The Haysen plane.

This is a tribe of trolls located deep in the mountains and in the middle of a forest.

The battle has just been extinguished, and the vampire troops from afar are quickly clearing the battlefield.

Mary flapped her bats wings and hovered in mid-air, a huge stone plaza beneath her topped with countless corpses of trolls.

The trolls were all about 3 meters tall, with indigo skin, thick hair, two long fangs that protruded out of their lips, and red-dyed sideburns. They are all very strong and muscular, with particularly slender hands and feet, and are armed with sharpened wooden spears and a peculiar pike.

Of course, these weapons are quenched!

A paralyzing toxin extracted from plants, a spoonful of the toxin can easily take down an adult rampaging elephant.

But alas, such a poison weapon is almost harmless to vampires!

Mary floated in mid-air, dropping the corpse of a completely shriveled and withered troll warrior, wiping away a trace of green blood from the corner of her mouth, and slowly scanning the lifeless troll camp.

And the wounds on her body that rolled up one after another also began to slowly close and heal under the swirling of blood and qi......

In order to eliminate the trolls as quickly as possible, Mary and Soros broke into the troll camp from the beginning of the war, and then cut down the statue of the feather god erected in the center of the stone square in an almost insulting manner. At this moment, they completely angered the entire tribe of trolls.

All the trolls, whether they were full-time troll warriors or ordinary troll women and children, came out of the wooden houses, shacks, and grass nests like crazy, and attacked the two of them frantically.

And Mary and Soros stood in the middle of the stone square, under the attack of waves of crazy trolls. As for the vampire troops they brought with them, they scattered all around, stealthily and quickly destroying the lone trolls in dark corners.

Ordinary vampires are still too fragile after all!

Their thin bodies could not support the heavy metal armor, so all the vampires wore smooth silk robes in order not to affect their agile figures.

Such clothing is obviously unable to resist the attacks of trolls with great strength, so in order to reduce the casualties of the vampires' men, Mary, the blood lord, can only go into battle in person, and take Soros to attract the attention of all the trolls to the two of them.

After all, Mary and Soros have reached the third level, and they have strange blood-sucking attack abilities, which can draw some of their power from the blood flowing from the enemy's body. This also gives them an almost infinite amount of combat energy.

Even so, the trolls' powerful sharp spears and the whizzing metal pikes still left the two of them scarred, and the injuries continued to accumulate.

The most difficult thing for the trolls is not their strong physique, but their terrifyingly tenacious vitality.

Whether it's a severed limb or a large hole in the chest and abdomen, as long as the head is not cut off, they can continue to attack with ferocity.

In terms of overall quality alone, adult trolls are qualified warriors regardless of gender. Their physical fitness has reached the standard of Tier 1 creatures, and coupled with the spirit of fighting without recklessness and endless fighting, their strength is not inferior to that of ordinary Tier 2 creatures.

Even those old and weak women and children who are a little less powerful have extremely strong offensive and combat skills.

If they are scattered into the mountains and forests to start guerrilla attacks, it will be difficult to wipe them out even if the vampire team expands tenfold. Therefore, in order to solve this camp of 300 trolls at once, Mary can only use herself as bait and tie the enemy to the center of this camp that is not safe to defend.

After a bloody battle, Mary had countless wounds on her body.

As far as the eye could see, the delicate and tall body could be seen everywhere with horrific wounds rolled up like a baby's mouth, and her skin had turned blue and purple, and it was obvious that too many terrible toxins had accumulated on it.

However, even so, Mary still used the bee sting dagger in her hand to kill the attacking trolls on the spot.

Wounds for wounds, blood for blood!

Mary's attacks are always so simple and direct, and the effect is amazing.

Of the 183 adult troll warriors and 133 ordinary trolls in the entire troll camp, 207 died directly or indirectly at the hands of Mary and Soros.

In particular, the troll chief, whose strength was as high as the 2nd order intermediate, pierced Mary through the chest with a spear, piercing her heart. However, its attack also completely angered Mary, the Queen of Blood.

Instead of beheading it or stabbing its heart, Mary bleed it with her swift form and furious attacks.

The once arrogant Troll Chief is bleeding to death!

And its blood was not wasted, it was directly absorbed by Mary with a blood-colored aura, and then transformed into terrifying blood-related witchcraft and thrown into the troll warriors.

Blood Drain, Blood Fury, Blood Spear, Blood Boiling, Blood Flow Reversal......

