Ed and Celebrion also witnessed the horrific and strange scene. After the first dragon roar, Ed fell to the edge of the pit and leaned out most of his body to see what was going on below, they were still some distance from below, although they were not very high, but jumping down would at least break their legs.

"Is there a way for you to make us jump without falling to our death?" he asked the half-elf not so seriously. If there were, the half-elf would have pushed him down a long time ago, and he wouldn't have waited for him to ask about this.

He felt a strong upward current, and looked down to see a huge white shadow rushing towards him, and the half-elf bent down and grabbed his belt and dragged it back, the wingtips of the first ice dragon narrowly brushing over Ed's head.

Ed didn't see the ice dragon clearly, but he saw Tess and Naria under the claws of the ice dragon, and just as he was wondering, the ground began to shake, and stones fell from the sky, and another ice dragon passed in front of his eyes.

"Is!" he blurted out, surprised and confused, and from the familiar breath he recognized the smaller ice dragon that was avoiding the huge rock that had nearly smashed into his wings in a thrilling posture as his friend.

"Why are there two dragons?!" he roared, looking up at a figure that leapt nimbly onto Is's neck.

For a moment, he wanted to jump over...... But it's too late.

He looked at Celebrian, and the half-elf was looking down at him.

"We have to leave. The half-elf said.

"What?" asked Ed dumbfounded.

"From there. The half-elf looked up at the dragon's hole in the top of his head, and the moonlight gently draped over half of his body.

Ed's eyes lit up, and a glimmer of hope rose in his heart: "Can you catch up with Is?"

The half-elf shook his head: "No. They're too fast. ”

His brow was wrinkled with tiny lines, and he was obviously very unhappy.

Ed bit his lip in frustration.

It wasn't easy for him to find Is, but he could only watch it fly away, and Tess and Nalya were captured by another ice dragon—an ice dragon that was apparently not so friendly. As naïve as he is, he doesn't believe that every dragon is good. Isis may have been able to save them, but Novi is still nowhere to be found......

When the half-elf grabbed his arm, Ed instinctively struggled: "Wait......"

But he didn't know what to do.

"Wait a little longer, and the dwarven axes will fly over our heads. Keller Brian raised an eyebrow impatiently. In fact, due to the failure of invisibility, the dwarves have already spotted them and are yelling at them.

"But, Norvi ......"

"I'll come back and save him. The half-elf's tone seemed unmistakable.

Ed still hesitated, and at the sound of the half-elf's incantation, he faintly heard a roar coming from the bottom of the pit.

"Where's the pastor?!Call me a pastor!"

Priest......

"Wait!" Ed interrupted the half-elf's spell in a dead voice.

Cele Brian looked down at him, his gray eyes murderous, and his voice was so cold that his blood froze: "If you want to die here, I can fulfill you, but it's useless!"

"Yes, whether I live or die, I'm really useless. ”

Acknowledging this hurt Ed even more than expected, but he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay...... You have. ”.

Norway knelt down, he had no ability to heal, and could only do his best to stop the bleeding for the old king.

Mock roared again, "Where have all those stupid priests gone!"

But he also knew that there were only a handful of priests in Charlenhall, and now they might be scattered in the pits to treat the wounded dwarves, and they would probably not have time to get here.

The dwarves around him suddenly made a noise, and Mork looked up, the scene before him was so strange that it could no longer surprise him - his nerves were almost numb from the successive stimuli.

A ball of light wrapped around two people and landed gently, one of them was wearing a white robe that looked a little gray, covering most of his face with a hood, his long gray hair hanging down on both sides, and the other had shoulder-length black hair and a slightly high forehead, a young human with a somewhat pale face.

"Wait! we have a priest here!" he raised his hands, indicating that he was not hostile, and grinned at the elf.

"Norvi...... I'm glad you're okay. ”.

The half-elf priest held his staff up in front of him, his hands spread to the left and right, but the staff stood there steadily, straight, the gray gem at the top as if it had life.

The moonlight completely enveloped him, it was the source of his strength and the source of his pain.

The priest raised his head slightly and prayed to his deity. That was the first time Ed had heard the half-elf say a spell, and it was also the first time he felt that the half-elf was like a priest, holy and inviolable. His voice was clear and firm, not commensurate with his thin body, and resounded throughout the mine.

The moonlight began to condense on the grey gem, and the always soft and dim light in the gem grew brighter and brighter, as if a hundred billion stars were hidden in it, and almost everyone was forced to close their eyes or turn their heads, except for Ed, who was desperately open his eyes in tears, trying to see every moment of the miracle clearly.

The bright light contracted suddenly, then burst silently, and countless shimmering motes of dust scattered in all directions, clinging to all the wounds.

The Half-Elf Priest was unable to bring the souls of the deceased back into their bodies, but in a short time, he healed all the wounded dwarves at the bottom of the pit, including the unconscious, dying old king.

When Kogan Brass Flame's eyes suddenly opened, the dwarves erupted in cheers. Mork couldn't speak, but patted the half-kneeling elf on the shoulder so hard that Norway almost fell on top of the old king.

Everyone had a smile on their faces, but the half-elf still had no expression, and he stood outside the jubilant crowd with his cane, like an ethereal phantom that could disappear into the moonlight at any moment.

“...... Are you alright?" Ed asked worriedly, reaching out and gently touching the half-elf's arm. Celebryan glared at him, shrinking back as if disgusted by being touched.

Ed retracted his hand in a curt, and was about to say something to make the atmosphere less awkward, when the moonlight suddenly seemed to flicker, and his front was empty for an instant.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned to face the dwarves who were also dumbfounded.

"He's gone?"

Ed began to suspect that the person who was following him was just an apparition from beginning to end - but he had just come across the body of a half-elf, and there was indeed a little warm, solid body under the thin white robe.

"What the hell is going on......" he asked blankly.

No one could answer his question.