Chapter 1028

"How's it going?"

Looking at the little wizard with sweat and frown coming out of the ward, Loren felt that he had got the answer.

"Very bad - if I insist, I'm not even sure if he... Is still alive."

Wiping the sweat on his forehead, Ayn glanced back at the door: "the void reaction in his body is very strong, and there is no sign of dispersion; even if it is eliminated temporarily, it will erupt again in a short time."

"What about trauma?"

"Hardly, just..."

"But what?"

"Nothing, but every time the void reaction breaks out, his body seems to decompose at any time, which is more fragile than the newborn baby; even if he just touches it, there are signs that his eyes will fall out of his eyes, bones and muscles will be directly separated, and internal organs seem to be eager to fall out of his body!"

The more he described it, the more excited the little wizard was. His blue eyes were full of fear: "I tried to give him some soup to help him recover quickly, but it was useless - no matter what he ate or drank, he would be completely rejected by his body!"

"Even if you force a funnel and catheter into your body, it will be wrapped in mucus and discharged directly from your mouth and nose! And..."

"I see!"

Looking at Ayn's increasingly painful expression, Loren quickly interrupted and held her in her arms: "next, you don't have to worry about it. I'll find a way to deal with it."

"Sorry, I can't help..." the little wizard with red eyes lay on the black haired wizard's shoulder, sobbing a little more in his voice.

"It doesn't matter. You've tried your best... No one can do better than you, even mentor Dalton." the frowning Lauren can only comfort her and pat her on the back: "don't worry, just give him to me."

After a few more words of persuasion, the little wizard turned and left reluctantly.

Loren couldn't help sighing.

Saving an oath Knight... Not only him, but almost everyone's eyes are unimaginable.

Carrying the oath of the Holy Cross, the Knights themselves have incomparable power - in theory, as long as their consciousness does not completely collapse, they can return to the world from the edge of death again and again, and remain intact.

Just like the one holding the "bright star"... Whether dismembered, beheaded, beheaded, fell into the abyss of the ice cave and buried alive under the ruins of the Dragon King City... He can still stand up again and again, wield a long sword and kill all the enemies in front of him.

For them who rely on "faith", healing... Is absurd and irrelevant.

In a real sense, only the simplest force of emptiness or the force from another evil god can hurt them - the same example is the oath knight who has taken away an arm.

Lemantes, "the dead"... And four evil gods lurking in the glacier wasteland who, according to a young man, have "it is particularly difficult to maintain their own existence".

It was not until ayin went away that Dalton kand slowly walked out of the door; The dull sky made his already expressionless face look very gloomy.

"I guess... It's worse than Ayn said?"

Dalton shook his head and walked to the side of the dark haired wizard before slowly opening his mouth and lowering his voice.

"If you still hold the idea of saving him, or even just helping him recover... Give up."

Glancing at Lauren with tentative expression, Dalton's face was gloomy: "he hasn't died yet. He has kept his fragmented body together again and again by relying on the extremely strange force of emptiness - of course, it is also the culprit who made him look like this."

"You mean..."

"The current situation of Knight nazer is no different from that of human beings who have been eroded and mutated by the void; I don't know why his body is not abnormal. It may be related to the 'oath' of the Holy Cross."

Dalton said coldly, "as far as the situation we see now is concerned, it's better to consider how to kill him than how to save him - it's a hidden danger. It's hard to say whether he will mutate in the next moment."

Loren raised an eyebrow: "but he is an oath knight, or the leader of the church Knight of duanjie mountain fortress."

"I know," Dalton nodded slightly.

Therefore, we must think of a good reason to kill him - they know it by heart.

"The problem now is that we have to find out what happened when the Knight Commander Naze and the cavalry were defeated."

After a moment of silence, Loren turned his eyes to his mentor: "is there any way to wake him up for a while - no more, just a few minutes."

"In the laboratory in the floating city, there are master corona's manuscripts about his' backtracking 'theory." Dalton casually mentioned that he obviously did not intend to say in depth: "the magic array completed by using this theory may temporarily restore him to the state before the problem."

"When will it take effect?"

"It has taken effect. He should just wake up now..."

The next second, the stunned two people looked back almost at the same time - the void reaction in the room suddenly disappeared!

Without hesitation, Loren and Dalton rushed into the room one after another, then stood behind the door and stared at the figure on the bed.

The oldest church Knight of duanjieshan fortress, "shield of defense" oath Knight Naze... Is dead.

And he died in an extremely "funny" appearance.

He seemed to want to cut his throat with the knife left by the little wizard beside the hospital bed, but the problem was that his body recovered too quickly. The wound torn by the sharp blade had recovered before it could bleed;

So he tried to poke a long needle and a thin stick into the skull from his nose and eyes; But every time you just succeed, the recovered body expels the long needle and thin stick out of the body; So he can only try "tirelessly", try again and again, try again and again, try again and again

Finally, at the moment when the void force controlling the body was weakened by the magic array, the thin stick penetrating the skull cavity was finally not discharged again and stuck in the nasal cavity.

So, the dead Knight nazer looked like trying to pull something out of his nose, but forgot the "funny" look of the long needle piercing his eyes and the blade stuck in his neck.

The spasmodic muscles and tight skin made his expression look ferocious, and his body was entangled like no bones.

At that moment, even the two people who had witnessed the death countless times also showed a dignified expression.

Not because of the appearance of death, but

What kind of pain, fear and despair can make a "oath Knight" who believes in the Holy Cross choose to die so recklessly?

In the brief silence, the two people can even hear each other's heartbeat.

