The battle had gradually died down.
The once peaceful Rooseland Village had now become a terrifying region of the dead.
Within a few kilometers of the village, there was not a single living creature that was taller than five centimeters. This was especially true for the area where the battle had been the most intense. Not only had the animals disappeared without a trace, but most of the plants had also been devoured, leaving behind a scene of desolation.
High up in the sky, an eagle spread its wings and soared.
It circled around Rooseland Village many times before finally being unable to suppress the restlessness in its heart and dove into the sky.
The eagle flapped its strong wings and quickly weaved through the forest. From time to time, it would lower its altitude to avoid the branches and lush vines of the ancient trees. Finally, with a flash of light, it had passed through the forest and arrived at the quiet valley where Rooseland Village was located.
The eagle's mind was agitated at the first sight. It almost lost control and crashed into a withered ancient tree. The eagle hurriedly circled around and landed steadily on the ground. After a strange distortion, it returned to its human form.
Sauf was a Grade 1 Druid from Sky Water City.
His daily task was to patrol the dozen or so elven villages around the Iron Tree Forest, and Rooseland Village was undoubtedly one of them.
Although Rooseland Village had a small population, because it was adjacent to the Iron Tree Forest, the ironwood produced here was an important strategic resource for the Elven Kingdom. Ironwood was one of the main materials used to make high-strength elven bows. To the Elven Kingdom, which had many archers, it was extremely valuable!
Almost every four or five days, Soph would come here to take a look and chat with some of his old friends. He was also in love with the female elf, Ferlin, who was the archery instructor in Rooseland Village. He was madly pursuing her, so he came here even more frequently.
However, today, when he came here, he saw a scene of desolation after a great battle!
Within the valley, all the greenery had almost disappeared.
The earth seemed to have been trampled on, and there were signs of destruction and rupture everywhere.
The tall ancient trees had all withered and withered, their roots exposed. There was no longer any vitality or vitality in their bodies.
An especially tall ancient tree had fallen at the center of the village. Its broken body seemed to have been crazily gnawed by some kind of creature. The soft heart of the tree had been dug out, almost becoming an empty shell.
Athali … It was one of the two Dryads of Rooseland Village, Athali!
Seeing Athal's tragic death, Sauf's heart trembled.
If even Athali could die in battle, it would be even more difficult for the other Elves to survive!
Then... then Ferlin...
Sauf, who knew the surroundings of the Irontree Forest like the back of his hand, immediately came to a conclusion. This wasn't some abnormally ferocious magical beast that had come to the village, but an invasion from the outside world. Combined with the recent battle reports from the Elven Army in Sky Water City, Zoff dared to assert that the witches who appeared here were definitely those vicious and evil witches from the other world.
Under normal circumstances, Zoff should have quickly retreated and rushed back to Sky Water City to report the situation. He should have asked the Elven Commander to dispatch more helpers and powerful Druid Masters to investigate and track the whereabouts of the enemy.
However, Zoff was worried about Ferlin's whereabouts. After hesitating for a moment, he finally clenched his teeth and rushed into this terrible battlefield.
The enemy might have already left for some time!
Although there were traces of a fierce battle on the ground and in the trees, it was difficult to find any survivors. He couldn't even find a slightly larger animal. As a result, he could no longer use his Animal Communication skill.
Although he could communicate with the remaining plants and ancient trees in the surroundings, these plants only had a simple and crude mind. Apart from the two simple words "Enemy … Insect …", they couldn't provide any more detailed information.
In the forest, Sauf also picked up many broken black insect shells.
He carefully put these 'clues' left behind by the enemy into his bag, ready to go back and submit them.
Suddenly, there was a faint movement on the platform of the towering tree hall.
This couldn't help but make Sauf extremely nervous.
He clenched the oak staff in his hand and added a 'Tree Skin' spell on himself. Only then did he gather his courage and rushed to the platform.
However, the scene on the platform almost made him feel like his eyes were going to pop out of his head!
This seemed to be the main battlefield of the battle. The large wooden platform was full of blood and scratches. At the corner of the platform near the tree hall, a female elf with a broken arm had been stripped naked. Her chest was pierced by an arrow and nailed to a tree trunk.
