Mages Are Too OP

The elves produce handsome men and beautiful women.

The blood clan also produces handsome men and beautiful women.

The elves have positive energy, and most elves have no competition with the world. They can live a beautiful day by enjoying the sun, moon, flowers and grass.

Not only do vampires want to suck human blood, but most vampires are quite vicious, murdering and arson are common, and there are a lot of conspiracies and tricks.

As long as it is an intelligent creature, it always appreciates harmless beauty.

So... even if the two sides have the same appearance, the title of the first beauty race still falls on the elves.

The woman's cold face, coupled with that gloomy temperament, looked like a poisonous scorpion.

The man's eyes are slender, the pupils are small, and they are white, looking like snake pupils.

The two stood face to face, quite like a nest of snakes and scorpions, an adulterer's sense of fit.

After all, the scents are so similar.

The woman in the red dress spoke, with a cold tone: "Edmund, what are you doing here?"

"Master Bruce let me see, what is it that made you give up tracking the Black Bone." The male vampire named Edmund cast his gloomy gaze towards the mask, and frowned, "What is this? The magical creation you piled up?"

Edmund looked back and looked at the woman with a mocking look, as if to say: How old are you, still playing the game of building a castle with mud?

The woman ignored his ridicule, but said coldly, "I'm still working on the black bone thing."

"Then do you have a clue?"

"No, you have?" the woman asked back.

The man's slightly distorted smile stopped, he looked at the woman for a while, and cut a huge wind blade to his right with his backhand.

The dark black wind blade quickly cut on the rock bag, leaving a long trace.

Edmund said coldly: "Don't think that Mr. Bruce looks down on you, you can ride on my head. Christina, don't forget, you are only a third-generation vampire... Wait."

Edmund looked at the rock bag in surprise. He knew how powerful his dark wind blade was. He didn't dare to say that in seconds, at least it was capable of cutting off more than a dozen high-quality armors at the same time.

But what is the situation now, when a big rock is chopped, only a little scar is left?

He turned his head sharply to look at Christina: "What is this?"

"I'm bored and piled up the mound." Christina sneered: "If it's okay, I'm going, won't you go together?"

Edmund's eyes swept back and forth between Christina and Yanbao a few times, then he shook his head and said, "No, I suddenly remembered some happy things, you can go see Sir Bruce yourself. ."

Christina deliberately looked at the mask, then frowned, and then turned into a ball of bats and flew away.

After Christina disappeared into the moonlight, Edmund looked at the rock bag with a sinister smile.

In the rock bag, Roland's expression was a little helpless.

Is there a relay race?

Because he couldn't hear what the other party was saying, Roland could only see the woman in the red dress smiling and having a friendly conversation with the black-haired man.

Then the man hit the wind blade on the rock bag, and then the woman left, and the man's eyes became very strange.

Did the vampire carry it with himself?

What kind of hatred is this?

Edmund flapped his wings and flew around the rock bag.

Nightmare he condensed a black energy ball in his hand, and smashed it against the rock bag.

The energy ball flew down from here and hit the rock bag. After a violent explosion, the rock bag was knocked out into a small pit about ten centimeters deep and twenty centimeters smuggled.

Um?

Edmund narrowed his eyes: "The hardness of this rock bag is a bit outrageous."

Then he chuckled, and he felt as though he had guessed why Christina didn't go after Black Bone.

There must be something valuable in there, or a magic item.

But Christina is not strong enough to open the rock bag.

Even her own dark lightning ball can't be blasted, how can she do it with that little strength.

But... only a fool would use violence to solve everything.

Smart people always have a better way.

Edmund approached the rock bag, and then he turned into a black mist and began to seep into the rock bag.

This is a special skill of the blood race, atomization, which can only be learned by some special blood races, and belongs to a kind of innate magic.

Its biggest role is to ignore pure physical attacks, and it can penetrate physical obstacles, about one meter, and strong ones, such as teleportation, may be able to penetrate two meters.

The atomized Edmund passed through the dark rock formation, and then his spirit sensed that there were more than a dozen humanoid creatures in front of him, and a humanoid creature had a lot of magic fluctuations.

The mental 'vision' in the foggy state is somewhat similar to the principle of thermal imaging.

what's the situation!

Before Edmund could react, the man full of magic rushed over.

A bolt of lightning struck his 'body', and the severe pain in his soul made Edmund almost lose his mind.

A strong sense of crisis made Edmund turn around and run.

Under the fog, he immediately got out of the same way.

In less than a second, he squeezed out of the rock wall, and then reverted to his human form.

"Damn!"

Realizing that his soul had been slightly wounded, Edmund was so angry that he wanted to go mad.

Christina is setting a trap, deliberately taking the bait, she wants to kill me?

This thought could not be restrained in Edmund's mind.

While thinking about it, he suddenly saw that a circle of rock walls in the rock bag began to soften, and three seconds later, a hole appeared.

Then a human with magical blue light flashing all over his body appeared there.

That kind of dressing like a magic nouveau riche made Edmund stunned.

The nouveau riche is wearing a golden jade robe, which will only make people laugh.

But the magician's whole body of local tyrant equipment will only make people feel that their hearts are trembling.

escape!

This was Edmund's first reaction. Even his 173-year-old blood clan didn't have enough magic equipment.

And a human magician did it.

No matter what the strength of this person is, it is not easy to mess with.

Strong strength will definitely not be able to provoke, strength is not strong... There are people who are dressed up like this, the strength behind them is definitely not small.

Edmund turned and turned into a swarm of bats, flying towards the moon.

Roland sealed the hole again, then turned to look at the bat swarm flying away.

A vampire with a wounded soul must lose at least one-third of his power.

Let you fly for two seconds first.

Then a space bubble inhaled Roland, and two seconds later, it violently sprayed him towards the moon.

Edmund's bat-mode flight is quite fast, about fifty meters per second.

He thought he had left the danger zone, and was happy, but suddenly felt a magical high-energy reaction coming from the rear.

The group of bats turned around, and saw a neuropathy flashing with magical blue light all over his body, pulling a bolt of lightning in his left and right hands, in the posture of a roc spreading his wings, and hitting him with a strange and sharp wind sound.