Age of Adepts

This is a small lake deep in the forest.

The area is only two to three hundred meters, but it has become the favorite place for the surrounding jungle beasts to patronize and visit.

But here, even the most brutal and ferocious beasts are much more tame. They came quietly and left quietly, and the lake was full of all kinds of creatures that came to drink.

The night was deep.

The calm lake surface looks more and more peaceful and serene under the beautiful moonlight.

On a boulder protruding from the water in the center of the lake, two black figures suddenly fell down. And their arrival immediately covered the bright moon hanging high in the sky with a bloody mist.

Puff puff...

With two strange muffled sounds, the two guys who descended from the sky changed into human shapes at the same time, and landed on the boulder.

"Soros, how are you doing? Have you found any traces of that guy?" The person who asked the question was a gentle and elegant middle-aged nobleman. His well-groomed mustache was exquisite and shiny, and his clothes were equally exquisite and noble.

And he was the Marquis Roser who led a whole family of vampires to seek refuge with Lady Mary, so he was highly regarded by Mary.

This time when chasing and killing the enemy's third-level witch, the former head of Roser brought out almost all of his direct subordinates. Obviously, he was determined to win the promotion to the fourth level. And he is naturally the most powerful competitor of Soros, who is the most vocal.

"Hmph, if I find that guy, do you think I'll still be wandering around here?" Soros snorted, "These damned witches are not very good at fighting, but they have a lot of tricks to hide. Her subordinates have almost been wiped out by us, but she has never been seen. Hmph, a guy who is willing to abandon his subordinates and escape alone, it is best not to let me touch her..."

Roser stroked his beard with his fingers, and while scanning the surrounding silent forest with scarlet pupils, he said calmly: "This time we vampires made a big move and destroyed two strongholds of the other party one after another. We can imagine the other party's revenge and The counterattack is definitely coming. The time left for us is running out...how about Master Soros, let's cooperate!"

"Cooperation? How to cooperate?"

"If we have completely surrounded this mountain forest and blocked the other party's possible escape route, the rest will naturally be a detailed search and drag-net investigation. If we go our own way, there must be huge loopholes in the search network. It can constantly shift and evade our search. If we cooperate, one will deploy control on the periphery to plug leaks, and the other will focus on finding the target's traces... In this way, the efficiency will definitely be much higher!" Rosser still had a gentle expression on his face. smile.

Soros focused his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Then... who is controlling the outside, and who is responsible for searching inside?"

Going around, this is the issue that both parties are most concerned about!

Rosser was silent for a while, and then he said: "Master Soros is extremely talented, even without the help of the blood lord's first embrace, there is a great chance of advancing to the fourth level. In this case, why don't you give up this opportunity to me?" Me. Of course, I will never let you down, I can..."

Having said that, Roser's voice suddenly sank, and he silently transmitted to Soros.

The promises and benefits made by the other party naturally moved Soros's heart. But even if he is sure that he can successfully advance to the rank with his own strength alone, he is not willing to give up easily when faced with an opportunity with a higher success rate.

Moreover, once the other party advances to the rank earlier than oneself, I will have to respectfully salute him in the future. Thinking of that embarrassing scene, Soros felt extremely nervous.

The vampire family is very particular about ranking seniority. Once the other party advances ahead of you, the rank and authority will be a little higher than your own. After that, if I meet him again, won't I always be a head shorter than him.

It seemed that Soros was moved, but he was still full of worries. Roser gritted his teeth and transmitted the voice again, apparently promising bigger and more lucrative benefits.

This time, his efforts finally earned Soros a silent nod.

"Since that's the case, let's do it quickly! If it takes too long, I'm worried that the reinforcements from Denell's side will come and spoil our good deed..." Roser was overjoyed and impatiently suggested.

"Don't worry, at most there will only be some middle- and low-level little guys coming from the enemy side. As for that fourth-level witch...hehe, she should stay in her own witch tower honestly!" Soros sneered with.

He didn't explain the reason, and Rosser didn't want to ask too much.

But relying on Soros' words, Roser can also realize that it must be the blood lord who passed some inside information to these blood clans that belonged directly to her, otherwise the other party would not be so old, and there is a chance of winning The way I hold it.

That blood lord should be closer to his own people...

Rosser complained infinitely, and turned into a black and red bat and flew towards the periphery.

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This is definitely the most embarrassing and dangerous time point after Marilyn Mona became a wizard.

