"Mrs. Tracey is already on the way. She has brought materials for casting spells. Hold on."

"boom"

Before she finished speaking, Natalie was thrown out like a cannonball and landed beside Maxim in disgrace.

But despite this, she still held the big oak blade in her hand tightly.

The two melee fighters were repulsed, and the ghoul overlord who was no longer hindered suddenly let out an excited war roar. Under the constant pull of the soul-stealing roar, Leonia was soon being chased around.

But this silver-level bow knight does have real abilities, and she can still shoot uninterruptedly in close combat chases.

"You guys get out!"

Natalie got up and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, holding the holy blade in her hand. She seemed to be about to cast a seemingly incredible spell.

Emerald green runes danced out on its cheeks.

She suppressed the discomfort in her body and said hoarsely:

"The natural spiritual energy burst with divinity will also affect you, please wait at least one minute before coming in!"

"Can you do it?"

Maxim asked, and Natalie said hoarsely:

"You have to give it a try whether it works or not. This is also my first time using magic. I hope God Avalon will bless us tonight."

"If the merciful Avalon really wants to send blessings here, then we will both be doomed."

Leonia activated the hunter's secret technique, jumped to Maxim's side with a long-distance flash, picked up the injured monster and rushed out of the cave.

She was straightforward and had no doubts about Natalie's determination to fight.

After all, he is the "chosen one" who can wield the holy blade, and he will never die here in a daze.

Well, most likely not. Right?

But at the last moment of Natalie's natural magic chant, a scarlet rift quietly opened in this filthy place, and Tris, holding the serenade scepter in her hand, walked out humming while carrying a box containing spellcasting materials.

A spiritual shock composed of complex scarlet cipher text has been suspended behind her. She is obviously preparing to use the secret skills of the Scarlet Witch to clean up the unformed plague ghoul overlord, so as to show her majesty as the Blood Vulture Grand Duke.

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As a result, the confident Grand Duke Blood Vulture had just stepped into the cave when he was faced with an emerald green light that filled his face and purified his divinity, bursting out like sunlight.

Mystical magic?

Is this a trap? Is the evil-minded witch hunter planning to take the ghoul overlord along with him? Is he so big-hearted?

Tris: "???"

Natalie: "."

There is no way, the president of the Adventurer's Guild has already seen Tris, but the magic has reached the last moment and cannot be interrupted at all. One after another vines stab out from the rock walls on all sides, and the purifying power from the gods is like the green sun.

He is as ready as a punch.

I don't know if it was her imagination.

Her God of Avalon's response was particularly active tonight, as if even the gods were looking forward to suffering from some unreliable vampire prince.

A few seconds later, Tris's angry and helpless screams echoed in the green cave:

"Natalie! Did you do it on purpose? Didn't you beat your father more than a hundred years ago? As for holding such a grudge? No wonder you are recognized by the Watcher. You and your sword are both cautious!"

Outside the cave, Maxim and Ms. Lenia, who were supporting each other, stared at this "teleportation accident" with wide eyes.

After several seconds of embarrassment, the Silver Bow Knight coughed and said:

"After being hit by a natural magic spell in the front, she is still so powerful. It seems that the legend of the Scarlet Witch is true. She is indeed a genius of our clan."

"I admit that our Grand Duke is a genius."

Maxim whispered:

"But luck, well, as she said herself, it was indeed a little bit worse."

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In the upper cave, Murphy suddenly sheathed the Cold Fang Blade in his hand.

The four frozen elite ghouls in front of him and behind him followed his steps forward, and the frozen, stinking corpses exploded like crushed ice and turned into remains on the ground.

Necessary evil doesn't pay attention to the self-regulation of "I won't eat the blood of decay". It probably sensed the bad mood floating in Murphy's heart, so he obediently entered into the ferocious cruising and hunting.

He shuttled back and forth in the dark cave, killing the ghouls and resentful spirits quickly.

Tribune Kudel was currently resting in front of a spiritually blocked rock wall with his scarlet sword. Before Murphy arrived, he had already killed most of the elite ghouls in the cave.

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To be honest, although Kudel is not the strongest vampire Murphy has ever seen, he is definitely the most powerful vampire swordsman.

Although this guy may still have some watts in his brain, his destructive power and combat effectiveness are indeed ridiculously strong. This is probably because he has a belief in his heart that other vampires do not have, which allows him to explode with power that far exceeds his level.

"He's in there."

Kudel said to Murphy who was coming:

"Maybe I'm casting some escape spell, or maybe I'm asking for help from my fellow villains. I'm not good at psychic powers. I'll leave the rest to you."

"Huh? Since you recognized him as Tris's descendant, don't you have even the slightest interest in knowing the Grand Duke's secret?"

Murphy reached out and clasped, and the Necessary Evil that was flying towards him landed firmly on his palm, and he turned his wrist to shake off the smelly blood on the blade.

He asked:

"Besides, you have been chasing me so far. Wouldn't you feel uncomfortable if you don't see the culprit surrendered with your own eyes?"

"I'm not here to kill."

Kudel picked up the heavy sword and turned around to leave without any hesitation.

He said in a deep voice:

"I am just fulfilling my duty. As a tribune, I must protect the people here."

"Then please escort them away. I will accept and treat those people."

Murphy raised Necessary Evil and pierced the blocked psychic barrier in front of him. Under the piercing of the Midnight Miracle, the psychic barrier that could withstand Kudel's heavy sword attack was quickly torn apart.

He didn't even need to listen, he could feel the fear of the "Rat King" hidden inside.

What a piece of shit.

"Kudel!"

When Murphy tore open the psychic barrier and was about to step into it, he turned around and shouted to the tribune who had walked into the darkness:

"I am about to start cleaning up the gnoll bandits in Transia to welcome more homeless people to live a better life on this land. The black disaster that ruined your life is also coming.

I mean, you still have a lot of people to protect.

I don't know if you have regained your sanity, but if you wish to bring the order you want to this land, then I will wait for you in the Blood Vulture Corridor tomorrow night.

I know you hate all vampires, you even hate yourself.

But I assure you, we are different from Sarokdar, and we are different from other vampires. We are all aliens under midnight, and we can help each other."

The tribune's footsteps stopped, but in the end he did not give an answer, but continued to walk and disappeared into the darkness.

Murphy doesn't care either.

When he turned his head, his handsome face was already covered with frost before the killing. The culprit in front of him might indeed be Tris's descendant.

But so what?
Chapter completed!