The battle has gradually died down.
The once peaceful Rutheran Village has now become a terrifying dead zone.
In the entire elven village and the surrounding several kilometers, there was no longer any living creature whose head was more than 5 centimeters. Especially in the area where the fighting was most intense, not only did the animals disappear without a trace, but even most of the green plants were devoured, leaving behind a daunting scar.
At some point, an eagle soared high in the blue sky.
It circled around the village of Ruseran many times, and finally couldn't hold back the restlessness in its heart and plunged into the sky.
Flapping its strong wings, the eagle quickly moved through the forest, pulling high and low from time to time, avoiding the branches of ancient trees and lush vines that rushed towards it. Finally, with a flash of light in front of his eyes, it has passed through the dense forest and the low cliff to the secluded valley where Rutheran Village is located.
The first sight of the head-on eagle made the eagle's mind agitated, and it almost lost control and hit a withered old tree. The eagle quickly circled around, landed on the ground smoothly, and then recovered its human form after a strange twist and deformation.
Soph is a Tier 1 druid from Tianshui City.
And his daily task is to inspect the dozen or so elven villages around the Iron Tree Forest, and Rutheran Village is undoubtedly one of them.
Although the population of Rutheran Village is small, but because it is adjacent to the Ironwood Forest, the ironwood that is abundant here is also a relatively important strategic resource for the Elven Kingdom. Ironwood is one of the main materials for making high-strength elf longbows. For the elf kingdom with many archers, its value is not insignificant!
Almost every four or five days, Suofu would come here to make a tour, find a few old friends to drink tea and chat with. And he has a deep admiration for the female elf Felin who works as an archery instructor in Ruseran Village, and he is in the process of pursuing it crazily, so he runs here more and more diligently.
But today, when he came here, what he saw was a devastated scene after the great war!
In the valley, all the green has almost disappeared.
The earth also seemed to have been ravaged, with signs of brokenness and cracks everywhere.
The tall and ancient trees are all withered and withered, their roots are exposed, and they can no longer feel any vitality and vitality.
A particularly tall ancient tree fell down in the center of the village. Its broken body seemed to have been gnawed by some kind of creature. The soft heart of the tree had been hollowed out, almost becoming an empty shell.
Azali... is Azali, one of the two dryads in Rutheran Village!
Seeing the tragic death of Azali, Soph's heart trembled.
If even Asali could be killed in battle, it would be even harder for the rest of the elves to survive!
So... so film...
Sof, who knew the surroundings of the iron tree forest like the back of his hand, immediately judged that this was definitely not some unusually ferocious beast that came to the village, but was invaded by the outside world. Combined with the recent battle report from the elf army that Tianshui City received, Sof dared to assert that those who appeared here must be those ferocious and evil witches from other worlds.
According to the normal situation, Sof should quickly leave here at this time, rush back to Tianshui City 1600 miles away to report the situation, and let the elf commander dispatch more helpers, and a more powerful druid master to investigate and track the enemy whereabouts.
But thinking about Ferlin's whereabouts, Suofu hesitated for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and broke into this terrifying battlefield.
The enemy may have been away for a while!
Although traces of fierce battles can be seen everywhere on the ground and trees, it is difficult to find any survivors, not even a slightly larger animal. This makes his 'animal talk' professional skill useless.
Although he can also communicate with the surrounding vegetation and ancient trees, these plants only have simple and crude thinking. Apart from the two simple words "enemy... bug...", it is impossible to provide more and more detailed information. up.
In the woodland, Sof also picked up a lot of broken black insect shells.
He carefully packed the only 'clue' left by these enemies into his bag, ready to go back and submit it.
Suddenly, on the towering tree hall platform, there was a faint movement.
This couldn't help but make Suo Fu feel extremely nervous.
He clenched the long oak staff in his hand, blessed himself with a 'tree skin technique', and then bravely rushed up to the platform.
But the eye-catching scene on the platform almost made him tear up!
This seems to be the main battlefield of the battle, and Nuoda's wooden platform is full of blood and scratches. And at the corner of the platform near the tree hall, a female elf with a broken arm was stripped naked, pierced with an arrow through her chest and hung on a tree trunk.
Her body is white and smooth, the pigeon is tall and straight, her head hangs limply, and her face is covered by long messy hair. The blood flowing from her naked body gathered at her feet to form a blood-colored lake. Due to too long time, the blood solidified into dark red blood stains, which was shocking to watch.