So that no one was aware of the rapid footsteps and shouts outside the door.

"Lord Loren, lanmallos, the Earl of Lake City, sent information that they encountered in the ruins of the imperial stronghold..."

Before the words fell, Glenville, the count of storm Castle who rushed into the door, suddenly stopped his steps and breathing, stared at the body on the bed with trembling eyes, and the blood color on his cheeks disappeared without a trace.

After a short silence, his motionless body began to react violently; The pale count of storm Castle seemed to have been hit by an arrow, pressed his chest and bent down.

"Woo -!!!"

The strong smell spread in the ward.

After nearly five minutes, Grenville, the Earl of stormcastle, who almost vomited out his gall, gasped, leaned against the wall and stood up. His face was pale and wiped, leaving residual corners of his mouth.

"Sorry, Duke Loren and Lord Dalton, i... really..."

"It doesn't matter. It's understandable." Lauren raised his hand and interrupted him. "Let's get down to business. What happened to them in the ruins of the stronghold?"

"Ice werewolf!" murmured count Glenville:

"An Icefield werewolf tribe of at least a thousand up and down occupied the ruins of the imperial stronghold, and there were a lot of traces of enemy activities nearby - the count of lanmallos sent a message that he had called on the cavalry on the left wing of the horn castle to assemble and ask for support!"

"There should be about a thousand cavalry nearby, and they are conducting armed reconnaissance." Loren suddenly turned around and looked at Dalton kand behind him. "Immediately call them back and assemble, and send a commander to support lanmallos and regrell."

"Now of the people in the fortress, Lucian is the best - I'll find him now and let him go at once!" Dalton nodded and walked out the door without hesitation.

Looking at Dalton's figure leaving quickly, the black haired wizard turned his eyes to the count of Glenville again: "dreisis, the deputy commander of the fortress of duanjie mountain, said that the ice field werewolf tribes in the north and south of the fortress should have been swept away."

"Yes, but it's probably because of this that the tribes in more remote areas realized this and migrated on such a large scale." glenwell's expression was also not very good-looking:

"It is preliminarily estimated that the Icefield werewolves who are migrating and moving to the blood skeleton valley are afraid..."

"No less than 10000!"

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"The war... Is about to begin."

On the desolate ice field, the elf warrior holding a long knife murmured like talking to himself.

Behind him, thousands of footsteps made a "rustling" sound in the deep snow, such as the forest's long gun and the flying triangular flag shaking, floating and hunting in the cold wind.

The squeaking two wheeled vehicles and four wheeled vehicles rolled out a flat road in the snow. The elf warriors carrying long guns and sharp blades walked side by side, winding in the wilderness like a huge torrent, like several parallel but never intersecting rivers, moving in the cold wind and snow.

The Elven warrior's eyes looked to his East - according to the news from the blood skeleton Valley, the imperial army had set up a huge camp in the blood skeleton Valley and sent thousands of cavalry to control the area.

Judging from the flags and the clothes of the warriors, the main force and leader of this army is Lord Byrne Turin, who once stopped the Azores elves under the city of eboden for 30 days.

The Imperial Emperor of duanjieshan fortress broke his arm, and the most important help was tied in this meaningless wasteland, and cleared the way for the Azores army - in short, they will never encounter any attack from the imperial direction before reaching duanjieshan fortress.

This is really good news.

"My Lord, I don't understand."

Behind the elf warrior, Alexandre, who had just "escaped" from the fortress of duanjie mountain, tightened and pursed the corners of her mouth, with a slight fluctuation in her tone.

After leaving the fortress of duanjie mountain, the embarrassed Female Elf Warrior walked in a snow-white wilderness for two days and nights. When she was almost frozen to death, she was found by the elf warrior who led the army to retreat and took her in.

As for the fact that she was actually a bait released by the Empire, Alexandra certainly wouldn't say... She was also sure that she successfully got rid of the two demon hunters sent by Lucian - at least before she was unconscious, there was no sign of anyone following her.

Using the information from ruthen's mouth and her own observation, Alexandra also succeeded in winning the trust of the eagle king's confidant; However, after the other party confirmed that he had given the message, he made the opposite decision.

"Why did you choose to avoid fighting after the Empire established the blood skeleton Valley camp, instead of driving those ice werewolves to harass them and continue to march to the fortress of duanjie mountain?"

After opening his mouth, the Female Elf Warrior no longer suppressed her doubts: "if we can't capture the fortress of duanjie mountain in one fell swoop, won't we still encounter the enemy on our back?"

Facing Alexandra's question, the elf warrior did not give a positive answer, but gave her a meaningful look.

"Because... This is war."

Alexandra lowered her head, but was clearly not persuaded.

"The key to war is not to be disturbed by the enemy's actions - what's more, at present, our enemy is almost completely acting according to the arrangements we have set, and every step... Is expected by his Majesty the eagle king."

"They tried to find our trace, try to let us live and die in the ice sheet, try to know what we were doing, try to destroy our plan..." the elf warrior smiled and stared at Alexandra's confused face:

"Yes, your excellency, the chief adjutant of the governor's court, even your bait released by the enemy... Was expected by your majesty."

Huh?!

Shocked, the Female Elf Warrior suddenly sank her head and knelt down on one knee: "I'm very sorry, I was indeed a bait deliberately released by the enemy, but I never betrayed your majesty! When the adult extended a helping hand to me, I have completely removed the enemy's spy..."

"Don't be nervous. I already said it, chief adjutant of the court."

The fairy warrior's face was full of mysterious smiles:

"Everything... Is in your Majesty's expectation."