full of dissatisfaction.

The condensed power of darkness is too little, and the blood and internal organs of animals are not comparable to humans. Camille pulled the weeds on the ground a little angrily, and suddenly there was a creaking sound in her ears.

Camille paused, looked down at the skeleton mouse at her feet, her expression was a little subtle, she raised her head and scanned the surroundings, then fixed her gaze on a certain place, raised an innocent smile, and said, "Who is it? ? Are you playing hide and seek with me?"

The sound of the wind was silent for a second, and then reappeared together with the sound of chaotic footsteps.

Several figures in black robes appeared in Camille's field of vision. Camille looked at them curiously, and reached out to hug the skeleton mouse at his feet.

The headed man in black robe took off the hood on his head, his long gray hair was hanging down on his chest, and the gray eyes of the same color as his hair made her look a little strange. She looked down at Camille and said slowly, "Witch Anderson?"

Camille looked up at Maia, blinked, thought of something and suddenly said: "I know who you are! You are the Xitai family that the Protoss has been searching for, right?"

"It's so pitiful, they all escaped here."

The wizard behind Maia's face darkened, and he stood up and said grimly, "You're courting death."

Camille grinned at the wizard who was talking, "It's a shame that you only bully children."

"you……"

Maiya raised her hand to restrain the wizard who was about to attack, she glanced around and asked, "Where are your people?"

Camille lowered her head and stroked the skeleton mouse, "Why should I tell you?"

Maiya frowned, but thinking of her purpose of coming here, she could only speak again, "I heard that you witches have developed a teleportation array?"

"Help us get out of here." Maiya glanced at the dark magic circle in front of Camille, and said lightly, "I can give you some dark magic spells."

Being delayed by some things and not meeting with Iman, Maiya and the others saved their lives. However, the Protoss never gave up searching for them, and with the help of werewolves, they were hiding and almost couldn't hold on.

Maia took out a piece of parchment and handed it to Camille, saying, "You can't make a decision, so you can ask your elders."

Camille said dissatisfiedly: "Do you look down on me?"

Maiya paused for a moment, then denied: "No." She looked at Camille seriously, and asked, "Your name?"

Camille, who was studying with the parchment, rolled her eyes, smiled suddenly, and said slyly, "My name is Eunice."

She touched her face and repeated, grinning, "Eunice."

Maiya didn't know why Camille repeated it twice, she nodded casually and asked, "Do you know how to use the teleportation array?"

"Of course." Camille stood up from the ground and said with her lips curled up, "But this spell is not enough."

Maia exchanged glances with the wizard beside her, then took out a few parchments and handed them to her.

It was not difficult for Elvira to sneak into Pegle and draw a map of the temple of the giant god. The next morning, the map recording the location of the temple, its internal structure and the distribution of blood races was sent to Cynthia. People can't fault it.

Olivia unfolded the map and glanced at it, then said lightly, "Let Polly go with you."

The blood race has been in Pegel for an unknown how long, and the dark magic circle in the giant god's temple is probably almost completed. Cynthia knows that she can't pose any threat to a second-generation blood race with her own power of light. Therefore, she simply turned her target to the temple.

After all, the purpose of her visit this time is also for the temple.

Knowing that Olivia was worried about herself, Cynthia did not refuse her proposal, but nodded and smiled: "Okay, don't worry about me."

"After destroying the dark magic circle in the temple, I will join you."

Olivia raised her eyes and glanced at Cynthia, but she looked away when she looked over. She returned the map to Cynthia and said, "Helen and I will destroy the blood field first, and you can sneak in at this time." Pegel, the blood race should not notice you."

There was still a while before departure, and Olivia couldn't help but say a few more words, "Adriatic will definitely send a vampire to guard the temple, and if there is any danger, I can hand it over to Polly, and the vampire like Elvira , you have to be vigilant against her at all times."

It was rare to hear Olivia say so much. Cynthia did not interrupt, but listened carefully and attentively. Her smiling eyes stayed on Olivia's face and did not move away for a long time. .

But a cold and domineering dark atmosphere suddenly appeared and broke the warm atmosphere between them. The clear sky above was shrouded in a blood-colored thick fog that appeared from nowhere. stopped.

Olivia's face suddenly became serious. She looked up at the blood mist and frowned, "This is the blood domain of the second-generation blood."

They were found?

But they all restrained their breath on purpose, and to prevent being discovered, they didn't even get too close to Peggle, and kept a safe distance on purpose.

It was impossible for Adriatic to notice their arrival.

Cynthia's brows also slowly frowned, and Adriatic approached them first, which directly disrupted their plans.

"It's the second-generation blood from Pegel." Helen and Joanna appeared beside Olivia and Cynthia, the latter staring at the direction where the blood mist was thickest, with a heavy tone, "He blocked the space around us .”

Breaking through the blood domain from the outside and being trapped by the blood domain to break through are two different concepts.

In the blood domain, their strength will be weakened.

Olivia raised her hand slightly, and a light green longbow appeared in her hand. She touched the silver bowstring, and said coldly, "He can't block it."

Joanna glanced at her and said softly, "That's right, even the blood domain of the second-generation blood family can't stop Her Majesty's bow and arrow."

Olivia looked at the figure that had already appeared in sight, but did not respond to Joanna's compliment.

Elvira, who was the most sensitive to Adriatic's breath, sensed it before the blood field enveloped her. Sitting on the tree, she was also surprised that Adriatic found the werewolf and elf in her heart.

Adriatic is not a smart vampire.

She licked her lips, glanced casually at the crowd below, with an intriguing expression.

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