"Slaughter."

"A massacre."

Alan walks in the valley forest. A battle has just ended here, and the two sides of the battle are both evil camps, one side is the Bane believers, and the other side is the Sha'er believers.

Stumps and corpses were scattered along the meadow that Eren had walked, blood flowing, and the strong smell of blood filled the otherwise silent valley forest with murderous intent.

Most of the dead were players, most of whom were followers of Sha'er, but there were also many other unlucky players from the good faction.

"Sure enough, it's the Dark Knights."

Alan stopped in front of a corpse covered in blood, which knelt on the ground, red blood reflected on the black armor, the colors contrasting.

In the pit next to the corpse was the corpse of a broken war horse. The Dark Knight's heavy horses also died with their masters. Alan glanced around the forest battlefield, and there were only two or three corpses of the Dark Knight in the corpse pile, and each death could be described as tragic.

Alan had to admire the will of this group of god guards. Even in the face of the siege of many players, they fought to the last drop of blood before they died of exhaustion.

"They're coming from this direction......" Alan glanced deeper into the valley and looked up at the exit of the valley, where frightened birds were fluttering in the forest, and even the most experienced players knew that there was a killing motive there.

The Dark Knights had undoubtedly charged to the exit of the valley, and they had no idea who they were fighting against, or with a large group of men.

"The target coordinates haven't changed."

Alan stared at the task panel, and the coordinate data remained the same, indicating that the mission objective was always stuck in one position. Eren speculated that the group of dark believers had set up camp deep in the valley.

"Gotta go over and see. The Dark Knight is just a guardian. The High Priest of Darkness. is the goal of the mission...... If you can take out this hero professional......" Alan is about to face the hero opponent. There wasn't much fear and worry.

It can be said that the shadow followers in Cormier are all determined people who have gone through countless tests of life and death. Death is commonplace for them, losing experience, losing attributes or something, and it can't make them afraid. If you get what you want, it's worth it to die once, or even multiple times.

Sunset. Another day is coming to an end.

A lot of things happened today, and the crusade between the war mage and the purple dragon legion against the Driven pirates was eye-catching, but when three purple hunting missions came out in a row, the players who stayed in the imperial city suddenly dispersed.

"I didn't expect me to be the target of the mission."

Charle sat in the tent, the curtain was lifted and hung, and the sunset cast by the red sun reflected through the tent door on the ground in front of the woolen blanket.

The Charr was clear about being the target of the hunt, and unlike the Blighters and Transfiguration Warlocks. While being hunted by Cormier players, he also faces threats from Sha'er's followers.

At sunset. The female knight Lilith also returned with thirty-four Dark Knights.

The team lost eight knights, as well as two seriously wounded and dying, and was carried to the Charles' tent. Lilith knelt outside the tent and pleaded, "Please heal them, Your Excellency!" ”

"Bring it in." Charles stood motionless on the blanket and commanded lightly.

Several knights carried the seriously wounded in and turned away. Lilith lowered the curtain at Charles's gaze, and then exited the tent.

Charles finally stood up and stepped out of the blanket to examine the injuries of the two dying knights.

One person was pierced through the chest by a sharp sword, and the blade should have hurt the heart, and if it were an ordinary person, he would have died a long time ago.

The other was cut by a heavy scimitar, exposing Bai Sensen's bones and internal organs to the air.

Without other means of stunning, the two knights were already delirious at the moment. After a brief observation, Charles thought, "I can only perform the 'Healing Fatal Wounds' (Four Rings) once......"

"So, only one person can be saved...... Kill the other one. ”

Slowly squatting down, the figure of the priest was reflected on the black pupils of the dying knight, the knight seemed to be a little conscious, and his originally dark and desperate eyes suddenly showed excitement and pleading.

However, in the next second, the knight's eyes suddenly bulged, and blue veins appeared on his forehead.

A dagger unwittingly professed into the wound that pierced his body, stirring slightly. If any other player is here, they can see that this knight's health gauge is completely empty.

"Kill the Dark Knight (Elite)."

Unbeknownst to the other dying knight, his companion lying beside him, had been beaten off by a fake high priest with the last shred of blood.

Charles pulled out his dagger, carefully scanned the dead knight, and when he saw that there was no trace left, he nodded in satisfaction, and instead took out the gold emblem and extended his right palm to the wound of the undead knight.

The sound of a sacred incantation sounded inside the tent.

This was the first time that Charles had prepared the four-ring spell of [Healing Fatal Wounds], stumbling, circulating the spell several times, and finally succeeded in deriving the power of faith.

"Buzz"

The moment his right hand was cast by the Four Rings Healing Spell, it was like a golden crown of light like the sun, and the wound touched by Charr's palm was regenerating and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“+60。”

A string of green emerges from the top of the knight's head. Charles withdrew his emblem and sighed lightly.

[Musk's Shadow Brooch] is very magical, as a neutral faction priest, Charles's success rate of casting healing spells on evil camp targets is not high, but after using the holy relic to disguise himself as "Ron", the system seems to have regarded him as a member of the evil camp.

Otherwise, Charles would not dare to use his magic in the midst of many dark knights, risking exposing his camp.

Squinting at the thin black needle on his chest for half a minute, Charles calmly took out the priest's medical kit from the item space, took off the knight's armor, and applied a healing bandage to the knight.

“+1”

“+1”

“+1”

After the freshly healed wound wrapped around the herb bandage, a green number continued to float above the knight's head.

"That's it." Charles clapped his hands and took everything back, standing up to check the system information.

"You've succeeded in curing your target."

"+4000 XP."

"+1 for 'Medical' skills."

The XP bonus stunned Charles.

"Kill experience and healing experience are the same?" Charles was secretly happy.

He killed a dying knight and saved a dying knight, only to get a full amount of experience points, and I have to say that the plot professional is by no means different from those monsters wandering in the wilderness. This is because the Charr has also tried to use his 'healing' skills to heal other humanoids in the wilderness, but he has not been rewarded with experience points.

This is good news. Charles felt that he was in the main story, and he had to do one more job to save lives. (To be continued......)