Oh...... Yes...... These two are my old acquaintances, this one is my friend named Crazy Iron, and this one is mine...... Erin!"

Mars said with some trepidation, after all, for Erin, he didn't know whether to say it was a friend or a woman, and despite what had happened, their affairs had not yet been determined.

Erin didn't show any dissatisfaction, she greeted politely, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Isolde!"

"You're the undead?

A loud stabbing voice came.

You don't need to ask, it's crazy when you hear it, and it's really crazy to say this.

Isolde was slightly stunned, sighed lightly, and said: "Mr. Crazy Iron, my resurrection is a little special, but you, you look like a big demon, but in fact you should belong to the orc clan, my clan has a deep grudge with the orc clan?

Isolde's tone suddenly increased a lot, and it was obvious that even if he was reborn as an undead, his hatred for orcs was engraved in his bones.

Madiron chuckled, "Isolde, right? I'm sorry to tell you that my ancestors weren't involved in the events of the year, because my Warhammer clan is the guardian of the Beast God Temple, and the guardians will never leave the temple for the rest of their lives, so you're looking for the wrong person." And it seems to me that your resurrection is full of problems!"

"That's enough, Crazy Iron, Isolt is a Holy Order Necromancer, and he's good friends with me, so you should respect him, understand?" Mars interrupted Crazy Iron's sneer.

Of course, for Crazy Iron, he also somewhat understood what Crazy Iron meant, that is, to provoke Isolde and know the danger in this artifact space earlier.

But Mars was more concerned about whether the Storm Dragon's egg would hatch than the danger, so he interrupted Iron.

Seeing Mars's unkind face, Crazy Iron immediately bowed down and apologized: "Mr. Isolde, I deeply sympathize with the plight of the nobles, but unfortunately the ancestor was only the gatekeeper of the temple in that era, and there are too many orc tribes to decide anything, and I hope you can understand." ”

Isolde's cloudy eyes just stared at Crazy Iron, and after a moment, he sighed softly: "Time has passed, and I am no longer an undead, not a member of the Dragon Clan, I was reckless just now, and please don't blame me." ”

Mars laughed, "No, Aesop, if we can, can we fix the Storm Dragon Egg?"

"Yes, but, Mr. Mars, I'll tell you the truth, even a few more Divine Sacrifice Fruits won't help, because the Storm Dragon Egg not only lacks energy to grow, but also needs to heal the injuries caused by one of the original spell attacks, which I just discovered. Isolde said calmly.

Mars didn't know if Isolde did it on purpose, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Oh, yes? Coincidentally, Erin happens to be a healing magician, maybe she has a way!"

"Yes, I can heal even the damage caused by the magic of a Holy Order mage!" Erin said confidently.

For a Holy Order Healer, there is no problem in healing injuries caused by Holy Order magic.

Isolde nodded: "This injury is not obvious yet, but after I carefully examined it, I still found it, and fortunately it was found early, otherwise when the storm dragon hatched, it would have been a fatal injury." ”

Mars didn't hesitate, and immediately said, "Erin, you can go up with me and have a look!"

Erin nodded, and followed Mars with Crazy Iron, stepping onto the giant nest staircase, and when she saw the giant dragon egg, she couldn't help but exclaim, and then, her mind welled up, and she thoroughly checked the dragon egg.

And Crazy Iron said with a disappointed face: "Isn't it just an egg, I thought it was amazing!"

Then, boredly, he walked around the edge of the giant nest and stopped and looked at something.

After a moment, Erin smiled, "It can be cured, but I have to set up a magic array, otherwise it will be difficult to completely cure!"

Isolde immediately asked, "What magic array, will it affect the hatching of dragon eggs?"

"No, Mr. Isolde, I'm looking forward to the Storm Dragon's arrival too!" said Erin confidently.

As for the runes, since Erin is famous as a master, she knows that her attainments are extraordinary.

Mars ignored Isolde, to be honest, he was not afraid of Isolde at all now, because he had already discovered that Isolde was just a five-star saint-rank magician, and he would only be a punch when he did it.

He looked at Erin and said, "Erin, let's get started!"

Erin nodded, and immediately began to arrange the magic array, for the magic array, Isolde obviously didn't understand, just frowned, didn't know what to think.

Soon, as soon as the magic array was formed, Erin began to heal the lifeforms in the dragon egg.

At this time, the life form has already taken shape, but the vital signs are very weak, and it needs a lot of energy to replenish the body's deficit.

When the energy of a healing technique seeped into the eggshell and landed on a tiny scar on the living body, the living body trembled, and soon, the healing technique took effect, and the scar healed quickly.

Mars looked at Erin in the magic array, and wondered in his heart, how could Erin arrange a magic array in a good manner?

However, before she could ask, Erin ended the treatment, she raised her hand to wipe the sweat beads on her forehead, and said with a smile: "It's cured!"

"Thank you, Erin!" Mars said earnestly.

The importance of the Storm Dragon to him was self-evident, so his gratitude to Erin was genuine, and if it weren't for someone else's presence, he might have done it and thanked her in a different way.

Next, it was very smooth to provide the dragon egg with the divine sacrifice fruit, and Mars placed one hundred and twenty divine sacrifice fruits at the bottom of the dragon egg, and then activated the magic array.

Suddenly, the energy of the Divine Sacrifice Fruit was devoured by wisps of dragon eggs.

The process of devouring is not fast, and it takes a long time to wait, and during this period, the scene is surprisingly calm, Mars naturally will not let go of any opportunity to comprehend the Holy Order, he quickly immersed himself in the perception of the Holy Rank Magician, in the hope that his strength can go further.

And Erin saw Mars like this, so she quieted down and felt the changes brought about by the Holy Order.

As for Crazy Iron, it has been nearly a hundred years since he became a saint, and everything that should be realized has been understood, so he snorted and said directly: "I'll go around!"

As he spoke, he walked down the nest.

Isolde didn't speak, and stood by the giant nest, a pair of cloudy eyes that seemed to be staring at the dragon egg.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, a crisp cracking sound came, "Click!"