Chapter 227: Lend a Hand

Chapter 226: Borrow a Fire

Mr. Sa had just come back to his senses and was also stunned by the scene in front of him.

Six Holy Religious Army soldiers fell on the ground horizontally, and their armor was all horribly deformed.

It was like six pinched and flattened cans.

Surprisingly, after such destruction, the gas cans actually didn’t blow up ……

Instead, the holy light energy was squeezed out as if by some kind of force, converging into a blazing golden flame giant in the air!

“Run!”

Heine made a snap decision, and Hui Yu and Ghost Horse turned around and ran.

It was only then that Sa General realized that Heine had somehow gotten into a fighting position, donning a black crown and robe.

The Ghost Horse did the same, as if draped in a pitch-black horse armor.

In the face of this, it was clear to Heine as well.

Twenty seconds?
Northeasterners thought for a while and didn’t understand what he wanted twenty seconds for, what mechanism is this time ah?
Sa General, on the other hand, looked at Heine:
“Can you help me get seventeen seconds?”

But his energy is wind.

-But didn’t say how much it had risen. After all, since they learned to speak and could communicate with Saberia, they didn’t need to be accompanied by their parents when they learned skills.

Guardian Iris: “I can try, but then what? This thing is at least level six, and I can hold it for three seconds at most.”

Mr. Sa: “Three seconds isn’t quite enough…… must give me at least twenty seconds.”

“That’s not an option.”

–But now is not the time to look into that.

And the opponent was an elemental creature, characterized by an extremely strong level of physical evasion and energy recovery.

In other words, the opponent’s blood level was blue, but there was a physical-immunity energy shield on his body.

It was four or five meters tall, and it was a standard Holy Church Army attire with well-defined outlines and details, but there was no face underneath that armor, as if it was only a shell.

He told Heine about the plan along with it.

They were fleeing south, and it looked like Heine hadn’t given up on taking it to the Blighted Scars.

At the critical moment, he decided to trust the wisdom of the aborigines.

The powerful wind pressure carried by the skill was enough to create a brief vacuum, exposing the opponent’s core.

Mr. Sa realized that he had not only leveled up all the basic skills, but he had also learned ST (showtime) .
This was the first time he had learned a skill in this way.

As soon as Chief Sa woke up, Heine was asking about him.

This guy had definitely concealed his skill situation.

Theoretically it couldn’t cause an effective kill without piercing this layer of mana shield.

Mr. Sa replied while asking the Northeasterner, “How did that happen?”

Mr. Sa: “Not bad, slightly more productive.”

He had already told Heine about what happened in the trial picking the highlights, including of course the whole skill upgrade thing.

Real-world ST wasn’t just as simple as speeding up skill cooldowns in the game.

He was definitely trying to show off this.

After all, these processes were essentially converging energy.

Unfortunately, even with that terrifying practice room, some of his level nine skills could not be raised to level ten skills.

…

Heine also figured out in passing how the change just happened.

But in this world, he felt that it was the wrong method.

That is, he deduced it from the “birth process” of the skill.

Once the ST is turned on, give him twenty seconds and he’ll be able to empty his magazines.

This means that his “skill release speed” will also increase.

Mr. Sa says, “This is an elemental creature, right? Can you find a way to banish it?”

After he finished speaking, he looked towards the giant that was chasing a few people.

He was pretty sure that his special skeletal body would also come to an incredible level of energy control when infused with gusts of wind.

Then, with a super-high burst, he would strike right through the core.

It was just like he had gotten high at the last moment of the trial:
Skills that originally stored power for seven or eight seconds were enough in a second, and skills that originally had a long forward swing were instantaneous.

Every step it took left a huge charred black footprint on the ground.

–That’s the “will of the wind” being enraged.

In the game, between these two levels is a bottomless proficiency slot.

Weidian Kite: “I don’t know ah, just a few seconds ago, the wind was still well trapped us, suddenly got angry, big mouth whip over, then your father backhanded on the transformation, don’t know how, with this pitch-black stuff to block down. That said, what did you do, what was the harvest?”

