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The forbidden area has its own enchantment, and the aggressive dark atmosphere and raging winds have not affected this place. The stream under the tree of life is still flowing quietly, and the green grass on the bank exudes infinite vitality. Cynthia His gaze was withdrawn from Adelie's body, and he was meditating while stroking the staff in his hand with his drooping eyes, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of the wooden table placed by the stream from the corner of his eyes, and subconsciously raised his eyes to look over.

When she was a guest of the elves before, she spent most of the time in the forbidden area with Olivia, and she was no stranger to the layout here. This sudden extra wooden table distracted her attention.

Olivia often stays here in the forbidden area, so it is normal to have a wooden table for drinking nectar or resting. Cynthia glanced at it and was about to look away, but stopped when she saw the things on the table up.

It was a wreath that had just been half-woven, and there were slender branches next to it. If there was no "disturbance" from the blood race, it might have been woven, and I don't know who would wear it on top of the head.

Cynthia raised her hand to touch her hair, her calm and indifferent eyes gradually softened, she seemed to see Olivia's appearance when weaving this wreath, serious and focused, even though her expression was still cold, she caressed, The fingers that handle the branches are absolutely gentle.

She is quite different from her who is powerful and dazzling when facing the vampires, but she also attracts Cynthia.

She didn't seem to want to wait any longer. Cynthia walked over to pick up the wreath and looked at it for a while, then put it away, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she received one flower basket after another, maybe she should take the initiative.

After Olivia took Talia and other blood races away, the pressure from the dark force in the forbidden area dropped sharply, but the reduction did not mean disappearance. A red blood knife slammed on the barrier with a loud sound ring.

Cynthia looked up and swung the staff with her right hand. The golden flame flew out of the barrier and collided with the blood knife. The two sides faced each other for a moment, but both disappeared.

There was only one figure left to see through the blood mist, and when Cynthia saw that Adelie was not following Talia, the smile on the corner of her lips deepened a lot.

She didn't bring the witches of the Morgan family here to deal with those three or four generations of blood.

Adeli is the only one left in the second-generation blood family. It is a bit troublesome for him to break the barrier of the forbidden area. Adeli narrowed his eyes after seeing the blood knife being offset by the bright flames, and snorted coldly. He turned his head Looking at a certain place, raised his hand slightly, and the power of darkness rushed over as if intending to tear some camouflage.

But the power of darkness hadn't found its target, and the bright flames in the forbidden area suddenly disappeared, and the silver-haired protoss walked out of the barrier under Eddie's surprised eyes.

Cynthia stood outside the barrier, only a thin layer of golden light shrouded her body to counteract the raging wind and cold darkness for her.

Her figure was slender and tall, but she looked a little thin in the strong wind, looking very weak.

However, the Protoss are indeed weak. Aside from those disgusting light spells, they are no different from weak humans, as if they can be torn apart by moving their fingers. Eddie floated in the air and looked down. Cynthia, the silver-haired protoss was still looking at her, with his head slightly raised, the slender neck exposed in his field of vision, and with the superior eyesight of the vampire, Adriatic could even see the blood vessels under the fair skin.

This protoss was provoking him, and Adelie laughed back angrily. He had already forgotten the power of darkness just thrown out, and his figure rushed down like lightning.

When Adriatic rushed towards Cynthia, the dark force he had just thrown finally found its target, but before it could tear apart a certain concealment barrier, an invisible force suddenly appeared and swallowed it in one bite.

The hidden barrier trembled for a moment, then became silent again.

Cynthia, who was raising her staff and chanting a spell, keenly sensed the slight fluctuation, frowned and glanced in the direction from which the fluctuation came, but she didn't see anything unusual.

The dangerous aura was approaching her, so Cynthia could only look away and concentrate on chanting spells. The dazzling power of light soared, forming barriers in front of Cynthia, hindering Adriatic's attack.

Behind the concealment barrier, Joanna crossed her arms, stroking her sleeves with her fingers, and was looking at Cynthia in the golden light thoughtfully. Edley wanted to tear off their concealment barrier to force them out. Help, but Joanna doesn't want to go out in this muddy water right now.

Although they would have to kill the protoss if they wanted to snatch the tree of life, for some reason, Joanna always felt that now was not a good time.

Wait a little longer, Joanna's eyes are deep, she has waited for so long, not short of this time.

At least wait until she can confirm Olivia's defeat...

As a second-generation blood clan, even though Le Senbai is not the clan that is best at fighting, relying on his second-generation coercion alone is enough to strangle enemies who are weaker than him, even the two races of elves and werewolves There is no escape from this fate.

The protoss, who were once called "weak" together with humans, are a race that can be dealt with at will in Adriatic's mind. Although Cynthia is a bit special, Adriatic still doesn't pay much attention to her.

