Ryan waited for a while. After Bishop Quincy completed the current healing magic, he coughed slightly to indicate his presence. Bishop Quincy turned his head and looked at Ryan. Although he was concentrating on casting spells just now, But it doesn't mean that he doesn't pay attention to his surroundings. Although Ryan's steps into the tent were very light, Bishop Quincy learned of his arrival immediately.
Ryan looked at the tired Bishop of Quincy and felt a little guilty in his heart. He knew very well how busy the Bishop of Quincy was after arriving in Cassano. Speaking of which, a bishop of the Church of Light was in charge of a region. , like an ordinary priest, he kept rescuing the injured at this rescue point every day. Especially after the undead attacked Cassano, the Quincy bishop had not really rested for many days, and It is precisely because of the unremitting efforts of Bishop Quincy and others that Cassano's wounded recovered so quickly.
Quincy nodded towards Ryan. He walked aside and picked up a towel to wipe the sweat on his forehead. Ryan walked to him in a few steps and lowered his voice and said: "Bishop Quincy, what about our dwarf friend?" Sample."
Quincy shook his head and said: "It's very difficult. His injuries were definitely caused by advanced undead creatures. Moreover, I also noticed the existence of a curse. Obviously they have experienced one or even many cruel wars."
"Well, I understand." Ryan was concerned about what happened to Dwarf King Reynolds. He stopped going around in circles and asked directly: "This dwarf is the guard of Dwarf King Reynolds. They returned to Black Rock City together, but now... Something like this happened, obviously something happened, maybe Reynolds is waiting for our rescue somewhere now, we don’t have much time to waste, can we wake him up immediately?”
"This..." Bishop Quincy hesitated for a moment.
"Are there any difficulties, or are you worried that forcibly waking him up will be detrimental to his injury?" Ryan said here, pointing to the dwarf warrior lying on the bed, and continued: "I believe you, Lord Bishop, are also very aware of the recent situation." The significance of the existence of personal guards, and they accepted the task of breaking out and asking for help, naturally they understand what is more important. Now our dwarf friends have come here after a bloody battle, but we have failed them because of some personal factors. this… "
Ryan's words did not go into too much detail, but Bishop Quincy fully understood what he meant. He always valued saving lives and healing the wounded. In normal times, Quincy would have refused Ryan's request without hesitation, but that "no" "The words were still dangling on Quincy's lips, but the newly appointed bishop remembered what Archbishop Red had said to him alone before he set off from the imperial capital, so Bishop Quincy immediately changed his mind. decision,
"Then, okay, I will release a magic to wake him up, which will probably keep him awake for 5 to 10 minutes. After that, he will fall into a more serious coma due to the injury. I believe this time is enough." Quincy said: " But I have to find a few companions, and it’s a bit difficult for me to release this light magic on my own.”
"Oh, please forgive me for asking, does this magic require many people to cast it, or does it mean that the power of many people is brought together through some secret method." Ryan stood in front of Quincy calmly, He asked quietly,
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 explained. After all, this magic is not a secret, and one can master it. All of them are high-level beings of the Church of Light,
"This magic can directly touch the soul of the subject, making him unable to feel the existence of the body, so that he is no longer subject to physical trauma and wakes up immediately. However, this is also very harmful to the subject, and for the sake of Completing this magic requires a lot of mana. My current mana is not enough to complete the entire magic, so I need to borrow the mana of some colleagues in a way similar to a magic circle." Quincy briefly explained to Ryan,
"Bishop Quincy, you don't need to be so troublesome. I think it's probably enough for me." A little weird smile appeared on Ryan's face, and he continued: "But I need 20 minutes, because I need a Translator, I am not very familiar with Dwarvish. If you are familiar with it, we can..."
"Me too." Quincy spread his hands and said with a wry smile.
Ryan seemed to have guessed Quincy's inner thoughts, but he did not explain much. He just asked Bishop Quincy to take a rest first, but he left the tent himself. Watching Ryan leave, Quincy was a little curious in his heart, because light magic is The most special kind of magic. It does not require the caster to be strong. It only requires the caster to be pious to the gods. The strength of the magic is only related to piety. Although Ryan is a powerful legendary mage, if he is released In terms of light magic, it may not be as good as an ordinary priest in the Cathedral of San Nebiro. After Ryan came out, he immediately took Letoz to see the two dead dwarf warriors and examined them in detail. The armor taken off from their bodies was absolutely shocking to the eye. This also verified Ryan's previous conjecture from the side.
