"Impossible...... They know that magicians have great powers, but the resurrection is still too outrageous.

There are also some mages who have studied the spell of rebirth of the dead, but it is the undead, and there is no true resurrection.

Especially just now, the other party also used a very divine power to heal the knight's wife, how could he use such an evil technique?

At this moment, Mo Qian was facing the corpse on the ground, wanting to launch the resurrection technique.

However, he was stunned, but he found that he could not resurrect the other party.

Because the Great Knight is an enemy unit, he has just killed it with his own hands.

His resurrection spell can only be used on allied units, and according to the hostile verdict of previous experiments in League of Legends, anyone killed can be resurrected, but he can't kill himself.

"I remember the ...... with the resurrection prop"

He searched his backpack and soon found a goblin pacemaker that had a chance to resurrect a dead person.

Right-click on the woman and trade it directly.

"Ahh

After accepting it in her heart, she suddenly felt a sinking in the inner pocket of her clothes, and something appeared on her out of thin air.

"It's amazing...... the woman looked at the holy pastor in confusion, not knowing what this meant.

"Resurrect him. Mo Qian said.

The woman was just an ordinary person, and although she also found it ridiculous to resurrect her husband with such a strange thing, the power and mystery of the Holy Priest made her want to try.

"Be careful, it may turn the knight into an undead!" someone from the castle tower reminded.

However, the woman shook her head, reminiscing about the Holy Light from before, and she could feel that it was a kind of divine and majestic encompassing power, which made her feel the most powerful of the Holy Pastor.

"How do you use it?" the woman asked.

"Whatever. Mo Qian said.

He doesn't know how to use it, for him, it's just a matter of clicking the mouse.

I saw the woman kneeling next to the corpse and placing the pacemaker on her husband, and she could feel a mysterious ritual going on without any operation at all.

It seems that as soon as this ritual is completed, the husband will wake up from death.

At the same time, Ink can see the reading strip when the woman uses the props.

"Ahh

This scene directly startled everyone, and the soldiers in the castle ran out one after another, looking at the resuscitated knight in amazement.

Sean lay on the ground, looked at the red dragon not far away, and immediately jumped up and raised his big sword.

Seeing his wife beside him, he instinctively protected her behind him.

"Knocked unconscious? What a dragon! Damn, it's in dragon form again...... If I can fly, I can only be beaten passively......" Sean said in a broken way, while checking his body, he found that he was seriously injured and in a bad state.

"Madam, why are you here? Leave, I'll fight with her!"

The lady kept you and shouted, "No, it's just the mount of the magician, you have already died once, she brought you back to life." ”

"Died once, how could it be!" Sean said, but he calmed down and noticed the Holy Priest riding on the back of the dragon.

"Mount...... How can a dragon be a mount......"

At the same time, the soldiers of the castle ran out one after another, surrounding Sean.

"Oh my God...... Are you really resurrected?"

"It's unbelievable, you've been ...... It's all broken......"

In the game, the corpse is intact, but this is a real world, when Sean dies, the armor is completely shattered, the corpse is even more charred, and the torso is blown through.

There is not even a heart, and there is no principle for the pacemaker to resurrect, but this is a resurrection prop after all, and he was resurrected directly and unreasonably.

Everyone could see that this was not a dead spirit, but a real resurrection.

Although Sean still had terrible injuries, he was halfway better, and at least all the fatal injuries were gone.

His eyes are smart, his body is warm, and his wife can feel his heartbeat when she holds him.

"Calm down!" said Madame, pulling him by the hand.

Sean looked at the Holy Priest riding on the red dragon in a daze, looking up at the eyes full of holy light, and naturally knew that the person in front of him was an incredibly strong existence.

"I'm sorry, honorable mage, it's all my fault, please forgive me......" Sean said half-kneeling.

Mo Qian smiled and gave him a recovery casually.

His injuries were healed completely, and Sean felt the thrill that lasted fifteen seconds.

And then...... He saw that the other party had leveled up, and there was no special effect, but when he checked it, the level changed to level nine.

"Oh my God, what divine power are you?" said Sean, who felt the light stirring through his body.

Mo Qian typed, "This is the Holy Light...... You're actually level nine. ”

"Rank 9?no, no, no, how can I be a sanctuary, I'm just a knight...... You, are you a sanctuary?" Sean asked.

