Chapter 283 The Runaway Duke Dark Conspiracy

Cinderila forcibly operated the power of space and ran away. What she didn't expect was that although the dark parliament had completely fallen, its overall strength was abnormally strong. With her own strength, she failed to take down a branch of the other party, but was seriously injured. In this way, even she was in danger, let alone save the clan. So she is depressed and frustrated. But it is very clear that there can be no hesitation and emotional fluctuations at this time. The only way out is to escape thousands of miles away from the sphere of influence of the dark parliament.

The toxins in her body are gradually getting stronger, which makes her ability to manipulate space more and more unstable. Knowing that it was likely to get lost in the depths of endless time and space, Cindera gritted her teeth and broke out of the air...

This is no longer the sphere of influence of the dark parliament, and has even come to the inaccessible deep mountains and forests. Obviously, this time, I tried my best to escape and have traveled nearly ten thousand miles. Cindra jumped on a high tree's stalking and inspected it. After confirming that there was really no danger, she leaned her back against the tree trunk and sat down to fix it. However, this tone surprised her. She found that the toxin forcibly suppressed by herself quietly grew a little again...

Just now, the blood flowed faster, and the toxins spread around. Unlike the last battle, she was just poisoned, but her body failed to react, so she could not escape the iron fist attack of Frankenstein. But later, with his strong strength, the Duke forcibly suppressed the toxin, which proudly performed the next few consecutive moves and used the unique ability of the blood duke to escape the ascension. I thought I could find a place to slowly adjust my breath and recover and force this inexplicable venom out of my body, but I didn't expect it to attack again, and this time there was no sign of this attack.

This toxin seems to be spiritual and lurks in the body. Once it doesn't pay attention, it will come out like a poisonous snake and bite it fatally. No wonder Christopher did not chase desperately when he escaped. On the way to escape, he did not find the pursuers dispatched by the dark council. Now think about it, the horror is that this scientific maniac is extremely confident in the toxins he developed, so he will not pursue it. At this moment, Cynderila was stunned to find that her natural blood energy had been eroded a little, and she couldn't help sweating coldly...

The real name blood energy of the blood clan is the most precious and powerful source energy. If even this place is eroded, it will be irreparable damage. At this moment, it can be regarded as the most dangerous situation that Cidella has encountered since she was born. She could feel that her whole body was slowly getting stiff and her strength was rapidly declining. At this time, if emergency measures had not been taken, the consequences would have been unimaginable...

The Duchess has not lived in the world for a long time. Although she has slept in the light sealed ground for thousands of years, her real age is not very young. However, this does not mean that Cindra has less knowledge and survival skills in her brain. On the contrary, she actually knows a lot, such as the once brilliant pharmacy, how to make poisons and how to detoxify. She did not completely mess up at this moment, but made a series of judgments through her body's reaction.

The mountains and forests of the western continent are wider than those of the eastern continent, because there are different races living here. Not all races will cut timber and build houses. Many ethnic groups live in forests. Therefore, there are more intact large forests in the western continent than in the east. The large-scale forest also means a large number of plants and medicinal herbs. The Duke did not hesitate at all and once again suppressed the spread of toxins with her strong strength. Cindrala, a toxin that can paralyze the body and spirit and corrode the energy in the body, has never seen it before, but she has studied a similar situation. What she needs to do now is to match the drugs known in the brain in the fastest time and reluctantly try...

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There is a hall deep in the headquarters of the Dark Parliament. This palace is the size of several training grounds, and no one is silent...

In the center of the darkness, there is a throne standing quietly, like a sleeping dragon. Except for the dark and beautiful throne in the center, there is nothing in the whole hall. Such a setting has never made people feel abrupt, as if the palace has been standing here like this for a long time and will never be shaken by time...

"Bat", "Bat"... In the quiet hall immersed in the darkness, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps. This only sound source is transmitted very far away at this time, and a glimmer of light in the dark fills the whole space.

And the footsteps are very rhythmic. From slow to urgent, it is gradually connected. In the end, it's like fried beans, but it's not boring...

