After lying on the roots for about a minute or so, Morgiana stood up with the help of the parasitic vines on the tree. She then held onto the tree and barely moved. Her long dress was tattered, and her outer woolen coat was full of holes. Her waist was bleeding. She barely moved a few steps with the help of the tree. All her physical strength was immediately exhausted. Her legs were weak and she almost fell down.
With both hands tightly holding onto the parasitic vines, Morgiana barely leaned against the tree. The wound on her waist was constantly bleeding. The power of the vampire's curse was seeping into her body through the wound. If she was in her prime, she could expel the curse, but now she could only endure it.
"Ugh …" Blood flowed down the wound on her waist, wetting her dress and staining her stockings. Morgiana knew that she was facing a painful choice.
Should she risk being discovered and look for help, or should she find a place to hide and wait for help?
Either way, Morgiana knew that it was full of danger. She would not be able to hold on much longer as she continued to lose blood and become weaker.
She had only teleported a little more than a thousand meters away. There was very little time left for her to choose. Morgiana leaned against the tree and gasped gently. She felt that her body was sliding down, and her vision was gradually blurring.
No, hiding was only waiting for death! The lake-colored witch gently bit the tip of her tongue with her teeth. The faint pain made her recover a little spirit. Morgiana held onto the parasitic vines and forced herself to move.
It was dawn. The pure light of dawn penetrated the leaves and shone into the forest, leaving only a little light and shadow. The forest was filled with the morning fog. Morgiana's beautiful face was very anxious. She was in a very bad state, and the sunlight could easily expose her position. Low-level vampires and vampires were afraid of the sunlight because they were afraid of the sun god Petra. But high-level vampires were not so afraid of the sunlight. Unfortunately, Man Frey was a high-level vampire and was once the leader of the vampires.
She forced herself to take a step. Her sore legs could not exert any strength. The dew soaked Morgiana's dress, making her steps heavier.
"Rustle … rustle …" There was the sound of something passing through the bushes in front of her!
Who was it?
He couldn't care less! Morgiana threw herself out. Her legs gave way and she fell down the slope of the tree.
What she saw was the figure of a young Holy Grail Knight. He was wearing exquisite silver full-body armor and holding a warhammer. He was walking through the bushes. He had black hair, blue eyes, and the Holy Grail Knight badge with wings spread out on his chest explained his identity.
"Ra … hmm?"
Morgiana's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzzing. The Lake Goddess let out a sigh of relief and fell from the sky.
"Morgiana!" Laing immediately rushed over and caught the falling Lake Goddess Witch. He hugged her to his chest. Seeing that Morgiana's situation was very bad, Laing quickly asked, "What happened? How did you become like this? "
"Laing … How did you … find me?" Morgiana's voice was weak. The Lake Goddess Witch's green eyes were filled with regret and relief.
"I saw that you came to negotiate with the Dryad alone. I was worried about your safety, so I followed you. On the way, I met the injured Hillfane. It told me that you were in danger! Then I felt that my seal had been broken, so I rushed over overnight. " Laing picked up Morgiana. The Chosen One champion's face was very anxious. "You're seriously injured! I can't feel magic from you! What happened? "
"The Dryad … betrayed me. The Vampire … wants to sacrifice me … to Nagash." Morgiana said weakly. Laing immediately took out the precious potion that the wood elves had brought and applied it to the Lake Goddess Witch's injured waist to stop the bleeding.
"The Vampire … will catch up soon … Laing, be careful …" Morgiana used the last of her strength to say these words and fainted.
"Your Highness Morgiana!" Laing gently shook the Lake Goddess Witch's delicate body. After confirming that she was still alive, he put her behind a tree. The Chosen One champion frowned. "Vampire?"
Laing immediately felt an evil force approaching, so he walked out from behind the tree. After only two steps, the figure of Man Frey appeared a hundred meters away. The Vampire Count held a sickle in one hand and the Blasphemy Blade in the other. The black and red cursed armor was full of human heads, and the two huge spikes behind him were densely covered with skulls. He was a little stunned when he saw the Grail Knight appear here.
The cunning Vampire Count immediately thought that the Grail Knight had come to save Morgiana. But seeing how young and calm Laing was, Man Frey was a little uncertain. In his opinion, Morgiana was seriously injured and had no magic. It was difficult for her to move. How could she send out a signal for help? Even if she had a little bit of magic left, she would have used it to escape. It was impossible for the Grail Knight to appear here so quickly.
So he tentatively said, "What an unlucky day. I actually met a Grail Knight in the forest. You are very lucky, Grail Knight. I am not your enemy. I am just passing by. For the sake of your goddess, I have no intention of fighting with you."