She carefully hid in the hole of a tall old tree, more than ten meters away from the ground. .

The entrance and exit of the tree hole are only the size of a fist, and it was originally a nest of squirrels.

But now, the nest of squirrels was lying quietly in the corner of the tree hole, motionless, while a strange spiritual rune was slowly turning in the depths of their pupils.

Meng Na, who originally had a perfect and tall figure, has now shrunk to the size of a squirrel, hiding in a tree hole anxiously waiting for news from afar.

It was so still in the dense forest outside that she could hear the squirrel's slight breathing and the pounding heartbeat. From time to time, she could also hear the terrifying sound of the strange creatures flapping their wings rapidly outside the tree hole.

This group of vampires came so fast and in such a hurry that they didn't even give Meng Na any more chances to prepare.

If she hadn't discovered this tree hole by accident, and controlled a few squirrels in time to act as her own protective umbrella, the extremely weak fluctuation of the 'shrinking technique' on her body would have been discovered by the enemy long ago.

She didn't kill the squirrel.

Because she still needs the weak vitality of the squirrel to cover her own breath of life.

However, at this moment, the snake-eye ring on her right little finger flickered slightly.

Marilyn Mona rubbed the snake-eye ring in a hurry, and immediately a somewhat old female voice came into her mind.

"Mengna, where are you now? Why didn't you return to the family?"

This was clearly the voice of that Clara witch.

Hearing this familiar and 'friendly' voice, Meng Na almost shed tears.

"My lord, I was blocked halfway by the enemy and I couldn't escape... Now, the enemy is searching around outside my hiding place. I guess they will find me in a few hours..."

"Hmph, you are too reckless. How can you easily kill the opponent's third-level wizard!" Witch Clara said in a deep voice.

"My lord, I was wrong... I won't dare to do it again next time!"

"Hmph, it's good that you understand your mistakes." The Clara witch was silent for a while, and then said again: "You have been with me for more than five hundred years, and I will not abandon you. You hide there, and I will never forget you." The nearest Wuta set off to rescue you. You must hold on until I arrive!"

"Yes, yes...I...I will definitely persevere!" Mengna almost cheered happily when she heard that the Patriarch did not give up on herself.

The light on the snake-eye ring gradually dimmed, and it was clear that the witch Clara on the opposite side had cut off the remote witchcraft connection.

Meng Na hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but wrote two mysterious runes of 'Visual Avoidance' and 'Spiritual Suggestion' on her palm, making them linger around the tree hole.

In this way, even if a vampire finds this tree hole, they will consciously or unconsciously avoid it under the hint of the soul rune. As long as it is not a third-order vampire, it is not afraid that the other party will find that his mind has been induced by external forces.

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Musta City.

The domain of the Denell family, the province of Berkeley.

The towering Wu Tower in the center of the city shone brightly, and the entire tower was shrouded in brilliant and splendid elemental brilliance. In the dark night, it is like a blooming beautiful firework, which is amazing from a distance.

After a while, the brilliance of Wuta dissipated.

The gate of the witch tower on the first floor was suddenly opened, and a group of male and female wizards flew out from inside.

They had just stepped out of the gate of the Wu Tower, and a witch with an old face at the head ordered in a low voice: "Come here as soon as possible, I have to take a step first!"

After saying that, without waiting for the group of subordinates to answer, this terrifying witch who lost her ears and nose and only left a few holes in the original place jumped up and flew towards the distant dense forest.

Clara, a fourth-level witch, a bloodline wizard, is also a well-known powerful wizard in the central part of the mainland.

At this moment, in order to save the witch under her who caused a catastrophe, she had to run out of the family headquarters, teleport to the family witch tower closest to the place where Mengna was trapped, and divert to catch her. 'return.

However, before she could fly a thousand meters away, Witch Clara stopped abruptly and looked up at the huge bright moon hanging high in the sky.

At some point, a bloody blush flowed in the silvery moonlight.

A layer of reddish blood mist covered the light of the moon, making the whole world glow red, as coquettish as blood.

Sniffing the familiar smell of blood, Witch Clara's face changed abruptly, becoming a little fierce and hideous.

"Mary, I didn't expect it to be you! Now that you're here, show up!"

With a burst of giggling laughter like silver bells, Mary in red armor flapped her dark red bat wings and slowly floated down from the sky. Behind her, the blood-colored bright moon hangs high in the sky, just fitting her figure into it.

Among the bloody halos, there is a faint smell of killing and killing!