the only savior

Chapter 958: The Hidden Power of the Beast Race

"Among the orcs, another ninth-level person actually appeared."

McAvey looked at the figure below with a serious expression, but there was a hint of happiness in his eyes.

Fortunately, this new ninth-order appeared rashly today, which gave me and others a chance to take it down in advance.

Losing a ninth-level fighter was definitely an unacceptable loss for Urbis.

only……

McAvey looked at Yohad who was also lying on the ground, and his heart inevitably became heavy again.

The price on my side is not small. Yohad is seriously injured now, and the Advent of the Gods is approaching. When the true God descends, he will definitely not be able to recover.

"Wait... Maybe... Jixing has a solution..."

Suddenly, the figure of Zhang Xiaoman performing the healing technique in front of the city gate appeared in his mind.

Although I don't know what that ability is, it seems to be related to light magic.

In addition, Jixing himself is also a master alchemist, maybe there is really a way to cure him.

At this time, he couldn't give up any hope.

McAvey was ready to go back and ask Polar Star about the situation.

While thinking about the next plan in his heart, he flew towards the ground.

"Yorhard!"

McAvey came to the side of the dwarf king. The latter finally got up from the ground with some difficulty, but his eyes were still fixed on Ogg Tanron over there.

"McCarvey...you get out of the way...let me kill that guy myself..."

Although the short-tempered dwarf was seriously injured, he wanted to stand up regardless, and finish off Aggtanron on the opposite side.

"Okay! Yohad! You've done enough! Just leave it to us! You're seriously injured! You need treatment!"

As he spoke, McAvey took out a bottle of high-level vitality potion from his pocket.

Yohad also knew what this thing was, so he drank it all in one gulp.

However, although the Vitality Potion can restore injuries, the effect is still too limited for a holy warrior like Yohad.

His healing mechanism is different from Zhang Xiaoman's healing spells. The Vitality Potion cannot directly replenish health, but a way to increase the body's recovery ability. This is somewhat similar to the Avatar of the Gods opened by Yohad.

But for Yohad of the holy rank, the little increase in the recovery power of the high-level vitality potion is obviously not as fast as the speed of his wound deterioration.

"Beastman!"

McAvey looked angrily at Ogg Tanron who was not far away. As soon as he raised his hand, a magical light was released, and a bright confinement circle suddenly appeared beside the latter.

"Hehe...human beings...do you also want to defile the holy Agwaron...hehe...the saints of mankind...but that's all..."

Augtanron was surrounded by a magic circle and couldn't move.

However, his injury didn't allow him to do too many movements, so he could only lie there and wait to die.

However, at this moment, a gust of wind and sand hit, instantly covering the battlefield.

"Thunder! Storm! Listen to my orders!!"

A roar in the orc language came, and a figure rushed into the battlefield quickly in the wind and sand.

McAvey was shocked, and quickly put down a barrier shield around himself and Yohad.

"Boom~"

Immediately afterwards, in the wind and sand all over the sky, a huge elemental creature made up of hurricanes and lightning attacked towards the two of them, and struck McAvey's shield with a punch without saying a word. .

"The Lord of Storm Elements! He is the Great Shaman of the Orcs!"

McAvey recognized the identity of the visitor immediately. Among the orcs, only the great shamans of the eighth rank and above could summon the elemental lords.

"Boom!"

There was a dull impact sound, and McAvey's shield was hit hard, sending out a shocking tremor.

"No! This is not the elemental lord! The elemental lord is not so powerful! This is the ninth-order storm elemental king!"

McAvey was shocked when he saw the almost broken state of the shield.

Although this shield was arranged hastily by him, it is also the defense of a ninth-level peak powerhouse. How could an eighth-level elemental lord do this!

As far as he knows, only the ninth-level storm elemental king has this ability.

"how come!?"

McAvey wondered.

A person who can summon the King of Storm Elements is definitely at the ninth level of strength!

The person who came was not a great shaman at all, but a legendary shaman!
A series of changes made him, a veteran ninth-rank powerhouse, a little confused.

How much strength are the orcs hiding?
It's just that two ninth-level powerhouses who have never shown their faces have appeared today.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and Dang even opened his mouth to sing:

(magic language)

"Flame, strong wind, blazing, unruly, endless rushing, the flowing wind in the long river of elements, the light of the flame is used as a torch to light the way forward, the trumpet of freedom is blowing, please listen to my orders! Flame vortex!!"

The rapid chant sounded, and when McAvey raised his hand at the Storm Elemental King who was about to continue attacking, a vortex composed of flames and strong winds swept out.

In an instant, smoke and dust rose up in front of it, and the flames and the strong wind complemented each other, blowing away the sand and gravel.

In the messy dust, the whistling sound of the storm element came, and disappeared without a trace in just a moment.

All that was left was a piece of dust flying everywhere, and the scorching breath left after being scorched by the flames.

"It ran away!"

McAvey brushed aside the dust in front of him and walked forward, where was the figure of the King of Storm Elements?

Aoge Tanlong on the ground was also rescued. The purpose of coming here was purely to save people, and there was no plan to fight him at all.

"Damn!"

McAvey cursed secretly, looked back at Yohad, who was injured and almost unconscious, and did not choose to continue chasing, but turned around and flew back to Kuhan City with the latter.

When Regina and Arcatus in the sky saw this scene, they could only follow them back.

Now is not the time to pursue them. After this battle, they also understand that the orcs also hide a holy power beyond their imagination.

On the other side of the city gate, the guards saw a thrilling battle of the holy ranks, and they were all shocked and speechless. They were not awakened until some sergeant came back to his senses.

"Don't be stupid! Pack up your equipment quickly! Enter the defense line and prepare! The orcs may attack at any time!!"