It seems that the thinking has only passed for a moment, and the sound has stopped. The footsteps were heard in front of the throne. The visitor stood firmly. He was wearing a wide white robe that was completely opposite to the dark style in front of him, but there was no sense of light, as if the white had already been with the dark part. He reached out and pushed the frame in front of him, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Says, why did you ask me to come?"

This sound is from Christopher Frankenstein.

There is someone on this empty throne!? Christopher's words were like penetrating the fog of time and space, and the darkness covering the throne gradually penetrated, revealing a sitting figure...

He was covered with a wide pure black cloak, and he couldn't even see his face clearly. His hands were gently grasped at both ends of the scepter placed horizontally on the throne. If Lance appears here, he will definitely find that what this man holds in his hand is one of the legendary magic weapons of the Dark Council. In his previous life, this horrible staff killed himself at the peak, together with dozens of high-level knights of the temple. The difference is that the elites of those temples may have completely changed into souls, but he himself has been inexplicably reincarnated...

And the person holding this staff is naturally the legendary dark magic guide, Sainz, which can only be him...

After Christopher's voice fell, the dark black figure slowly appeared all the body, but it was still dark. Only at the position of his head, two eyes like the god of death in the dark suddenly opened. Did you let the blood clan who sneak into the branch go? A mechanical cold voice came out from the hood, empty, without a trace of human feelings.

"Yes, I underestimated her strength. Now it seems that it is an ancestral-level old monster in the blood clan. Hey hey, it still looks so young and beautiful, hey hey..." After saying that, he licked his lips endlessly and made a few ** evil laughter.

"So, what about the follow-up measures?" The emotionless voice continued.

"Don't worry, she has been poisoned by my genetic toxin. How can she get out so easily?" Christopher smiled proudly and straightened his face: "The toxin is only temporarily lurking and everything. The strength of this blood clan is very strong, and I don't know where it came from. But you don't have to worry. Although she ran away, she just insisted. When the toxin breaks out again, at least half of her life will be removed. However, considering the possible means of this ancestor-level blood clan, even if there is no antidote, I'm afraid my toxin will kill her, but at least she needs to sleep for a hundred years to recover. And a hundred years later, is there anything else in the world that we need to care about? Hahahaha!"

"Don't be careless. Recently, the eastern continent seems to be alert, and several dark spots have been pulled out. Even the guy in the circle has revealed his identity, and now he is hiding, and our people can't contact him. Well, but according to the intelligence, I found an interesting thing. These are actually related to the boy of Quinn's family. He seems to have intentionally or unintentionally sabotaged a lot of operations.

"Is that so? Well, is it the child of Quinn Rosier, one of the three major magicians in the Eastern Continent? It's just a great magician, his son... Hey hey, well, it seems that everything is very interesting. I wrote down this. Christopher responded.

"My responsibility is heavy and can't be lost. I'll leave it to you here." After the black shadow said, there was no sound, and the throne became silent and empty again...

"as you wish." Christopher saluted slightly and turned out. Every step he took, his figure faded a little until he fully integrated into the darkness, leaving only a string of crisp footsteps.

When all this returned to calm, a sigh came from the throne in the dark. Sainz raised his head slightly and was stunned. The mechanical cold voice seemed to bring a trace of strange emotion: "A new era is finally coming..."

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"Puff..." A beautiful woman suddenly knelt down and spit out a mouthful of black blood. Her face was full of pain. The white face is even paler at this moment, adding a weakness to her beauty.

"It's still useless... I can't suppress it... This damn madman, what a powerful toxin, uh..." The woman is Duke Cindera, but she no longer has the peerless demeanor when she just woke up, and has become a weak woman who is haggard and needs to be loved.

After escaping from the dark parliament, she dived into the forest and took advantage of the geographical environment to configure herself with antidote drugs in the shortest time. However, she was surprised and disappointed to find that these detoxifications she carefully prepared did not have much effect on the toxins in the body. Except for slightly inhibiting some of its development at the beginning, they were completely useless later.

Cinderila understands that terror really can't be delayed any longer, and she is completely unable to control the development of toxins. She never thought that in this world, there are still people who can achieve the strength comparable to the strong in the Holy Land without cultivation, and can invent a poison that is equivalent to the Holy Level, which is irresistible...

"I can't wait any longer. It seems that we can only use that method..." Cinderila muttered...