Ryan waited for a while, and waited until Bishop Quincy completed the current healing magic, then coughed lightly to indicate his presence.Bishop Quincy turned his head to look at Ryan, although he was concentrating on casting spells just now, it didn't mean that he didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment, Ryan's steps into the tent were very light, but Bishop Quincy was the first to know about his arrival.

Ryan looked at the tired Bishop Quincy, and a little guilt swelled up in his heart, he knew very well what the Quincy Bishop had been busy after arriving in Cassano, speaking of which, a bishop in charge of a region of the Church of Light was like an ordinary priest who kept helping those injured people in this treatment point every day, especially after the undead attacked Cassano, the Quincy Bishop had not really rested for many days, and it was precisely with the unremitting efforts of Bishop Quincy and others that Cassano's wounded would recover so quickly。

Quincy nodded to Ryan, who stepped aside to pick up a towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead, while Ryan walked up to him in a few steps and said in a low voice, "Bishop Quincy, how are our dwarven friends?"

Quincy shook his head and said, "It's tricky, the injuries on his body are definitely caused by high-level undead creatures, and I am also aware of the existence of the curse, apparently they have experienced one or many cruel wars." ”

"Well, I see. Ryan was concerned about what happened to the dwarf king Reynolds, and he didn't go around in any circles, and asked directly: "This dwarf is the guard of the dwarf king Reynolds, and they returned to Black Rock City together, but now such a thing has happened, obviously something happened." Maybe now that Reynolds is waiting for our rescue somewhere, we don't have much time to Lang Fei and be able to wake him up right away?"

"This ......," Bishop Quincy hesitated.

"Is there any difficulty, or are you worried that forcibly waking him up will not be good for his injuries?" Ryan said, pointing to the dwarven warrior lying on the bed, and continued, "Presumably, Lord Bishop, you are also well aware of the significance of the existence of close guards, and since they have accepted the task of breaking through and calling for help, they naturally understand what is more important. Now our dwarven friends have come here through bloody battles, and we have failed to achieve them because of some personal factors, which ......"

Ryan's words were not too detailed, but Bishop Quincy fully understood what he meant in his heart, he had always taken saving lives and helping the injured more seriously, if it was in normal times, Quincy would not hesitate to refuse Ryan's request, but the word "no" was still dangling in Quincy's mouth, but the new bishop remembered what Archbishop Red had said to him alone before he set off from the imperial capital, so Bishop Quincy immediately changed his decision.

"Well, well, I'll cast a spell to wake him up, and it will probably keep him awake for 5 to 10 minutes, after which he will fall into a heavier coma due to the touch of the injury, I believe that this time is enough. Quincy said, "But I'm going to find a few companions, and I'm having a hard time unleashing this magic of light on my own." ”

"Oh, I beg my pardon for taking the liberty of asking, does this spell require many people to cast a spell, or is it some kind of secret method that brings the power of multiple people together?" Ryan asked quietly, standing in front of Quincy.

Quincy was surprised that Ryan would ask such a seemingly useless question at such a critical time, but according to Archbishop Red's instructions, he still opened his mouth to explain, after all, this magic is not a secret, and all those who can master it are high-level beings of the Church of Light.

"This magic can directly touch the soul of the recipient, so that he can't feel the existence of the body, so that he is no longer subject to physical trauma and immediately awakens, but this is also very harmful to the recipient, and in order to complete this magic requires a lot of mana, my current mana is not enough to support the completion of the entire magic, so I need to borrow the mana of some colleagues in a way similar to the magic array. Quincy briefly explained it to Ryan.

"Bishop Quincy, you don't need to go through that much trouble, I guess having me is enough, right?" Ryan continued with a slightly eerie smile on his face, "I need 20 minutes of my time, though, because I need a translator, and I'm not very familiar with dwarven language. If you're familiar with it, we can..."

"Me too. Quincy spread her hands and said with a wry smile.

Ryan seemed to guess what was going on in Quincy's heart, but he didn't explain much, just told Bishop Quincy to rest first, and he left the tent himself. Watching Ryan leave, Quincy's heart was a little curious, because light magic is the most special kind of magic, it does not need the caster's strength, it only requires the caster to be pious to the gods, and the strength of mana is only related to piety or not, Ryan is certainly a powerful legendary mage, but if he releases light magic, it may not be as good as an ordinary priest in the Cathedral of San Nebiro. After Ryan came out, he immediately pulled up Letoz to see the two dwarven warriors who had died, and examined the armor removed from them in detail.

