Menethil's Power

Chapter 114 Casualties
Valeera's injuries weren't light, especially her thighs that didn't have any protection. The skin was burned on a large area, and the tendons were also constantly deteriorating under the erosion of the shadow energy, and would soon deteriorate to the bones.

Therefore, treatment was urgent, and Isaacs gave the female elf a stern look. Valeera's aura instantly weakened, and she stopped subconsciously resisting and let Isaacs do what she wanted.

For any doctor, having a sexy and beautiful female patient is an extremely voluptuous thing, but Isaacs can't arouse any glamorous thoughts. Valeera's beauty is indeed not inferior to that of the Windrunner sisters, but again After being baptized by a dragon's breath technique, her beautiful face also looked gray and black.

Time was running out, and Isaacs had to use the holy energy directly, which made the treatment not so comfortable. Valeera's nerves were washed by bursts of stinging pain, and she couldn't help grunting, then clenched her teeth.

Of course, the female elf's reaction couldn't escape Isaacs' eyes, and the young prince subconsciously relaxed his movements, "Be patient, Valeera." He comforted softly.

The burn injury was only part of it, and the physical damage of Onyxia's staff was also difficult. Valeera was still too inexperienced, and she subconsciously regarded Ony as an ordinary spellcaster.

The human-shaped giant dragon, that is also a giant dragon, possesses strength and agility far beyond that of ordinary people.

Valeera was not the kind of woman with a weak heart. She quickly got used to the constant but not particularly intense pain. The female elf even raised her head slightly, looking at Isaacs' focused face with great interest.

Purely by human standards, her boss is indeed handsome, after all, the high-quality blood of the royal family is there, but from the perspective of elves, the prince's appearance is no different from that of a pumpkin farmer.

But Valeera felt that this kind of flawed handsomeness was more real than the overly enchanting and delicate faces of her male compatriots.

It has been three years. When Valeera had that unfriendly meeting in Fengxing Village, she never dreamed that she would leave her hometown in such a short period of time. Three years is still a long time for human beings. The long-lived elves said it was in the blink of an eye.

But this doesn't seem to be a bad thing. Valeera has found a sense of belonging in Lordaeron, the Uncrowned, and even Isaacs. The Kingdom of Quel'Thalas has never existed before.

Just like now, when she was seriously injured and dying due to her own mistakes, someone would not hesitate to save her, heal her, and worry about her.

But in Quel'Thalas, what she felt was infinite indifference. No one would care about a homeless and lonely female elf, even if she had the surname of Sagunar.

Stalkers are lonely, but there is often a sensitive and soft heart under the lonely appearance.

Valeera felt that her heart had settled down. This was the most powerless moment since Quel'Thalas was revived by Squall, but Isaacs's not-so-tall figure made her feel that she could rely on her.

The growth of human beings is really fast, and the female elf couldn't help sighing. Three years ago, Isaacs was just a green boy, but now he looks like a real man.

The female elf's heartbeat suddenly accelerated briefly.

Isaacs didn't notice Valeera's mental activity at all. As one of the few clerics who double-job as knight and priest, he dealt with injuries very quickly, and the blazing holy light domineeringly filled the gap that the female elf gradually lost. Vitality, remove the remaining heterogeneous energy in her body, and repair the damage of flesh and bones.

Isaacs finally used a holy word spell: Yao. Under the warm light, large areas of scorched black on Valeera's body fell off, and her appearance was restored. Large areas of white and tender skin were faintly visible under the corroded and tattered leather armor. Very attractive.

Isaacs admired it without hesitation. This treatment consumed a lot of his energy. "Skin trauma is easy to deal with, and energy erosion is not difficult to deal with, but internal injuries are a bit troublesome. You need a long period of recuperation." he exhorted.

Valeera folded her arms around her chest and looked at Isaacs with a very vigilant gaze. The healing of the injury made the female elf's former children's minds disappear.Hell, Valeera felt her teeth itch, why did I feel dependent on this shameless person before?
Isaacs thought he was a gentleman and took off his cloak and handed it over. When Valeera wrapped himself up, a rash figure appeared in a panic.