Maybe because here is far away from the mountain “home field”, or Sa always did not like the sheep brother like the holy light of the incarnation of the broken.

After being teased by Mr. Sa in the trial, the will of the wind in this place did not leave, but instead became enraged.

That’s what led to what happened next:
The gas canister was pinched but bizarrely didn’t blow up.

As for why he was able to resist the wind pressure with his spirit embers, it was more like he scared off his opponent with the remains of a sea of genjutsu.

If you look at it this way, the reason why the gas can didn’t explode might be the “result” of the exchange between the two wills.

Even the wills in these two energies were more or less related to the Yuan Spirit.

Thinking of this, Heine suddenly felt that this “will of holy light” might not be impossible to utilize.

“Seventeen seconds, right? I’ll try.”

Heine turned her horse’s head and threw Quirkus’s Seedling at the Holy Light Giant.

The originally pitch-black seedling turned gray under the purification of Catch the Goat and Xiao Bei, but it still carried a large amount of death aura.

If the giant in front of him contained the will of holy light.

If the giant in front of him had the will of the Holy Light, then he would have practiced the idea of “purifying the dead air” without any hesitation, wouldn’t he?
As expected, the giant instantly stopped walking when the branch emitting dead air was stuck on the ground.

It hissed and pounced, and the flames on its body poured out from the sky, sweeping towards the lone sapling.

The death aura on the sapling’s body had no will, but it also desperately surged out under the stimulation of the holy light.

This was the instinct of wanting to live!

Heine: “While it lasts!”

“Watch me perform!”

Sasori jumped high from Teruha’s back and suddenly stepped lightly while in the air.

The green-colored air current unexpectedly swept away in a circle like a ripple.

With this bouncing force, he actually catapulted out like a gyroscope and landed just above the giant.

Wei Temple Iris: “Crap? You’re fucking hiding something, right?”

Mr. Sa heatedly smiled, “Finish talking after the fight, dude is going into serious mode!”

This sentence was tantamount to an admission.

Wei Temple Iris: “So true.”

Heine was powerless to spit.

Both of you b’s are hiding things, what’s the act really ……

Seeing that the hatchling had stabilized his hatred, he also came closer to the giant.

This thing was bound to his soul, and he could still take it back if things weren’t right.

Of course, there is a price to pay.

…

As Chief Sa leapt into mid-air, he had no intention of falling.

The greenish color didn’t just appear in the soul fire, but his skeletal body was penetrated and wrapped by a stream of green air.

This was probably what he meant by ST.
In this state, the withered bow in his hand no longer needed an arrow and was no longer a “bow”.

Instead, it was a cannon!
The strong wind arrow condensed entirely by the cyan-colored airflow was as if it had been fired from a cannon!
The original electric drill-like spiral air force was now like a huge drill!

The instant it was shot, the tremendous recoil caused his originally falling body to rise up a notch.

This was only the beginning.

The moment the Strong Wind Arrow was dislodged, fine air currents converged from all directions!

Then, without waiting for Heine to see it clearly, a buzzing and trembling arrow exploded from Mr. Sa’s hand.

Streams of light splashed in all directions, the cyclone danced, and flew in different directions with a gust of whistling, but finally converged in one place.

In just a blink of an eye, the third arrow was also ready to fire.

At this time, the first strong wind arrow had only just hit the giant who had no defense against it.

The latter’s back was instantly torn open by the turbulent cyclone.

Without waiting for the rich holy light to fill in, the messy air currents of the second arrow converged right after it, spreading the wound.

The third arrow then went straight into the wound just left, and then detonated with a “bang”.

The giant, who was concentrating on purifying the seedling, didn’t even realize this “small injury”, and didn’t even have the slightest intention to turn around.

This was exactly what Mr. Sa wanted!
He played as if he was hitting a wooden stake, releasing the skills he had used in the trial one by one.

One second ……

Three seconds ……

Five seconds ……

By the time the sixth second rolled around, the giant finally realized something was wrong.

It temporarily abandoned the sapling in front of it, which was emitting a dense death aura, and turned to roar as it raised its hand to strike.

