Chapter 33: The Silver Hand-Land-Resurrection
"Kyle..."
The first to notice the strangeness of Kelreth was the young mage on the side, and a small group of low-level paladins guarding the guards surrounded the mage when the mage went berserk and burned down the residential building, and a few more ran into the barracks.
"Wait!"
Kyris stared at the top of the Shadowman's corpse with a little nervousness, and casually stopped Gianna's words, but this strange appearance only made the girl mage even more worried, and quietly glanced at the remaining few Silver Hand apprentices, and several people began to slowly surround the mid-level mage.
"Knight, help me pull it out!"
Several paladins were wearing heavy armor, and even small steps were chaotic, and the girl mage frowned, but after a few steps, they saw the mage squatting next to the corpse, helping the shadow man up, holding the tail of the arrow as if he wanted to pull it out, but then stopped and turned his head to look at the nearest paladin.
The named paladin was stunned for a moment, then took a few steps forward and half-squatted, shook the tail of the arrow and then swayed slightly before stopping.
"Mage, he's dead..."
The low-level paladin held the tail of the arrow in one hand and touched Kir's neck with the other, and said to the mid-level mage.
"I know, please... Try not to hurt his heart, pull the arrow out, please!" the mage didn't look at the paladin, but still held on to the corpse of the Shadow One.
The low-level paladin looked at the girl mage who had already walked in front of the two, this middle-level mage he didn't know, but the girl mage came with the archmage of Dalaran, and he was currently his own person, and he was the only one who knew the middle-level mage now.
But the princess of Kul Tiras did not respond, but just looked at the nervous Kerryth with a worried face.
"I'm coming!"
Just as the three parties were waiting for a response, a hand suddenly appeared, wearing a standard silver full-body armor of a formal silver hand, but it was the middle-level paladin who snorted coldly at Kelreth at the beginning.
The middle-level paladin grabbed the tail of the arrow, the golden in his hand flashed, and most of the leaking arrow tails instantly turned into ashes, and he grabbed the arrow with his hand, and pulled it out effortlessly, and even at the moment of the arrow, the wound was forced to heal by the holy light, and only a trace of blood overflowed.
"Please help heal his heart in part!" Kerryth said to the paladin after calmly watching the other party's arrows.
"Mage, he's dead!"
The paladin looked at the arrow in his hand, not only the arrow body was black, but the long and somewhat weird arrow was also faintly black, the kind of black that emitted a faint glow in the moonlight made the middle-level paladin who had experienced a hundred battles couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and then heard what Kelreth said, frowned and said.
Each creature has its own weaknesses, and theoretically the smaller the creature, the more obvious the weakness. Every rookie who enters the barracks or enters the battlefield receives the same warning, the head and heart are the most vulnerable places of all humanoids, and decapitation and chest breaking are also the deadliest blows on the battlefield.
For human physics professionals, the heart will gradually become the condensation point of anger energy, even high-level warriors or shadow people can't get rid of this law, and the arrow just now directly pierced the heart of the shadow person, and also instantly broke his energy source. This would have been a difficult thing to happen, because as a fifth-order shadow person, the moment the arrow cluster touched the body, the energy in the body would explode instantaneously to form a layer of protection, and even on the surface of the heart, a layer of energy protection would naturally be formed.
But now this arrow cluster has strangely and unimpeded through the heart of the Shadow Man, and it is very likely that some terrifying and vicious magic pattern is attached to the arrow cluster.
"Dead or not, you have to try to know!" Kelrith glanced at the mid-tier paladin and said.
"Please!"
"Humph!"
Staring at the eyes in front of him, the paladin seemed to want to see a little madness or chaos in them, but in the end, there was only a calm pure color, and then he snorted coldly, and his hands made a cross, forming a small cross composed of pure golden holy light in mid-air, and the golden cross slowly sank into the chest of the Shadow One.
In Kyrreth's perception, Kiel's broken heart began to heal rapidly, but because he was dead or consciousness had collapsed, the body began to stop, and the heart was not beating again. The light faded away, and the paladin took a step back and looked at the mage coldly. He has seen too much death, and he is disdainful of this delusion of resurrection, but the madness of mages often causes terrible disasters, so as long as the mage in front of him is out of line or blasphemous, he will accept the sanction of the Holy Light.
On the other side, in the mid-level mage's field of vision, a light cluster that flickered faintly fluorescent like an elf was carefully held in his hand, and a dull figure could be seen faintly curled up in the deepest part of the fluorescence, which was the dead Kir.
At the moment of Kiel's death just now, Kyris lowered his head in pain, but he caught a terrifying glimpse of a fluorescent cloud floating out of Kiel's body, and the deepest part of the fluorescence turned out to be the flickering Kiel, tentatively grabbing the fluorescence, looking at the very obedient mass of this thing, the middle-level mage found that it was very similar to the feeling given to him by the fish-man soul crystal, and even the same thing in essence.
Then it dawned on Kyrreth that this was Kiel's soul that was about to collapse.
Then he came up with an idea, since the corpse is here, the soul is here, is it not to complete the healing of the corpse's wounds, put the soul back in, and the other party can be resurrected?
