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"You go back first, the battle here is not your share..."

Suspended in the dark, dark night sky, Spara is fluttering and throwing a sentence, and a fierce plunges into the sky.

The cold night wind slid through the smooth lines, and the soft fluff of the body was dancing fast. The vampire bat that Spara changed, disappeared in a few corners in the air, and could not find her whereabouts.

Suddenly, a cold Villia hurriedly patted the batwing and flew to the distance.

The battle in the manor continues.

The vampires who came to the raid were obviously at a disadvantage, and they were fighting and retreating. Their teams have been broken up in the dark, and they rushed into the manor, and they also sent the turmoil to every corner of the manor.

Six wizards wearing the Denell family badge are driving the witch beast to chase a vampire squad, and as they pass by a tall old tree, a white tender arm sticks out in the dark. The last wizard was pulled behind the old tree.

Because her movements are quick and colorless, the other wizards who are concentrating on chasing prey have not lost a companion by their side.

In the shadow of the ancient tree, the sorcerer had not waited to understand, and was put up by a slender figure. Two sharp hollow blood-sucking teeth pierced his neck.

After a while, the witch Ralph stopped the trembling of his body and stood firm again.

"Go to the three-story building and take me to find the Antoll!" Sparla whispered, and once again turned into a small vampire bat and flew to Ralph, and skillfully drilled into his sleeve. Inside.

"Yes!" Ralph replied respectfully.

When he stepped out of the shadow of the old tree, the head was raised, and by the dim light, he could see his eyes red and his face was pale.

He turned over the robe and neckline, obscuring the small wound on his neck, and turned to the three-story building without hesitation.

Even in the midst of fierce battles, the vigilance around the small building is still not relaxed.

A strange wizard team wearing white armor is guarded in a small building. They have men and women and different age spans, but each person has a strange logo on the left shoulder clothes.

It is a black mountain shrouded in white fog... The shape is very strange, even if it is known by Spara, it has never seen such a logo.

"This is the logo of the Mariennian Mona's Dream Garden Force. They belong to the direct sorcerer's army of Mona. I don't know what kind of singularity I have..." and walked up to the wizards who guarded the gate. In front of him, Ralph exchanged with a special soul connection and Spara hiding in his arms.

"Who are you? Why come here?" A male wizard stood up and blocked Ralph. The look of vigilance did not relax half a point because the other person was a 'self.'

"I am Ralph of the Seventh Sorcerer's Squad. Now there is extremely important information to report to Master Mona immediately. Let's pass it on!"

"This time..." The male wizard hesitated a moment and said: "At this time, Mona is definitely still in deep meditation, and will not easily see people! Give us any information and items! ”

"It was our captain who asked me to return. This information is very important and must be handed over to Mona!"

It seems that Ralph’s resolutely persecuted male wizard made a concession.

He turned back and said: "Azna, you take him to the first floor room to wait. If the adults wake up, the first time to pass the message up!"

"Yes!" A girl with a short brown hair and a short brown hair nodded, leading Ralph into the small building.

As soon as he entered the small building, Ralph could clearly feel that he had just passed through a transparent film of light, and there was a completely different atmosphere outside the building.

Directly facing the gate is a wide old wooden ladder that leads directly to the second floor. On the left and right sides are the restaurant and the small reception room, and there are some cabins for servants to rest at the corner.

The second and third floors have been occupied by the Mona, and all the middle and lower level wizards can only bend into the servant's room on the first floor. For such an 'unfair' treatment, no wizard can dare to complain.

"Follow me! You can't walk away in one step here, otherwise it is very likely to trigger a set of witchcraft bans. Once you disturb the meditation of Mona, you can't afford the consequences..." The girl was very enthusiastic and led Ralph to the left side of the first floor.

"You are entangled in this little guy, I will go to the second floor!" Spara simply confessed a few words with Ralph and Ralph, crawling out of his robes and turning into a The weird mouse with black-eyed red eyes gently slid onto the ladder leading to the second floor.

Spara, the origin of Faun, was once a young and beautiful elf. The profession is Druid, an eccentric occupation that is good at animal transformation. After being transformed into a blood elf by Mary, she brought back to the wizarding world and gradually grew into the current ‘transformer’.

