Chapter 868 - One More
Chapter 868 One More
The battle immediately broke out!
The mist thirty meters in front of her parted as a crimson silhouette shot toward Witch Ryl like a flash of lightning.
The instant-cast Frost Shield stopped the opponent’s bloody hand just in time.
While the opponent’s form was coated in a layer of frost and her movements were temporarily slowed down, Witch Ryl waved the instant-cast magic wand in her hand. A storm of sharp ice blades and a vortex of cold wind blew the opponent into the air.
Small cuts instantly appeared all over the enemy’s slender body, but the chill froze these wounds before the blood could spill out. Not much blood could be seen despite the numerous injuries.
Something wasn’t right; Mary couldn’t be this weak, could she?
Witch Ryl quickly understood that something was off and frowned. She instantly focused and tried to send news of this to her companions, who were rushing to her aid. Yet, at this moment, the crimson silhouette forcefully broke free of the snow that imprisoned her and once again lunged at Ryl.
Cerro shook her head silently.
“We can’t!” One of the other witches explained dejectedly, “Kill her, and they have an excuse to kill our sisters. Don’t forget, two of our companions have already fallen into their hands.”
Deputy Leader Cerro narrowed her eyes and looked at this strange place. She spoke coldly, “I have been to this Silent Swamp. There was none of this sinister and wicked fog. It seems this was a battlefield they had set up ahead of time. We are the careless ones. We stepped into their arena far too simply.”
“Then…are we still searching for them?”
“Search!” Deputy Leader Cerro ordered, “I have already informed the leader. She is now moving toward us from the outside. If those vampires still want to go for round two. Hmph! I will make sure they all stay!”
The Coldwinter Witches nodded and once again split off, slowly combing the area for vampires.
However, this time, they shortened the distance between each of them to a mere two hundred meters.
What the Coldwinter Witches didn’t know was the fact that ten eyeball machines were slowly gliding in the skies above the fog of Silent Swamp.
A Disruption Array had already been set up in the depths of the swamp. It disrupted everyone’s Spirit and caused them to become inaccurate. However, the Crimson adepts had prepared ahead of time and had set up special surveillance crystals all over the swamp. They then used a peer-to-peer system to send the information they gained to the eyeball machines above the swamp, where a real-time map of all movements was distributed to the vampires in combat.
Through this method, a blood elf could be used as bait to lure the witches into breaking their formation. Mary could then personally intercept and cut off all possible reinforcements from the isolated witch. That was how they had managed to capture a Coldwinter Witch at the cost of a blood elf.
Thus, Mary’s prisoners had gone from one to two.
However, just as Mary and the other vampires were gathering together to discuss a new assault, the eyeball machines transmitted disturbing news.
A tremendous snowstorm was rushing toward them from the back of the swamp. Everything that the storm swept across was frozen in ice. Even the surveillance crystals they had set up ahead of time had lost their connection.
It was clear that Morgana had lost her patience and was bulldozing her way into the battle!
“You guys bring the prisoners back first. I want to have a bout with this Morgana!”
Mary was not willing to lick a bloody knife and lose everything she had won in a fight against a nearly berserk Third Grade witch. Thus, with her orders, the vampires scooped out the battered Zivelina from the swamp, transformed into massive blood bats, wrapped around the destructive snowstorm, and secretly snuck back to Dragonblight with both wounded witches in tow.
They were basically in Fate Witch territory once they entered Dragonblight; all the magical creatures there were under the control of the Tower of Fate. If the Coldwinter Witches dared to trespass, the road to the tower would not be a peaceful one!
However, Mary did not leave. Instead, she carefully and slowly started to organize the items and equipment on her. She made use of these actions to calm herself down and relax.
There was no excitement about having to battle a Third Grade witch soon, nor was there any anxiety. Mary’s heart was calm and collected, much like that still, silent vampire heart of hers.
Vampires had no heartbeat!
It was precisely their lack of ability to create blood that the vampires were forced to drain others of their blood to make up for it.
Their hearts might no longer move and had lost their original functions, but they were still the most important organ for vampires. That was because most of their soul consciousness was stored in their heart. That was the actual medium and host of their soul.
Greem could fight against a Third Grade adept as a Second Grade. Why couldn’t she?
Mary slowly accelerated as this unyielding pride burned within her, flying straight toward the snowstorm.