Seeing Jin Guangzhong's figure getting closer and closer, as if he could pinch the neck of the protoss hiding inside with his hand, a nasty smile flashed across Adelie's face, and he shook Jin Guang with his right hand, tearing Jin Guang apart. The other hand reached in and went straight for Cynthia's neck.

However, when his fingers passed through the neck of the Protoss, they only touched the air. Adriatic paused, and the figure of the silver-haired Protoss suddenly disappeared under his gaze. The flames engulfed him instantly.

Cynthia appeared behind the cage, she calmly threw away the scroll in her hand, and continued to chant the spell.

After all, Adelli is a second-generation blood clan, and ordinary light spells have no effect on him. Cynthia is calculating the spell's chanting time in her heart, while calmly observing the movements of Adelie who is trapped in the cage. The bright spar at the top of the staff flashed and flashed, continuously spreading the power of light outward.

The power of light and the power of darkness are natural enemies, and Cynthia has many teleportation scrolls in her hands. This kind of scroll is her failure when making the teleportation scroll. It can only be teleported for a short distance. , but at this time it showed effectiveness.

Relying on the scroll and the staff in their hands, Cynthia and Adriatic stalemate for a long time, but they were not at a disadvantage. Even Joanna, who was secretly observing, was surprised.

She had never underestimated Cynthia, but she never imagined that she could hold back a second-generation vampire for such a long time.

This kind of high-frequency use of light spells, it is reasonable to say that the spiritual power should have been unable to support it long ago, why this protoss still seems to be so comfortable, and even the face has not changed.

Joanna frowned, her eyes closely followed Cynthia's body, her eyes flickering.

The elder behind her also noticed that something was wrong with Cynthia, and asked in surprise, "Why is the spiritual power of this protoss so strong?"

The elves are good at natural spells, and they can be said to be the race with the most powerful spiritual power in the Staru Continent, but the frequency of using spells at such a high intensity, like Cynthia, has long been unable to support the best fighters.

Unless it's Olivia... But how could this protoss be compared with Olivia?

Joanna was silent and did not speak. An elder asked her if she wanted to make a move. She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, but she still hadn't made a decision. , broke out directly from the golden light, and came to Cynthia in an instant.

The feeling of being besieged by the power of light is not pleasant. There are many places on the clothes on Adelie's body. There are traces of charcoal, and the exposed palms are also burnt by the power of light.

Since the gods left Staru Continent, he hasn't been injured by the power of light for a long time. The injury on his palm is not serious, but it irritated him. Adriatic originally planned to catch this protoss to play slowly, but All he wanted now was to tear her to pieces.

The palm with the cold wind came straight to Cynthia's neck. Cynthia's hand holding the staff tightened, instinctively turned sideways to avoid it, and raised her arm to try to resist.

But with the strength and speed of the blood race, she couldn't dodge it casually. The staff in her hand was smashed into several pieces, and Adriatic's palm also caught Cynthia's shoulder.

Adriatic looked at the weak protoss who was close at Chi Chi, and sneered, intending to crush Cynthia's shoulder bones cruelly and tear off one of her arms, but as soon as his hand touched Cynthia's clothes, he was caught. A pure force of light receded, so strong that it even made his arm ache.

The staff broke, and the bright spar at the top fell to the ground. Cynthia's palm was cut by the broken staff, and bright red blood dripped down her palm. She looked down at the bright spar rolled to her feet, Bending down to pick it up, the blood smeared on the spar, making its smooth surface a bit chaotic.

Adriatic looked at his palm, his face was cloudy and uncertain. He raised his eyes and stared at Cynthia. The smell of blood stimulated him even more deeply. His scarlet eyes were so thick that they could drip blood. .

"A little protoss actually hurt me." Adriatic said through gritted teeth, "I've changed my mind. I'm going to suck your blood dry to appease my anger."

Cynthia held the bright spar in her hand, and smiled indifferently at Adelie's words, "You can try it."

A scroll suddenly appeared in her empty left hand. Cynthia shook the scroll away, raised her red lips, and said softly, "Find me first and then talk."

The scroll exuded soft light, wrapped Cynthia and disappeared in place.

Adriatic was stunned for a moment, watching the person disappear before his eyes made the anger on his face even worse, but soon he laughed contemptuously again, although Cynthia's aura was completely hidden, but the touch of her palm when she left The wound hadn't healed yet, and Adriatic soon smelled the smell of blood.

The territory of the elves is very large, and the silver-haired protoss fled a little far away, but this is not difficult for him. No race has dared to ignore the speed of their blood race.

This smell of blood was delicious, and Adriatic couldn't wait to use the blood of the silver-haired protoss to calm his anger.

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