Inside the jungle.

Somewhere near the Troll Capital.

In a hidden underground cavern, voodoo rituals are still going on......

The voodoo ritual was presided over by the old poison woman under the poison spirit Remy, and Remy himself hid to the side and watched the whole process with Mary.

The cave is not large, the ground is rugged, and there are still some ashes left from the burning of the campfire.

Once upon a time, it may have been the lair of some large carnivorous monster, but alas, its habitat was too close to the Troll Capital. As such, it is obvious that it has been transformed into a rudimentary campsite by later trolls.

In the small underground cave, there are common areas, rest rooms, armories, and some inexplicable small warehouses. Garrisoned by a seven-member troll squad, they are now part of a voodoo ritual ritual and will never return to their homes.

The communal camping area was cleared out of the ground, and the bones of countless beasts and the skulls of troll warriors were piled together for fuel. Their souls and flesh were forced out by the witch array below, turning into a cluster of miserable green ghost fire, silently licking a strange crystal suspended above.

There are too many souls of the dead wrapped around the fire, they are crying, they are wailing, they are cursing...... The Wizard Array collected the powerful hatred and resentment that they had overflowed and turned it into a terrible voodoo curse, which was sent into the power crystal.

In the spirit of resonance between the same source of power, this power crystal also echoes somewhere in the Troll Capital. Following the thread of the slashing and slashing origin connection between the two sides, this extremely powerful voodoo curse is also infecting the source of that magical power at a moment.

Through the voodoo ritual, Remy could even hear an angry roar transmitted through the rules level.

Clearly, the source of power has sensed the voodoo infestation and has expressed its anger.

Unfortunately, instead of causing Remy to fear, his anger made him more agitated.

Cursed Gods...... No, cursing a fetish, such a thing can be experienced in person, for any 'cursed wizard' can show off and be proud!

Therefore, a few days later, Mary took out the power crystal, and Remy did not hesitate to take on this 'terrible' task. The reason why this task is terrible is that such an act will undoubtedly deeply anger the fetish.

Once the other party becomes angry and retaliates unscrupulously, I am afraid that this vampire expeditionary force can escape the pursuit of a fetish and kill the guy with a single slap.

"How's the effect? Can you pass the plague to that guy?" Mary obviously didn't know anything about voodoo rituals, and she couldn't find anything after watching it for a long time, so she could only ask patiently.

Hearing Mary's question, Remy rolled her eyes.

"Mistress Mary, you think too highly of us! The other party is a fetish! Not to mention the plague, we can't pass on even a small curse of weakness. Even a bad one, there may be ...... here"

As soon as he said this, Remy suddenly stirred and turned his head to look in the direction of the voodoo ritual.

There, above the voodoo ritual, a dark space suddenly twisted and shattered, and from within it burst a terrifying golden lightning bolt that blinded the blind.

Caught off guard, the old poisonous woman who presided over the ceremony screamed miserably, and was struck by lightning.

The few clothes on her body turned to ashes in an instant, her short and unkempt and dirty hair stood on end, the skin of her purple body became charred, and even a wisp of black smoke came out of her open mouth.

Fortunately, the old poisonous woman has been transformed into a third-order plague creature, and a 'divine punishment' can't kill her.

As she struggled to get back up from the ground, Remy, the Poison Spirit, opened her mouth and blew a thick puff of yellow-green smoke at her.

The poisonous smoke quickly rushed into the old woman's body, and quickly healed the lightning damage she had received.

However, the divine energy that accompanied the golden lightning was not so easy to dispel. Therefore, the old poisonous woman's own strength inevitably dropped a little.

Seeing the scene in front of her, Mary looked at Remy again with a strange look in her eyes.

"You're smart!" Mary said indifferently.

"Thank you for the compliment!" Poison Remy still had a hippie smile.

"You just said that you can't even pass on a curse witchcraft, so what's the point of continuing this voodoo ritual?"

"Lord Mary, voodoo ritual may not curse that feathered serpent, but it can pollute its mind. So, between a clever and cunning Quetzalcoatl and a Quetzalcoatl tainted by rage, which one would you choose?"

"The latter, of course. That guy has absolute power, and it's hard for us to match it head-on. But once its power gets out of hand, our chance is here......! Are you sure there's a way to make it lose its mind?" asked Mary, confused.

"If it was really flawless, I wouldn't be wasting time here. Remy had a thoughtful look on his face, "Ever since I used the voodoo ritual to establish an original connection with that feathered serpent, I've felt very strange. It...... It doesn't seem to be as powerful as the trolls make it out to be. ”

"Oh, what did you find?"

