After all, the Sorcerer World was one of the few large planes in the Multiverse.
The Sorcerers who came from the Sorcerer World were much stronger than the powerhouses of the same rank in other worlds.
Mary and the Serene Moon Assassin leader were both Tier 2, but Mary had an overwhelming advantage in a fight. If the Serene Moon Assassin leader chose to fight to the death, Mary would only need to pay the price of minor injuries to kill him.
After this battle, the higher-ups of the elves behind the scenes would understand that in order to suppress Mary, they would need to send a team of Tier 2 professionals or a Tier 3 powerhouse.
Currently, the number of Tier 4 powerhouses in the Elven Kingdom could be counted on one hand. They were usually worshipped as the kingdom's stabilizing weapon, so as not to disturb the elves.
The Tier 3 powerhouses active in the Calan Continent were actually the core of the Elven Kingdom. They were the most common basic combat power. If a random witch had to be dealt with by a Tier 3 powerhouse, then with the current reserves of Tier 3 powerhouses in the Elven Kingdom, it would be impossible to deal with the Witch Calamity that would last for a long time!
Take Sky Water City, the closest city to Mary, for example. There was not a single Tier 4 powerhouse there, and the highest combat power there was only five Tier 3 elves. Ai Jiaye, the Spear of Vengeance wandering among the people, was lured to Greenwater City by the Insect Lich Bliss.
This meant that the number of Tier 3 elves in Sky Water City had dropped to four!
The fact that they were willing to send a Tier 3 Druid Elder to kill Mary showed that the higher-ups of the elves could no longer tolerate these vampires and were determined to eradicate them.
As for the Serene Moon Assassin team that appeared out of nowhere, it could only be an impulsive move by the elven leader. Of course, it was more likely that the higher-ups of the elves were trying to test the effectiveness of the Serene Moon Assassin team.
To be honest, if they had not encountered Mary, the Serene Moon Assassin team would have performed very well.
Even someone as powerful as the Blood Esquire had been repeatedly defeated by them. From this, it could be seen how powerful their moonlit night concealment was.
At this point, Old Fox Venlier could not help but ask in surprise, "Master, how did you manage to find those Serene Moon Assassins?"
Mary's expression turned cold, "Hmph, you've been with me for so long, but you still can't get rid of your human habits. We are now the Blood Clan, a noble race with long lifespans. Why don't we make good use of our excellent blood sensing ability? "
"The elves' cloaks can only provide simple environmental camouflage. Their innate talent, Moonlit Invisibility, is to use the Moonlight to hide themselves. These two abilities may be able to deceive the eyes and conceal body temperature, but they cannot hide the smell of blood.
"In the past, you've focused too much on the assistance of blood energy to your own combat strength, but you've neglected the power of blood energy itself. Have any of you specially researched and improved a relatively unorthodox ability like 'Blood Perception'? Right now, you might not be interested in the insignificant auxiliary effects of 'Blood Perception', but you can't do anything about it. "Blood" s You, you, Clan's You's You will Blood. "Blood, you all, the the Clan's Of the Blood,"
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As the Blood Queen, Mary rarely gave her subordinates a stern warning.
At this moment, this solemn warning was clearly the greatest harvest and insight she had gained after advancing to Tier 2.
Blood Clan, Blood Clan, what was most important?
At the end of the day, it was still the vampires' control of blood!
Without this control, they would become a group of monsters and beasts that lived by blood. They would no longer be the noble Blood Clan that stood above all others!
In response to Mary's stern warning, the vampires around her could only bow their heads and obey her orders. Only high-ranking vampires like the Blood Knights and Blood Elves could rely on their own intelligence to think silently and remember it firmly in their hearts.
"Go, enjoy the feast of your blood! Remember, you only have a quarter of an hour … After that, we will continue our journey. The direction … is the north! "
After warning her subordinates, Mary raised her hands and announced to the vampires that they were going to eat.
The vampires immediately became restless!
All the Grade 1 vampires cheered and rushed to the corpses of the Elves in the middle of the camp. They crawled on their bodies and sucked the blood that had yet to coagulate. The low-level vampires, on the other hand, could not enjoy such treatment. They could only leap up and transform into blood-colored bats. They gathered into a red cloud and squeaked as they dove into the surrounding forest.
There were countless wild beasts waiting for them to hunt and kill. Although the blood of wild beasts was inferior and smelly compared to the blood of intelligent species, it was enough to replenish their stamina and energy.
