Chapter 155 The Stalker

"Is it her?!" When Ron recognized the woman, the others also recognized her. "Do the people from Carolina want to ambush us again!"

"No, it's just her," Victoria hurriedly raised her shield and blocked the elf's whirlwind-like double swords. "The holy emblem is no longer hot!"

There is no doubt that the follower who brought Victoria a lot of pressure along the way and was always difficult to find was this elf!

"Ivy, what's the situation behind?" Ron waved his hand and threw a row of magic missiles, forcing the woman back. The two night hounds that blocked the entire passage attacked from the left and right, and then the elf was barely stopped, giving the three people in front a chance to pay attention to the situation behind.

"Not good-get out!" Ivy struggled to swing the tower shield horizontally, and repelled a "Wilson" who pounced on her shield and a group of similar people behind him. "There are too many people. They just want to defeat us with human wave tactics!"

"Then they will be disappointed!" Sera roared, and the huge Canglanzhi was like a toy in her hand. After knocking an enemy to the ground, Sera took advantage of the situation and raised the giant sword again. These creatures only had underwear on their bodies. If they were touched by the Canglan Grip, they would be injured, and if they were saved, they would die!

The goblin hunter was also killing people everywhere. His arrows were enchanted by strong acid gems. He shot these creatures and almost killed them with one arrow. After they gradually gathered together, he could occasionally kill two birds with one stone.

But soon, when DREFDO reached back again, he grabbed nothing: "Damn, there are no arrows in my quiver!"

"I have a spare one here!" Victoria retreated and threw a quiver from her luggage to DREFDO when Sylvia held a stick in one hand and pulled out a dagger in the other to block the elf.

The goblin was furious after receiving it: "This (goblin swear word) is a crossbow arrow!"

"It's good to have it!" Victoria said, and immediately joined the battle again.

After Sylvia and the elf had a brief fight twice, the elf finally spoke.

"A slave from Carolina? It's a waste of the scepter of Richthofen in your hands."

"Tsk, what's so good about a lackey," Sylvia curled her lips, but did not continue to entangle with her. Instead, she immediately retreated to a safe distance and continued to command the Night Hiss Hounds to besiege her, "Let's defeat them first!"

The weapon in the hands of this elf was just an ordinary standard scimitar, neither enchanted nor silver. Her counterattack was not painful at all for the Night Hiss Hounds, but the cloak on her body was quite tricky, and the hounds also found it difficult to cause effective damage to her, which made her keep rushing towards Ron, making it impossible for the three to deal with the pursuers behind them.

"Tsk!" Driver angrily used a crossbow as a melee weapon and stabbed it into the eye socket of a creature. "Victoria, don't you have those guards? You deal with them!"

"I'll fight this elf!"

"Spirit guard!" Victoria understood and immediately handed her back to her companions. She turned around and raised the holy emblem of Helm. Several spirits with ethereal figures like angels immediately surrounded her. Those creatures that continuously emerged from the depths of the cave and looked like members of Wilson's team immediately ignited golden and silver flames!

The previous attack on several people was really a bit hasty, otherwise they would not be as embarrassed as they are now. As the situation stabilized temporarily, Sera took the opportunity to withdraw and turned to the front. With only two swords, the elf flew out from in front of Ron, and Ron turned to the back, and the lightning gem in his hand lit up with dazzling lightning.

"Boom--"

The terrifying energy continued to pour into the cave, and it actually created a blank area in the deep sea of ​​people; and the elf on the other side was obviously unable to compete with the barbarians. She crossed her two swords, but she couldn't resist Sera's full-strength attack at all. One of the scimitars was directly chopped, and the other one also had cracks.

However, strangely, the elf was not panicked at all, but directly threw away the weapon in her hand. When a night hissing hound took the opportunity to pounce, she flashed a light in her hand, and actually pulled out a scimitar out of thin air, and chopped it at the hound's neck with her backhand!

"Ah!"

The hound immediately cried out in pain. It didn't understand why this prey could not hurt it at all before, but suddenly it could leave a wound on itself? !

"Magic weapon!" Sylvia's pupils shrank. If that was the case, why didn't she just use this one?

"So that's how it is. You just can't be hurt by ordinary weapons," the elf sneered, "I thought you were immortal!"

"In that case, then die!"

"You are the one who deserves to die!" Sera's eyes were bloodshot, and even her companions were trembling at her terrifying posture. The elf didn't dare to fight with her at all, but just dodged blindly, looking for a gap to try to sneak attack Ron's back.

Sera's brutal attack obviously couldn't last long, and the elf saw through this and refused to fight with her. If she continued to fight with her, Sera would probably be exhausted and she would take advantage of her.

"Richthofen Darkness!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Sylvia immediately controlled the cane to release a cloud of dark mist, which enveloped the elf and limited her space for dodging.

"Fool," the elf taunted in the dark spell, her scimitar glowed faintly, illuminating her vision around her, "You don't know what you're dealing with--"

The elf suddenly felt a chill behind her head, and before she could react, Sylvia, who had turned into mist with the help of her cane and merged with the dark spell, suddenly appeared behind her. The vampire reached out and pulled off the elf's hood, opened his mouth and showed a pair of sharp incisors, aimed at the slender white neck, and bit it!

Wait... something's wrong!

While Sylvia was stunned, the elf's scimitar had already cut a hole in her abdomen, and the dark spell disappeared immediately, leaving only Sylvia, who fell to the ground due to shock, and the elf with a sneer at the corner of her mouth.

This elf who was forced to reveal her true face was not at all different from other elves. Although her face was as beautiful as Leah's, her skin was grayish white, and she looked neither alive nor dead.

“You, you…” Sylvia covered her wound with one hand and pointed at the elf’s face with the other hand tremblingly, “You are not an elf at all!”