"Either your previous information was wrong, or the other party is in some kind of weakness...... In short, that Quetzalcoatl God definitely didn't reach the 5th order, but a 4th order creature! Otherwise, the divine punishment just now would never have been this little damage!"

"It's not the 5th order, it's the 4th order?" Mary couldn't help but be half surprised and half delighted.

She didn't have Alice's ability to use a hammer and a piece of animal bone to dissect the enemy's secrets. On the battlefield, any shred of intelligence about the enemy needs to be exchanged for blood and lives.

Therefore, hearing the judgment of the poisonous spirit Remy, Mary was also surprised and delighted, and became suspicious.

If the enemy is really as judged by Remy, and his strength is only a 4th order, then Mary and the others are not without a chance at all. As a vampire wizard from the main plane, facing a powerhouse from a secondary plane, even if the opponent is one rank higher than him, he is not afraid at all from the bottom of his heart.

For nothing else, it's just a comprehensive crushing of knowledge, skills, equipment and awareness!

The natives of this plane may not know anything about wizards, but wizards can gain a wealth of knowledge of the alien plane from books and knowledge crystals. Counteracting the effects of dimensional suppression, the wizards of the main plane are superior in every way to these natives of the secondary plane, who are still in a primitive state of ignorance.

In terms of combat power alone, the vampire expeditionary force led by Mary could not compete with the thousands of brave and physically strong troll warriors. However, with only a 'small' plague, Mary and the others almost bloodlessly forced back the terrible army of trolls.

Even in the face of a troll capital with a number of 2 or 30,000, Mary and the others were not afraid at all, but were planning to wipe out the enemy. And what they planned and calculated even included the indigenous totem god who had not appeared behind the scenes-Quetzalcoatl.

What gave her confidence was the difference in plane and mentality between the two sides.

As a wizard of the main plane, Mary regarded herself as a predator in her heart, even if she was inferior to the other party in strength. And no matter how strong and brave the other party is, in her eyes, he is just a big boar that has become more 'fat'.

However, just as she was thinking fiercely, Soros, who was in charge of guarding the perimeter, strode in.

"Master, there's movement in the Troll Capital. A horde of troll warriors are coming in this direction, apparently trying to get us out!"

"Hmph, it seems that the stinky snake is in a hurry, and sent them out again. Inform all the Bloods, send them all to the depths of the jungle and kill them fiercely!" Speaking of this, Mary looked excited: "I don't believe that the believers of that stinky snake have died so much, and it can still stay in its lair safely!"

"If it can endure it, then something is really wrong with its body. At that time, we will kill its lair. Walk ......"

With that, Mary let out a roar and rushed out of the hideout with a large number of vampire men.

As for the scene of this voodoo ceremony, there is a third-order old drug woman presiding, plus a poison spirit Remy, the troll who can break through the vampire defense line and run here to make trouble is by no means too lucky, but extremely unlucky.

Otherwise, how could they do such a self-defeating thing!

…………

The Hasen plane, somewhere in the Degu Jungle.

In the depths of the dark and deep tropical jungle, a slightly empty glade, a large black and strange substance appeared at some point.

These substances are like liquid fluids churning and oscillating in mid-air, appearing unusually active and restless.

Finally, as the dimensional space was torn apart with a thud, a dark substance as thick as ink erupted from the crack, instantly infecting the glade into a dark and dark pupil ghost.

And in the endless darkness, two dim gloom lights suddenly lit up in a hazy and illusory shadow.

The Shadow Demon is the body of a demonic weapon, and it is very little affected by the power of the plane, and it is almost free from the suppression of the plane's consciousness at the same time as it crosses over.

"Looking for Mistress Mary...... Intimate protection ......"

The Shadow Fiend muttered to himself in a strange tone, quickly locating Mary's presence.

"Northeast direction...... 2700 miles ......"

With the other party's message, the Shadow Demon immediately set off without hesitation.

Unlike other magical machines that stride or fly in the air, the way Shadow Fiends move is particularly eerie.

With the ability to travel through shadows, the Shadow Demon appeared in a flicker in the huge shadow cast by a tall ancient tree a hundred meters away. After only a slight pause, its form disappeared again, appearing directly in another shadow a hundred meters away......

Relying on this silent shadow shuttle, the Shadow Demon quickly crossed more than 2,700 miles of mountains and forests, and quickly approached the location of Wizard Mary.