Adam stood there a little embarrassed, thinking that saving this adventurer should be able to get basic information about the world from his mouth, but he forgot that there was not even a single offensive magic in the spells he had now. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Whether it is a light technique or a healing technique, it is an auxiliary healing nature, and the only healing technique with a purification function is aimed at dark creatures and undead creatures.

In the face of the ogre roaring and trotting over, the seven militiamen all rushed forward without Adam's order, and the trident or stabbed or blocked, the coordination was very wonderful, and the ogre had already been intercepted at once.

The description of militia in Templar Space is not wrong at all, they are the bravest warriors when they take up arms.

The two-and-a-half-meter-tall ogre was condescending, and a wooden stick was extremely lethal under his swing, the adventurer just now was the best example, just by being swept away, he was already incapacitated.

But while the height of 2.5 brings a powerful attack to the ogre, it has to be said that it is a little sluggish in terms of reaction speed, especially when the militia is close to the ogre, the ogre is a little unable to defend.

The Templar's trident was sharp enough to penetrate the ogre's rough skin in a single stroke, piercing three bloody holes between his legs or waist and abdomen.

If the attack is time-sensitive, the militia will also turn the trident, causing the ogre to do more damage while also making him roar in pain. And when the trident is pulled out, the barb on it will take a small piece of meat from the ogre.

Faced with the militia's melee attacks, the ogre had to switch from offense to defense, and his only way to react was to bend down and sweep with his sticks, trying to knock down all the humans who attacked him.

But the militiamen were agile enough to retreat before the sticks could sweep in.

In addition, the seven militiamen had already surrounded the ogre at the first time, and when he was defending in front of him, he was attacked from behind, and when he turned around, the militia in front of him came forward to harass him.

In just a few minutes, the ogre was already scarred and completely lost any intention of attacking, and all he wanted to do now was get out of here.

The ogre's brain was indeed a little difficult, but he finally reacted to the attack of the militia, and if he didn't leave this place, he might have to lose his life.

***

The adventurer lying on the ground saw such a scene: the fierce ogre just now quickly lost the ability to resist under the siege of seven warriors, and the wooden sticks swept indiscriminately in an attempt to get out of the place.

But under the siege of the seven warriors, the ogre didn't even seem to have a chance to escape.

These seven warriors are in good strength, and their cooperation with each other is really wonderful, the adventurer thought. He had seen the cooperation between many members of the adventurer team who were born and died, but none of them had a tacit understanding with the seven warriors in front of him.

They hadn't even said a word since the start of the battle, but they had worked together so unbelievably. Under their siege, the ogre, who had just made him so embarrassed, had more and more wounds on his body, and his movements began to slow down as he lost a lot of blood.

At this moment, the adventurer heard footsteps behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that it was the mage just now. He wore a linen-colored mage robe with a hood, short blond hair, blue eyes, and a handsome face, and looked very young.

This turn made the adventurer pull at the wound, and immediately gasped. He finally swallowed the pain and pulled out a smile, and said very gratefully, "I really thanked you for your help just now, respected Mr. Mage. If it weren't for you and me, we would have become ogre food. ”

On weekdays, adventurers tend to disdain those mages who are proud like big roosters.

Only he knew it was just jealousy, whether it was the noble status of a mage or the mysteriousness of all kinds of magic.

But the young mage in front of him saved his life, so the hapless adventurer thanked him with the most sincere tone he had almost never had in his life, hoping that the young mage would be able to take him to the nearest town when he left.

"I'm short of a guide for the time being, if you can do it." The adventurer saw the young mage walk up to him and said a word.

"Huh?" Just when the adventurer was puzzled, he saw the young mage raise his right hand, and a milky white light emerged from the young mage's palm.

It looks very soft, holy, and warm at the same time. Almost as soon as the light fell on the adventurer, he noticed that the wounds on his body were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He couldn't help but exclaim, it was the first time he had seen such shocking magic in all his years, even though he had seen magic less than ten times combined.

Even the legendary priests of the Southern Church of Dawn are not so magical!

The adventurer's mind flashed the message of those priests, who believed in the Lord of the Dawn and were very good at all kinds of healing arts, even among the priests of the gods. Unfortunately, the priests of the Lord of the Dawn need to charge a hefty fee when performing their magical spells, which is really not something that ordinary adventurers can afford.

Of course, the information about the priests of the Church of the Dawn is only hearsay for adventurers, but in the eyes of current adventurers, this spell that can quickly heal injuries is the most amazing one!

I'm now enjoying a healing spell for at least ten gold coins, and the thought can't help but cross the adventurer's mind.

He then covered his mouth tightly with his movable right hand, lest the sound disturb the young mage's healing, while his eyes watched unblinkingly as the wound vanished in the light.

By the time the healing was over, the adventurer was surprised to find that all the wounds on his body had been healed, forming gray-black scabs. Although the arms and ribs were still broken, it did not affect the adventurer's irrepressible excitement in the slightest.

Compared to the adventurer's excitement, Adam seemed much calmer, although this was also his first time in the true sense of the word.

But based on HERO's game experience, this healing effect was completely expected by Adam. After all, limited by his professional level, it is enough to treat traumatic injuries, but a healing technique for injuries such as broken bones is obviously not enough.

"Dear Mr. Mage, this ...... Thank you so much! ”

The adventurer thanked him excitedly, and then found that the ogre, who had been besieged by seven warriors, had finally reached the end of his crossbow. The adventurer watched as one of the warriors easily stabbed the trident in his hand into the ogre's head, ending his life with ease.

From the time the seven warriors intercepted the ogre to the moment he was killed, it didn't take more than three minutes.

Although the adventurer's strength is not high, he has always had a flexible mind and an extraordinary vision. Even the weakest ogre is not something that ordinary adventurers can easily deal with.

This young mage and the seven warriors were definitely no ordinary figures, whether it was the surprising chemistry between the warriors or the young mage's spells comparable to healing magic.

And it seems that these seven warriors are still the attendants of the young mage in front of them, and they are even more curious about the identity and origin of the young mage.

But the adventurer, who knew all the taboos, had no intention of inquiring about the young mage's origins, not that he was not curious, in fact, on the contrary, his curiosity was like a kitten gently scraping its heart with its fluffy paws.

He had to turn his attention to his broken left hand and lower back before he swallowed the question.

After killing the ogre, the seven militiamen let out a cheer before returning to Adam. Their neat movements and respectful attitude towards Adam made the adventurer feel that the young mage in front of him was overshadowed by a layer of mystery.

"Fawkes, you help this adventurer...... Forehead ......"

"Arras, sir, my name is Arras." The adventurer is very discerning to give his name.

"Okay, Fawkes, you help Arras with his injuries." Adam didn't know how to do such a job, so he had to let the militia who had returned from the victory deal with it.

A militiaman stepped forward and pressed his hand on Anas's left hand, and before he could react, the bones of his left hand had been reset by the militia, causing Anas to let out a scream.

Then he watched as the milky white light that had been before spilled from the young mage's hand and landed on his left arm. The pain caused by the reduction gradually disappeared, and the whole left arm was as warm and comfortable as if it had been soaked in warm water.

What was even more surprising was that he could see that the redness and swelling on his left arm from the fracture had quickly subsided, and it seemed that even the fractured area had gradually recovered under this holy light.

When Anas's ribs were almost healed, Adam felt a slight vibration in the templar space and received an upgrade prompt!