Even if you become a witch, you have to eat oranges

Her lips moved hard:

"You are stronger than I thought."

Hilam shook his head noncommittally:

"Did you break away from my control just to die in such a meaningless battle? You should have a chance to live alone."

The blood witch had frost-covered scars on her body, and she seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries, but she still seemed to have maintained most of her strength.

She seems to be quite curious about this subordinate she created:

"What do you think of yourself?"

"Avenger." A tear of unwillingness fell from the corner of Emma's eyes, not because of fear of death.But he is unwilling to accept his own weakness.

"There are always things more important than life."

……

The battle between the dragons and the monsters is heating up.

These magical beasts that were usually hunted by them became fearless after being controlled and would fight at all costs.

For the sake of their clansmen, every dragon warrior unleashed his astonishing potential. He almost broke out of the siege several times, but was beaten back several times.

There was blood and corpses mixed with both sides everywhere.

Ordinary dragonmen in the team who were not members of the guard or hunting team also picked up weapons and joined the battlefield.

The casualties further increased, and the intervals between attacks of several witch apprentices who were protected in the team became longer and longer.

A large number of wounded were sent to the rear, and the newly arrived supporters were covered in wounds.

Thalia has moved away from the group.

When she started to break away from the team, the person behind her quickened her pace and quickly intercepted her.

A tall and thin dragon man appeared in front of her.

After asking Elena and Doron, Salia had already anticipated the identity of the visitor.

"Elder Frances...as expected, it was you who stole the things belonging to the patriarch!"

Thalia stared at the necklace around his neck and the ring on his hand.

"This is a treasure of the tribe. As an elder, how can I be considered as robbing it?"

France didn't seem to have any intention of taking action. He looked at Salia with a somewhat surprised expression:

"Are you with those witches? Hand over your things and I can spare your life."

Having seen Elena's strength before, he was still very wary of those witches, but he didn't feel any pressure from the girl in front of him.

"I'm not a witch!"

Salia covered the sword at her waist and retorted to him:

"I am also a dragon, and I am Uncle Doron's niece. He will come here soon to catch you!"

"..." France looked at her a few times and shook his head regretfully:

"Whether what you said is true or not...I think that guy in Dolan is very unhappy."

"It just so happens that it would be more convenient if she wasn't a witch. There is no one in the tribe who can defeat me."

A dark golden spear appeared in his hand, and he held it tightly with a look of obsession on his face:

"It's your honor to die in its hands."

"I think it's unfortunate that it's held in your hand!"

Salia is very scared and lives in the tribe all year round. Even if she rarely goes out, she is aware of the majesty and strength of the transcendent elders.

This is a strength that ordinary dragon people cannot resist.

And not only is she young, she is now a weak human girl.

"But, but..." Fear and fear made her sweat and her eyes blurred.

She wiped the corners of her eyes desperately and drew the sword in her hand towards the Transcendent Dragon Man in front of her.

"I won't let you get what you want!"

"Even if you die, you must fight and die like a 'brave'!"

The long sword was unsheathed and made a crisp sound. The sword body was translucent, as if glowing with the brilliance of life.

Like a celebration of her courage.

France also held the spear, but for some reason he could not use it to exert terrifying power like the patriarch.

While hiding and peeping at the edge of the battlefield, the patriarch's final blow was as fast and brilliant as a meteor, deeply imprinted in his mind.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I try more, I can be like the patriarch..."

The girl in front of her had a firm look in her eyes. She was obviously weak, but she felt focused and confident when holding the sword.

Frances recalled the last appearance of the patriarch in a daze.

Only this time he was standing on the opposite side.

Volume 254: [-]. Unyielding Will

The ancient castle standing on the cliff was surrounded by a huge blood-colored barrier. Blood-colored snowflakes fell from the sky and rippled on the barrier.

"It's useless. This is legendary level protection and reinforced by past lords. You couldn't break it even in your heyday."

Facing the snowflakes falling from the sky, Hilem still felt pressured, and she tried to interfere with the other party through words:

"You are not in a good condition to begin with. After being suppressed by me and dividing your strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on for long!"

The vampire in the cloud no longer concealed his appearance, revealing an old man's face as old as dry wood, with thin eyebrows, and deep blue eyes with a calm look that had experienced many vicissitudes of life.

The once-famous 'Frostblood Duke' in the country was also the leader of the 'Moon Worshipers', and turned a deaf ear to the lord's transformation.

His attacks did not stop, as if just to contain the lord, he did not hesitate to injure himself and sacrifice the lives of many of his subordinates.

"Is it possible that you are counting on those trash?"

Hillem interfered again, pointing at the rebel vampires who had sneaked in and were attacking the castle along the cliff.

