451.Chapter 449 448 Transylvanian Specialty Emergency Medicine, Not Seen

Chapter 449 448.Transylvanian Specialty Emergency Medicine, never seen it before? -I’ve never seen it before.

(For brother “Orchid Eyes” [5/5])
“Boom!”

Blinding psychic energy lightning exploded in the foul-smelling swamp air.

Those electric snakes that shot out of the darkness swung wildly, exploding across a wide area as devouring snakes at the will of their manipulators, dragging all the guys who were pulled into them into the electrical energy’s excitement and bad sensory paralysis.

It was one of the few ranged spells most commonly used by player psionics at the moment, from the loving teachings of Archduke Tris.

Lady Tris was a good player of lightning, and her amazingly large ranged static electric field when she was besieged by the Jackals in the Scarlet Fortress was still talked about by the players to this day.

Unfortunately, that “field unfolding”-like psychic energy spell is a high-level psychic energy just by looking at it, and is not something that can be used by young players at this stage.

However, it doesn’t matter, low-level psychic energy has its own way of playing, and players have already summarized a set of silky-smooth little moves to “maximize DPS” at this stage.

Right now, under Pigeon Treasure’s tricky control, the direction of this round of stored and strengthened psychic energy lightning explosion almost blew the hidden necromancer out of its hidden state, but also along with its three guards Skeleton Knights also flew out of the sky, and the second round of the Dancing Light Art thrown out of the hand completely destroyed the concealment spell so that the guy was completely exposed in the noisy battlefield at this time, but also used a few small balls of light to mark the exact location of the necromancer. The second round of Dancing Light completely destroyed the Concealment spell, leaving the guy completely exposed.

But this did not prove how awesome Pigeon Treasure’s detection was.

The main reason was that this necromancer had just thrown out a power storage “Phosphorus Fire” towards the front guard post, which had successfully destroyed the tenacious defense line of the Canary Blossom soldiers and at the same time also exposed it to Pigeon Treasure’s eyes completely.

Pigeon Treasure didn’t even need to be reminded.

At the same time he used his psychic lightning to pull out this necromancer, the similarly hidden Cuckoo Chicken and Meow Shark immediately launched a decapitation attack on it.

Blood wings flapped like the wind blowing, and starting with Lord Kudel’s signature Night Bat Charge, the Goo Goo Chicken holding the replica Scarlet Ranger Heavy Sword blatantly killed the necromancer team, and its 270° wide-range Scarlet Roundabout Chop brought up the scorching fire of the enchanted blade.

After pulling out a cool slash, he followed by a dark step, allowing the Catacomb Sword Guard to destroy the necromancer’s defense while dodging the frantic attacks from the surrounding undead.

As a Midnight Hunter, Meowshark set up his heavy crossbow, and after two seconds of buildup, his aimed shot struck the rising necromancer again with a piercing, enchanted crossbow bolt.

The terrifying impact from the witch hunter’s magical arrow brought its shriveled body up from the mud and slammed it onto the skeleton warhorse beside it, while the four bloodthirsty hyenas in iron armor also rushed through the necromancer’s defenses under Meowshark’s “Kill Order”, along with the goo goo chickens.

When the three of them had fought together to this extent, the unlucky necromancer’s fate was already predetermined.

The fact that it was sent to the outer defense line proved that it was not an important role, although it was a high-level undead, it was not outstanding, under the ambush of the hunters who had prepared for it, the necromancer could not survive for more than thirty seconds before it was killed by a sword of the goo goo chicken.

However, the destruction of these high-level undead’s body does not mean they will return to the underworld, and when the goo goo chicken lifted up the head of the necromancer, the latter was still letting out vulgar curses.

If you listened carefully, you could even hear this guy’s unique tongue flicking sound.

Well, well, well.

It’s a Yankee necromancer.

“Post three threat cleared!”

Pigeon Treasure leaned on his staff to recover his psychic energy while asking in the team frame:

“Che Che, Badger, what’s the situation on your side?”

“No sign of necromancers or Underworld Knights have been detected at post two yet, the battle over here wasn’t too intense, and those Goldfinchers even launched a wave of counter-charges.”

Che Che sneered:

“These guys seem to be quite honorable in bullying brainless skeleton sticks.”

