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

Hela continued to separate her clones, and the distance gradually became closer.

The chaotic team of executioners was unable to stop.

"Who! Who gave the order just now!"

The executioner captain who gave the order at the beginning glanced with red eyes. The captain who suddenly interrupted and deflected the entire attack rhythm had disappeared into the crowd and was difficult to detect in the chaos.

The flight trajectories of the clones became more and more weird, but they were still scattered one by one, but the total distance was getting closer.

"Back away! Avoid her!"

"Attack! Kill her first!"

"Stop, it's too messy."

Under the intentional guidance of a certain captain and the confusion of the team itself, these vampires became a mess, acted independently, and even accidentally injured teammates.

The vampire in charge could no longer control the situation.

Hela finally entered the crowd.

boom!

A strong pressure spread out, and the bodies of the approaching executioners froze. After a brief silence, the killing began.

"Devil, devil!"

"do not come--"

These lord puppets, who often brought pain and punishment to ordinary vampires, were now extremely panicked and fled in all directions.

A vampire was killed quickly by Hela. She walked through the chaotic crowd, using her superb skills to use the enemy as a shield while dodging dangerous attacks.

One after another 'blood flowers' bloomed, Hela's exhausted energy was restored again, and the promotion process accelerated rapidly.

The three sources of magic power formed a subtle connection, and a golden blood core condensed in the body.

Finally, a strong aura appeared in the crowd, and the new blood baron was even more powerful than some viscounts.At the same level, the terrifying bloodline makes a large number of vampires paralyzed.

More vampires were slaughtered, and a dazzling bloody light passed through the team. Wherever it passed, residual limbs were flying and wailing was everywhere, and they headed straight towards the teleportation array.

"...They're all trash!"

Hela, whose body was soaked in blood, appeared not far from the teleportation array. She looked up at the vortex leading to another plane above her head.

But in mid-air, a vampire who had been waiting for a long time flapped his bat wings and lowered it slightly.

She is also a viscount, but she has a completely different atmosphere from other commanders.

She wore a long single ponytail, one eye was covered by an eye patch, but a wild smile appeared on her delicate face.

"Do you think you can break through after you advance? Your progress ends here. Let me tell you, the person who killed you is my leader of executioners, Salurit."

Hela withdrew her gaze and glanced at her.

The aura of Hela's promotion has become deeper in a short period of time. Her figure has become taller, no longer like a girl but closer to a girl. Her long dark red hair has also flowed down to her hips.

Ignoring the other party, a strong aura swept away.Hela flew straight into the sky.

"You... stop for me!"

The executioner leader's strength declined slightly in the face of bloodline suppression, but he still maintained his viscount-level strength.

"Don't underestimate me!"

A dagger appeared in her hand, exuding a sharp-edged aura, her body glowed with blood, and she appeared in front of Hela in an instant.

But a flower bloomed on her.

Blood-colored, small umbrella-like flowers suddenly appeared, with claw-like, silky petals that were gorgeous and filled with a sense of disillusionment.

A big hole appeared in Salurit's chest, and she fell to the ground without any resistance, blood flowing like a stream.

Flower of Killing.

The new talent that had absorbed a massive amount of death not long ago exerted unimaginable terrifying power, bringing eternal death and silence.

Hela's body rose higher and higher, stepping into the back of the teleportation array, and into the 'territory' she entered for the first time since her birth.

Passing through that end, what appears in front of you is a bloody hell.

A large number of Vampires fought crazily and died. There were broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, and their blood formed a long river.

Hela glanced slightly blankly, and was slightly attracted by a strong and weak aura.

A handsome young vampire male was not far away. His aura was exaggeratedly powerful, but his seriously injured and dying body was extremely weak.

This vampire full of murderous intent looked at Hela, his eyes showing various emotions such as hope, doubt, relief, etc., and finally fell silent.

The newly promoted earl, who had broken through countless enemies and traps and suffered hundreds of wounds, finally fell in front of the portal.

Just when Hela was a little overwhelmed, a figure landed in front of her. He was a wrinkled but noble and majestic old man.

He knelt down on one knee towards Hela and said:

"Your Highness, welcome to your kingdom."

Volume 270: [-]. Questions and Answers, Asylum, Devil

Seeing that the newly born His Highness in front of him was still confused, the old man with the title of Frostblood Duke smiled slightly, unable to see the strength of the man who had previously suppressed Hilem in the castle and was unable to leave.

"Your Highness, we are the 'Moon Worshipers', a blood race that believes in the ancestors' resistance to the 'lords'. You and the contemporary lords must have a stop, and we are your help."

"...Are you enemies of Xilem?"

Looking at the long-dark red-haired Vampire girl's serious question, the old man replied:

"I will never die."

A blood-colored cloud covered the two of them. Hela hesitated for a moment, but finally did not resist and allowed herself to be carried into the sky.

The old man bowed deeply to the battlefield on the ground. He divided his power to Emma and kept attacking the powerful formation of the castle. He was also seriously injured, but he didn't show it at all at the moment.

"Your Highness, they did not die for you." The old man had a vision and paused briefly on the body of the Earl of the Lampton family, and then continued:

"There are still a large number of vampires in the country who are resisting, even at the cost of their own lives."

"I am also the heir to the lord." Hela was stunned for a moment, then committed suicide and said.