"Letoz, you use your own weapons to sabotage it. Ryan said, pointing to the tattered black iron armor on the ground.

"Okay. Letoz stood a few steps away before drawing his weapon, and as Ryan instructed, he stabbed the sword in his hand into the Black Iron Armor, only to stab the Mithril sword into the armor, which was already damaged on the surface, but only caused it to have an extra scratch, let alone penetrate it directly.

"Crack down hard and see. Ryan ordered one, then turned his head and instructed the Fengxing archer next to him: "Go and borrow some heavy weapons, war hammers, giant axes, and two-handed giant swords." ”

Seeing that Ryan wanted so many weapons, the Windrun Archer who was following him immediately pulled out of the four people, Ryan turned around and watched Letoz struggle to slash the long sword in his hand under the black iron armor, and as a result, the indestructible Mithril longsword stirred up countless sparks, but it still only left some scratches on the surface of the black iron armor.

"What a sturdy armor!" Letoz cried out, he had always thought that the Mithril full-body armor worn by Cassano's Guards was strong enough, who knew that the dwarven armor would be stronger, if he led the Windswept Archer to meet the well-dressed dwarven warriors, Letoz was not sure in his heart that he could rely on the arrows to occupy any advantage, and his Mithril arrows were afraid that it would be difficult to penetrate the armor in front of him.

Ryan explained: "This is a secret skill passed down by the dwarves for tens of thousands of years, and in the entire dwarven kingdom, only the king's personal guards have such powerful armor, they are not only strong, but even many low-level magic can be resisted, otherwise the name of the dwarven rock defender is so big, do you think it is just talking? It is enough to fight against the existence of the human royal knights, if it is fought in a narrow place such as a cave, even if Orlando himself commands it, there is not much chance of winning." ”

"That's amazing!" Lettoz could only say these simple words, he was already shocked by Ryan's words.

"Hehe, what do you think. Don't forget that the dwarves may even have a longer history than us humans, and if they didn't have some strength, they would have disappeared from races like the lizardmen. At this point, Ryan saw several Boom Marksmen running back with huge weapons, and said to Letoz, "Take the weapons here and aim them carefully, and see if the marks left under the armor are caused by those weapons." ”

"Yes. Letoz waited for the popular shooters to come over, and immediately took them to their work, and Ryan stood aside and watched them hold various weapons and make a non-stop gesture at the crack in the armor, and it was done for a while. Letoz straightened up and said to Ryan: "My lord, there are a total of seventeen different weapons in the three pairs of armor, including 8 kinds of two-handed giant swords, 5 kinds of giant axes, 3 types of war hammers, and one of them, which is actually a finger-like weapon, which penetrates this solid armor at once, it is really strange!"

"I remember that when Reynolds returned to Blackstone City this time, there were no more than 50 people around him, and according to common sense, if he sent people for help, and then broke through in several directions, then there were only 2 or 3 people on each route. The traces of these 17 weapons, doesn't it mean that there are nearly 20 high-level undead creatures besieging a distress team, if they are all the kind of dark rune knights who caused the New Year's tragedy in the imperial capital, these dwarves gather together to protect themselves, but they will definitely not be able to break through the encirclement, unless they ......"

Ryan was frowning and thinking when he heard the Wind Archer beside him say, "Lord Lord, Vivien, they are here. ”

Ryan looked up and saw Vivien and his party galloping into the hospital on their horses, so he raised his hand and let out a soft glow. This light was the best sign in the dark night, and Vivien and the others saw Ryan's position at the first time, and immediately turned their horses and ran over.

At this time, Letoz was still thinking about what kind of weapon was actually as thin as a finger, but it could pierce the black iron armor that even the Mithril weapon couldn't do, Ryan smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and then said softly: "Don't worry about it, it's actually very simple." After saying this, Ryan pointed his finger at the tattered black iron armor on the ground and tapped it casually.

In Letoz's astonished gaze, a flame erupted from Ryan's finger, like a thin beam of light, directly on the black iron armor on the ground, and then the place where the armor was touched by this flame immediately began to melt, and in the blink of an eye, the flame pierced through the black iron armor, leaving a hole on it that could probably accommodate an adult's index finger to pass through.

"The methods are different, but the principles are the same. Ryan didn't have a smug look after doing this, but there was still a worried look on his face: "That guy is at least the strength of the Grand Magus, but it is definitely not Nicholas himself, and the lich of this strength is only responsible for intercepting the dwarf distress team, which is almost an errand, it seems that the hidden power of the undead army is not trivial!"