In the early morning of the third day of his capture, the silver-armored cavalryman who had come to inspect the labor support first raised his gaze, and he was looking for a hat in the tree. Indeed, as Pique thought, the Silverarmoured Cavalry himself did not know which tree he had put his hat on. Finally, he saw Sandy, wearing a brown-gray felt hat and sleepy-eyed, and he refused to give up.

As a carpenter, Peake not only made outstanding contributions to cutting down trees, but also contributed some technical guidance when building a wooden bridge over the Daughter River.

This pleased Barton Mondo, the cavalry commander who favored him, for he finally had the opportunity to counsel the Second Apostle:

"My lord, look at that blue hat, he not only works hard, but also has some medical skills, I beg your lord to send the blue hat to my side. He didn't say that Pique had revived the dying man, which would have saved him a lot of trouble.

The Second Apostle glanced at Barton Mondo with his grey eyes, as if he wanted to see the underlying meaning behind this little request made by the Fat Commander in front of him. His gray eyes rolled, and then he said:

"Yes, what's his name?"

Barton Mondo was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied, "My lord, I don't know about this yet. ”

What he didn't know was that it was a small test that the Second Apostle had done to him. How could a cavalry commander of the Odin want a yodelman to follow him? After all, he had four thousand cavalry in his hands, and the cavalry commander was only four, and two of them were not really his subordinates.

If Barton Mondo knew the name of the Blue Hat, he could look at the details of the Blue Hat through the roster, and then he would be able to deduce the true purpose of the Black Armored Cavalry Commander.

And the fat commander didn't even know the name of the other party, as if there was nothing to be suspicious about, after a night of running, he was also tired, and immediately ordered: "Yes, you can transfer him to the side." "Why was the Second Apostle tired, for he had traveled more than a hundred miles the previous night to the northern plains, next to the town of Peace, and he himself had gone to see what had happened there.

Of course, with his strength, he could also fly a hundred miles away directly with his spiritual power, without having to be himself. But now is an extraordinary time, and if a necromancer does not have a personal guard by his side, he will never release his spiritual power at will, let alone release his spiritual power a hundred miles away. In this process, if someone stabbed him in the back, he would have to wait for his spiritual power to come back before he exhaled in pain.

Therefore, he rode Odin's war horse for more than a hundred miles overnight. When he reached the plain, he saw the corpses of the cavalry he had sent. All of them had been hacked to death with hand axes, and he determined the trajectory of the wounds on their bodies, and deduced that the powerful mercenary must have also suffered some injuries.

Eight cavalrymen with superb martial arts skills were sent to chase after them, and finally got this result, which surprised the second apostle. At the very beginning, the mercenary with the hand axe was severely injured by him, and he was sure that the black arrow condensed by his undead qi must have injured the other party!!!

The Second Apostle felt sorry for missing the opportunity to turn a mercenary who had awakened the Light of Faith into an undead warrior. If it weren't for the fact that there was still something to do in the north, he would definitely carry out the pursuit to the end.

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Mandala and Carnation met Big Blackfoot in the woods, and Mandala, who had spent some time in the lumber yard, knew the human donkey. Sure enough, the big black feet, who recognized the two men, helped them.

And just like that, Big Black Feet carried Frank back to the town of Peace.

It must be said that Frank's situation is not optimistic!

Not to mention the three gunshot wounds on his body that couldn't stop the blood flowing, not to mention the abrasions all over his body, just mentioning his arm made the man who was guarding the side frown. At this time, Frank's hands were swollen, and Mandala thought that it was caused by his excessive exertion during the fight, but the truth was not as she imagined, after a night of deterioration, Frank's arms had swelled to twice as thick!

At this moment, they were back in the lumber yard, and Mandala looked anxious as he watched Frank's deteriorating arm. It was obvious that Frank must have had a lot of pus in his arm, and she wondered if she should use a needle to pick it out and release it. But when she saw the black veins on Frank's arm, she gave up on her thoughts.

Carnation was even less assertive when she stood aside, and the only thing she could do was keep boiling water to keep Frank's body warm.

Yes, Frank's body is cold, and no matter what method Mandala and Carnation use to raise the temperature of Frank's body, the effect is minimal. At first, Mandala thought that Frank's body was getting cold due to excessive blood loss, but after a long period of observation, he finally realized that Frank's body was a vision—the heat in his whole body seemed to be sucked away by his two swollen arms.

It could be that the energy in his body was healing his own arm, Mandala thought, and then said to Carnation:

"Go find the other mercenaries of the Timberwolves mercenary group, Frank is in the peaceful town, the other mercenaries may also be there, it is difficult for the two of us to save him, go to the hotel first, if you can't find the mercenaries, go to the garrison to find someone to help!" Mandala designed two plans for Carnation.

