Unlike some wizards who forcibly borrow more power than they can bear, they will quickly experience a variety of side effects and sequelae. But Kezia is an alternative, and no matter how much power she borrows, it seems that for Kezia, she is far from reaching her limits. She has perfect control over the forces that are not hers, and makes them quiet and obedient.

Like directly using some kind of witchcraft to cover such a small island, the current Tang Bai can also do it. But if it goes further, for example, if the magic exerted on this island is combined with nature and so on almost perfectly, like water and milk, Tang Bai is inferior to Kazia.

As Tang Bai once said, he and Kezia have different emphases in witchcraft and magic. In terms of magic, witchcraft and other powers, Tang Bai is confident that he is far more than a step ahead of Kezia. But in terms of seals, curses, and the grasping and understanding of the rules of this world, Kazia is much higher than Tang Bai.

Because of this, Tang Bai needed a hunter to help him lead the way accurately.

While the scarab was scouting, Lilia and the others also made rounds of the camp. It was confirmed that there were no signs of fighting in the camp, and that there were no people left behind. The supplies that were readily available, and the bags of blood that were still fresh, did not disappear with their owners.

"What can those bugs do? Why don't you send someone to investigate? It's quite uncomfortable. The bald man, who was a vampire hunter, stepped forward and asked Tang Bai. Of course. The tone is inevitable, or subconsciously carries a hint of respect.

The previous scene, which can be said to be completely abnormal, is enough to shock most people. He's a vampire hunter though. But before the Vampire Hunter bloodline awakened, he was just an ordinary person. After awakening, the most contact is only some vampires and witches.

He had also seen some witches' methods, but someone like Tang Bai who directly summoned a dense sea of insects was still a little beyond his imagination. Man does not know anything about himself. I always have a deep fear hidden from the bottom of my heart. Especially when it is unknown, capable of hurting him, and threatening his life.

"There's a barrier set up by some powerful witch here. This barrier will ensure that the three supernatural creatures – wizards, vampires, and even werewolves – cannot approach its core. At least in the absence of an accurate drawing. Tang Bai pursed his lips and replied as he looked at the steep cliffs.

"Am I the map?" Although the bald man's words were questions, the tone and look. Apparently all are full of affirmative implications.

"Yes. We've got friends. You'd better protect yourself, the ring I gave you, don't take it off! Tang Bai's expression flickered, and his eyes looked in a certain direction.

"Actually, I can also participate in the battle." The bald man muttered.

"I don't deny your courage, but this fight is not yours." Tang Bai stretched out his hand and held his wand up, and walked forward.

……

"I know you! Your name is Pearl, isn't it? I remember meeting you in New Orleans. Cole grabbed the pearl's neck against the trunk of a tree.

"I never thought there would be a vampire ancestor joining this time. Are you the only one? What about your brothers? Pearl looked at Cole calmly. Even though she was now holding her feet off the ground by Colka's neck.

It sounded like he looked down on me. My face looks younger than yours though. But I have to admit that I have existed for far longer than you. And vampires are such a race that the older they get, the more powerful they become. I've drunk about a thousand years more human blood than you, and you should talk to me in a different tone. Maybe I'll be your ancestor? Cole smiled, and the fingers around Pearl's neck pressed a little harder.

"The older the vampire, the more powerful they are, I don't deny that. Unfortunately, this rule does not apply to me. Pearl grabbed Cole's wrist with her backhand, twisted it violently, and with a cracking sound, Pearl actually cracked Cole's wrist.

"You should be glad that you are a vampire ancestor! Otherwise, I'd love to stick a white oak stake into your heart. This time, instead of a pearl, it grabbed Cole's neck and lifted him up against the trunk of the tree.

"You're lying! The only white oak tree in the world that can kill us has been reduced to ashes more than a thousand years ago. You may be able to find a little ash of white oak and seal me with a lovely dagger, but you can't kill me. Cole laughed and mocked, even though he was a little out of breath from being pinched by the pearl.

"Apparently you were careless. You did burn the white oak tree that made you immortal, but you forgot the small sapling it left behind. Unfortunately, the little sapling had already grown into a towering tree. The white oak stakes made from it are enough to make all kinds of weapons to slaughter your ancestral family one by one. Now, if you want to survive, cooperate with it. Pearl's fingers pressed harder, turning Cole's face red.

"What are you here for? What is your relationship with those travelers? Where are those brothers of yours, and the travelers? Pearl's questions blurted out in a series of words.

"I'm on my own, and my brothers are busy with their own business. I can't get you to let out Silas. You can't believe how horrible he is! Cole said with difficulty.

"In fact, we know Silas's horrors and abilities better than you do." Pearl tilted her head, and her long black hair poured down like a waterfall in her movements. "Travelers, where are they?"

"They're nearby." Cole's face was unusually flushed from lack of oxygen, and he forced out a smile that looked weird. "Perhaps, they are in the camp, face to face with the founder of the Witch Society?"

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In the camp, six tall or short, strong or thin, expressionless and silent men, formed a half-fan shape to faintly surround Tang Bai in the center. (To be continued......)