"Letoz, use your own weapons to destroy it." Ryan pointed at the tattered black iron armor on the ground and said,
"Okay." Letoz stood a few steps away, then drew out his weapon. Following Ryan's instructions, he stabbed the long sword in his hand hard at the black iron armor. As a result, Mithril's long sword stabbed him. This armor, which already had numerous damages on its surface, only had one scratch on it, let alone a direct penetration.
"Cut it down hard and see." Ryan ordered one, and then turned to the Fengxing shooter next to him and said: "Go and borrow some heavy weapons, including warhammers and giant axes. You can also have a two-handed giant sword."
The Fengxing shooters who followed saw that Ryan wanted so many weapons, so four of them immediately left. Ryan turned around and watched Letoz slash his long sword under the black iron armor. As a result, the indestructible Mithril The long sword sparked countless sparks, but still only left some scratches on the surface of the black iron armor.
"What a strong armor." Letoz cried out. He always thought that the mithril full-body armor worn by Cassano's Guards Corps was strong enough. Who knew that the dwarf's armor was even stronger? If he Leading the popular archers, he encountered a dwarf warrior who was fully clothed. Letoz was not sure that he could gain any advantage by relying on arrows. It would be difficult for his mithril arrows to penetrate the armor in front of him.
Ryan explained: "This is a secret skill of the dwarves for tens of thousands of years, and in the entire dwarf kingdom, only the personal guards around the king have such powerful armors. They are not only strong, but can even use many low-level magics." Resist, otherwise do you think that the name of the Dwarf Rock Defender is just talk? It is enough to fight against the existence of the Human Royal Knights. If the fight is in a narrow place such as a cave, even if Orlando personally commands it, there will not be much The odds.”
"It's amazing." Letoz could only say such simple words. He was already shocked by Ryan's words.
"Haha, what do you think? Don't forget that the history of dwarves may even be older than that of us humans. If they didn't have some strength, they would have disappeared with races like lizard people." When Ryan said this, he saw a few The wind-traveling shooter ran back with a huge weapon, and said to Letoz: "Take the weapons here and aim them carefully to see which weapons caused the marks left under the armor."
"Yes." Letoz waited for the wind-traveling shooters to come over and immediately got them busy. Ryan stood aside and watched them holding various weapons and gesticulating at the cracks in the armor. They were busy for a while. This was considered complete. Letoz straightened up and said to Ryan: "Sir, the three armors have a total of 17 types of damage caused by different weapons, including 8 types of two-handed giant swords, 5 types of giant axes, and 3 types of war hammers. There is also a weapon that is similar to a finger, and it penetrated this solid armor at once, which is really strange."
"I remember that when Reynolds returned to Black Rock City this time, there were no more than 50 people with him. According to common sense, if the people asking for help are sent out and then divided into several directions to break out, then there will only be 2 or 3 people on each route. That's all, these 17 weapons are traces. Doesn't it mean that there are nearly 20 high-level undead creatures besieging a rescue team? If they are all the dark rune knights who caused the New Year's tragedy in the Imperial Capital, these dwarves gathered together to protect themselves. It's still barely there, but they will definitely not be able to break out of the tight siege unless..."
Ryan was frowning and thinking when he heard the Fengxing Archer beside him say: "Lord, Vivian and the others are here."
Ryan raised his head and saw Vivian and his entourage running quickly into the treatment center on war horses, so he raised his hand and released a soft light. In the dark night, this light was the best mark. Vivian and the others He saw Ryan's position the first time, and immediately turned his horse's head and ran over.
At this time, Letoz was still thinking hard about what kind of weapon was about as thin as a finger, but could pierce the black iron armor that even mithril weapons couldn't do anything about. Ryan smiled and patted his shoulder, and then said softly: "No need to worry, it's actually very simple." After Ryan said this, he pointed his finger at the tattered black iron armor on the ground and clicked casually.
In Letoz's surprised eyes, a ball of flame spurted out from Ryan's finger, shining directly on the black iron armor on the ground like a thin beam of light. Then the area on the armor that was touched by the flame immediately began to melt. In almost the blink of an eye, the flame penetrated the black iron armor, leaving a hole in it that could probably accommodate an adult's index finger.
"Although the methods are different, the principles are the same." After Ryan finished doing this, he did not look proud. Instead, there was a look of worry on his face: "That guy is at least as powerful as the Great Mage, but he is definitely not Nicholas himself. But a lich of this strength is only responsible for intercepting the dwarf rescue team, which is close to running errands. It seems that the power hidden in the undead army is not trivial."