A group of soldiers woke up like a dream. Those with shields took shields, and those with spears took spears. They all gathered at the place where the city wall collapsed, and they were nervously preparing for the battle.

Things weren't much better on the orc side.

Although these orcs are relatively reckless, they are very awed by power.

Just now, after seeing that world's peak power duel, they were all similar to those human soldiers, and they were all dumbfounded.

Unlike what the human commander predicted, these orcs did not rush up immediately.

On the contrary, they received an order to retreat, and the officers of the orc race urged them to retreat a certain distance to the rear and stand by for orders.

Obviously, the orcs suffered a lot from the battle just now, so they didn't start a war rashly.

In the city, after bringing Yohad back, McAvey went directly to the Church of Light, where there are only a few priests left.

"Holy...Your Excellency the Holy Magister...you are...ah! He...what's wrong with him..."

At the door, a nun was startled when she saw McAvey hurrying over and saw Yohad in his arms.

At the same time, before McAvey could speak, several priests noticed the situation here, and they were shocked.

"Your Excellency Yohard!!"

These are the priests brought by the dwarves, who were also arranged to treat the wounded in the church.

Now that they suddenly saw their king's miserable appearance, where could they sit still, they all surrounded him at once.

"Be careful! He's badly hurt!"

McAvey and a few people gently settled Yohad, and some people couldn't wait to check his injuries.

Johard's injury was more serious than expected.

There were four large wounds and dozens of small wounds on his body, and blood was still flowing out from the inside at this moment.

However, these seemingly fatal injuries are not the most important.

What is really troublesome and headaches are some golden traces attached to Yohad's wound, that is, these golden traces prevent the wound from healing.

"What a quintessential grudge... What is the origin of that person, how could he have such a quintessential energy..."

After McAvey saw those golden traces, the expression on his face became extremely dignified.

Even with his strength, he might not be able to possess such a refined power. How could there be such a powerful existence among the orcs?
Several dwarf priests on the side also frowned.

They tried many means of dispersing, but none of them could affect the golden trace.

"This is probably some kind of curse, and we can't get rid of it for the time being with our strength... But, in this way, Your Excellency Yohad's injury will be unstoppable, and if it keeps getting worse, it will sooner or later..."

The dwarf priest's head was covered with sweat, and he became more anxious as he spoke.

"Damn it! Who did it! I'm going to kill that guy!"

A dwarf priest with a bad temper rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush out, but was finally pulled back by his rational companion.

"Your Excellency the Holy One!"

The nun's voice came from the door again, and it was Regina and Arcatus who had arrived.

"This is a very clever curse... It is difficult to touch with ordinary methods... If even the light-type spells cannot be removed, then the natural-type spells will hardly be effective..."

Regina also checked Yohad's injury, and then turned to Arcatus who was on the side.

"Although I know there is little hope of doing this, Arcatus, I still hope you can try it out. You are more proficient in natural spells than me."

Perhaps because of hearing his niece's last words, Arcatus, who had always been at odds with Regina and Yohad, nodded decisively.

He stretched out a hand, and a green light came out from his palm, and it was close to Yohad's wound covered with golden traces.

In the next second, the green light and the golden traces merged with each other, bursts of strong energy fluctuations erupted between the two, and a burning breath also permeated the air.

"what!!!"

Yohad on the hospital bed was woken up from a coma, and then passed out again.

"No, no, no! This will hurt Your Excellency too much!"

Looking at the large piece of scorched flesh, the dwarf priest hurriedly stopped.

Arcatus also shook his head secretly.

"This curse is very powerful, and my natural spells may not be able to lift it..."

Although he and McAvey were at odds with each other, they wouldn't take advantage of this kind of thing. After all, everyone would have to face the coming of the true god together in the future.

McAvey gritted his teeth, and was at a loss when he suddenly sensed something, and looked at the door.

"Holy, Your Excellency the Holy One..."

The little nun's voice sounded again.

She was already a little dazed, this was the first time she saw so many saints gathered together at the same time.

Zhang Xiaoman stepped into the church, and immediately fixed his eyes on the crowd surrounding him.

He was still setting up formations in the city just now, but he suddenly received a message from McAvey, asking him to go to the church to meet up urgently.

Zhang Xiaoman didn't delay either, immediately put down what he was doing and rushed over, only then did he find out that the dwarf king was seriously injured.

"Yorhard is injured? Who can beat him like this? Could it be that Urbis has come?"

Zhang Xiaoman was also surprised when he saw the dwarf lying on the hospital bed.

According to the information he knew, there seemed to be no one in the Beast Race with such power except for the Beast King.

"No... it's another ninth-level member of the orc clan... things are a bit complicated, and I'll explain to you later. Ji Xing, I know you are very proficient in healing spells, see if you can cure him ?”

McAvey gave up a position so that Zhang Xiaoman could better observe Yohad's situation.

"Healing magic..."

Zhang Xiaoman pondered for a moment, knowing that the other party might have misunderstood something.

However, he was not busy explaining, but first observed the injury of the dwarf king.

After a while, he raised his head with a strange expression, looked at the large group of priests around him, and felt a little puzzled in his heart.

"This injury...you can't heal...?"

Zhang Xiaoman asked with some uncertainty.

McAvey and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, but they still gave an answer immediately.

"He has been severely cursed, and we have no way to get rid of it for the time being... Ji Xing, do you have a way to heal him?"

Seeing his hopeful expression, Zhang Xiaoman couldn't help being speechless.

What kind of curse is this, isn't this the most basic energy.

It's just that some residual energy is attached to the wound, preventing the wound from healing. How could it be related to the curse?
However, in order to ensure accuracy, he did not immediately speak out the conclusion.

Instead, he observed it intently again, but this look really showed him something.

(End of this chapter)