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The battle has gradually disappeared.

The quiet and peaceful village of Rutherland has now become a terrible dead zone.

A few kilometers away from the entire Elven village and the surrounding area, no more than half a living creature of more than 5 centimeters was found. Especially in the most fierce battle area, not only the animals disappeared, but most of the green plants were also eaten, leaving the devastating horror.

I don't know when, an eagle is flying in the high blue sky.

It circled around the village of Rutherland several times, and finally slammed the sky with the instincts.

The eagle pats the sharp wings and intersperses quickly among the forests. From time to time, it pulls high pressure and low, avoiding the roots and the luxuriant trees and vines. Finally, as the light shines, it has crossed the jungle cliff to the secluded valley where Rutherland Village is located.

The first sight of the head-on glimpses makes the eagle sway, almost one uncontrollable impact on a withered tree. The eagle hurriedly circled, steadily landed on the ground, and then restored its human figure after a strange twist.

Soave is a 1st-order druid from Tianshuicheng.

His daily task is to inspect the dozens of elf villages around the Iron Tree Forest. Rutherland Village is undoubtedly one of them.

Although the population of Rutherland Village is very small, because it is adjacent to the iron tree forest, the iron wood that is abundant here is also a relatively important strategic resource of the Elven Kingdom. Ironwood is one of the main materials for making high-intensity elf longbows. For the archer's many elf kingdoms, the value is not too big!

Almost every four or five days, Souf will patrol here to patrol, and by the way, find some old friends to drink tea and chat. And he is more admired for the female elf film, who is an archery instructor in Rutherland Village, and is in the midst of crazy pursuits, so he is more diligent about running here.

Today, however, when he arrived here, he saw a devastating scene after the war!

Within the valley, all the green is almost gone.

The earth also seems to be full of softness, and there are traces of broken and cracked everywhere.

The tall old trees are all withered and withered, and the roots must be exposed, and they will no longer feel any vitality and vitality in them.

A tall tree is especially tall and falls in the center of the village. The broken body seems to have been eaten by some creatures. The soft inner heart has been dug up and almost become an empty shell.

Azali... is one of the two trees in the village of Rutherland!

Seeing the horror of Azal’s death, Sopho’s heart was trembled.

If even Azal can fight to death, the rest of the elves may be more difficult to survive!

Then... then the film...

Sophoa, who is well-known around the iron tree forest, immediately judged it. This is not something that is unusually fierce in the village, but has been invaded by the outside world. Combined with the recent report of the Elven Military Department received by Tianshui City, Soave dared to assert that the ones who appeared here must be the wicked and evil alien witches.

According to normal circumstances, Soave at this time should quickly withdraw from here, return to the Tianshui City report within 1600 miles, let the Elf commander deploy more helpers, and the more powerful Druid Master is responsible for investigating and tracking the enemy. Where to go.

However, after the death of the film, Souf hesitated, and finally broke into the terrible battlefield.

The enemy may have been away for a while!

Although there are traces of fierce battles everywhere on the ground and in the trees, it is difficult to find any survivors, and even a slightly larger animal cannot be found. This left him with the ‘animal conversation’ professional skills.

Although he can communicate with the surrounding vegetation and old trees, these plants only have simple and rough thinking. Apart from the two simple words "enemy...worm...", it is impossible to provide more and more detailed information. The intelligence is gone.

In the woodland, Soave also picked up a lot of broken black shells.

He carefully put the ‘clue’ left by these enemies into the bag and prepared to go back and submit it.

Suddenly, on the towering tree hall platform, there was a faint glimpse.

This can't help but make Soff feel nervous.

He clenched his oak stick and gave himself a ‘tree skin surgery’, which rushed to the platform with courage.

The scene that can be put on the platform is almost blind to him!

It seems to be the main battlefield of the battle, and the large wooden platforms are full of blood and scratches. At the corner of the platform near the tree hall, a broken-breasted elf was lighted out of the clothes, and the arrow was worn by the arrow and hung over the trunk.

Her body was white and smooth, the pigeons were pretty, the head was weak and the head was weak, and the long hair was blocked by the scattered hair. The blood flowing down from the body of her red sorghum gathered under her feet into a **** lake. Because of the long time, the blood water solidified into dark red blood stains, which made it shocking.