The light of dawn shone on Laing's face. His face was very calm, but in his heart, he secretly thought that the Vampire Count must have come to kill Morgiana, but he did not know that Morgiana was nearby.
So Laing also tentatively said, "What a glorious day. I have just completed a pilgrimage to the holy land, and the Lily Island has witnessed the glory of the late king. The Lady has sent me such an opponent. Vampire, accept my challenge! The Chosen One champion of the Lady, Laing Macado, challenges you! "
After that, Laing took out a white glove from his arms and threw it at Man Frey.
Damn it! What a chivalrous person! The Vampire Count knew that there was bound to be a battle between him and Laing. Man Frey raised his sword and said, "I don't want to fight with you, Grail Knight!"
"For the Lady!" Laing did not care so much. He looked like a young and reckless hot-blooded youth. He raised his warhammer and rushed towards Man Frey.
It seemed that this Grail Knight did not know about Morgiana. At this point, the Vampire Count had no choice. Man Frey directly chanted a powerful spell. A violent red and black energy poured out in front of him, and then rushed directly towards Laing's position.
Nagash's Gaze!
Laing suddenly dodged and dodged the violent magic energy. The undead magic blew up a big hole in the forest ground. All the bushes and trees within one meter of the place where the magic landed were corroded into a charred black color.
Laing turned around. He seemed to be unaware of it. The Chosen One champion of the Lady strode towards Man Frey. His footsteps were extremely fast, and the distance of dozens of meters was covered in the blink of an eye.
The cunning Vampire Count was sure that Laing really did not know about Morgiana. If he wanted to protect something, he would definitely not let the magic explode. Man Frey roared and said, "Hand over your head! Grail Knight! "
"Go to hell! Midnight Aristocrat! " Laing's war hammer, which was shining with white flames, directly smashed towards Man Frey's chest, erupting with unparalleled power.
Man Frey quickly fought back. As soon as the Blasphemy Blade and the war hammer collided, the terrible power from the blade made the Vampire Count know that he could not take it head-on. He quickly took a few steps back, and then chanted a death spell, "Dark Despair!"
This was a high-level spell mastered by vampires. Its soul would release powerful energy to deter the enemy, erode their fighting spirit, and spread panic.
"Magic Dispel!" Laing raised his left hand, and light blue psionic energy gathered out, disrupting the magic structure that Man Frey was condensing. Then, he took advantage of the gap when the Vampire Count was interrupted and approached again. The war hammer swept across, and Man Frey had to turn over and dodge. A huge tree that was dozens of years old was directly smashed by Laing and collapsed.
What a powerful Grail Knight! Man Frey saw this scene, and his heart was a little tight. He had heard of Laing's name not long ago, and at first, he did not pay much attention to it.
The Vampire Count had lived for thousands of years, and he had also faced countless strong enemies. Naturally, he had also fought against the Grail Knight, but it was the first time he had seen such a powerful Grail Knight. Man Frey waved his sickle horizontally and swept directly towards Laing's neck. Then, the Blasphemy Blade stabbed diagonally from the bottom right to the left side of Laing's chest, and was about to pierce through Laing's body.
Laing waved his left hand and directly grabbed the sickle. His war hammer hit the body of the Blasphemy Blade, and the force was so great that Man Frey could not hold his sword. Laing's war hammer went up, intending to attack Man Frey's head.
But the Vampire Count had already chanted the next spell, "Curse of Time!"
Man Frey spat out an ancient spell, which contained the accusation and jealousy of countless vengeful spirits towards the living. Laing did not dare to take it head-on, so he had to give up his attack and immediately dodge. The purplish black spell was spat out from Man Frey's mouth, flew under Laing's ribs, and hit a big tree.
The next scene was an eye-opener for Laing. The vigorous tree in front of the Grail Knight's eyes quickly became old, dried up, necrotic, and broken, turning into a dead tree.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Man Frey chanted another spell. It was a seven-circle undead spell, Drive the Undead.
There were no corpses in the forest, so the Vampire Count could not summon an army of zombies or skeletons to fight for him. But it did not matter. Man Frey Von Karstein was proficient in all undead spells. His body was filled with undead energy, and the skeletons of the dead animals and even the essence of the forest dug out of the ground at his call, leaving the trees.
He wanted to summon the Stone Tomb Spirits and Bound Knights!
Of course, Laing would not let him succeed. The Chosen One champion pulled out the Goddess of Vengeance from his back and raised it high into the sky. "Mass Dispel!"