“Post One is tracking the Underworld Knight, that coward got away and we’re in pursuit.”

Badger replied obtrusively:

“It’s the first time I’ve fucking seen such a wimpy undead, we just launched an attack and it left its skeleton army on its feet, I think this guy might be a ‘talent’, I’ve decided to send it to Fight Club after I catch it to open its eyes for the others, and get some pocket money on the side. ”

“Be careful.”

Pigeonbottom warned:
“Although it’s unlikely that there are more high-level undead commanding the outer defense line, it’s hard to say if the other party’s escape is a trap, I think you should stop chasing after them for a while, so you don’t get any casualties.

Although a small life once every three days is a combat resource, right now we need to save our manpower .”

“Crap! You crow’s mouth!”

Ten seconds later, Badger cursed over there:

“It’s really a trap, the other side still has three Underworld Knights and a few hundred elite skeletons guarding here, luckily I was prepared, it’s time to see the power of the ‘Big Baby’ that Brother Loyalty rubbed out of his hand.

Hey, look at you Badger brother in the escape bah, before turning in to give you a big fireworks
Boom.”

Hand rubbing iron fist that trademark beeping and violent explosion then resounded in the communication channel, after another ten seconds, Badger sent back the message of “successful transfer” before letting Pigeon Treasure put down his heart.

He looked back at the situation around Post 3, the skeleton army that was advancing in the mud had lost the momentum of the “wave-like” charge just now.

This means that after the commanding necromancer was killed by them, the skeleton army has entered a state of confusion, and can only rely on the dead’s disgust for the living to carry out instinctive attacks, but the width of the battlefield around the post is not enough to allow the skeleton army to press on all fronts.

Thus they were no longer able to threaten the regrouped guards of the post.

“These goldfinches are okay.”

Pigeon Treasure commented very harshly:

“They actually didn’t have a single death after defending for more than an hour under the wild attacks of the skeleton army, it’s already impressive.”

“I think you’re just unwilling to recognize people’s excellence.”

Carrying a replica version of the Ranger’s greatsword and carrying the necromancer’s head, the cooing chicken came over, and the guy bristled:

“This is already an absolute elite, at least the People’s Army soldiers under Maxim’s command would hardly be able to achieve this level, it seems that Marshal Shortman has really put in a lot of blood in order to compete in front of Lord Murphy.

However, I just saw that the phosphorus fireball seemed to have hit the sentry post, was someone injured?

Getting burned by undead bone fire can be very painful.

I have personal experience with that.

There’s also corrosive damage attached to that damn thing, so if you don’t take care of it in a hurry you’ll fall into disability.”

“Well, I’ll go over and take a look.”

Pigeon Treasure spread his wings and levitated up, he said to the Cuckoo Chicken and Meow Shark beside him:

“You two cruise around here to see if there are any more hidden commanders, and after dawn we’ll send the necromancer head to the Phantom Shadow Intelligence Bureau’s rear quarters to see if we can exchange it for some rewards from E-sister.”

“O carve!”

Carrying a vampire heavy crossbow, Meow Shark yanked a deer leg out of his psionic bag and tossed it to his four majestic warbeasts, and watched Pigeon Treasure fly towards Post 1. The brilliant midnight hunter moved his shoulders and took another look at the darkness of the night in front of him, and he twisted his head to say to Goo Goo Chicken:
“Why don’t we get together again and take a look? I always feel that there must be some ‘rare units’ like necromancers and Underworld Knights in this outer defense line. Although I don’t know if they can trigger hidden quests, these guys can communicate, right?

It’s just idle anyway.”

“Hey, why don’t we just ask first?”

Gu Gu Chicken lifted the head of the necromancer in his hand, and reached out to give the other party a vicious mouth, causing the unlucky necromancer, who had already “closed his eyes and waited for death”, to instantly open his eyes in anger, and shouted out a series of Yankee curses.

“Hey! You this guy mouth how stink ah?”

Cuckoo Chicken retorted:

“Other undead can be very silent, stop cursing and save your energy, man is there any wish you haven’t fulfilled before you die? If the reward is right, we can help yo.”

“Are you vampires fucking sick?”

The Yankee necromancer with only one head left cursed:
“Old me died right here, and I didn’t mess with anyone when I died! First, I was awakened by the damn jackals to disturb my resting place, and now I’m being humiliated by you guys like this!