Carnation goes out, Frank is still asleep, and Mandala is changing the dressing for Frank's gunshot wound.

To Mandala's horror, Frank's arm still seemed to be expanding!

At this time, the sleeping Frank suddenly let out a dreamy whisper:

"Let's ...... away"

He seemed to be dreaming, and Mandala didn't hear what he was saying at first, and then the next moment, she was directly stunned.

I heard Frank suddenly whisper:

"Mandala, I must protect you, this is the task left to me by the master......"

She was sure that Frank hadn't woken up and that it was just his dream.

However, is it really a dream?

The mandala was stunned, ran out and Carnation ran back again, followed by four mercenaries!

Nasty, Mr. Sissy, Catfish, Grass Carp.

As soon as they entered, they first saw Frank, and after checking on Frank's injuries, they walked around the room again.

The leader of the Timberwolves Mercenary Regiment, Grass Carp, asked, "Where is the little yellow hair?"

Both the mandala and the carnation were silent.

Looking at the expressions of the two women, the corners of the grass carp's eyes twitched, and then he sighed, "Nasty," he said, "Carry Frank to church!"

He examined Frank's injuries and thought of the battle in the woods, and he knew that Frank's arm was most likely caused by the necromancer! No healer could fight the power of the undead, and they had to ask the priest for help.

Mandala blamed himself inwardly and thought that if he had come up with a way quickly, Frank would not have become like this. She thought of Frank's dream whisper again, and lowered her head silently.

"Sister, aren't we going along?" said Carnation beside her.

Only then did the mandala react, and the group of mercenaries took Frank away, "Let's go too." They followed the mercenary.

The doors of the church were wide open, and there were no gatekeepers, so they could easily have walked in.

To Mandala's surprise, the church was full of people.

All mercenaries!

Almost every one of them had minor or serious injuries on their bodies, but they weren't here to see the wounds, they had sent the seriously wounded wandering samurai here.

At this time, the seriously injured Frank was lying side by side with the seriously injured wandering samurai, and if Frank woke up to find the wandering samurai who had helped him awaken the power of faith lying next to him, I don't know how he would feel.

"Pastor Illin, please use the divine light to save Frank!" "The leader of the grassland begged Pastor Illin, in the conversation with Pastor Illin just now, he had determined that Frank's arm was mutilated by the power of the undead! And Pastor Illin used the power of the Holy Light to treat the wandering warrior yesterday, so he believed that the fat priest in front of him would definitely be able to use the Holy Light to heal Frank again.

Yes, in these five years, the fat priest Ilyin awakened the light of faith!

The combination of spiritual power and the light of faith represents the Holy Light!

Last night, the fat priest Ilyin chanted a prayer and summoned holy light from the sky, stopping the blood of the wandering samurai, "I can't do it. Fat Priest Ilyin said to the leader of the mercenary group, "When I was a wandering warrior yesterday, I had already consumed too much spiritual power, so I had temporarily lost the power of the Holy Light. "He was truthful, and there was not the slightest pretentiousness on his face.

Frank's arms were still swelling! By this time, his forearms were thicker than his head! If a child saw it, he would have to cry and scream in fright - there were monsters!

Seeing that the mercenaries all showed desperate expressions, the fat priest seemed to think of something, and said a word to the two thin priests behind him, and the two thin priests immediately ran towards the backyard of the church.

When they returned, they were wounded and clutching a small brown bottle.

"This is high-grade holy water, that is, high-concentration holy water, and my master, Pastor Theon, also has this bottle left, I hope it can be useful to him. "Fat Priest Illin poured the high-grade holy water on Frank's arm.

"He still has gunshot wounds on his body!" reminded the grass carp leader.

"I know," said the fat priest Eloin, "that his gunshot wounds will work with ordinary holy water." In order to combat the undead power in his body, high-grade holy water must be used on his arm. ”

After all this, Fat Priest Ilyin gently brushed Frank's arm, and a pure white light emanated from his hand. Not the Light, but the power of the Light of Faith.

Undoubtedly, the Light has the power to destroy and heal, and the Light of Faith has the same power. The difference between the two is that the Holy Light contains the guidance of spiritual power, which is a more advanced light divine technique, while the Light of Faith is relatively low-level, just like the difference between high-grade holy water and ordinary holy water.

Seeing that the fat priest Ilyin was doing his best, the mercenaries all showed grateful looks.

After about ten seconds, the light of faith disappeared, and sweat welled up in the fat pastor Illin's head.

Nothing has changed?

They saw that Frank's arm showed no sign of swelling, and was still five or six times thicker than usual, covered with black veins. The only positive trend they saw was that Frank's arm didn't swell anymore, it seemed to be fixed there forever.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, the fat priest Illin sighed deeply and said:

"Forgive me for my incompetence, I can only help him get here. ”