Apart from her, no other elves' corpses could be seen on the platform.
It's film!
Almost instantly, Soph recognized the identity of the female elf!
He rushed over excitedly, but before he could touch Feilin's body, the wind above his head and on both sides was bad. Four or five black figures rushed out from the hiding place, aiming at the lost young druid.
Relying on the natural protection on his body and the long oak staff in his hand, Sof staggered to resist a few times, and finally struggled to get out of the ambush circle of the demonized mantis.
He rushed to the edge of the platform in one breath, slammed the oak staff in his hand, and threw a handful of strange plant seeds at the same time. As a green magic halo flashed by, those plant seeds flying in the air swelled and grew into terrifying thorny vines in an instant, binding the four demonized praying mantises that were chasing after them one by one. in place.
Of course, such a 'thorn bondage' is difficult to trap the demonized praying mantis for a long time.
The demonized praying mantises waved their terrifying sickle-shaped forelimbs, and almost instantly chopped the thorny vines into pieces all over the ground.
Relying on the short time won by the thorn vine man, Sof quickly twisted and deformed, wanting to turn into an eagle and soar into the sky again.
But at the moment when his 'transfiguration' was about to be completed, the wind rushed from behind, and an extremely sharp praying mantis forelimb pierced his right chest, nailing him firmly to the platform floor.
Immediately, the back of the head was hit hard, and Suof passed out without saying a word.
...
On the spacious and flat platform of the tree hall, strange shapes and figures had already gathered at some point.
Mary, who hadn't seen her face for a long time, stood proudly in the front row in a blood-red battle armor, and behind her were three blood knights headed by Soros. The old fox Wenlier still had the appearance of a middle-aged nobleman, accompanying Mary with a smile on his face.
The positions further back were full of thirteen or four forest elves. There are men and women, all of them are handsome, upright, and heroic. But at this moment, they all had blood-red eyes and fierce eyes, and two sharp blood-sucking fangs protruded from their upper lips, giving them a ferocious look.
The group of forest elves who were captured by Mary and turned into blood slaves were all carefully selected. The ones with the worst combat power also had Tier 1 strength, while there were 2 Tier 2 powers.
After the blood-sucking transformation, the original natural power in their bodies has now been transformed into blood-line witch power. They are no longer the forest elves they used to be, but a strange species that has never appeared on the plane of Faen-blood elves.
The direct consequence of such a bloodline transformation is that the combat power of the blood elves who were originally sword dancers or archers did not decrease too much. On the contrary, because they have the ability of blood-sucking regeneration and blood-sucking attack, the level of fear in battle soars. .
On the contrary, the original caster, druid or elf mage, after being transformed into a blood elf, all the natural spells he had mastered were lost, leaving only a pitiful 'blood bomb'.
It seems that if she wants to have more spellcasters in her subordinates, Mary needs to give these guys more time to slowly explore the new bloodline witchcraft.
Fortunately, Mary had already transformed herself into a pure-blooded vampire when she advanced to the second level of the wizarding world. In this way, most of the blood shackles on her head were removed. At least until she advances to Tier 3, she no longer has to worry about this problem!
The biggest benefit to her after converting into a pure blood vampire is that the number of blood descendants that her soul can bear has more than doubled. This also means that the number of blood slaves she can concoct will be as high as 30, and the number of lower-level blood-sucking derivatives will be as high as 200.
If she releases authority and allows her blood slaves to concoct vampire derivatives as she pleases, then as the blood queen at the top of the pyramid, she can directly or indirectly control 1000-2000 bloodline creatures.
A pure blood vampire can control a terrifying vampire army, and a family of vampires can even control a medium-sized human kingdom.
However, this kind of behavior rarely happens in the wizarding world. One of the main reasons is that it is difficult to find such a large number of high-quality intelligent races. If the vampires lowered their requirements and tried to find ways to embrace those weak humans, even if they could pull up a large army in a short period of time, they would not be able to stand up to a large attacking witchcraft of the enemy.
Besides, the first embrace needs to consume the original blood of the vampire!
Consuming the precious original blood on some inferior creatures will not only fail to help him become stronger, but will also drag down his accumulation of strength in disguise.
Therefore, as cannon fodder, vampire derivatives can lower the standard a little bit, but blood slaves who have established a blood relationship with themselves must be cautious when choosing, and must not be easily embraced.