She is also the only one of all druids, accepting the special individual who did not lose her original professional skills after the transformation of the blood elf. Only the druid's wild transformation and the blood elf's blood-sucking ability are not so high, so her combat power is particularly difficult.

Spaya's red-eyed mouse quickly climbed on the ladder, avoiding a place where a slight magical atmosphere was scattered, avoiding a strange witchcraft rune, and it quickly came to the second floor. Entrance.

Without hesitation, Spara turned to the right side of the corridor and climbed down the corridor along the lacquered wooden floor. When crawling, the hair on it is also like a chameleon. With a tiny body shape, the chances of the enemy being able to find it are already low.

There are five rooms in the right side of the corridor, and one of the rooms has a huge multi-faceted crouch at the doorway, which is being meticulously guarded there.

The singularity is a witch beast that the wizards used as a blueprint for the eyes. They have a meaty, chunky body with a dozen fleshy tentacles on the top of the body and a strange eye at the end of the tentacle.

They can also be like the eye magic, from a dozen eye stalks to * emit multi-attribute magic rays and strange curse aura. Moreover, their surface of the eye stem is covered with a layer of fine scales, which is flexible in toughness and more than enough to act as a long whip during melee.

The only shortcoming of this witch beast is probably that the legs are too short and the movement speed is slow. Therefore, most wizards use them as fixed-point watchdogs.

At this point, this one-eyed monster is also crouching on the floor, bored, and the top 12 eyes of the body are only three high, and constantly sweeping the entire corridor, the rest are also pulled down, one The look of the listless.

In the wooden door behind it, it is faintly aware of the two groups of life that are not rich. One of them is an ordinary person, and the other has a hidden elemental fluctuation, which seems to be a low-level wizard.

After all, it is not a wizard tower. The wooden door is just an ordinary wooden door. It does not have the function of isolating the perception of the outside world. Otherwise, Spara will not be able to perceive the information in the room so easily.

Here is probably the place where Antonnell is held!

Spara did not dare to approach the end of the grotesque.

She knows very well that this eyeball at the end of the eye-catching eye also has the ability to understand invisibility and elemental perception. Fortunately, you are using deformation and color, and will not generate additional magical fluctuations. Otherwise, the moment you step into the corridor will probably be perceived by the other party.

Spara was curled up at the corner of the stone wall at the corner of the corridor, shaded his body with shadows, and began to excuse me with a special breath.

Ambition calls!

This is a Druid's unique animal appealing ability.

But most druids use it to summon animal partners, and it is unique to use it to seduce small animals like Spara.

A moment later, another dark corner of the corridor suddenly heard a strange sound.

A small mouse with a pointed beard peeped out the nose from the darkness and gently sniffed something in the air. And its appearance has naturally caused the attention of the grotesque.

Spara can use the deformation and color to cover the figure and eliminate the breath, but this ordinary mouse does not have such ability. And its movement is even small, in front of the multi-faceted monster with 2nd-order strength, it is as dazzling as the sun in the night.

The eye stalks that hang down on the side of the body could not help but rise up, and the eye stalk that had been towering up turned down, staring at the little guy who was hesitant between darkness and light.

Although it sniffs the strange inspiration that makes it agitated, the gray rat can perceive the dangerous atmosphere beyond the darkness.

Since a group of strange humans have entered this small building, all the gray rates have been horrified to hide in the nest, dare not go out for food, and dare not come out. This pain has lasted for 7 days, and they are already hungry, but still dare not step out of the nest.

They are able to perceive that the outside is full of terrible death, and the intense danger of instinct suppresses their instinctive impulses, which allows them to survive to this day.

But now, when the strange inspirational force appeared, the gray rat couldn't help it. It quietly flowed out of the nest and came to this once familiar space. As soon as he took another step forward, it left the darkness and entered the darkness of the candle.

And just here, it hesitated, it smashed...

One foot is alive, one foot is dead, and its inferior IQ is obviously not able to think of such a complicated feeling.

Finally, the squirrels rushed out of the shadows!