As a Tier 3 pinnacle vampire wizard, Mary has combined bloodline energy with strange sorcery to create a series of bloodline sorcery, each with terrifying combat power. And as the blood lord of all blood knights and blood elves, Mary can also give these blood witchcraft to her subordinates to a limited extent.

This also enhances the combat effectiveness of vampire wizards from one side!

After all, if you rely only on the instincts of vampires to fight, they will always be a group of vampires who are ostracized by the wizarding community. But now with these bloodline witchcraft, they can also proudly call themselves 'blood witches'.

In the mountains and forests in the distance, the pursuit continued.

When the number of trolls in the camp dropped below 50, they finally flinched in fear and began to flee frantically into the forest.

Mary didn't take part in the pursuit, but flapped her tattered bat's wings and floated on top of the mountain of troll corpses, soaking up the thick blood of the place while trying to recover from the scars on her body.

Immediately, Soros, dressed in thick armor, walked back from a distance with heavy steps, knelt down, and placed a hideous and terrifying troll head in front of Mary's eyes.

It's the head of an old troll!

Its skin was loose and wrinkled, the hair on the top of its skull was withered, and it wore a white animal tooth on the wing of its nose, and its huge ear wheels hung low on both sides, and two huge golden earrings hung from it.

The old troll's eyes were wide open, his teeth were grinning, and he looked fierce and cruel......

However, the most striking thing is still the faint halo of magic that lingers on the skull.

The witch doctor of the trolls!

Seriously, the witch doctor of the troll clan can be regarded as a spellcaster who has mastered some of the elemental powers.

It's just that they combine more elemental power with various biological herbs to form an extremely unique way of mixing poison.

Mary's bruise-purple toxin, which could not be removed quickly, was due to it.

Seeing that the trolls were about to be wiped out after the death of the troll chieftain, the cunning and treacherous troll witch doctor immediately ordered the trolls to scatter and flee, and he himself mixed into the fleeing ranks in the hope of escaping the pursuit of this terrible enemy.

It's a pity that its strange elemental power that it doesn't know how to hide can hide from the ears and eyes of Mary and the others.

Mary stayed here to recover, but sent Thoros, a third-order blood knight, out to hunt down the witch doctor.

Sure enough, it only took a quarter of an hour for Soros to bring back the head of this troll witch doctor with a second-order primary strength.

However, after this bloody battle, Soros's thick armor was full of pitted depressions, and most of the armor spikes were bent and broken. The sticky, smelly troll purple blood brushed his body layer after layer, and even if it was just a simple kneeling there, a terrifying blood swamp quickly gathered under him, and a layer of flesh and blood and unknown organ fragments were faintly floating on it.

"Isa, it's yours! I need to know the location of the Troll Nation and their tribes as soon as possible, and besides, I need to retrieve all the strong people in their tribes......" Mary shouted loudly, standing high in the air.

"Yes!"

From the nearby mountains and forests, a slender and graceful figure quickly flew up, and also knelt in front of Mary and said in a loud voice.

Immediately, the blood elf mage Isa stood up, walked over, picked up the head of the old troll witch doctor, and kissed it fiercely on its hideous mouth, and a look of cruel madness appeared on his delicate flower-like face.

"Come on, come on...... Your blood, your life, your soul...... Everything is mine, come and become one with me, and you will have a new ......."

With a creepy murmur, the old troll witch doctor, who was already dead and couldn't die anymore, suddenly opened his mouth and screamed wildly, and his entire old ugly face was full of unconcealable fear and cringe.

And when the blood elf mage Isa pursed his lips and sucked, countless miserable green fluorescence came out of the old troll witch doctor's skull, and quickly disappeared into Isa's delicate red lips like a tired bird returning to the forest.

"Evil wizards, you will be punished by the wrath of Lord FeatherGod......! Even if you die, curse you......"

A strange soul phantus emerged from the old troll witch doctor's skull, and began to curse the blood elf in front of him frantically. It's a pity that now it has lost the ability to protect its soul, and can only scream wildly and turn into a stream of fireflies to be devoured by the other party.

After Isa, a blood elf mage with only 2nd order intermediate strength, devoured the old troll witch doctor of the 2nd order level, his entire body began to tremble uncontrollably. A strange toxin continued to erupt in her body, staining her originally fair and pink skin indigo.

However, how much power a dead old witch doctor could have, so it only took Issa half an hour to digest its soul and the shattered soul memories that came with it.