The Song of St. George's Call, which can save the dying and seriously injured, should generally be more than enough to heal the fracture.

However, the exaggerated magic resistance of the Lord of Alpine Fort is very embarrassing at the moment, and the injury of a few ribs, one scroll is actually not enough. It took three in a row to barely connect it, and it was amazing to see it.

Carlos watched the whole spoils meeting, and cast his hopeful eyes on his own adults, all without saying anything.

"Little card......" Richard pretended to think about it for a moment.

As soon as the discerning person saw the smile on his face, he knew that he must be holding back the bad.

"Why don't you give you Sebastian's Book of the Dead?" he gestured as he pulled something out of the ring.

"Ahh

His head shook like a rattle, and he had a lingering fear of it.

The level of the Ice and Snow Shepherd's magic is so amazing, under normal circumstances, even if a few of them are together, they are more than lucky. Such a strong person would actually be bewitched by the Book of the Dead, and put all his mind into it and had no time to care about the outside world and die, which really makes people feel chills down their spines when they think about it!

It was a strange situation, Sebastian was under constant siege during his lifetime, but no one dared to approach the corpse after his death, because he clung to the Book of the Dead until he died.

It was the lord who came up with a way to put the Book of the Dead into the sealing box with a spear from afar, and then used the space ring to completely isolate the Book of the Dead, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief temporarily.

As for the exact version of this volume, and how much undead magic it contains, etc., I can only leave it to Chief Setos after returning to Alpine Fort to answer it.

"Don't you, it's still good to talk about the power of the Necrogenic book alone?" the lord was like an enthusiastic door-to-door salesman, trying to sell his clumsy product.

"Don't, don't give it to me. Carlos only felt creepy, and hesitated to turn around and run away.

A low laugh came from all around, and the little card, who had always loved face, turned red.

"You're all laughing, it looks like you're all rested?" Richard snapped his fingers suddenly.

"No!" the voice in response to him was uniform, like a tsunami of the mountains, and the tiger spirit hunters staggered with joy.

It's just that after that, he immediately got out of his relaxed state and began to assemble the whole team. Everything was in order, everyone was clearly positioned, and except for the slight stumbling footsteps, there was no other sound.

It's only been a few dozen times, and it has been assembled. Even the most demanding officers can only admire this speed.

And for the top elite of Alpine Fort, this is nothing more than a simple instinct as breathing.

The lord's exclusive "Infantry Coordination Tactic" proved to be effective, and the Tiger Spirit warriors suffered little to no mentionable losses in the face of the undead who were decent in number and quality.

They are full of energy and momentum, ready to embark on another journey at any time.

The lord whistled, and his hand suddenly sank. Qiqiu Fei also ran over and nestled in the crook of his arm, and the two ivory rings around his neck clanged.

This little thing is also a lively one, with a pair of black eyes that turn around very smartly, and he doesn't see his usual fascinated look.

"What are you going to do?" said Anne, standing up wrapped in a bearskin, frowning and vaguely feeling bad.

"There's a spatial rift in Allen Town, and it's said that there are a few Titans on the other side, and I'm going to go over and check it out. Richard widened his chest, his tone as calm as boiled water, but the content was shocking.

"Are you crazy?" The half-elf's eyes widened suddenly, barely believing his ears.

"Since the Titans like to stretch out their hands so much, as an excellent son and daughter of the other world, it would be humiliating to die if they didn't give him some color. The lord crossed his hands on his hips, and a cold snort of disdain erupted from his nostrils, "The contemptible man is ready to represent the whole world and blow the horn of counterattack!"

Now that he already knows that the Evil Titan is watching this world, with his infinite preference for attack, it is really painful to wait passively.

In fact, it wasn't originally so bold and radical, but who made Qiqiu, who was supposed to stay in the twilight forest, actually happened to chase the ocean and the Storm Ring to the scene.

This little guy is the key Mr. today -

When he last traveled to the New World thousands of years ago to survive, the Ancient Titans expected themselves to fall into madness. In order to avoid harming the creatures behind him and suffering together, he took the initiative to seal the spatial rift in desperation.

From then on, returning to the other world must be approved by the Titans' will.

As for the question of whether the Evil Titans can still be considered Titans, I'm afraid that even they themselves are not very confident, at least they certainly can't be counted completely.

Anyway, to this day, those who claim to be gods have limited control over the seal. It's okay to send some shrimp soldiers and crabs over, but you don't want to return to your hometown.

As the only orthodox Titan left in the known range, Qiqiu is not the only "key" to return from the New World to the other world!

With such favorable conditions, if you don't dare to do it. Richard felt that he should simply stop commanding the army to fight, and go home as soon as possible to buy a piece of land to grow sweet potatoes and raise them all year round.

"Richard, it's too dangerous, you ...... Aren't you afraid?" said Anne, stamping her foot in impatience.

"Afraid?" Richard slapped himself on the chest, his eyes burning with wildness and uninhibitedness, as hot as crimson steel.

He asked aloud into the queue in front of him, "Tell me, are you afraid?"

Being able to represent countless creatures and give out their own roar to powerful enemies is the glory that every warrior dreams of. Just thinking about it makes the blood of the brave tiger spirit boil!

"Don't be afraid!" they raised their swords high, and shouted like thunder shook the four fields, and they were 100% supportive of this plan. After today, they will become glorious legends admired by future generations!

"Of course, if there is a chance to steal chickens, you still have to steal. Lord Lord shrugged and smiled, "So let's turn on the semi-undead first, and see if we can play a yin." ”

The roar stopped abruptly, and everyone fell for it.

The Wyvern Cavalry was instructed to send Anne and a few wounded soldiers back, and the line began to advance in a long line, towards the spatial rift on the outskirts of Allen.

This is where the scourge of the dead, which has killed millions of people and displaced tens of millions, originated. And today, there is finally a team of the living who resolutely embark on the retrograde road!

Once again, the humble banner of the Ripper Regiment was picked up and fluttered in the breeze.