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Rhaeggar's roar came almost at the same time as his magic, and an arm-thick lightning bolt struck him when the Chatula man's broadsword was less than two centimeters away from Willy, and the poor man was instantly sent sideways by the powerful impact, and the powerful electricity instantly turned him into a piece of charcoal, and his hand still spasmed at the last moment due to the stimulation of the electricity.

An indescribable anger filled Rhaeggar's chest, a rage that far surpassed that of witnessing the tomahawk being devoured by the Earth Worms, and at the same time, there was a hint of fear in his heart that he had never experienced since he had become a geist, and he had only felt the same way when Philos was surrounded by a tide of enemies.

"You must be punished!" Rhaeggar's voice resounded through the wasteland under the effect of magic, and the coercion from the gods was unleashed without reservation, and almost all the barbarians felt a deep awe from the bottom of their hearts, and they stopped their attack, just staring blankly at the geysm suspended in the air.

Rhaegar did not forgive these people because of this, his hands made gestures quickly, and countless primordial particles rushed towards his companion under his summons, and then lined up under the command of the gesture, and the next moment, a passage to communicate different dimensions was forcibly opened by a huge amount of energy, and one after another black clouds rushed out of the passage, accompanied by these black clouds, there was an overwhelming sound, like the buzzing sound of a bee flapping its wings.

"My God," said the dwarf in amazement, "what is that?"

His question was quickly answered, and under Rhaeggar's command, black clouds from other dimensions swooped down like lightning towards the barbarians who were still in a daze, and in an instant, all the Chatula people were covered with a thick layer of black, and it was only then that the team could see that those black clouds turned out to be groups of small black bugs, and at this moment, they were excitedly enjoying the feast provided to them by the summoner.

These insects from the lower realms at the same level as the Demon Realm are called Bloodthirsty Worms, and they take anything they encounter when they are hungry as food, and after a few minutes, when Bloodthirsty Worms finish their meals and are repatriated to their own world, there is no trace of any living creatures in a radius of several kilometers except for the team members and Mel.

Unoblivious to the effects of his magic, Rhaegar hurried back to the ground and quickly ran to Willy's side, crouched down, and picked up the unconscious warrior.

"How is she?" Haim and the others arrived only a little later than Rhaegar as they stood behind Rhaegar and looked nervously at a pale Willy.

"She's badly wounded," Rhaegar was relieved to regain his composure as he had detected Willy's condition by this time, "but she'll be fine." ”

In the wasteland, in a remote valley.

Rhaegar and his companions were all sitting in a cave deep in the valley at the moment, the morning sun shining obliquely through the cave entrance, falling on the explorers, quietly dispelling the chill they received at night, but no one noticed this at the moment, and everyone's energy was on the two companions who were in the innermost part of the cave.

After the battle, the team did not stay where they were, they could not be sure if the barbarians still had accomplices, and Willy's injuries required careful care. So, after Rhaegar casts a healing spell on the warrioress to keep her injuries from worsening, the team quickly leaves the battlefield in the Monty Python that Merr has turned, searching for a place to escape a possible pursuit and allow Willy to be healed quietly - this time with their luck, after two hours of running through the wasteland, they finally found the cave where they now live.

Obscure and awkward spells echoed in the small cave, surrounded by his teammates, Rhaegar stood in the middle of the cave, a tide of original energy summoned by the spell to come from all directions, forming circles in the air that shimmered with white light.

After about ten minutes of lasting, the large healing magic finally came to an end, and as Rhaegar shouted a byte with an incomprehensible meaning, all the apertures hovering in the air fell in order, and they merged into Willy's body lying at Rhaeggar's feet, mending the damage caused by the female warrior. In an instant, Willy's entire body exuded a strange glow, and under the reflection of the radiance, she was as beautiful and holy as a sleeping goddess.

Rhaegar exhaled softly and slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the eager gaze of his companions.

"She's fine. "When the light is fully integrated into her, she will wake up, and all her injuries will heal at that time, but she will still need at least two days to recuperate—after all, the magic ray has hit her at the point." ”

"We've got plenty of food," said Heim, "and in that case, I'd suggest we stay here for the time being, but until then, we'll have to figure out what's going on around here." ”

"Before proceeding with the treatment, I had ordered Melburn to probe the area. Rhaegar said, "It's a remote place, there is no sign of any intelligent creatures or beasts within a radius of fifty kilometers, I will cast a spell outside the valley, and in two days, you will be safe here." ”

Heim immediately noticed the use of the second person in Rhaeggar's words, "You're leaving us?" and he frowned and said, "When we need you most?"

His words caught the attention of Nack and Tomahawk, and the sub-giants and dwarves immediately turned their gaze away from Willy to Rhaegar who had spent time together, and the magic, knowledge, and wisdom of the geyrs had become indispensable for them.

"I had to get something done. Rhaegar said calmly, but her eyes flashed with a glint that only appears when a beast hunts: "In two days, when Willy wakes up, you will see me, and during this time, Mel will be with you, and I think it will be a good helper." ”

Heim stared at Rhaegar silently, "Since you insist," he said, placing his hand on the latter's shoulder, "Be careful. ”

Rhaegar didn't say anything more, just nodded, and then turned and walked out of the cave.

This vast expanse of the wilderness occupies nearly a tenth of the northeastern part of the continent where Rhaegar is located, and for countless years, the orcs and barbarians have firmly held the control of the land, and their footprints cover the entire wasteland, and even the ferocious monsters will be careful not to provoke these fierce and numerous races, and here they are the undisputed overlords.

This overwhelming dominance and their own strong physique gave the barbarians a proud character, they were rough and brave, they were never afraid of anything, no one could make them bow down except their ancestors, they would only stand up and fight even in the face of the most vicious enemies, and timidity and cowering were never the character of savages.

But now, the elders of the Chatula, along with their most powerful warrior, their patriarch Garvel, are doing something that would bring shame to their tradition, which is regarded as life—kneeling at the feet of a black-robed mage, trembling like a lamb before a hungry wolf, and humble as a slave trained for generations in the face of his master.

"So," the black-robed mage's voice was unexpectedly gentle, as if he was chatting with an old friend of many years, "let's hear about today's harvest," his gaze fell on one of the elders, "dear Hodder, can you tell me?"

These seemingly negotiable, gentle words were like a death sentence to the elder, and his body, which had been trembling slightly, turned into grass swaying in the wind.

"My master," Hodder struggled to squeeze the words out of his mouth, but could no longer speak—a chill to his bones froze his thoughts and words almost completely.

"Look at the way you look now," the black-robed mage's voice remained so gentle, "you've really disappointed me. He rose from his bone-made chair and walked slowly to Hodder's face, which had only been hidden in the darkness, a face that was so dry that it almost looked like a skeleton, and a tall and thin body that would have thought that life had left its owner if it weren't for the eyes that shimmered with cold light.

"I don't mind failing," Skullface Mage said slowly, as if afraid that his voice would startle the people kneeling at his feet, "but I can't tolerate stupidity and cowardice. His hand rested lightly on Hodder's head, a seemingly powerless movement that made the latter immediately stop trembling - his blood almost clotted with great fear.

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