I have to say that in terms of killing skills and yin methods, the group of elves in front of them is simply pure like a group of little white rabbits who have never experienced anything in the world.

Let them imagine their enemies to be extremely vicious and cunning, but when they fight against the witches who have crossed the border, they still have to vomit blood by the endless intrigues and calculations of the other party.

At this time, the chasing and fleeing sides are obviously the elves side who occupy the advantage in numbers and strength, and they should be out-and-out hunters. And the vampires, who are only one or two hundred people, are complete prey, and they should be full of thoughts about how to avoid the pursuit of the elves, and it is impossible and should not have the courage to turn back and eat the elves.

But I'm sorry, but this group of vampires did the opposite, hiding most of the elite in the elven corpses, waiting for the fish to bite the hook.

And this fish is the 'Crow's Mouth' that can bring great disaster to the vampire group, the second-order elf prophetess Master Kimbell.

As the pile of corpses exploded, a thick blood mist instantly filled the entire field, bringing a radius of tens of meters into a darkness. And the squeaky vampire bats flew around like a swarm of headless flies, frantically attacking every elf in the vicinity.

But the strange thing is that the elven prophetess didn't have half a bat around her!

If the enemy had planned the attack, how could he have missed a 'big man' like the Elven Prophet?

Master Kimbell knew that it was not good, and while retreating quickly, he kept shaking the natural staff in his hand.

Radiant green halos couldn't stop shining on her body, and the dense protective spells such as thorn armor, natural barriers, tree skin techniques, and nature guardians quickly swirled around her side, and the dazzling spell fluorescence reflected almost blindly.

As an elven prophet, although he has lost most of his spell-casting ability, with instant staffs, magic items, spell scrolls, and magic potions, Master Kimbell still blesses himself with the most magic protection in the shortest amount of time.

When he was under such strict magical protection, the heart of the Master of Kimbell calmed down a little. With her backhand, she pulled out a powerful magic scroll with a simple and old shape from her waist, and then narrowed her eyes and carefully waited for the enemy's attack.

She is also self-aware, knowing that with her 6 agility, it is impossible to escape from the enemy's attack range. So she simply protected herself closely, and then waited for her companions to rescue.

Among the elves present today, there are as many as 21 second-order warriors alone, and there is also a third-order druid elder, as long as ......

Just as Master Kimbell's mind was halfway turned, a ghostly figure in the thick blood mist was already clinging to the outermost layer of thorn armor. With the ripples of green ripples, the two people in the field snorted at the same time.

As a second-order vampire wizard, Mary's current attack is basically a combination of blood energy, shadow energy, and five physical attacks per second, which can almost output extremely terrifying attack damage in the shortest time.

In particular, bloodline energy is extremely corrosive and good at breaking magical protection, while shadow energy has the magical property of ignoring defenses, which is the basic content that magical assassins must master.

Therefore, in just three or two seconds, Mary broke through nearly 60% of the magic protection outside Master Kimbell's body with her compound attack, and at the same time, the shadow energy that penetrated through her body also hit the opponent's mouth with blood.

However, the thorn armor that the prophetess laid for herself also has the characteristic of reflecting 30% of physical damage, so while Mary quickly attacks the opponent, her own blood is also surging, and the damage is continuous.

And this short time was enough for those elves and druids to react.

Brush Brush Brush ......

A large area of 'natural light' is constantly bursting in the field.

Those elves and druids are all natural creatures, so naturally they will not be harmed by this 'natural light'. Only Mary and the vampire bats she brought belonged to the unnatural system, so those vampire derivatives that had turned into human forms raised their heads one by one and hissed miserably, and were instantly 'purified' by the dense burst of green aura.

The druids were all on the periphery, and it was difficult to get over for a while.

However, the recovery spells such as 'Rejuvenation Technique', 'Protecting Evil', and 'Healing Damage' that they sent out were brushed on the body of the elven prophetess Master Kimbell over and over again, instantly making the little damage she had just suffered disappear, and her state was even better.

One by one, the druids roared loudly and rushed forward, some turned into raging giant bears, trembling the ground and rushing wildly, some turned into huge eagles and rushed into the sky with a long hiss, and some turned into sturdy cheetahs, which suddenly disappeared into the air with just a forward leap......

The 3rd Order Druid Elder really didn't expect that a 2nd Order Little Witch would be so bold that she would actually choose to run in front of his eyes to assassinate the Elven Prophet. Therefore, at this moment, his whole dark green face was flushed with anger, and he strode forward, waving the oak staff in his hand vigorously.

