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    The blood-sucking vine from the abyss was like a giant snake, twisting Garda hard, seeming to squeeze Garda's blood out of the wound, and then greedily sucked it away.  Jada's face became paler and paler, his lungs were squeezed, and his spells became intermittent.  However, Jiada still stood firm, pretending that he was having a nightmare, and still recited the spell very seriously.  It can also be seen from here that Jiada is also a mentally strong guy.  Presumably the death of the Great Elder, the decline of the Stubborn Stone Tribe, and the fact that Gu Gua became a warlock must have given his heart enough torture and training.  Gu Gua still stood aside, watching with cold eyes, neither helping nor obstructing.  Jada suddenly opened his eyes, his face became angry, he almost roared and recited a spell, stood up and rubbed the blood-sucking vine into his body.  Gu Gua frowned, knowing how painful this feeling would be.  "For the tribe!!!" Jiada shouted this sentence hoarsely with his soul. This sentence almost used up all the breath in his lungs. After shouting this sentence, he lost his breath and gasped for breath.  He was standing there, but he didn't seem to have breathed in any air, like a fish that landed on the shore, and his face was suffocated.  Immediately afterwards, Gu Gua saw something that surprised him. Jiada began to eat the blood-sucking vine crazily. His movements were much faster than the blood-sucking vine. Although his sharp teeth were not suitable for plants, he still bit the blood-sucking vine.  It was all in pieces, and the bright red blood from Gada was scattered on the ground, which looked shocking.  The blood-sucking vines and Jada fought and strangled each other. Soon Jada gained the upper hand and even ate his own left hand. A pale wrist bone was exposed on his left wrist. Then he stopped and sat there gasping loudly.  With.  Gu Gua glanced at the bullet and saw that there was no magic material used at all.  He couldn't help but ask: "Did you succeed?" Jiada stood up from his weakness, looked at Gu Gua provocatively, rushed over, and shouted in a delirious manner: "I am the best  Strong! I am the strongest! !" Gu Gua flew up and hit the wall, and fell to the ground.  Jiada, who was in such a state, suddenly fainted.  Originally, she wanted to go up and give him a stabbing blow, but considering Xilang's words, Gu Gua endured it and turned around and left.  Two tender green leaves slowly grew from the broken wrist of Gadda who passed out from the ground, full of childishness and cuteness.  The sprouts grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, suddenly opened a bloody mouth, let out a terrifying roar, and then slowly shrank back, turning into a skinny left hand.  At the same time, Jada lost weight visibly to the naked eye, turning into a skeleton wrapped in skin.  Gu Gua walked around the outer city, took a few breaths of cold air, comforted the old, weak, sick and disabled, and then took a look at the situation of the snow deer.  The dead snow deer have been dried into dried meat and used as dry food, while the living snow deer are waiting for a suitable time to be slaughtered and made into dried meat.  He didn't know that when Xilang sent the blood stone crystal out, in the blood stone castle guarding the blood stone path, a light flashed from a three-story mage tower, and an old mage with a white beard immediately sensed it.  He copied the results of his observations on parchment, hurried to the Earl's Mansion, and walked straight in.  "Your Majesty, the mage tower in Palersburg has begun operation, and the remote item transmission magic was activated at 11:23 and 15 seconds this morning." The white-bearded old mage reported.  The count was sitting in front of a large red pine desk. The desk was covered with various documents, but it was orderly and not messy at all.  In his hand was a golden quill and a set of tools for stamping and sealing clay.  On the other side, there is a metal seal with a pair of angel wings.  Hearing what the mage said, the count stood up from behind the table and paced back and forth in the room.  The earl has golden hair, his broad chest and shoulders form a strong inverted triangle, his perfect figure and strong muscles, and the long dagger on his waist tell others that he is not a playboy who beats people with his face.  The few wrinkles on his forehead further prove that he is not a brute force lord with only muscles.  "Can you be sure what he transmitted?" the count asked.  "Sorry, I can't I can only confirm that this object is less than an ounce. I can't be sure what it is transmitting. It may be a letter, it may be a magic prop or it may be a blood stone  " Master Whitebeard said cautiously.  The count pursed his thin mouth tightly, showing even more heart-wrenching masculine charm.    "Are you sure this black robe is a mage certified by the Mage Association? Is he a level 12 spell caster?" the count asked again.  The old mage nodded and said: "We have carefully checked all the procedures and confirmed them with the Mage Association. These two points are certain." "Send some food and weapons to the bunch of bumpkins in the north and ask them to closely monitor the mage tower.  , not a single blood stone can flow in, and they are not allowed to collect it themselves! And inform Lady Lezli of Dalshor Town, telling her that another mage has established a mage tower in the north of Palestine.  Although this mage is certified by the Mage Guild, he still cannot let down his guard easily. "The old mage hesitated and said, "Butbut Lord Earlwe are not sure that it is the blood stoneit directly disturbed the Bronze Dragon Girl.  , Isn¡¯t it a little rash? Your Excellency Lezli¡¯s temper is really a bit" The Earl turned to the old mage and said: "I know that your Excellency Lezli¡¯s temper may even cause disaster to us if it gets activated, but  "This is an order." It seemed that the bronze dragon girl, Lady Lezli, had put heavy pressure on the Earl. Just mentioning her name made the Earl feel even more stressed. The Earl sighed and pinched himself again.  On his forehead, he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Uncle Jerry, our family has the task of not letting a single blood stone flow out of Vasa through illegal channels. We don't need to be afraid of the Mage Association at all. The upper world has an agreement with the Mage Association.  The mages agree with this. ¡°And, as the Dragon Nightmare family that protects the peace of the North, we also have the glorious mission of preventing the remnants of Octo from resurrecting.¡± The old mage nodded and replied tiredly: ¡°Yes, Earl.  Sir I will inform them right away and make some preparations." As the branch president of the Mages Association and the chief mage of the earldom, Old Jerry always felt that he was a difficult person and felt sorry for one of them.
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