It has to be said that in terms of killing skills and insidious means, the group of elves in front of them are as pure as a group of little white rabbits who have never experienced anything in the world.
Let them imagine the enemy to be extremely ferocious and cunning, but when they fight against the witches who came from across the border, they still want to vomit blood due to the endless schemes and schemes of the opponent.
At this time, the chasing and fleeing parties, obviously, the elves had the advantage in numbers and strength, so they should be out-and-out hunters. And the vampires, whose number is only one or two hundred, are complete prey. They should be preoccupied with how to avoid the pursuit of the elves. It is impossible, and they should not have the guts to turn back and bite the elves.
But I'm sorry, this group of vampires did the opposite, and even hid most of the elites in the pile of elf corpses, waiting for the fish to come to bite.
And this fish is the 'Crow's Mouth' who can bring great disaster to the vampire group, the second-level elf prophetess master Kimbell.
As the pile of corpses exploded, a large puff of thick blood mist instantly filled the entire venue, enveloping the area of tens of meters into darkness. And the squeaky vampire bats flew around like a group of headless flies, attacking every elf around them frantically.
But what was quite strange was that there was not even half a bat breaking in beside the elf prophetess!
If the enemy planned the attack, how could they miss the 'big guy' like the elf prophet
Master Jinbeier didn't know well, and while retreating quickly, he kept shaking the natural staff in his hand.
Brilliant green halos shone continuously on her body, and protective spells such as dense thorn armor, natural barrier, tree skin and natural protection quickly lingered around her side, dazzling spell fluorescence It's almost blinding to see.
As an elf prophet, although he lost most of his spellcasting ability, Master Kimbell still blessed himself with the most magic protection in the shortest time with the help of instant cast staff, magic items, spell scrolls and magic potions.
When he was under such strict magical protection, the heart of this master Kimbell was a little calmer. She took out a simple and old-fashioned powerful magic scroll from her waist with her backhand, and then narrowed her eyes carefully waiting for the enemy's attack.
She also has sufficient self-knowledge, knowing that it is impossible to escape the enemy's attack range with her 6 points of agility. So she simply protected herself tightly and waited quietly for her companions to rescue her.
Among the elves present today, there are as many as 21 Tier 2 fighters, and there is a Tier 3 druid elder, as long as...
Just as Master Jinbeier's mind turned halfway, a ghostly figure in the thick blood mist was already tightly attached to the outermost thorn armor. As the green ripples rippled, the two people in the arena hummed at the same time.
As a level 2 vampire wizard, Mary's current attack is basically a combination of blood energy, shadow energy, plus five physical attacks per second, which can almost output extremely terrifying attack damage in the shortest time.
In particular, blood energy is extremely corrosive and good at breaking magic protection, while shadow energy has the magic characteristic of ignoring defense, which is the basic content that magic assassins must master.
Therefore, in just a few seconds, Mary used compound attacks to break nearly 60% of the magic protection on Master Kimbell's body, and at the same time, the shadow energy penetrating through his body also drove the opponent's mouth into blood.
However, the thorn armor set by the prophetess also has the property of reflecting 30% of physical damage. Therefore, while Mary is quickly attacking the opponent, her blood is surging in her body, and the damage continues.
And this short period of time was enough for the elves and druids to react.
swipe swipe...
A large area of 'natural light' bursts out continuously in the venue.
Those elves and druids are all natural creatures, and naturally they will not be harmed by this 'natural light'. Only Mary and the vampire bats she brought belonged to the unnatural department, so those vampire derivatives that took human form raised their heads and hissed miserably, and were instantly 'purified' by the dense burst of green aura.
The druids are all on the periphery, and it is difficult to rush over for a while.
However, the recovery spells such as 'Rejuvenation', 'Protection from Evil', 'Healing Damage', etc., which they sent out so easily, were applied over and over again to Master Kimbell, the elf prophetess, instantly making the little damage she had just suffered unbearable. Flying with wings, the state is even better.
The druids roared loudly and rushed forward, some turned into violent bears, shaking the ground and rushed forward, some turned into huge eagles, and rushed to the sky with a long hiss, and some turned into vigorous cheetahs , disappeared abruptly into the air with just a leap forward...
The third-level druid elder really didn't expect that a second-level little witch would be so bold as to choose to assassinate the elf prophet right in front of his eyes. So at this moment, his entire dark green face was flushed with anger, and while he was striding forward, he vigorously swung the long oak staff in his hand.