In the glade, a thundercloud storm of acres and acres was rapidly formed, and a bowl of thunder slashed down from the tumbling thunderclouds, aiming directly at the blood-colored figure of the elf prophetess who was frantically chasing and slashing the elf prophetess.

The leader of the Dark Moon Assassins, who had been fully prepared, regretfully appeared on the edge of the thunderclouds. She originally wanted to use her speed to contain the vampire witch, but unfortunately she was blocked by this Rank 3 thundercloud storm.

These thunderbolts won't distinguish between friend and foe, and once she rushes in, she will also be attacked by thunderclouds!

With no other choice, Natasha spun around and lunged at the vampires who were scattered around the periphery to prevent the elves from coming to their rescue. With her second-order strength, dealing with these vampire derivatives that are only the strength of high-level apprentices is basically one by one, and it is extremely easy and painful to kill.

In such a difficult situation, anyone would think that the vampire witch would take a break from the edge of this wave of natural spells before assassinating.

However, to their surprise, the vampire witch did not retreat an inch, and completely adhered to the protective shield of the elven prophetess in the face of the raging thunderclouds and the natural spells that poured from the scoop, and played with fatal attacks, attacks, and attacks......

Wild thunderclouds descended from the sky, half reduced by the blood mist that spread everywhere, but the remaining furious magical energy still burned half of Mary's body into charcoal. Although Mary has dodged the dense 'Thorns', 'Elven Fire', 'Poison Strike', and 'Starfire' through small dodges as much as possible...... But the dodge space was limited, and she was still beaten to the point of blood spraying, and her mutilated body almost collapsed.

The Elven Prophetess hiding within layers of protection is not doing well, but she, the hunter, is already dying!

However, the elven prophetess's external protection was only a thin layer left!

Just as the elves were relieved and ready to make persistent efforts to take the hateful vampire witch away in one wave, the guy actually pulled out a handful of shiny blood-colored crystals and stuffed them into his mouth.

In the next second, the blood-colored energy in her body surged out wildly, and in an instant, a layer of thick and blood-like terrifying mist was spread around her body. And her own breath of life soared again.

Damn it...... Damn it......

At this moment, the 3rd Order Druid Elder who had strode forward realized that his large-scale thundercloud storm had certainly brought great damage to the vampire witch, but it had also hindered the rescue of the elves in disguise.

Under his furious shout, the tumbling and converging rolling thunderclouds disappeared in an instant, and there was no trace. At this time, the druids gathered on the edge of the thundercloud storm rushed up and plunged into the thick blood mist that was invisible.

Natasha, who was the fastest in the field, also quickly got rid of the entanglement of the vampire token and pounced on the blood mist.

Amidst the cacophony of shouting, roaring, and roaring, the faint sound of a shield breaking was so thrilling.

The fog shook, and the elven prophetess Master Kimbell ran wildly despite her old age, her body had just rushed out of the edge of the mist, and she was about to ask Natasha for help when an extremely sharp blood arrow pierced the back of her head and flew out from the middle of her forehead.

The blood energy brought by the blood arrow directly eroded the entire brain of the prophetess.

With a bang, the prophetess's head exploded, and the blood fountain that soared into the sky splashed more than three meters high, drenching the surrounding elves and druids.

Natasha let out a roar of rage and threw herself into the blood mist.

At this time, in the blood mist, there were as many as eleven second-order elves alone, while the other second-order elves were guarding the periphery of the blood mist, constantly sprinkling the 'natural light' to purify the blood energy. But to their surprise, this layer of rich blood mist seemed to be able to be replenished continuously, and so many elves cast spells at the same time, they couldn't even purify it quickly.

Natasha and the druids who invaded the blood mist seemed to be caught in a terrible blood swamp, and no matter how hard they struggled and ran, their speed was still inevitably limited to an extremely low level.

The fierce vampire witch was incarnated countless times, fighting almost everyone at the same time.

The muffled grunt of pain, the strange sound of fingers and claws scratching and stabbing flesh, the sound of blood splattering, and the loud roar of anger and low roar......

"Give me ......"

The Druid Elder Antolil, who rushed to the front of the blood mist, let out a loud shout, and a huge green aura instantly smashed on the blood mist.

The elves and druids inside and outside the blood mist were all unconscious, but Mary, who had turned into the core of the blood mist, was like thunder, and her barely healed body instantly burst into hundreds of small wounds, and the splashing blood fountain instantly dyed her into a bloody person.