The golden ball of light was thrown out, whistling towards Sa General, and suddenly exploded into countless shattered lights in the air.

This overwhelming density made Heine’s eyes glaze over as she watched, but she didn’t want Chief Sa to dance within it while continuing to output!

He clearly didn’t have any flying skills, and he didn’t even activate that ring.

Just by relying on the recoil from his skills and the fluctuation of the airflow, he was like a swimming fish that swam back and forth in the middle of it, brushing against the shattered light in all kinds of ways.

It was rare for him to be this serious.

There was no flirty talk, no shouting.

There was just all sorts of wonderful maneuvers, and the increasingly dense green-colored aura on his body. He was like a light mass of wind right now!
As the giant turned around, the attacks began to head straight for its chest.

This position was exactly opposite to its back.

Without the need for Chief Sa to open his mouth, Wei Temple Iris categorically wouldn’t let go of this opportunity!
The Shadow Javelin shot out from his hand like it didn’t need any money, precisely hitting the wound left behind by Sa General.

Although this could not stop the fist-sized wound from slowly healing, the wound grew deeper and deeper!
The two of them were one after the other, and a hint of exasperation was brought into the giant’s roar.

Its attack became more and more ferocious, and under its fury, it turned around and fired a golden ball of light at Wei Temple Kite as well.

Just as the northeastern man hesitated to dodge, the robes on Heine’s body quickly turned into black armor and shield.

He put away his Ghost Horse and landed on the back of Hui Yu, his shield set firmly in front of him, blocking all the streams of light that were shot at Wei Dian Iris.

“Go ahead and attack!”

Although he couldn’t block that ball, he still had no problem dealing with the microsphere after it cracked open.

Finally, seventeen seconds!

The giant seemed to realize something was wrong.

It intends to abandon the hatchling and leave.

But at that moment, the banishment spell from Guardian Iris hit both of its legs with precision.

The giant became transparent at the knees, as if it were two knee pads.

Although it only lasted for a brief moment, it was enough to slow it down.

This was followed by several toilet plungers connected with silver wires attached to various parts of its body.

The silver plungers burned and melted almost instantly, but the soul-sucking tugs from different directions caused the elemental creature to appear in a momentary trance.

Three seconds passed in an instant!

The final blow!
Sa General’s soulfire was almost completely transparent as he pulled his withered bow into a full moon, and a rich yellow-green energy arrow quickly took shape on it.

Whoosh!
It didn’t enter the giant’s chest.

Ka-ching.

A crisp cracking sound rang out.

The giant let out an unwilling roar, and the flames on his body retracted back into his body as much as they could, revealing a dull crimson body.

Heine instantly realized that it was not good, and hurriedly retracted the seedling, while raising his hand to Chief Sa.

The latter’s completely colorless soul flames then flew out of the cranial cavity.

The Ghost Horse and Hui Yu hurriedly raised their bodies.

Boom…

This gas tank had blown up after all.

……

The sound of the explosion reached Catching Goat and Gao Wen who were exchanging blows.

The Sun Knight’s face was startled, and the holy light on his body suddenly became blinding.

His power was fully catalyzed without control for a moment.

With nearly level seven power, under a shield strike, Catch the Goat’s arm snapped off in response.

The black shield was also pushed down on himself with great force, and the armor dented violently.

His entire body also flew backwards, crashing hard into a tree.

Catching Sheep got up from the ground and scratched his bare head as he looked at Gawain, who was running in the direction of the source of the explosion without looking back.

“These two dangling people, definitely hiding something right ……”

…

When Gawain arrived at the scene of the explosion, Heine was also here.

He was standing at the bottom of a pit that was five or six meters deep, and next to him landed a Phaedrus feather and stood a skeleton wearing a vestment.

Directly in front of the two men and the bird, a whitish seedling stood.

The holy light that should have been escaping scrambled over, missing into it like moths to a flame, as if to purify it with their bodies.

“You’re here?”

Heine looked over at Gawain and greeted him in a friendly manner.

“As you can see, that’s not a holy army you brought at all, but six …… not so stable things.”