As for the three Blood Knights, the three Blood Elves, and the old fox, Venlier, they naturally had servants to serve them the warm fresh blood that they had just squeezed out. They did not have to act like ordinary vampires, which was similar to wild beasts eating.
As for a Blood Queen like Mary, she couldn't even be bothered with pure blood anymore. She only wanted to taste the Blood Crystal. It was a strange crystal formed by purifying a large amount of blood.
The Blood Crystal was not big, usually only the size of a thumb.
However, even a thumb-sized Blood Crystal would require the blood of three adult Elves to be extracted. In order to increase the taste and energy saturation, Mary would try her best to choose Elves who were warriors.
After leading a large group of vampires to sweep the entire West Coast, Mary had twelve sparkling Blood Crystals in her pouch.
On the Elven battlefield, if her strength was greatly depleted and she could not find a suitable way to replenish it, any Blood Crystal would allow her to quickly recover to her peak state.
This … was the most important strategic resource that she had prepared for herself!
…
Due to the heavy fog in the forest, the morning in the Illusory Forest came slightly late.
When the sun in the distance cast its first ray of light through the hazy fog, a large group of Druids and Elves had already arrived at the camp of the Vampires.
Without a doubt, they found the corpses of their Elven companions piled up into a pile.
The equipment and clothes on the Elves' corpses had been taken away. Not even a single piece of cloth was left for them. On the corpses that were piled up in all sorts of strange positions, bloody bite marks could be seen everywhere.
Large and small teeth marks were all over their withered and wrinkled Red Mantis fruit bodies!
Apart from the corpses of the Elves, there were also the remains of many gorillas, hyenas, porcupines and other large beasts around the camp. Without exception, they had all been sucked dry of their blood. Their shriveled and wrinkled skin was a ghastly sight to behold.
"These damned evildoers …"
"We must exterminate these Witches …"
"We must avenge them …"
All the Elves turned their faces slightly, no longer willing to see the miserable and horrifying state of their fellow Elves. Curses, accompanied by soft sobs, slowly sounded in the forest.
"Alright, we already know how evil the Witches are. We will mourn our fallen comrades later. The most important thing now is to continue tracking the enemy's whereabouts … Master Kimbell, we will have to trouble you! " The Elven commander with a mournful expression stood up and comforted the Elves. Only then did he invite the respected Elven Prophet behind him.
It had to be said that even in the Faern Plane, the Elven Prophet was one of the hardest to advance into.
The female Elven Prophet, Master Kimbell, was only at grade 1, but her body was already hunched at a 90 degree angle. The wrinkles on her wrinkled face were so dense that even a mosquito would have a hard time landing on it.
To be honest, standing in the midst of a group of tall and beautiful Elves, the 'old' and 'ugly' appearance of this Elven Prophet made it hard for one to look straight at her!
The grade 2 Elf standing next to the Elven Prophet was dressed in exquisite soft armor made from magical beasts, with a dark green Elven cloak draped over her back. The belt on the left side of her waist was densely packed with shining daggers and throwing knives, while the right side of her waist was slung with exquisite craftsmanship and unique design.
She was tall and slender, but there was a terrifying claw mark on the right side of her beautiful and perfect face, almost completely disfiguring her. Fortunately, with the help of potions and nature spells, the claw mark was already slowly closing, forming a scab and healing.
Perhaps it would be completely healed in half an hour!
As the leader of Youyue's assassin squad, seeing her companions and old acquaintances reduced to such a miserable state, Natasha's heart was filled with grief, indignation, and pain that could not be understood by outsiders.
Due to the rash attack last night, Natasha had been temporarily relieved of her position as the leader of the assassins. She could only temporarily serve as the Elven Prophet, Master Kimbell's personal guard.
Although Master Kimbell was an Elven Prophet, it was impossible for her to predict the whereabouts of the Vampires. Therefore, if they wanted to find out where the vampires went, they could only rely on the vampires' 'food residue'!
Under the watchful eyes of the many Elves and Druids, the hunchbacked old Master Kimbell slowly walked to the horrifying pile of corpses, leaning on the Nature Staff that was two heads taller than herself.
But just as she softly chanted a strange incantation that was difficult for outsiders to comprehend, the horrifying pile of corpses suddenly exploded with a violent and ferocious blood-red energy.
In the next second, severed limbs flew, and the blood-red mist churned.
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