Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

Mary punched the monster back four or five steps, and she also retreated two steps.

It took Vivian seven or eight seconds to chant a small ice spike, and when she threw it out, it was shattered by the monster's claw.

Filia missed the target with two consecutive arrows, and one arrow even fell out of the quiver when she pulled it out.

Elsa just cowered behind, holding the staff and doing nothing.

Of course, those flaws were deliberately exposed. In fact, the fighting power they displayed slowly eliminated two monsters and was about to go towards the third monster. Elsa seemed to be slacking off, but in fact she was waiting - she had noticed the footsteps of two strangers nearby, probably the attackers. Elsa wanted to wait and see if there would be more attackers, or what tricks they were planning to use.

As it turned out, that was not the case. The two men quickly ran out from the hidden corner when Mary and the others were "fighting" with the monsters. One of them held a staff and chanted magic directly at Elsa, and the other held a dagger and threw a glass bottle the next moment he appeared. Then there was a bang and a cloud of thick smoke exploded under the feet of Mary and the others.

Before the smoke disappeared, Elsa almost saw the indifference on the faces of the two people, as if they had seen Elsa's ending early.

Very quickly, the figure holding the dagger disappeared into the thick smoke and appeared in front of Elsa the next moment.

"Go to hell, sweet little priest."

He said coldly, as if giving a life or death order, but his indifferent face soon showed astonishment - he saw that the pastor girl did not dodge the attack, but calmly switched the pastor's staff in her right hand to her left hand, then raised her right hand and slapped the oncoming fireball directly.

puff--

As if something was punctured, the fireball was annihilated directly by the priest's slap, leaving no smoke.

"Um!????"

The man in black robe holding the dagger felt a jolt in his heart, and then he saw the pastor girl grinning at him, tightening her fingers one by one and clenching them into fists.

All the pores on his body exploded at this moment.

Wait, this guy is a priest, right? He didn't make a mistake in attacking him, did he? That's a staff, right?

There was no time to think. At this distance and speed, he had nowhere to hide and could only block the dagger in front of him. However, he felt a pain in his wrist. The fist of the seemingly weak and boneless girl actually rolled the blade directly, and then broke and broke. Then his whole body felt light and he flew backwards.

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70. The Unexpected Mastermind [Fifth Update]

The black-robed man holding a dagger is named Lucas, and the black-robed magician providing cover in the rear is named Moore. They are a good pair temporarily arranged together.

They had already ambushed two teams of knights, changing the location after each ambush, conscientiously completing the tasks assigned by their superiors.

When they saw Mary and the others, they were still worried. The leading boxer looked like a nun from the church. Since she was from the church, she must be very powerful, and they were afraid that there would be some trouble. However, when they entered the battle with the monsters, Lucas and Moore became suspicious.

This group of people looked so weak, just like a group of novices who had just started. Logically, Dammas should not have sent these people to the underground palace.

At first, they were still a little suspicious that there was a trick, but after watching for a while, they couldn't figure out what was going on. They just thought that those people were pure novices. But they were still worried, so they decided to play it safe and still use a sneak attack to decide the outcome.

however--

Bang.

Seeing Lucas hit the rock wall and rolled down, spitting out a mouthful of blood, he lowered his head and lost consciousness. This scene shocked Moore, who was chanting the second magic in the back, and his scalp numbed. He shuddered and bit his tongue directly. The fireball that was halfway through the chanting suddenly exploded, and the flames rose up, directly scraping off his eyebrows and bangs.

Eyebrows can grow again, but life is gone forever. Moore turned around and ran without thinking.

Moore felt cold sweat on his face, and the scene of the priest girl shattering his fireball with a slap and punching Lucas away with his knife and body seemed to appear in front of his eyes. He suddenly felt that he was in big trouble.

He ran directly to a carved magic circle. He ran too fast and slipped, almost falling. He hurriedly output magic power to activate the magic circle. At this moment, his feet shook, and the figure of the white-robed priest girl appeared in front of Moore.

I have to say that this priest girl is extremely beautiful. Before, Moore and the unconscious Lucas regretted killing a beautiful girl. Now, the beautiful girl is coming to attack them with her fists.

Yes, they also discussed why these people looked so weak, and now he could see clearly that they were the ones who were ambushed.

"There are only two of you here. It seems you are not from the same group."

Aisha looked at the panicked black-robed wizard and muttered to herself, leaving the black-robed wizard confused.

However, he did not have the mind to think more. He squatted in front of the magic circle and frantically urged the magic power - they had long been prepared with a killing weapon to deal with unexpected situations, that is the magic circle under their feet. This is a magic circle that can activate the earth veins. Although it can only mobilize a little bit of the power of the earth veins, it only takes this little bit. Below is the "second level" of the underground palace, which has long been filled with monsters like mountains and seas. As long as those people on the top level of Danmas do not take action, no one can do anything.