The road to the castle is paved with blood.Even though the executioner team was average in strength, the various traps and formations along the way made the attacking vampires suffer a lot.

One of the young and handsome earls of the vampire race rushed forward. He fought hard, and his body was covered with the blood of his enemies and himself.

"Even if they come to the gate of the castle, they can't break the barrier. What's the point of all this? You might as well take the opportunity to expand your power."

For this operation, most of the strength of Hilem's subordinates were mobilized, leaving the original sphere of influence very empty.

It can be said that she uses this to attract firepower.However, I didn't expect these rebels to come here to gnaw the bones without eating the meat.

"That's enough." 'Frostblood Duke' finally spoke. His voice was not as weak as the old man's, but full of majesty:

"They just need to show the arrogance and confidence of the Vampires."

The Vampires in this plane have been struggling to survive under the rule of witches for generations. Not only have their high-end combat capabilities withered, but most of the Vampires have also lost the confidence to resist.

Hilam seemed to have heard a joke, and she looked at the Duke incomprehensibly:

"You can't attack at all, and there are no other vampires here. Who do you want to show your so-called strong will to?"

"..." The old Duke did not speak. Under his continuous high-intensity and large-scale attacks, his breath was inevitably exhausted, but his body remained upright.

……

Hela is running away.

There are dozens of executioners behind her, and they are also baron-level vampires in terms of strength and speech, and they are undamaged barons.

It's difficult to deal with even one, let alone so many of them.

The reason why he has not been caught is that Hela's strength has been steadily rising, which is quite impressive. More importantly, the enemy is particularly unlucky for some reason.

Yes, just unlucky enough to look the same as the actor.

"Catch her!"

"I'll circle over there!"

call out--

Several bloody blades flew towards Hela and went straight to Hela's back in an instant. She used the force to twist her body and flap her bat wings.

boom!

The sharp blood blade like glass exploded, and a bloody storm broke out, scraping a hole in the ground.

But he didn't know that the powerful baron or viscount's attack, the large-area attack, didn't hurt Hela at all.

Hela emerged from the storm and was pushed forward a lot. Her body lost some balance and she staggered a few steps before continuing to run away.

wow——

A dark red disk flew towards it in a graceful arc. Even though it was far away, Hela could feel strong uneasiness.

call out--

Another arrow with explosive power was shot out, but by chance it hit the disc. Both exploded with a huge impact.

Several vampires following Hela were blocked by the explosion and watched as Hela pulled away.

"What are you doing!"

After chasing all the way, a vampire closest to Hela complained loudly, and she glared at her companions behind.

"Ask her, I was about to succeed because she defeated me!"

"What! I was about to hit but you blocked it, you traitor!"

"are you mad at me!"

Several powerful captains accused each other and seemed about to start a fight.

Because of the lord's order and the mediation of other companions, the captains snorted coldly and turned to different directions to pursue Hela, who had already run away.

In this way, Hela narrowly avoided one pursuer after another, but as time passed, the pursuers began to disperse and surround her.

They sensed something was wrong and used a wide net to block Hela's actions.

Without the complicated environment, the extent to which the executioners were disturbed by bad luck was greatly reduced, and at the same time they began to tighten the encirclement.

Hela has been circling the outer layer of the floating island, going back and forth to palaces, trees and other places from time to time.But gradually her dodge space became smaller and smaller.

This time she was surrounded by enemies from both sides.

We must fight head-on!

Hela found an enemy with average strength and rushed towards him, but no matter how ordinary he was, he was still a baron with no loss of strength.

"At this……"

Seeing Hela's figure, the executioner immediately shouted, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a burst of pressure.

This is the oppression brought by noble blood.

"Don't try to get past me!"

The executioner was holding a machete. Although her strength had dropped a lot, she did not look panicked. Her calm posture showed her rich combat experience.

Bang!

Hela struck her scimitar with a claw, and the huge shock caused the two of them to retreat at the same time. The other party even adjusted his posture first and struck again.

Hela, who had lost her first move, watched as the gleaming blade cut towards her, but she was not panicked. There was a dark golden light in her eyes.

"Stop!"

Under the incredible gaze of the executioner, her body did not violate her control, but actually stopped on her own initiative.

puff-

Hela scratched her neck with a claw, and a large amount of blood spurted out like spring water.Regardless of finishing the attack, Hela continued to escape.

She has the information of the executioners in her memory, and is well aware of some of the 'tricks' in their bodies. She can completely control the actions of the other party at such a close range.

It's just that the baron-level opponent was much stronger than expected. Hela couldn't control it immediately. She only partially controlled it after a duel.