"What's the matter, Your Highness?" Rhonin asked out of breath. Obviously, the young mage had spent a lot of effort to find the correct location, but he was still late.

Luo Ning quickly realized that the atmosphere was not right. He stared blankly at Valeera who was wrapped in Isaacs' cloak, "Did I bother you?" He asked consciously.

"It's true that you're late, but it's just in time. I have to go back now, and Valeera will be under your care first. She is seriously injured and needs protection." Isaacs said briefly, and gave Valeera one last look.

Luo Ning nodded in confusion. Although he didn't know why a war that should have been earth-shattering would end so quickly, he had already developed a good habit of immediately executing orders when he asked questions about irrelevant matters.

There was a reason for Isaacs to return in such a hurry. Black dragons are cunning people. He didn't believe that Onyxia would leave so easily. If the black dragon princess suddenly got up and killed her carbine, the consequences would be disastrous.

Summoned the four Uncrowned Assassins who had completed the massacre of the Dragon Guards, Isaacs quickly headed in the direction he came from, and the phase shift with Artoria was limited in number of times, basically every summon There is only one chance to use it.

The Valkyrie came by flying, but Isaacs had to run with both feet. Since the way of fighting has changed, the Arcane Wind enchantment on the boots has long been replaced by a strength increase, which means playing like before. Gliding at high altitude is no longer possible, so I can only be an infantry honestly.

On the way, a pale golden light flew from the front and submerged into the holy book of origin hanging on Isaacs' waist.It was Arturia who had exhausted her energy. The return of the Valkyrie brought good news. She killed the giant wolf with extremely tenacious vitality.

When he arrived at the location where he was initially ambushed, Isaacs saw a piece of scorched earth as expected, and the black dragon princess's flames and rain turned the area with a radius of 300 meters into a complete hell.

A group of strange humans were doing post-battle disposal work, sorting corpses from a pile of coke, and helping the few wounded. Judging from their gray-black clothing and top hats, they were a group of Gilneans.

Isaacs realized that this was the reason for Onyxia's departure. The appearance of these Gilneans was obviously beyond the expectations of the black dragon princess. Extra trouble meant additional risks, so the cautious black dragon gave up this time. plan.

A huge figure attracted Isaacs' attention, and he saw a giant man twice as thick as a normal person lying on an extra wide and enlarged bed, surrounded by several doctors who looked like The people of Gilneas are busy.

It was Reinhardt. Isaacs suddenly felt that his eye sockets were a little wet. This old guy survived strong, which also means that Partress, Arthas and Jaina are safe and sound.

Reinhardt also saw Isaacs. The strong man's injuries were terrible. His back seemed to have been cut off a layer of flesh and blood, and white bones were exposed in the scorched black wounds.

But his spirit seemed to be pretty good, and he even wanted to stand up and greet Isaacs, "Did you finish him, Your Highness?" Reinhardt asked carelessly.

"Get down! Don't move!" Isaacs yelled.He closed his eyes, stretched out his right hand, and the eye-catching crimson light gathered in his hand. When the intensity of the holy light energy reached an extreme value, the center of this highly cohesive holy energy group began to appear blazing white.

There are different treatment methods for different people. For Valeera, patient and meticulous treatment is required, but for Reinhardt, a simple and rough lay on hands is enough.

Intense and violent holy light energy poured into Reinhard's body, and the intense pain made the strong man's body tremble violently, but Reinhard didn't shout out very manly, and the wound on his back began to heal at an alarming speed. Start healing.

As the most unreasonable healing spell, the side effects of lay on hands are also unreasonable. In addition to the amazing pain, the strong holy energy is a huge test for the target's body and will. Generally, it will only affect the paladin and higher. It is used by superhumans of the second level, and even if the spell is successfully cast, the subject will have a period of weakness that basically loses combat effectiveness.

But in any case it is a life-saving miracle.