Above the clearing in the forest, a thundercloud storm about the size of an acre was rapidly forming, and thunderbolts as thick as bowls slashed down from the tumbling thundercloud, aiming directly at the bloody figure who was madly chasing the elf prophetess. figure.
The Youyue Assassin leader who had made all the preparations regrettably appeared on the edge of the thundercloud. She originally wanted to use her speed to contain the vampire witch, but unfortunately, she was blocked by this third-level thundercloud storm.
These falling thunders can't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. Once she rushes in, she will also be attacked by thunder clouds!
With no other choice, Natasha turned around and rushed towards the vampires who were scattered around and prevented the elves from coming to rescue. With her level 2 strength, dealing with these vampire derivatives, which are no more than senior apprentices, is basically a one-shot kill, which is extraordinarily easy and joyful to kill.
In such a difficult situation, anyone would have thought that the vampire witch had to stay away temporarily, avoiding the sharpness of this wave of natural spells before attempting to assassinate her.
However, what they didn't expect was that the vampire witch didn't retreat even an inch, resisting the violent thundercloud and the pouring natural spells, completely adhering to the shield of the elf prophetess, attacking, attacking, and attacking with all her might …
The wild thunderclouds descended from the sky, and were reduced by half by the blood mist, but the remaining berserk magic energy still turned half of Mary's body into a piece of coke. Although Mary tried her best to dodge the raindrops of 'thorns', 'fairy fire', 'poison attack', 'spark'... but the dodge space is limited, she was still beaten bloody Spray, the mutilated body almost collapsed.
The elf prophetess hiding within layers of protection is still fine, but she, the hunter, is already dying!
However, there was only a thin layer of protection left on the body of the elf prophetess!
Just as the elves relaxed slightly and were about to make persistent efforts to take away that nasty vampire witch, that guy actually took out a handful of bright blood-colored crystals and stuffed them into his mouth.
In the next second, blood-colored energy surged out of her body violently, and in an instant, a thick, blood-like, terrifying mist was cast around her body. And her own breath of life also soared again.
Damn... damn...
At this moment, the third-level druid elder who was striding forward realized that although his large-scale thunderstorm caused great damage to the vampire witch, it also hindered the rescue of the elves in a disguised form. .
Under his violent shout, the churning and turbulent thundercloud disappeared in an instant, without a trace. But at this time, all the druids gathered around the edge of the thundercloud storm rushed forward, and suddenly plunged into the thick blood fog that was hard to see.
Natasha, who was the fastest in the arena, also quickly got rid of the entanglement of the vampire derivatives and pounced on the blood mist.
Amidst the noisy shouting, roaring, and growling, there was an indiscernible sound of the shield breaking, but it was so thrilling.
The fog was shaking, and the elf prophetess Master Jinbeier ran wildly regardless of her old age. She had just rushed out of the edge of the fog and was about to ask for help from Natasha, who was close at hand. A sharp blood arrow pierced the back of her head, It flew out from the center of the forehead spinning.
The blood energy brought by the blood arrow directly eroded the entire brain of the female prophet.
With a loud bang, the prophetess's head exploded, and the blood fountain soaring into the sky splashed more than three meters high, drenching the surrounding elves and druids thoroughly.
Natasha roared angrily, and rushed into the blood mist.
In the blood mist at this time, there are as many as eleven Tier 2 elves alone, while the other Tier 2 elves are guarding the periphery of the blood mist, constantly spreading 'natural light' to purify the energy of the blood system . But what they didn't expect was that this thick layer of blood mist seemed to be replenished continuously, so many elves cast spells at the same time, and it couldn't be purified quickly.
However, Natasha and the druids who invaded the blood mist seemed to be trapped in a terrible blood swamp. No matter how hard they struggled and ran, their own speed was still inevitably limited to an extremely low speed. degree.
That vicious vampire witch has even incarnated countless times, fighting with almost everyone at the same time.
The sound of grunting in pain, the sound of claws scratching and stabbing the flesh, the sound of blood splattering, and the loud noise of everyone roaring angrily...
"Give me..."
Antoliel, the druid elder who rushed to the blood mist, let out a loud shout, and a huge green halo instantly hit the blood mist.
The elves and druids inside and outside the blood mist were completely unaware, but Mary, who had transformed into the core of the blood mist, was struck by thunder. Hundreds of fine wounds burst out of her barely healed body in an instant, and the blood spattered instantly. Dye her into a blood man.
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