When the Sound Swallowing Bat opened its mouth, a magic array condensed, and Cyril raised his hand and directly froze their mouths with cold ice, stopping the sound wave magic that the Sound Swallowing Bat is best at.

Crimson blood dripped from the Sound Swallowing Bats, surrounded by extreme cold, and their speed began to slow down.

Baroque shares life with Cyril, has signed various contracts, and uses the body of a puppet, although he can also be harmed by moonlight, but it is far less uncomfortable than the swallowing bat, Baroque has long been accustomed to the coldness of moonlight.

The moonlight forms a shackle of ice, sewing the mouth of the swallowing bat.

Cyril stared down at the crystal ball, silently interfering with the will and judgment of the Swallowing Bat.

The wings of the Silent Swallowing Bat are frozen in ice, making it impossible to attack Baroque and Cyril.

The eighth-level Sound Swallowing Bat, whose strength could not be exercised smoothly because of the cold ice, began to ignore the moonlight and ice fog while it had been injured, and flapped its wings and flew quickly towards the entrance of the cave.

The other two sound-swallowing bats, as soon as they saw their companions preparing to flee, flapped their long, clawed wings, controlled the sounds they collected, and prepared to expand them into deadly sound waves.

The strange moonlight spirit immediately stood up from the ground, and the skin on the soles of his feet, wherever it touched the ground, even for a brief moment, would show a kind of trace as if it had been burned.

The Moonlight Elf looked anxious and pointed at the wings of the Swallowing Bat, silently opened its mouth, and used the moonlight to match the text to tell Cyril the weakness of the Swallowing Bat.

Cyril understood what the Moon Elf meant, and the Moon Elf was telling him not to condense his voice.

While holding the crystal ball and white feather in his hand, and while controlling the moonlight magic, Cyril gave an order to Baroque in his heart with great calmness, "Interrupt with all your might, don't let them succeed in charging." ”

Baroque suddenly stopped probing, no longer observing the ability, defense and particularity of the Sound Swallowing Bat, etc., withdrew all the magic insects, and shuttled freely in the moonlight as a black shadow, and came behind the two winged Sound Swallowing Bats in an instant, opened his left and right arms, and the black magic array quickly condensed, and the dark red light condensed into the devil's claw with him, and exploded with all his strength to hit the back of the Sound Swallowing Bat.

The power of the demon's claw burst into such force that the moment the tip of the claw touched the back of the Sound Devouring Bat, the black light easily snapped their wings and hammered them to the ground with all their might.

The swallowing bats emit ash smoke when they land, and the fluff and scales on their bodies are excellent protection, and they will not be burned like moonlight elves when they land.

Ryan took out the special stealth tracking puppet, held the white feather in his hand, and said to Baroque and Cyril in his heart, "Disguise yourself and let them go." ”

Baroque's reddened eyes flickered, and the demon's claws paused in the air, interrupting the rhythm of his attack as he feigned to lean forward.

Cyril held the crystal ball in his hand and whispered silently, retracting the cold moonlight.

Consciousness was no longer under control, and the two injured seventh-level sound-swallowing bats were half-lying on the ground, following the eighth-level sound-swallowing bats to flee in a panic.

Baroque easily jumped up from the ground and clapped his palms, and the puppet's body was not burned by the ground.

Andrew remained invisible, his eyes looking at the puppets that were following the Swallowing Bat away, "Do you need me to follow them down?" ”

"There's no need."

Ryan shook his head slightly, "The Sound Swallowing Bats are social magical beasts, and when they go back to inform them of the situation, the leader will definitely lead more Sound Swallowing Bats back to attack."

The alienation of the Swallowing Bat, I think it must be related to the props of Mahia's restoration of dragonization, and it can only be mutated if it is approached or devoured. Ask the puppets to track them down to their lair, and then look for items that might be related to Mahia once the Sound Swallowing Bat has left the lair. ”

"What's more......" Ryan retracted his gaze and looked at Cyril who was brushing his magic across Baroque's body, "they work better than I expected, and they will continue to be even better." ”

"Baroque is willing to do what Cyril commands."

Andrew tapped the tip of Ryan's hand on the back of his hand, "I listen to everything from you. ”

Ryan clenched the tip of the mischievous tail and lowered his head to kiss the dragon scales, "Yes, I love to hear these words, and I will reward you with ten kisses when I go back in the evening." ”

No way, he's superficial.