The dazzling light of psionic energy swept across the army of spirits summoned by the Vampire Count, and the enslaved animal spirits and spirits immediately broke free from Man Frey's bindings and scattered in all directions.
Damn it! Arkham did not tell me that there was a Grail Knight who could dispel magic! Man Frey's efforts failed. The Vampire Count gritted his teeth, his silver eyes fixed on Laing, who was confronting him.
"Ahh!" The Vampire Count roared angrily, and once again engaged in battle with Laing. The Blasphemy Blade formed a dark grey light that could not be seen with the naked eye, and repeatedly stabbed towards Laing.
"For the Lady!" Laing raised his hammer with one hand. Holding the sword with one hand, he roared like a lion, displaying his fighting skills to his heart's content. The white flames on the Goddess of Vengeance burned fiercely, bringing with it a might and holiness that the Vampire Count could not look directly at. The warhammer sometimes crackled with lightning, sometimes spewed flames, and sometimes was surrounded by fierce winds.
The Chosen One champion of the Lake Fairy relied on her powerful strength to fight evenly with Man Frey, who was a saint. The forest around the two of them turned into scorched earth.
“bang！” After a clash of blades, Man Frey looked at the gap on the Blasphemy Blade with a gloomy face. Undead energy poured in, and the Blasphemy Blade was immediately repaired. He then raised his hand and cast another Nagash's Gaze. Laing withdrew his sword to block, but after being pushed back a few meters, he roared and tore the energy beam apart.
Unlike the leader of the Castein Family, Man Frey was more of a mage than a warrior. His close combat strength was not bad, but he was proficient in all death and undead magic. Faced with Laing's constant dispelling of his undead summoning spells and Laing's high magic resistance, Man Frey always had the uncomfortable feeling of not being able to use his strength. Unable to summon his undead servants, he had to be entangled with Laing, and this was what Laing wanted.
"All the undead must be purified, and all the dead must be buried in the graveyard. You are no exception." Laing was full of stamina, and Man Frey was strong. The vampire count had a certain advantage, but he could not defeat Laing in a short period of time.
"Eight-circle spell, Purple Evil Sun!" Man Frey released a powerful magic, and a purple-black sphere of more than ten meters in diameter appeared out of thin air. Everywhere it passed, everything in the forest was crystallized, and a magic vortex destroyed everything in its path.
Laing moved horizontally and quickly ran away. He rolled to the side and dodged Man Frey's spell.
Now is the time! The Vampire Count's summoning spell took effect. A gigantic zombie dragon appeared in the distant sky. Powerful black magic had already penetrated deep into the bones of these ancient dragon skeletons. The dead dragon opened its mouth and spat out a dragon's breath that was full of filth and destruction.
"Psionic Storm!" In Laing's eyes, light blue psionic energy condensed and then sublimated. More than ten lightning bolts shot out from his body, fighting against the zombie dragon's breath. The zombie dragon took the opportunity to sweep past at a low altitude, stirring up a large amount of dust.
When Laing cleared the dust, Man Frey was already standing on the dragon's back. "Interesting, Holy Grail Knight, Chosen Champion Laing Macado? I'll remember you. You can't hide your little thoughts from me. Let's meet again if fate wills it. "
After that, the zombie dragon spread its rotten wings and flew into the distance.
Laing stood in the same place and did not say a word. Five seconds later, the Imperial Guards in golden armor appeared from the depths of the forest. Two of them were holding the Guardian's halberd and the Sentinel's sword. They rushed to Laing's side and looked at the messy battlefield. "Prince Laing?"
"What a sly guy. I wanted to keep him." Seeing the two Imperial Guards appear, Laing put away his sword and sighed. "He must have sensed your approach, so he immediately retreated … Well, according to the history of the Empire, Man Frey is famous for being sly. He won't be so easily tricked and fall into a trap."
The Imperial Guards did not have transportation. They immediately rushed over after receiving Laing's message. Laing's original plan was to stall the vampire count and wait for the Imperial Guards to arrive. Then, he would leave Man Frey here. However, Man Frey was indeed too sly. Laing's plan failed.
"Forget it. We can't catch up with him. Let's retreat." Laing returned to the back of the tree and picked up the unconscious Morgiana. "Prince Morgiana needs treatment. We'll return to Zeon Hill immediately."
"Lai … en?" Feeling herself being picked up, the Lake Goddess Witch slowly woke up.
"I'm sorry I'm late, my prince," Laing said in a low voice. He was very sad to see Morgiana's condition.
"It's okay. You're here … That's enough …"
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