Chapter 680
The woods were dark and the trees towered above everything else.
From inside the dense forest, the branches and leaves seemed to have cut up the sky into fragments of light.
Spots of radiance scattered from the skies, flickering as the leaves swayed in the winds. The vast and seemingly boundless greenery of the forest extended without end, from stout bushes to towering trees. This place was like a paradise of plants and nature’s treasury itself.
Ironoaks, firs, spruces, cedars, and all sorts of arbor trees grew straight towards the sky, their magnificent and towering bodies an impressive sight to all. Meanwhile, all types of nameless vegetation and vines filled the gaps between the trees, leaving no spaces at all.
Any outsider would find it difficult to walk in such an ancient and primal forest.
At this moment, two odd groups of people were recklessly engaged in pursuit through the Great Fantasy Forest, fighting ferociously with all they had.
Fleeing at the forefront was the vampire army led by Mary.
Though this group was described as an army, their actual number was no more than two hundred, while those that could be considered elite vampires numbered only three dozen.
The Fantasy Forest at night was just as mysterious and unpredictable as it was during the day.
The Fantasy Forest in daytime was dark and dim. Ironically, the Fantasy Forest of nighttime glowed with a faint light due to a large amount of microscopic moss and magical plants.
This bit of faint light wasn’t enough to illuminate anything for an ordinary person, but it was more than enough for Mary and her vampires to see as perfectly as if it were daytime!
Everything inside the vast and deep Fantasy Forest seemed so serene and obscure, so peaceful yet quiet.
Mary looked around her and couldn’t help but frown.
The enemy? Where was the enemy?
She couldn’t see any living beings in her crimson field of vision, much less elven archers.
Those arrows had been shot out from right here. How could they have escaped so quickly?
While Mary was thinking to herself, the sound of ferocious winds broke out from the shadows of Fantasy Forest. Massive barrages of wicked and accurate arrows came out of nowhere, forcefully engulfing the vampires in their range.
Several of the vampires and Old Fox Vanlier were hit due to their lack of experience. The sound of arrows piercing flesh rang out in succession, and the vampires let out muffled grunts. Three of the blood knights drew their swords and swung them around, deflecting most of the arrows. They then endured the few unfortunate arrows that pierced their bodies without even flinching.
As this was happening, Mary extended a slender, white hand, the fingernails painted with daffodil juice. She flicked her fingers several times and managed to flick away the arrows directed at her. The casualness of her actions terrified the fellows that were hiding in the darkness.
Lights flash, and her silhouette trembled.
The area where the arrows had come from flickered and the horrifying silhouettes vanished once again.
Three blood knights had charged to the spot and hacked the rose bushes to pieces. Strangely enough, they found no enemies.
Hidden enemies?
As they were still caught up in shock, a few dozen more arrows shot out toward them at extremely close distances.
This time, they did not have the fortune of shielding themselves with their swords; they were instantly pincushioned with a rain of arrows.
Mary’s eyes froze.
She saw it clearly this time. These arrows had practically shot out right by the side of these three blood knights. It was almost as if they were standing in an encirclement of hidden elves while being utterly oblivious of that fact!
The crossbow arrows were forged of refined steel. Delicate magical patterns had even been carved on them, seemingly imbuing them with the effects of Pierce and Windwing. The former was to increase effectiveness against individuals with heavy armor or tough skin, while the latter was to eliminate the sound of the shattered wind as the arrow shot across the sky.
That was why the arrows that had pierced the bodies of the three blood knights were all enchanted arrows.
Moreover, those who could afford to use such expensive enchanted arrows couldn’t possibly be ordinary people either!
Even with seven or eight arrows through their bodies, the three blood knights were still vigorously waving their longswords. Large crimson sword blasts were being fired from their blades, slicing the surrounding trees and bushes to pieces.
An ancient tree where an enemy was hiding seemed to have been cut down during this chaos because a slender shadow jumped down from a falling tree. The silhouette rolled on the ground and quickly vanished as they leaped into the shadow of another tree.
The next second, Mary had already appeared at the position where the enemy had vanished. She looked around her with crimson eyes as they flickered with a strange light.
In the shadows behind her back, where her eyes could not reach, a dark and lightless dagger extended from the shadows, silently stabbing toward the back of Mary’s head.
A spotty shadow was cast down through the leaves and branches due to the moonlight, entirely concealing the magical aura gathering upon the blade of the dagger.
Ci!
The energy at the tip of the blade only erupted at the moment the dagger was about to make contact with the skin.
A tremendous and overwhelming aura of energy spilled forth.