Western Fantasy: The Princess Wants to Save the World

The sixth generation vampire casually threw the silverware over. The wound caused by the silverware healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He looked at Cecilia with bloodshot eyes, "It's you."

Whether vampires evolved from humans or some other race, they still retain some human characteristics, and there are obvious differences between each vampire.

Cecilia was very sure that she didn't know this sixth-generation vampire.

Since silver weapons can't hurt this vampire, then all weapons are the same.

An ordinary dagger appeared in Cecilia's hand, and she stepped forward and tried to inflict some damage on the sixth-generation vampire.

It would be even better if it could cause damage over a large area.

The sixth generation vampire easily dodged Cecilia's attack.

The magicians in the barrier were not willing to fall behind and were using their own methods to assist Cecilia's attack.

In a moment of carelessness, Cecilia's neck was firmly grasped by the sixth generation vampire.

His blood-red eyes were filled with hatred. "It's been a long time. I thought you died four hundred years ago."

As he spoke, the hand that was pinching Cecilia's neck slowly increased its strength.

Cecilia had no time to think about when she had seen this guy four hundred years ago.

She used magic to pinch the sixth-generation vampire's hand.

The cut was quite deep, so the sixth generation vampire let go.

The moment she escaped from the opponent's grip, Cecilia immediately began to retreat, keeping as much distance as possible.

The healing ability of the sixth generation of vampires far exceeded Cecilia's expectations.

The last time she saw a vampire heal so quickly was with a second generation vampire.

In today's vampire clan, is it possible that even the sixth generation can achieve this level?

During this chance to catch her breath, Cecilia noticed that the vampires who had previously surrounded the high ground had moved away.

Cecilia removed the barrier that had been set up to protect the magicians, and a flaming arrow shot towards the front line of the battlefield.

The human soldiers fighting the vampires on the front line took the initiative. If there was support from the side at this time, perhaps the situation on the front battlefield could be completely reversed.

The magicians looked in the direction of the battlefield in the direction of the fire and instantly understood what Cecilia meant.

The vampire in front of them was obviously different from the vampires fighting below. These magicians still hadn't figured out what the vampires were.

Seeing that these people had not made any move, Cecilia shot another arrow.

Someone took the lead and started to go there to provide support.

Leslian is so powerful, he will never die at the hands of that vampire.

Even if she really can't win, Leslie Ann should be able to escape death.

With this mentality, the magician team immediately went to the front line to support.

Of course, the Sixth Generation Blood Clan would not watch these human magicians leave like this. The moment they attacked, Cecilia stopped them with magic, "Your opponent is me."

The vampires recognize people not by facial features or bone proportions, but by the smell of blood.

The moment Cecilia approached, he recognized the murderer who had caused great damage to their vampire clan.

If the first generation of vampires had not paid a huge price, their clan might have really been unable to recover.

How dare you stand in front of me now?

Cecilia found this mission really unfair.

All the people who lived four hundred years ago and are still alive have made great progress.

But compared to four hundred years ago, she has made almost no progress.

Oh, and she also had to thank Freya for giving her some inspiration, which helped her magic improve a little.

Time is such a cruel thing.

What can she do to make up for the gap she has fallen behind in the past four hundred years?

The sixth generation vampire took a look at the situation on the field. As long as he could get rid of the damn human in front of him as quickly as possible, the victory of this raid would belong to their vampire clan!

Can't beat, can't hurt, can't kill.

Cecilia knew very well that she had only one goal now——

Delay time.

If she can't kill the other person, then the other person can probably kill her.

Cecilia never stopped casting defensive magic.

He used physical and magical defense, countered every move, and occasionally found an opening to stab his opponent with the dagger that already had a gap.

Human life is the most fragile in the eyes of the demons.

Sometimes, they don’t even need to take action, just a small virus can kill these humans.

But four hundred years ago, this damn guy in front of him brought a group of humans from somewhere, united people of various races, and drove all of these demons to the barren land south of the Wakadi Mountains.

That was the first time that the demons witnessed the tenacity and perseverance of humans.

"You can't kill them all. As long as there are humans alive, they will definitely come back."

And now, this damn guy has repeated this truth once again - you can't kill me, as long as I am alive, I will stand here and stop you from taking another step forward.

In fact, Cecilia doesn't look glamorous or heroic now.

On the contrary, she looked utterly miserable.

His clothes and face were covered in blood and dirt, and there was almost no clean place on his body.

Both the left hand holding the magic stick and the right hand holding the dagger were covered in blood and wounds. Especially the right hand holding the dagger, the deepest wound was so deep that the bones could be seen.

Does it hurt?

Cecilia could no longer feel it.

She was even somewhat relieved. Although she didn't know why, this sixth-generation vampire had never tried to use the vampire assimilation ability from beginning to end.

The other party just wants him to die.

It's better for the vampires to want you to die than to be on guard against them biting you at any time.

The emergence of good news is often accompanied by the arrival of bad news.

Cecilia didn't know when she had lost her magic power, nor did she know what she was overdrawing to maintain the defensive magic that would shatter at the slightest touch.

She just gritted her teeth and held on.

There is no one behind her. Once she falls here, the sixth generation of vampires will still take over the control of the entire battle situation.

She didn't dare to imagine that scene.

Cecilia could even smell the strong taste of blood in her mouth.

She didn't know how long she could hold on, nor did she have time to see the situation on the battlefield not far away.

The sixth generation vampire easily broke Cecilia's remaining defensive magic, and he lifted Cecilia's neck again.

This time, the dagger that Cecilia had been holding for a long time smashed on the stone with a clang.

Maybe I really am going to die here.

She finally had time to take a look at the battlefield on the other side.

The battle line is advancing little by little.

It is humans who have the upper hand.

If that's the case, dying here seems okay.

But she still had a lot of things to do.

What should the system do if the mission fails?

The sixth generation of vampires was determined to strangle Cecilia to death, and the air Cecilia could breathe became thinner and thinner.

Cecilia smiled self-deprecatingly. Even at this time, she was still worried about the system.

She has been here for such a long time, and that guy has never come out once.

Really...

What a heartless kid.

"Thorn-"

"I'm sorry, I'm late. Please hold on for a minute."

As the system's voice fell, a charge was sounded from far away.