Vol 15 Chapter 1438: Tiffany's Enchanting

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The power of the Holy Mark, healing, accelerating, phantom, and momentary movement, these four abilities are extremely effective high-intensity combat skills in combat. Compared with those magicians who need to sing magic and prepare time, the quick battle will become Dominate the effective power of the battlefield.
However, the wind and rain are aimed at those ordinary elf soldiers. For Bitashir, there is no attack for the storm. After all, the really powerful elf will not lose its combat power because of his speed. The magic of stabbing his projection magic to make the sword also made him feel shocked.
The persimmon is soft and pinched, and the idea of ​​Tatachar is clear and clear, and there is no way. He still thinks wrong. The so-called summoning dozens of elves to attack together can defeat each other's things. It is simply a fantasy. At the moment of launching the attack, the storm has already evaded their attacks. The magic of acceleration and teleportation seems to him to be -
Live the magic first.
However, it is not without considering that the weather will use the first-time magic. After all, it is also the ancestor of the elves. (The ancient natural elf is the creator of the elves, and the elves can use the reason for the first-time magic, but also because of inheritance. The power of the natural elf, longevity is also inherited this power).
Living in magic is not the magic of water, fire, wind, and earth. It's just the magic outside of this, like the reflection magic used by Bitashal is this type, and only the magicless magic that can break the magic of the first move. In fact, the reason why no magic has no attribute has similar characteristics to the reason that the first magic has no attribute.
"Everyone is going back, I am coming..."
At this time, a young girl came out. She had slender hands and feet and a long, transparent blond hair. The healthy flamboyant and fairy-like atmosphere made people look dazzled.
"Luckosana, how come you are here, it's too dangerous! You can come if you want to come!" Bita Sharton frowned and looked at the elf girl who rushed from the fog.
"I just want to see what the mixed ancestor of the three races of elves, humans, and ancient dragons looks like. Also, I think it is better to capture the ancestor's ancestors. Can't kill, our elves are not yearning for peace, how? Can you kill your ancestors?"
As the girl said as she walked out of the fog, she stretched out her hand. There were a few green seeds floating inside, the delicate palms were gently tilted, and the green seeds fell to the ground -
"Hey...oh...hey..."
After the green seeds fell on the ground, they quickly sprouted and grew into huge and thick green vines. The green vines began to spread toward the wind and rain...

Not so simple!

The wind and rain can not help but sneer, the body instantly disappeared behind the elf girl -
But in the moment when the wind and rain slashed his blade, his eyes were tied and he couldn't move. Struggling again is also awkward - when?
"Oh... the ancestor is also stupid. How can I not know that you are attacking me behind me? When I stepped out of the fog, I have already sprinkled the seeds. Magic should be applied reasonably. If you can win, you are too contemptuous of the elves, well, the first ancestor, just follow us back to the elves..."
The girl, who was called Lucasana by Bitashal, turned and squinted and said with a strange eye. The tiny fingers touched the forehead of the wind and rain -
"Sleep a good night, my Highness..."
"..."
A green glow floats. The wind and rain suddenly felt the incomprehensible look, the strength of the body gradually disappeared, and the eyes gradually began to close...
All the elves are relieved, at this time -
"My name is Tiffanya Westwood, the five-pointed star in charge of five powers... I am here to follow the instructions of fate to summon [make magic]..."
At the moment when he saw the danger of the storm, Tiffany began to take out the call that Julio had given him to sing the magic book of magic, ready to summon the magic to help the wind and rain -
"How come there is a person, what is she doing? Elf, what happened, don't know her?"
At this time, a few princes near the forest suddenly found Tiffany, who sang a magic spell, and could not help but scream in surprise...
"Damn, forget, there is a person's existence, everyone pays attention to defense!!"
When Bita Sharton was shocked, after all, Tiffania was in the introduction of Gorya, but the vain magician, which is a demon in the eyes of their elves, the devil is in the inheritance of the elves. Let them fear and fear, the magic that is released by nothingness is also frightening them. Now that there is a vain successor who sings magic, are they not finished?
"Wait, she sings like the magic of human calling to make magic..."
Lucy Shana suddenly said that she couldn’t help but look at the frightened people.
"Hey..."
A light and crisp sound, suddenly Lucy Shana was surprised to find that there was a transparent film behind her, and then the film would be sucked in by the wind and rain that the plant vines bound...
"Lucky Sina, dangerous!"
Bitashir couldn’t help but worry.
"..."
But there is no danger happening ~EbookFREE.me~ Just the body of the wind and rain instantly moved to the face of Tiffany.
"Hey, what's the matter?"
The wind and rain that had left the gradually woke up and looked around in confusion. How could he be in front of Tiffany, did Tiffany have the magic of moving people?
"It turns out... It turns out... The first time the Royal Highness gave me the feeling of being close to me... My premonition is not wrong, and I predict that the future will be fulfilled. It turns out that His Royal Highness is my demon..."
Tiffany suddenly showed an excited look, whispering down the body, singing sings of magic, and gradually kissed the lips of the rain and rain -
"My name is... Tiffanya Westwood... Palm... The five-pointed star that rules the five forces... gives me the blessings of the people in front of me... makes it... my magic..."
"Ok……??"
The stormy eyes widened and listened to Tiffany's singing. Without thinking about it, I felt that the soft lips were tightly attached... (to be continued)