In reality, the paladins looked at the mage holding the corpse as if he was holding something in his hand, and gently patted the corpse's head, and then as if a corpse, the corpse of the shadow man jumped violently, directly screaming in fright to the girl mage who had been staring at this side from beginning to end, but the corpse only moved, and then there was no movement, and although the nearest mid-level paladin was also startled by the beating of the corpse, but then he sensed that the corpse had not changed much, and he was still too dead to lie down, and for a while the thought of whether the beating just now was dazzling, but then he saw Kelreth muttering and touching the corpse's head, and his face instantly turned cold, to say that the most hated thing in this world is mage, these things that treat the whole world as an experiment, don't even let go of the warriors who sacrificed for themselves?
On the other hand, Kyrrys, who stuffed Kiel's soul into his head, found that he only let the corpse pick it, so he didn't react, and immediately felt that it was not the wrong place for him to stuff it, after all, the middle-level mage only guessed the abode of the soul from the past myths and legends, but in fact, it is a matter of whether this is really the case.
But within seconds, Kyris saw another cloud of fluorescence emerge from the door of Kiel's head, like a hydrogen balloon that began to float slowly upward, reaching out and quickly grasping it in his hand.
"Is it too light? But isn't it so heavy in the first place? Why..."
Grabbing Kiel's soul Kyris began to mumble to himself, by the way, he touched the corpse's head to see if there was a problem, and he talked to himself nervously for a long time, and the middle-level mage stuffed Kiel's soul into the corpse again, but after three or four seconds, seeing the soul floating out again, a soul crystal sculpture had already appeared in the middle-level mage's hand, and with a pinch of his hands, the sculpture-like soul fragments were directly turned into fragments, and began to slowly dissipate.
Kyrreth turned his hand and sprinkled the shattered Mo on Kiel's soul fire, and the soul fire, which was originally as faint as candlelight, instantly lit up, but immediately dimmed, but it was much brighter than before. Also bright are the eyes of the middle-level mage, and then two third-order fish-man crystals appeared in Kelris's hands, two hands together, in fact, not with hands, but with spiritual power to crush, and two pieces of soul fragments sprinkled on the soul of the shadow man, the soul fire has brightened a little, and the ghost of Kiel in the depths of his heart has begun to slowly solidify, seeing this situation, Kyris finally breathed a sigh of relief, and took out the remaining third-order soul fragments in one go, directly pinched and pressed them into soul fragments full of two hands, and sprinkled them into Kir's soul fire little by little, and when this fluorescence completely absorbed all the soul fragments, the phantom of the entire Kiel became like substance, and even glanced at Kyris smartly.
With an excited smile on his face, Kyrreth slowly slapped Kiel's soul fire into his body, this time he didn't see the soul fire float out after three or four seconds, and then...
"Huh!"
With a sharp inhale, the Shadowman jumped to his feet, looked around in horror, and then looked blankly at his slightly pale hands.
Also horrified were the paladins and maiden mages watching around, and even the princess of Kul Tiras, who was frightened by Kir's sudden jump, took a few steps back.
"Ghouls!"
A low-level paladin seemed to remember something and screamed, and then a cross slash composed of golden holy light slashed towards Kir in a daze, but before the holy light slash reached the front of the dark sealer, Kiel's figure disappeared completely, and in the next second, a hand appeared on the neck of the low-level paladin and grabbed his neck violently, but before it touched the skin, a holy light cocooned on the low-level paladin's body, and Kir grabbed it on the holy light cover, and the not long nails even scraped out a trace of holy light splash.
"Kiel!" saw that the Shadowmen were still trying to attack, and Kyris hurriedly shouted.
The Shadow One, who had already drawn his dagger, stopped all movements in an instant, turned his head to look at the mid-level mage, but narrowed his eyes blankly.
The low-level paladin who was attacked had already pulled out his broadsword and slashed at Kir diagonally, but halfway through the slash, he was interrupted by the middle-level knight and snatched the broadsword.
"Apprentice, I bless you with holy light, not to let you take advantage of others!"
"Senior, he's a ghoul!"
Being snatched away by a middle-level knight, the low-level paladin was stunned, and then said loudly.
"Is it a living person, I still need you to tell me?" The middle-level knight glanced at the low-level knight coldly, a thick ball of holy light formed in his hand, and threw it at Kir at random, forming a social holy light domain above his head to envelop the entire shadow person, and bathed in the holy light, the bruises and pale complexion on Kiel's body that had been caused by the cessation of functions for a period of time just now gradually returned to normal, but the whole person was still in a state of confusion, looking left and right to find something.
"Ghouls can't accept the gift of the Light!" snorted, and the mid-rank knight looked at Kyris as he walked towards Kiel.
"Mage, you—" He was halfway through, but he was stunned.
Not far away, the mid-level mage looked at Kiel who was dazed, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, sure enough, things are not so simple, although he is truly resurrected, and even the battle instinct has not been lost, but his sanity and memory seem to have been completely lost.
"Kir!" the mid-level mage called out softly, and sure enough, he saw a pair of unfocused eyes.
"I'm Kyrries!" still unresponsive.
"Let's go see the sea in Gilneis!"
This time, the blank eyes finally had a hint of brilliance, and the shadowman's eyes finally had a hint of focus, but he could only unconsciously look at the mage in front of him a few times.
"Let's go!"
"Ahh