Chapter 664
Outside of the town was chaos by now.
The surging sea of black insects was like a fearsome beast that devoured everything in its path. The insects immediately crawled all over any elf that fell into their midst before drowning the elf and turning them into a struggling pile of insects.
What was even more terrifying was the utter lack of any defensive structures around the elven villages and towns. Those loose fences were of absolutely no defensive use apart from defining the range of the elves’ activity.
If the elves could build tall and durable walls like the humans could, they might have been able to slow down the speed of the insects’ advance temporarily. However, an exposed elven town like the one right now would become the victim of the black insects’ reckless, devouring expansion.
Many elves living on the edge of the town were forced into the trees by the swarming insects.
Before they could calm down and regain their breath, several lightning-fast black silhouettes and a cluster of crimson clouds engulfed them.
There were some combat professions with decent strength amongst these elves. They had no room to dodge or run in the face of the magical mantises and the bloodsucking bats. Their only option was to put their lives on the line and trade blows with the enemy. Sadly, be it the magical mantises or the bloodsucking bats, they were never the type to lament their losses.
That was why the elven warriors with excellent sword skills, and the elven bowmen with perfect accuracy, were knocked down from the trees by the magical mantises in this chaotic battle before they could even unleash a hundredth of their real power.
Her perfect and delicate face, her explosive figure, her human-like yet unhuman-like features, her passionate, blood-crimson eyes; the female captain had no choice but to admit that this woman was just as terrifyingly beautiful in her eyes; so beautiful that it broke her heart.
Charming magic?
The female elf captain quickly woke up after her momentary daze.
This time, she finally saw through the opponent’s pretty appearance for her true nature!
Second Grade…the opponent was a Second Grade as well!
No; the female captain looked all around her and was shocked to find that all these subordinates of the witch that had surrounded her were Second Grade!
There was nothing to be discussed between elf and witch.
The two merely paused for a moment before breaking out into a battle without hesitation.
Perhaps because she realized that Mary was the leader of this group of individuals, the female elf captain ignored all the attacks launched at her from the three Blood Knights while choosing to focus all her firepower on this pretty witch with a natural ability to charm people.
Both sides were fighting fire with fire, exchanging blows as quick as they could, and turning and moving under the moonlight above the canopy like a set of revolving doors.
As their silhouettes were moving too fast, their afterimages were being drawn all across the canopy, especially when seen from afar. The crisp clash of metal upon metal also rang out far into the woods.
As a Second Grade elven deadshot, the captain also knew all sorts of archery techniques aside from using enchanted explosive arrows. She knew how to infuse arrows with magic, how to guide her shots, and how to fire volleys of arrows. In the mere millimeters of space when dodging attacks, the longbow’s string in the captain’s hand would tremble in succession, sending several bolts into parts of the Blood Knights’ armor that left them exposed.
Sadly, it was only after wasting nearly half of her arrows that the female captain discovered that her opponents were undying monsters. These fiends were still fighting with all their strength even with an arrow through the brain or throat.
They would casually pull out the arrow, snap it in half, and toss it aside.
The horrifying wounds left behind by the arrows would heal as layers of crimson halos spread across them, repairing them to their original state.
Dammit, these monsters had absolutely no weaknesses! This…how was she supposed to kill them?
Just then, massive magical fireworks shot into the air above the central tree hall of the town. It exploded into pretty lights high up in the sky. From a distance, two hippogryphs could be seen howling as they took to the skies and carried the elven bowmen on their backs rapidly toward Skywater City.
A call for help had finally been sent out from Quel’Lithien Lodge!
Yet at this point, it had only been no more than seven minutes since Quel’Lithien was attacked.
Still, these mere seven minutes already felt like torturous decades to the elves!
Mary took the opportunity of her three Blood Knights stalling the female captain to transform into a bloody red mist. She then charged to the captain’s side and engulfed her in the mist.
Both parties fought all-out inside the dense mist of blood. Two massive fireballs exploded in the cloud of blood, following several furious warcries and the explosive snap of a bowstring.
A short moment later, Mary beat her bat wings and slowly ascended into the skies. She had one hand on the captain’s waist, while her other rested upon the captain’s head as she greedily leaned against her neck and sucked her blood.
The two massive wounds on Mary’s shoulder and right leg were quickly healing under the flashing crimson halos.
Flooding the enemy with numbers and striking her with their fastest speed. It would be no issue taking down the female elf without any damage as long as Mary was patient.
However, they were in enemy territory and every extra second in this place increased the chance of variables popping up. That was why Mary intentionally betrayed a weakness and baited the enemy into using the last two enchanted explosive arrows against her. This way, Mary was able to capture the brief instant where the enemy let loose her shot to break through her defenses, arrive at her side, and capture her.
Mary forcefully sucked the sweet blood from the captain’s body, while also silently feeding back into the elf a trace of her blood essence. Under Mary’s powerful control, this sliver of blood essence flowed along the captain’s circulatory system and slowly seeped into her brain.
There, the blood essence gradually morphed into an undetectable microscopic blood cocoon and trapped part of the mind in there.
As this area of her brain became locked away, the female elf captain fell into a coma, but her body still trembled uncontrollably. A strange crimson rune slowly appeared on her forehead between her eyes.