Ryan felt that no matter how much he wanted to enjoy the pain of love, he was very willing.

The moonlight brushed through the body of the Baroque puppet, dispersing the dust and blood that had been left on his body during the battle.

Cyril held a crystal ball, his silver hair draped behind him casually, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, like holding a small moon miniature, and using moonlight to purify the scars of the moonlight elves.

Cyril returned to Cyril's shoulder, and the scars on the Moonlight Elf's body from the burns and wounds left before healed quickly. He condensed a piece of ice made of moonlight under his feet, stood on the ice in the air and thanked Cyril seriously, and then condensed it into words with moonlight, not accusing Cyril of not letting go of the Swallowing Bat, his eyes were full of requests, and he looked at Cyril with a sincere attitude—

[Gotta get out of here, there are a lot of Sound Swallowing Bats, and they'll soon be coming with their leaders and tribes.] ］

[You have the scent of the Mother Tree in you, Honorable Priest, I ask you to save my companions.] ］

Cyril retrieved the crystal ball and looked in the direction of Ryan, who touched the spatial ring, took out the white feather and sent it to Cyril with magic.

The author has something to say: "I don't suffer the loss of love, I only suffer the pain of love." ”

Ryan: "Andrew, though he is coquettish to me, the more the merrier. ”

Chapter 330

White Feather appeared out of thin air, and the eyes of the unfamiliar moonlight elf were immediately alert, but because of the indifferent attitude of Cyril and Baroque, the moonlight elf raised his hand slightly and put it down again, and did not directly destroy Bai Yu with magic.

Cyril took the white feather and sent it to the moonlight elf with the moonlight, so that the crystal ball that had recovered its transparency was suspended in the air, and the white feather who held his own communicated with the moonlight elf with psychic magic, "The sound-swallowing bat occupies all the caves, can devour sounds, and can communicate in the heart by holding the feather." ”

Cyril hesitated slightly, his eyes drooped slightly, and he continued: "I am Cyril, a student of High Priest Manraff, and I will help you rescue you...... Clansman. ”

Whether they are from the same elven clan or not, each elven clan has a unique way of communicating with each other.

Even if they are thousands of miles away, the moonlight elves can convey important information through the magic moonoriole.

In the face of the elves' request, Cyril wanted to help rescue the other moonlight elves, but once regarded as a traitor by the clan and the king, Cyril was worried at the moment, but he was unwilling to deceive.

Cyril was ready to be rejected, not to mention that Baroque was with him.

To Cyril's surprise, after he took the initiative to say that he was Cyril, the reaction of the moonlight elf in front of him did change, but it was not disgust.

The words condensed by the magic shattered and dissipated, and the moonlight elf's eyes looked at Cyril in more and more awe, he put his right hand on his left chest, and held the white feather in the air and saluted politely, "Dear Priest Cyril, my name is Ivre, I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

His gaze was too friendly, and although Cyril's expression did not change, his heart was slightly stunned.

Baroque sensed Cyril's strangeness and secretly patted him on the shoulder.

Cyril quickly came back to his senses, and asked slowly with a slightly complicated gaze, "Ivel, haven't you heard about it from the Moonorile lately...... Is there any news about me?

I have been stripped of my priestly rights by the king and the elders, and I am no longer fit to be called a priest by you. ”

Ivor politely waited for Cyril to finish, then shook his head in disapproval, "I know what you're worried about, but please don't worry about it, and trust me." Honorable Priest Cyril, it must be the king and the elders who have done something wrong, and neither I nor my people believe that you and High Priest Manraf will be the elves who have betrayed the Mother Tree.

In addition, I and my race...... We have all been helped by the High Priest of Manraf, and we would not have met here if it had not been for the guidance of High Priest Manraf. ”

Cyril held the crystal ball in his hand, and the crystal ball in his hand shared the spiritual communication of Bai Yu, "So you came to this canyon because of the prophecy of your mentor?" ”

Cyril looked at him slightly, "All of you here are my companions, so don't worry." ”

Baroque sat quietly on Cyril's shoulder, while Ryan and Andrew continued to remain invisible.