"So, what do you think you are?" The old man looked at Hela steadily and asked sincerely:

"Do you consider yourself a vampire?"

Hela was a little confused. She thought for a while and replied:

"Part of it..."

"That's enough." The old man asked again:

"Are you willing to regard the Vampires as your subordinates rather than tools, are you willing to forgive those weak Vampires, and are you willing to treat the Vampires you fight as honorary warriors?"

"Yes."

"Then you are our His Highness."

In the sky, Hela looked deeply at the old castle on the cliff. In the fully aroused formation, Hilam also looked deeply at her.

Both of them had murderous intent in their eyes and no words were needed.

"I didn't expect that the lord actually let his body go to an alien plane." The old man suddenly said with emotion, with a trace of regret in his words:

"If I had known earlier, I would have done whatever it took to bury her in another world."

Facing Hela's surprise, the old man explained:

"The lord has always only sent puppets because he is weak. We think it will probably be the same this time."

"But seeing your return, she didn't destroy the teleportation array...she probably entered that plane in her own body."

Hela suddenly realized that through Elena's description, Hilam's magic power was almost bottomless, and his strength was beyond imagination.

She actually entered in her true form this time, using the strength of a high-ranking witch. No wonder she is quite powerful even if her strength is limited.

"Let's go, Your Highness. Go meet your future subordinates. They are also looking forward to your arrival - after a thousand years of waiting, there is finally a glimmer of hope."

……

boom!

The meteors that kept falling in the sky crashed into the huge bloody sunset one by one. The latter was already riddled with holes and was dimming and decaying visible to the naked eye.

The vast night sky once again dominated the sky, and the ominous sunset had become extremely weak.

"Mr. Doron, is it really safe to go to the tribe?"

In the advancing team, Simalu asked the dragonman Duolun on one side, while she looked back worriedly.

Not long after Hessen left, the dragon people who went to explore the intelligence brought back the news. They had been chasing and intercepting them nearby, and all the enemies that were delaying their steps had been wiped out.

There were only rows of cold and solid ice sculptures on the spot. Monsters and vampires were frozen in the transparent ice, with horror and fear on their faces.

In place, there was a brief message left by Hesson:

"I'm going to be kicked out of the plane. All nearby enemies have been dealt with. You should leave quickly."

"I will stay where I am when I reach the next level and find a way to find a witch to pick me up. You don't have to worry. Please protect yourselves."

I'm not worried about you, you're officially a witch.The key is that there are enemies behind us, Simaro thought.

Although the surrounding area had been cleared temporarily, there were still many enemies in the distance. This number made them suspect that the vampires had gathered all the troops outside the trial area.

"Don't worry, the tribe is our sanctuary. Over the past 1000 years, the tribe has been hit hard many times, but it has never been completely extinct."

"Is it because of Lord Dragon God's protection?"

Salia suddenly poked her head out. Although she vaguely knew some of the truth about herself and her tribe, she had been affected by her long-term belief in the Dragon God.

"No, it's not... you'll know in a moment."

This moment soon came, and the party advanced as fast as they could, and were soon back in the tribe.

The return of the team and the large amount of damage brought smiles and tears at the same time, but Doron temporarily left the trivial matters to other elders and went straight to the ancestral hall in the center of the tribe.

Salia and Simalu also followed curiously, and Doron did not stop them.

"How is this going?"

Duolun stared blankly at the two large holes opened in the originally majestic clan ancestral hall. He could feel the hot and cold atmosphere from the damaged bricks and rubble.

"The clan was attacked?"

After pulling over several nearby tribesmen, Duolun anxiously searched for the answer, but received a bizarre answer.

"Did you destroy the ancestral hall yourself? What happened..."

But he didn't have time to care about this anymore. A dragon man who was patrolling outside hurried over to report and told him the enemy's situation.

The vampires and monsters that have been hanging at the back of the team are approaching. If they are not dealt with quickly, they will bring the enemy into their own home.

Several people quickly entered the ancestral hall. Although there were two large holes that penetrated the ground and the roof, the overall structure was still intact.

The three of them went all the way deep inside, bypassing the outermost Dragon God statue and entering the deepest secret room.

There are two statues of a man and a woman.The man is handsome and domineering, with a majestic temperament and holding a long sword.The woman is petite and slender, her figure concealed by the cloak, giving people an inscrutable feeling under the hood.

Duolun ignored the surprised looks of the two others, came to the female statue, knelt down and prayed:

"Great Witch of Destiny, the tribe has once again encountered disaster. Please give us your protection so that the tribe can continue."

There was no response, but there seemed to be a stream of light flashing across the surface of the statue.

There were also constant flashes of light in the night sky.

A flying meteor suddenly deviated from its trajectory and plummeted downwards, carrying terrifying power and power.

boom!

A huge explosion exploded in the tide of Warcraft not far from the tribe. The terrifying impact and temperature vaporized all the enemies in the center of the explosion on the spot, followed by a violent impact that swept in all directions.

A spectacular mushroom cloud rose in the distance, but the area of ​​the dragon tribe was protected by a huge shield. The violent impact was like a breeze, without causing any impact.

……

Bang!

The pale golden baby dragon was thrown hard against the wall. She was covered in blood, and the borrowed power was quickly dissipating.