Ugh!
It’s just that all my strength has now turned into rotten bones, otherwise I would definitely give you guys a good look!”

“Cut the crap, is there a mission or not!”

Meow Shark pulled out the short hunting knife at his waist and threateningly gestured at the necromancer’s head as he said:
“This short knife of mine is stained with highly poisonous, if you don’t tell me, I’ll use it to carve the word ‘vegetable’ on your brain.

Quickly!
Send the mission!
Or I’ll hand you over to E-sister.”

“Who’s E-sister again? Why do you vampires have such weird nicknames? Ughhhhh! Don’t carve, don’t carve, don’t humiliate me like that when I’m dead!
What do you want from me?
I was just a poor wild mage in my life, I don’t have any treasure, just a small mage tower near Bernie City.” “Alas! Old folks, you still have a mage tower! Why didn’t you say so earlier, come on, come on, draw it out for us on the map, when this side of the crap is over, we’ll personally escort you back to take a look.

That said, if it’s a mage tower, there must be treasures inside, right?”
—
“Shit! How did you get it like this?”

Leaving aside the torture of the necromancer over at Meow Shark and Goo Goo Chicken, in Post 3, Pigeon Treasure landed and was startled by the sight before him.

Several officers had gathered together and were administering first aid to Major Ron.

Before this and Pigeon Treasure choking guy this will be quite miserable, a originally handsome long hair has been completely burned by the phosphorus fire, in the scalp is still residual burn marks, arms and legs have burn marks, face bruises and purple should be smashed by the debris.

It looked rather miserable, but in reality, it was only the exterior that was damaged, and its life form was not greatly impaired.

At least in the view of Pigeon Treasure, a vampire, this guy’s mid-air was not life-threatening at all.

The real danger was the deputy beside him.

When the phosphorus fire exploded just now, this tall ensign sacrificed his body to go forward and crush Major Ron under his body, causing most of the damage from the phosphorus fire to be taken by him.

Not to mention the fact that his entire left arm was incinerated into withered bones, the extensive burns on his chest and back had caused this guy’s life breath to weaken to the point where it was hard to tell.

“Get out of the way! Get out of the way! You fools.”

Pigeon Treasure stepped forward and pushed away the sad-faced soldiers.

He crouched down and rolled up his sleeves to check the injuries of the ensign, and not caring about anything else when he saw that the other party was about to die, he smoothly pulled a soldier next to him and popped out his fingernail claw blades and scratched the other party’s wrist.

This action caused the surrounding soldiers to draw their swords.

They thought it was a vampire trying to harm someone, but were stopped by the hard-faced Major Ron.

The Major watched as Pigeon Treasure used a secret vampire technique to draw blood from the soldier’s wrists to gather into a ball of blood, and then sent the life force in that blood into the dying Ensign in a squishy way.

“One is not enough! He’s too badly injured, a few more healing blood spheres! Hurry!”

Pigeon Treasure shouted, and immediately a few loyal soldiers stepped forward and pulled open their sleeves, and this genuine affection between comrades softened Pigeon Treasure’s slightly brutal attitude a bit.

Without further ado, he continued to draw and give as before.

This practice was a variation of the vampire’s ability to draw blood, and was not in the Blood Vulture Clan’s skill catalog, but it was one of the “secret techniques” he had learned from Missy.

Similar first-aid measures had been used in the armed Bloodservant army.

The most convenient thing about this method is that it is not a blood transfusion, but a transfer of life force through blood, so there is no need to match blood types, but because it is a first aid method, it is not very effective, only able to hang the last breath.

Players don’t use this kind of means much, but they found that using this thing to save NPCs does work well.

After several minutes of busy work, the ensign’s vital breath was still as weak as a candle in the wind, but at least it had stopped the bleeding and stabilized the injury.

“There’s no way to deal with subsequent injuries here, he’ll have to be moved to the field hospital in the rear near the smuggler’s woodland.”

Pigeonbottom wiped the blood from his face as he got up and addressed Major Ron who was staring at him:
“We have specialized healers and priests from the Church of Avalon over there who can treat him, and it won’t be much of a problem to save a life.”

“Then do so, and I will pay you.”

The Major was relieved to hear this.