"Yes. But we didn't know that it would be you who were prophesied to meet here. ”

Eiffel withdrew his gaze from where White Feather appeared, looked at Baroque's jaw head to politely express his gratitude, and then looked at Cyril and said, "Since it is your companion, it must also be trustworthy." Grand Elder Manrav once went to the forest where we lived, and left a prophecy...... After the translation of the leaders and elders, the prophecy of the high priest should have brought us here to await the arrival of a special lord.

My tribe and I, led by our leader, followed the prophecy to the top of this canyon. We only wanted to leave the moonlight as a signal, but we accidentally attracted the Sound Swallowing Bat, and in the process of escaping, we triggered a trap, forcing our people and I into hiding in the depths of the canyon. ”

Cyril covered the crystal ball with both hands, his coldness seemed to be melted by the words, and his voice was much gentler than usual, "Even so, don't you think you have been deceived by your mentor?" ”

"Perhaps, but if it weren't for High Priest Manraf, we would have died long ago."

"Thanks to the help of High Priest Manraf, we were able to avoid disappearing due to disaster, even if we followed the prophecy and came here and encountered the attack of the Swallowing Bat, but we waited for you, and it was enough." ”

The heart-to-heart exchange was very fast, and after Ivel finished speaking, he looked slightly sideways and looked at the place where the Sound Swallowing Bat fled, "The Sound Swallowing Bat in the canyon has undergone a mutation, and their leader is a level 9 high-level magical beast, and even the weakest newborn Sound Swallowing Bat is level 5.

The Elder could still feel that this place had been scorched by the flames of darkness, except for the Swallowing Bat or ......"

Eivor looked over Cyril's shoulder.

Cyril put down the crystal ball and held the Baroque on his shoulder in the palm of his hand, "He is Baroque, the Demon Lord of the Abyss, whose soul temporarily resides in the puppet, and I am ......"

Baroque looked up sideways.

Cyril's voice paused for a moment, then took the feather from Baroque's hand and added in a soft voice.

Baroque was robbed of his feathers, and he could not hear the communication of hearts.

Ryan and Andrew float silently in the air, sympathizing with Baroque for not hearing, cutting off White Feather's connection and communicating with Andrew in a different way.

Andrew's tail tip gently hooked Ryan's fingers, "As you said, Cyril really doesn't feel too bad about Baroque. ”

"Yes."

Ryan pressed the tip of the dragon's tail lightly with his fingertips, "Andrew, if Baroque can become as smart as you, it should be much easier for him to achieve his wish." ”

Andrew hooked the tip of the dragon's tail and shook Ryan's fingers gently, and lowered his voice with satisfaction and pleasure in his heart, "Baroque has asked me something. ”

Ryan: "When?" ”

"Before." Andrew, "Baroque asked me how I could maintain a 'friendly' relationship like I did with you. ”

Ryan's voice was full of curiosity, "And what did you teach him?" ”

Andrew turned his head to Ryan, "I told him that if you want Cyril to be in a good mood, you have to always follow his instructions and see his requests as a goal that must be accomplished. ”

Ryan, "Is this your own experience?" ”

Andrew nodded honestly.

After listening to Cyril's introduction, Eivor looked at Baroque thoughtfully.

Cyril returns the feathers to the Baroque.

When the feather returned to his palm, Baroque heard the moonlight elf say to him, "Hello, friendly Mr. Demon, I'm Ivre. ”

Baroque: "? ”

Friendly ...... Mr. Demon?

The word friendly is good, but it is used on demons -

Baroque wanted to refute, but held back when he was about to open his mouth.

He didn't know what Cyril had just done with Ivre, and he remembered what Andrew had told him before.

Baroque jumped back on Cyril's shoulder, pondering the words in his mind for a few seconds, then waved casually at Ivre, "Hello, Elf, I'm Baroque, I'm Cyril—"

Baroque originally wanted to say that he was a follower and admirer of Cyril...... But Cyril saw through Baroque's thoughts in advance, and wrapped Baroque's head and face with the palm of his hand with one hand.

It wasn't enough to cover his head with his hands, Cyril's fingertips pinched Bai Yu.

Baroque looked up into Cyril's eyes, suddenly feeling the danger, pondered for a few seconds, reached out and patted Cyril on the shoulder again, and smiled at him obediently.

Ryan: "? ”

Ivre: "? ”

Ryan asked silently in his head: "Tong, is Baroque being coquettish?" ”

"I don't know." The system voice is equally heavy: "But it should be." ”