But the problem was that the priest girl in white robes stood in front of him, her hands folded across her chest, neither moving nor saying a word, just looking down at him condescendingly.

Aisha was curious about how he would operate.

Moore was very nervous and became more and more flustered. It was a strange feeling as if he was being watched.

"What are you doing?"

Aisha asked.

Moore felt insulted, but met Aisha's golden eyes and hesitated for a moment.

"I... want to send you all down..."

"Oh, so that's how it works. Then how does this thing work? Logically speaking, the ley lines can't be interfered with, right?"

"I, I don't know either... This is what our leader gave me..."

"Your leader? Who is he?"

"I, I can't say..."

"Why can't you tell me?"

"I signed a blood contract. If I say so, I must die..."

"A blood contract? Isn't that something only blood slaves sign? Are you a blood slave?" Elsa finally revealed a somewhat surprised expression, and at the same time noticed a new clue, which was - "So, your master is a vampire?"

Moore didn't answer, but the answer was obvious.

"I see, it's someone from the vampire side..."

Elsa was somewhat surprised because vampires weren't demons, but rather vampires. While their habits resembled those of demons, leading to their being mistaken for vampires in the past, the fundamental difference between them and demons lay in their obsession with their own bloodline. Instead, they had no craving for magic essence, no interest in war, and no desire for territory. Most vampires lived in seclusion, serving as small local lords, their subjects encompassing any race: humans, elves, dwarves, even animals, monsters, and even dragons. These subjects lived there and paid taxes—blood donations. Vampires relied on blood for survival and strength, treating their subjects more like livestock. Those with particularly sweet blood were promoted to pets.

All in all, the vampires were once one of the races invaded by the Demon King's army, so it was hard to imagine why the vampires would get involved at this time.

Could it be that they are colluding with the remnants of the Demon King's army?

It's not impossible. Although the vampires and the demons have a grudge against each other, people can change, including vampires.

"Then why did he let you attack people here?"

Aisha continued to ask.

Moore shook his head. As he was asked this question, he was so anxious that he almost cried.

He didn't know what this woman was trying to do. She didn't interfere with his preparation of magic, but she kept asking questions, even though she was so strong.

Suddenly, Moore seemed to understand.

It was precisely because the girl was so strong that she was not afraid of anything. This pastor girl must be looking down on him and deliberately giving him time to laugh at him - what an arrogant woman with a bad taste. Moore felt blood choking in his heart, but at the same time he was also relieved. He began to think about how to fight back.

He must make this arrogant woman pay the price!

Immediately afterwards, the crystal powder began to burn, and the magic elements in the air seemed to be gushing into the magic circle, and the azure light suddenly became dazzling.

Elsa glanced at the magic circle.

"Are you almost done?"

"Almost there..." He glanced at Aisha timidly yet excitedly, thinking quickly at the same time, "Ahem... well... you're strong, right? I know you're strong... so, that's why you're so fearless... How about you just let me finish it? You want to see its effects anyway, right?"

Mur looked at Elsa. He hoped that Elsa's arrogance would give him a chance to fight back, but Elsa suddenly smiled.

"Do I look like a fool to you?"

After Elsa finished speaking, she raised her foot and stepped on the magic circle. The magic power that was rising to the point of boiling just a second ago suddenly dissipated, and the azure light of the magic circle was instantly extinguished and shattered, along with the rocks below.

Moore was stunned.

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71. Are the earth veins really fragile?

In this world, blood clan does not only refer to vampires, but is a general term unilaterally given by humans to groups that need to rely on blood to survive or like blood. It's just that vampires are more well-known, so blood clan is sometimes used to refer to blood-breathing vampires.

The vampires here are not much different from the typical settings that Elsa knows. They don't like sunlight, raise creatures of other races for their blood, and have "aristocratic etiquette" based on arrogance.

Some vampires have their hands stained with blood, but most of them like to stay in an ancient castle and be their own little lords.

Elsa once saw a citizen living in a territory governed by vampires. She seemed quite happy about it. She could get the protection of powerful vampires without having to worry about her safety. She only needed to donate a little blood regularly to offset her taxes. Isn't this a kind of life?

Therefore, most of the time, there are actually not many disputes between the vampires and the empire. The empire turns a blind eye to this. As long as the foundation of the empire is not shaken, the empire is too lazy to spend a lot of effort to become the enemy of the vampires.

As for blood slaves, they are actually beings similar to "familiars" who have signed a blood contract with humans, elves, demons, etc. From the moment they become blood slaves, they have already drawn a line between themselves and their original identity, status, and ethnicity. They will give everything for their masters as vampires and be absolutely loyal to their masters.