Except for her, the bodies of other elves can no longer be seen on the platform.

It is film!

Almost instantly, Soave recognized the identity of the female elf!

He rushed to the past, but he did not wait to touch the body of Feilin, and his head and sides were not good. Four or five black figures rushed out from the lurk, aiming at the young druid who lost his heart.

Relying on the natural protection of the body and the oak cane in his hand, Sophos resisted a few times and finally struggled to rush out of the enchanted ambush.

He rushed to the edge of the platform, holding a long stick of oak in his hand and throwing a strange plant seed. As a green magical aura flashed, the seeds of the plants scattered in the air actually expanded into a terrible thorny vine in a moment, and the four magical cockroaches that followed closely followed In situ.

Of course, such a "thorn bondage" is difficult to trap the demonization for a long time.

Enchanted, we waved the scary forelimbs of sickle-shaped, and almost instantly cut the thorns and vines into pieces.

In a short time with the thorns of the thorns, Sophoe quickly twisted and deformed, and wanted to reincarnate as an eagle to the sky.

But just as his ‘transformation’ was about to be completed, the hurricane slammed into it, and a sharp forefoot smashed his right chest and nailed him firmly on the platform floor.

Immediately, the back of the brain suffered a heavy blow, and Sopho’s attempted stunned people without knowing it.

............

On the spacious and flat tree hall platform, I don’t know when it’s already full of strange shapes.

For a long time, Mary, who has not appeared, has a **** red armor standing proudly in the forefront of the ranks. Just behind her is the three blood knights headed by Soros. The old fox Wenlier is still the appearance of a middle-aged aristocrat, accompanied by a smile on the side of Mary.

In the lower position, it is full of thirteen or four forest elves. They have men and women, all of whom are handsome and straightforward. But at the moment, they are all bloody, full of fierce, two sharp bloodsucking teeth anger from the upper lip, a fierce look.

The forest elves that were transformed into blood slaves after being captured by Mary were carefully selected. The worst strength was also 1st-order strength, while the second-order was 2.

After the blood-sucking transformation, the original natural forces in their bodies have now been transformed into blood-based witches. They are no longer the former forest elves, and they have become a strange species of blood elves that have never appeared in the Faine plane.

The direct consequence of such **** transformation is that the blood elves whose original occupation is a sword dancer or a shooter did not show much attenuation. Instead, because of their ability to resuscitate blood and respirate attacks, the horrible degree of battle has soared. .

Instead, the original caster, the druid or the wizard wizard, after being transformed into a blood elf, all the natural spells that were originally mastered were lost, leaving only a pitiful ‘blood bomb.’

It seems that I want to have more casters in my subordinates. Mary still needs to give these guys some time to let them slowly explore new blood witchcraft.

Fortunately, Mary had converted herself into a pure blood vampire when she advanced to the 2nd stage in the Wizarding World, so that the **** shackles that were placed on her head were removed. At least until she advances to the 3rd level, there is no longer any need to worry about this!

After being converted into a pure blood vampire, the greatest benefit brought to her is that the number of blood descendants that her soul can withstand has more than doubled. This also means that the number of blood slaves she can produce will be as high as 30, while the lower-level blood-sucking derivatives are as high as 200.

If she let go of her authority and let her blood slaves make the blood-sucking derivatives as they wish, then as the blood queen at the top of the pyramid, she can directly or indirectly control the bloodline creatures of 1000-2000.

A pure blood vampire can control a terrible blood-sucking army, and a family of vampires can even control a medium-sized human kingdom.

However, such behavior rarely occurs 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 vampire lowers the requirements, and finds ways to start holding those weak humans, even if they can pull up a large army in a short time, they can't stand a large attacking witchcraft of the enemy.

Moreover, the first time is to consume the blood of the vampire source!

The precious blood of the source is consumed by some inferior creatures. Not only can it not help itself to be strong, but it will also drag down its own strength accumulation.

Therefore, as a cannon fodder, vampire derivatives can lower the standard of the blood, and can establish a blood slave with their own blood. When choosing, they must be cautious and careful.