When the effect of lay on hands ended, Reinhardt seemed to be fished out of the water, and his whole body was soaked in sweat. The thirsty female Tyrannosaurus had a fight.

He sat up, grinned and stretched his body, and gave Isaacs a thumbs up, "This is quite impressive, Your Highness."

"Praise the Holy Light! This is really a miracle!" A magnetic and very comfortable voice sounded behind Isaacs.

"A powerful healing spell with great flaws, it can only be used on paladins themselves," Isaacs explained, turning to look at the leader of the Gilneas.

To his surprise, it was not a majestic lady, but a girl who looked about the same age as him. She was tall and slender, wearing a tight black and white hunting suit, with slightly curly long black hair loosely loose , her silky skin is a healthy wheat color, and her black eyes, which are as bright as stars, seem to be able to speak.

There is a blood-colored rose pinned to her narrow-brimmed top hat, and this girl looks just like this rose, beautiful, aloof, and with deadly spikes.

"I have heard of you, Prince of Lordaeron, darling of the Holy Light." The girl extended her palm generously, "I am Rhona Crowley, daughter of Lord Darius Crowley .”

As one of the few high-ranking nobles with a transcendent status in human beings, the territory of the Crowley family occupies more than half of the land in Silverpine Forest, and it is reasonable for them to come to support quickly.

Isaacs stretched out his hand and shook Rona's palm. He knew very well that this would be a model of women in Azeroth in the future. He must not underestimate her because of her gender and age. You must know that as Lord Daliu The apple of his eye, Lorna can fully represent the Crowley family.

Rona Crowley supported the whole family after her father's failed rebellion and was thrown into prison, and her ability is evident.

"On behalf of Lordaeron, I would like to express my sincerest thanks to the Crowley family. Your rescue is very important, and I will remember this kindness." Isaacs said sincerely.

However, Rona didn't seem to be very interested in this kind of formal diplomatic rhetoric. She looked around and said, "It's really hard to imagine what kind of enemy you have encountered, and you actually defeated him." The girl obviously showed Isaacs Great interest.

"I can't confront her head-on. She left not because of cowardice, but for strategic purposes." Isaacs replied briefly, not wanting to talk too much.

"Then, Miss Rhona." Isaacs hesitated for a while, but still asked the most serious question that still had to be faced, "How many survivors are there?"

Miss Crowley pointed to Reinhardt, "Except for the three children protected by this warrior, there are only eighteen survivors in total, and there are no wounded."

Isaacs felt suffocated for a while, and the group was almost destroyed. More than 300 people were killed in battle, and if nothing unexpected, no court mage except Rhonin survived. This is the heaviest loss he has suffered since leading the army.

These lost lives will be on his shoulders until he completes his vengeance on Onyxia, the black dragonflight, and Deathwing.

"May I ask, Miss Crowley, do you know the origin of these orcs?" Isaacs asked again.

"Crowley has already wiped out all the green-skinned monsters in the territory." Lorna said with certainty, the girl's tone was faintly proud.

Isaacs nodded, as he expected, the orcs were coming from Hillsbrad, which meant that Deathwing was not the only participant in this incident, and there was also some restlessness in the kingdom.

Accompanied by Lorna, Isaacs went to visit Alsace and Jaina again. The boys and girls had been staring blankly at the scorched land, and did not show much reaction to Isaacs' arrival.

Obviously this attack had a huge impact on their worldview.

As for Paltress, the little priest who was the biggest siege and almost exhausted all her mental power has fallen into a protective coma. After feeding her some tranquilizing potion, Isaacs lovingly kissed her pale cheek , and left the carriage where she was resting.

"What are you going to do next?" asked Miss Crowley.

"I hope to rest in the Crowley family territory for a few days, and then continue to Dalaran." Isaacs looked east and gave a firm answer.

The possibility of the Black Dragon Legion planning the next attack is very low, and going to Dalaran is a must. Of course, this is not to escort Jaina to study. Dragon Crassus got in touch, otherwise the sacrifice of more than 300 people would be meaningless.

(End of this chapter)