Blood slaves generally enjoyed a higher status than ordinary subjects, who were merely "food crops," but the price they paid was complete loss of their freedom. As long as their masters didn't voluntarily dissolve their blood pacts, these individuals would forever be unable to act against their masters' wishes. Even if their masters ordered them to rip out their hearts, they would do so immediately—and even if they couldn't, they would die while carrying out their orders.

Elsa held a shepherd's staff and paced back and forth slowly in front of Lucas and Moore, scaring them so much that they shrank their necks and dared not move.

Both of them are blood slaves, which can be easily identified by looking at the contract marks on their withered arms and necks. It is precisely because they have such obvious characteristics that they need to wear hooded robes, otherwise anyone who has a little understanding of the vampires may be able to see through their identities.

"So, what else do you know?"

Both of them shook their heads.

Elsa had been interrogating them for quite some time, but to no avail—they were under restraint, and even intimidation wouldn't yield any information.

This made Elsa wonder why the blood slaves appeared in the underground palace. Could it be that the inspection before entering had been so lax?

It's unlikely. Elsa prefers to believe that these people have been lurking in the underground palace for a long time, but have only appeared now - otherwise it is impossible that they have not been discovered by anyone.

Filia took a rope and tied the two men's hands.

"Although we have gained something, it is disturbing. The vampires have no reason to help the demon general. I suspect the remnants of the Demon King's army are behind this. If they collude, it will be troublesome."

Filia's tone remained flat, but perhaps because she had more trust in Elsa, she was no longer so distant when facing Elsa, and was willing to say a few more words.

"I think this might be an opportunity."

Elsa's thoughts were different from Filia's. The only thing she found troublesome was that there was not enough time.

"The vampires' family relationships are generally more clear, so they might be easier to find than those elusive demons. Anyway, let's take them back and see if Bishop Pittman has any solutions."

After all, he is a cardinal and should have had many dealings with vampires - after all, the church and vampires have never gotten along.

At the same time, Mary and Vivian, two people who knew more about magic, studied the magic circle on the ground that was halfway through burning when Elsa stepped on it and broke it.

——The principle of the magic circle is to inject a little foreign magic into the already expanding earth veins. For the earth veins, this unfiltered magic is like a drop of water dropped into hot oil. The already congested earth veins suddenly boil, and the "vesicle" is pierced, forming a cave connecting the "first layer" and the "second layer".

The above is Vivian's guess, which made Mary fall into deep thought.

"It's actually magic that can directly interfere with the earth veins. No wonder..."

She stared at the magical patterns on the ground in a trance, looking very worried.

She immediately found Elsa who was looking around for new clues and told her Vivian's guess. Elsa didn't feel anything after listening, but Mary sighed deeply.

"Elsa, these vampires—or rather, the ones behind them—have mastered magic that can directly interfere with the ley lines... This is not good news. I sense things are becoming increasingly complicated. Elsa, as you know, the ley lines are extremely strong. Breaking through them is impossible except for those of the level of a hero or a saint, let alone injecting foreign magic into them."

Mary's words reminded Elsa of a question.

She almost crushed the earth veins. If she hadn't stopped in time, the earth veins would have been destroyed... There are only two possibilities. Either that was a coincidence for some unknown reason, or there was something wrong with the earth veins themselves, or Elsa's power has indeed reached the level of a warrior and a saint.

Elsa was thinking about whether to tell Mary about this. After all, the nature of this matter was quite bad, and it might be a misunderstanding.

But Elsa also felt that communication was necessary. Instead of continuing the misunderstanding without an answer, it would be better to talk it out here.

"In fact, I almost crushed the earth veins when I went to the underground palace once."

"what?"

Mary was stunned.

Elsa quickly explained, "Actually, I'm not sure if there's something wrong with the leyline itself. Anyway, when I applied a little force, it cracked, and then I didn't dare to continue researching..."

What Elsa said was all true, but it sounded strange, shocking, and terrifying to Mary's ears.

"Well... I've never heard of ley lines becoming 'fragile' when problems arise... Are you sure those are ley lines?"

Mary gave Elsa a serious look.

Her expression was subtle. Rationally speaking, Mary naturally didn't believe what Elsa said.

The strength of the brave men and saints does not only come from themselves. They are blessed by the goddess and are naturally stronger than ordinary people even without any training or learning. In the hundreds of years of history of the empire, only the arcane sage Serilda has reached the same level as them with her own strength. Otherwise, Serilda would not have become a "legend".

However, Mary doubted whether her opinion was correct. After all, Elsa had given her too many unexpected things in front of her. Elsa was still very young and might really become the second "Mystic Sage".

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