Her body was white and smooth, and her breasts were erect. Her head hung down powerlessly, and her face was covered by her messy hair. The blood that flowed from her naked body gathered into a blood red lake under her feet. Due to the long time, the blood had solidified into a dark red blood stain. It was a ghastly sight to see.
Apart from her, there were no other elves' corpses on the platform.
It was Ferlin!
Almost instantly, Sauf recognized the female elf's identity.
He rushed over in excitement, but before he could touch Ferlin's corpse, he felt an evil wind above his head and on both sides of his body. Four to five black figures rushed out from their hiding places, aiming for the young druid who had lost his mind.
Relying on the natural defense on his body and the oak staff in his hand, Sauf staggered a few times to block the attacks. Finally, he struggled to break out of the ambush of the demonic mantises.
He rushed to the edge of the platform in one breath, and the oak staff in his hand hit the ground. At the same time, he threw out a bunch of strange plant seeds. As a green magical halo flashed, the scattered plant seeds in the air expanded into terrifying thorny vines in the blink of an eye, binding the four demonized mantises in place.
Of course, this kind of 'thorny binding' couldn't bind the demonic mantises for a long time.
The demonic mantises waved their sickle-like forelimbs, cutting the thorny vines into pieces in the blink of an eye.
Relying on the short time bought by the thorny vines, Sauf quickly twisted his body, trying to transform into an eagle and fly into the sky.
However, just as his transformation spell was about to be completed, a gust of wind blew behind him. An extremely sharp mantis forelimb pierced through his right chest and nailed him firmly to the floor of the platform.
Immediately after, the back of Sauf's head suffered a heavy blow, and he fainted without a sound.
… …
On the flat and spacious platform of the tree hall, figures of all shapes and sizes had gathered without anyone noticing.
Mary, who hadn't shown her face for a long time, was proudly standing in front of the group in her blood-red armor. Behind her were the three Blood Knights led by Soros. The old fox, Venlier, was still dressed like a middle-aged nobleman, accompanying Mary with a smile on his face.
At the back of the group, there were thirteen or fourteen forest elves. There were both men and women, and all of them were tall and handsome, valiant and heroic. However, at this moment, their eyes were bloodshot and filled with viciousness. Two sharp vampiric fangs protruded from their upper lips, and they looked like fiends.
These forest elves that Mary had captured and transformed into blood thralls were all carefully selected. Even the weakest of them had the strength of a grade 1, and there were two grade 2.
After the transformation of sucking blood, the original Force of Nature in their bodies had now been transformed into Blood Wizard Power. They were no longer the forest elves of the past, but a strange species that had never appeared in the Faern Plane — the blood elves.
The direct result of this transformation was that the power of the blood elves, who were originally sword dancers or archers, didn't decrease too much. Instead, because they had the ability to absorb blood, regenerate, and attack, they were much more terrifying in battle.
Instead, the original spellcasters, druids, and elven mages, after being transformed into blood elves, lost all the natural magic they had mastered, leaving only the pitiful "Blood Bullet" spell.
It seemed that if Mary wanted to increase the number of spellcasters among her subordinates, she would have to give them more time to slowly explore new blood magic.
Fortunately, when Mary reached grade 2 in the Magus World, she had already transformed herself into a pure-blooded Vampire. This way, most of the bloodline shackles on her head had been removed. At least before she reached grade 3, she wouldn't have to worry about this problem!
The greatest benefit of transforming into a pure-blooded Vampire was that the number of bloodline descendants that her soul could bear had more than doubled. This also meant that the number of blood thralls she could create would be as high as thirty, and the number of low-level vampiric spawns would be as high as two hundred.
If she gave up her authority and allowed her blood thralls to create as many vampiric spawns as she pleased, then as the Blood Queen at the top of the pyramid, she could directly or indirectly control 1000-2000 blood creatures.
A pure-blooded Vampire could control a terrifying army of vampires, and a family of Vampires could even control a medium-sized human kingdom.
However, this kind of behavior rarely happened in the Magus World. The main reason was that it was difficult to find such a large number of high-quality intelligent races. If the Vampires lowered their requirements and thought of ways to embrace the weak humans, even if they could create an army in a short period of time, they wouldn't be able to withstand a large-scale attack from the enemy.
Moreover, the Embrace consumed the Vampire's blood essence!
Using the precious blood essence on some low-level creatures not only wouldn't help them become stronger, but it would also drag down their accumulation of power.
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