Gawain walked up to him with a calm face.

He detected a faint aura of death from this seedling, and the power in his body was dumbfounded, but he controlled it.

“Are you the Lord George here?”

“No, I am his counselor, Heine.”

Gawain raised an eyebrow, “I’ve heard of you.”

Heine froze, thought for a moment, and asked rhetorically, “Donald?”

This time it was Gawain’s turn to be shocked.

The reason was simple, he was forced to come to the mountains of McCalla this time, nominally on the orders of Archbishop Ignacio.

However, he knew with his feet that it was Donald’s suggestion.

He was told to “visit” this lord who was said to be involved with the undead, and to replace all of his powerful men with a team of ill-tempered holy priests who would rush in to purify evil when they saw it.

The message could not have been clearer.

This evil must be his.

But the problem was, it was just his guess.

At a time when there was a problem with the magic network and news could only be passed on by special means within the church, how did a lord’s counselor cowering in the mountains of Makara know about it?
“Surprised? It’s not really hard to guess, because the only one who is interested in me and left here alive is Donald, coincidentally he is also a believer of the Holy Light, and the fact that you can call me by my name can only be related to him.”

“You made a big mistake.” Gawain said expressionlessly, “This will only make the church notice you sooner.”

“Does hiding help?” Heine asked rhetorically, “Aren’t you here all the same?”

The knot in Gawain’s throat moved a few times before he finally shook his head.

“I can control it.”

“Like this?”

Heine pointed to the pit at his feet.

“You see, if my skeleton hadn’t stopped that sword you slashed at one of your own people in the first place, the explosion would have happened right in front of the Cuirassiers’ gates.”

Gawain looked shocked, “Your skeleton knows about the Holy Church Army?”

Heine shrugged, “Maybe even knows more, anyway, Bedwyr calls him Senior.”

While the two were talking, several giant eagles fell from the sky.

Above them were Jiang Lu, Xiao Bei, and Catch the Goat.

Catching Goat was startled by the pit.

“Brother Wei, where’s Mr. Sa? Who popped the gas tank?”

Wei Temple Iris: “Mr. Sa chanting, he went to sleep after getting high.”

Catching Sheep: “Crap? He upgraded?”

Wei Diankui: “Uh huh.”

Catch the Goat: “Do you think he’s hiding something?”

The northeasterner was about to blurt it out, but on second thought he hid it himself, so he said:

“I don’t say ah.”

“Huh? You don’t know?”

…

Meanwhile, Catch the Goat asked Heine.

The latter raised his hand, holding a silver-colored soul fire in his palm.

He had also activated the core of a Soul Lift Lamp, and the silver glow mirrored the soul fire.

Sheep Catch froze.

Why was it even charged?
“What happened to him?”

“He used an ‘unbelievable’ spell that consumed a lot.”

Heine replied.

It wasn’t a lie, this wave of losses was indeed big.

Chief Sa wasn’t just physically gone, he had to go back to the fishpond and fix it from scratch.

Everything in his body was gone except for his soul fire.

Including the Blight Bow.

Because of the blight, it was eliminated as a virus by the holy light of self-will.

Only a few fragments remained.

The flight ring was also gone – but that didn’t matter.

The most important thing was that Chief Sa hadn’t just exhausted the energy in his body.

That skill called ST had also drained his soul mass.

He had only slept yesterday, but after opening this near-external skill once, his thirst for soul mass was ridiculously great.

The last time I saw him so thirsty for sleep was that time in the Eagle’s Rank Mountain.

But when he said that, Sheep Catching was almost certain.

He began to torture Wei Temple Iris to find out if he was conspiring with General Sa.

The northeastern man began to make a hundred cunning arguments.

Heine takes the opportunity to unleash a White Bone Repair spell in front of Gawain to repair Catching Goat’s battered body.

Gawain’s eyelids fluttered, but he managed to keep it under control.

Heine’s heart was in the right place.

As the last trace of dead energy on this seedling was purified, Heine put it away.

He looked at Gawain, who was about to speak:
“If you have anything to say, come back with me and talk about it.”

(End of chapter)