The fact that the phosphorus fire just now should have been his to bear but instead the Loyalist suffered on his behalf made Ron uneasy in his mind.

Although it is said that on the battlefield, swords are blind, on the battlefield should put life and death at risk, but if it can save a life, the major is still willing to pay a lot, just regret that this brave man who has a promising future in the army has been disabled, and will never be able to follow him to gallop on the battlefield again.

An injury of this magnitude would, I fear, have retired the second lieutenant, who had come from a poor background.

“Actually, there is no need to be so pessimistic.”

Probably seeing the helplessness in Major Ron’s eyes, Pigeon Treasure found a chance to whisper to him:

“We in Transylvania have our own system for treating wounded soldiers, which is not the same as other places, being injured and disabled here doesn’t mean the end of a warrior’s career, in fact, we have a very special kind of ‘disability insurance’.

If you are willing to purchase one of these insurance policies for your adjutant and keep investing in it, our mechanics can ensure that he will be back on the battlefield in the shortest possible time.”

“Huh?”

Pigeon Treasure’s sales-like remark made Major Ron quite surprised, and he asked while enduring the pain in his body:

“What exactly is the method? Using the rebirth of severed limbs in advanced spiritual energy? Isn’t that an advanced spell that only a bishop-level priest can cast? There aren’t many churches in the entire Goldfinch Kingdom that can perform this kind of healing.”

“No, no, no, it’s not psychic energy, it’s technology and machinery.”

Pigeon Treasure bristled:
“Mechanical prosthetics, have you ever heard of that concept?

The technology first developed by halflings, it’s reasonable to say that your Golden Bird Kingdom has already completed military reforms for this thing is not unfamiliar to ah.”

“Ah, you’re talking about that blasphemous thing.”

Major Ron obviously has seen the world, he immediately understood and shook his head again and said:

“That thing had previously been viewed as a desecration of life by the Church of Avalon, who considered bodies made of machinery to be soulless filth. Now even though the church is gone, the deep-rooted concepts aren’t that easy to reverse, and the Goldfinch Kingdom hasn’t introduced any similarly evil technology.

You can make mechanical prosthetics?”

“Of course!”

Pigeonbottom said with a mouthful of pats on the back:
“Our Count Sherron specializes in this, and her apprentices all have similar skills, and they promise to see every insured soldier through to the end.

It will only cost 300 gold coins per person! And 50 gold coins a month after that!

Credibility is fully assured, and the Northmen’s Earl of Whitehill took out a full war disability insurance policy for 100 of his court sword guards in one fell swoop.

They’re Wolf Girl Imperials, and they’re laughing and joking with the great men of various countries.

If he’s not afraid, what are you afraid of?

Our Governor Murphy’s credit that’s pretty rock solid! And you need to make up your mind quickly.”

Pigeon Treasure glanced at the adjutant who was being placed on a stretcher as he cautioned:

“It would be best to finish the prosthesis incidentally while this brave man is undergoing emergency surgery, otherwise it won’t be so easy to do it when he wakes up, mainly because of the inhuman pain .
Not everyone can ignore pain like us brave men, don’t you want your adjutant to return to the battlefield and fight alongside you again?

Or do you want him to retire with regret after the first battle?”

“I never thought that the Transylvanians, known for their savagery, could be so eloquent…”

Major Ron said with a stern face:

“You’ve put your word in, and it would be rude of me to refuse, but I want you to make sure that my adjutant makes it back safely!”

“No problem! Come on, sign a contract and pay a deposit, and arrange for his surgery immediately! Oh yeah, there’s a skeleton warhorse on the battlefield, go receive it later.

That’s a necromancer’s mount.

You guys also contributed, this is what you deserve.”

“Huh? The Transians would be that kind? Could you guys be hiding explosives in Skullmari?”

“Cut the crap! You guys swiped our reputation, you must be rewarded, this is our Transylvanian rule of doing things, you get what you pay for, if you don’t want it give it back to us! Also you guys can retreat now.

This post is secure.”

“Retreat? No! We will not retreat! We will hold here until my adjutant returns safely, until we defeat that pack of jackals, until our fathers and our country are proud of us.

Vampires of Transylvania, listen to me, this is now our battlefield here as well, and we have proven our abilities and dignity.

Next, it’s time for us to fight for victory!”

(End of chapter)