Mo was speechless and said, "No. ”

Then I asked some more questions, and kept learning about the world from this guy.

Sean is considered a strong man in this poor country, and from him, he can also understand the power system of this world.

It soon dawned on him that this was a typical fantasy world, where there was a magical power, that is, an energy, that could be used to become a superman, strengthen a body or weapon, or become a spellcaster, mimicking various natural phenomena.

With the recovery just now, the healing effect is seriously overflowing, which is equivalent to a large amount of energy that has not been used and has been wasted and disappeared.

As a cultivated warrior, Sean absorbed a small part of the energy of the holy light in those fifteen seconds, became a little stronger, and his mana and health increased a lot.

This is shown as an upgrade by one level in Mo Qian's place.

There is no doubt that the levels he looked up were all based on the rules of the game and the strength of the target.

With Cion's strength, he is only worthy of the level equivalent to eight or nine levels.

In the World of Warcraft game, it is a novice number, and it can be reached in five minutes.

But for Sean, it's the result of ten years of hard work.

Mo Qian once again exerted his recovery, continuously allowing the holy light to emerge from his body and absorb it for him.

Unfortunately, Sean's absorption efficiency was too slow, and only a small amount of the overflowing holy light remained as his energy.

It is equivalent to infusing millions of holy light energy, but as a result, more than 990,000 are wasted, and only a few dozen points are absorbed.

But it doesn't matter, the recovery skill is instantaneous, and it doesn't consume much blue, with the attainment of this Holy Shepherd, brush a hundred recovery techniques, and you can't see a decrease in the amount of blue, after all, the passive recovery of the amount of blue is too fast......

Ink Poor continued, giving Sean a thousand times to recover.

Such a loser's behavior made Sean look stupid, every time he could absorb 30 parts per million, a thousand times, so that he got more than 30,000 energy, but it was a waste of more than a billion......

Doesn't the Holy Light want money?

"How much energy do you have...... Sean exclaimed.

In just a few minutes, he felt that he was a lot stronger, and Mo Qian also saw that his rank had been promoted to twenty-four.

According to Sean's description, this is the equivalent of a master.

Above the master is the epic level, and above the legend is the legend, and above the legend is the holy realm......

Mo Qian had never seen anything else, and he didn't know what level 110 was.

"Ah...... It's not easy to calculate, and I can't use it up anyway. Mo Qian said.

"......" Sean is sluggish, in fact, he and Mo Poor's concept is completely incompatible.

Mo Qian uses skills and consumes very little blue, but because of the high level and high loadout, the game data is already large, so for Sean, this energy is too big and too strong.

Such a powerful energy, in terms of the concept of this world, should all belong to the ink poor.

This is a matter of concept, he doesn't know the Holy Light, it is just a certain form of mana, for them, all spells are the transformation of energy, so he thinks that this is the huge energy contained in Mo Qian's body.

But in fact, for Warcraft characters, the blue consumption and the energy released are not equivalent. Mana is only equivalent to an introduction, and the holy light is the energy that exists objectively, and how much to use depends on the strength.

Entering this world chaotically, the holy light is about a certain side of the power of the world, and the spell of tapping the keyboard is just a little mana to appropriate the power of the world.

Of course, it is more likely that there is no holy light in the world, and the ink poor skill is used too much, and the holy light in this world is more and more, and finally forms a part of the power of the world.

"Forget it, this guy's progress is too slow. Mo Qian secretly thought about stopping the spell, and pressed the keyboard for a long time, and his hands were sore.

As a result, Sean was only level twenty-four, and he wanted to help him reach the full level all the time to see what the full level was, but he found that the further he went, the slower Sean's upgrade became, so he gave up.

"If he teams up with me, he should have experience farming monsters?"

"No, I'm too high-level, and he only has 1 point for monster farming. ”

"Or ...... Send him to the game?"

Ink thought to himself that Sean was a real-world character, at least for himself and the world, he was a living, real being.

And since the character of Warcraft can exist in this low-level world, then he should be able to exist in the game of World of Warcraft in turn...... Or even other games.

Mo Qian suddenly realized that for this kind of low-level world, he was equivalent to the god of time-traveling.

......