Chapter 1188 Sun God, Don’t Explode a Nuclear Bomb! ! ! (Ask for a Guaranteed Monthly Ticket) (Ten Thousand Rewards for Riding a Tiger and a Pig Lord Will Be Added)

"mean!"

Viracocha, the sun god, swore angrily.

While cursing angrily, he shed golden light and enveloped his people. Those are his priests, his concubines, his blood descendants——

Those despicable outsiders could just beat them up and run away, but he couldn't just leave them alone!

Without priests to convey his will, without the Sun Goddess as the carrier of his arrival, without the royal family flowing with his blood to protect his status, he suffered heavy losses!

Let’s not talk about others, just the Quetzalcoatl God, the ancestral god of the previous royal family. When his descendants were deprived of the throne, to what extent did his power drop? !

"mean!"

Idian jumped up and cursed loudly. While cursing, he waved the elf moon blade and tried to block it:

Block the light blade directed at Gretel!

Block the light blades that are fired at yourself, at Bernard, and at this group of people!

Block the gravel flying around, block the light blades shooting at the weak around you!

As a warrior, you have the ability to challenge the strong with dignity! Attacking the weak when you can't defeat them, using innocent bystanders to hold back the strong, what kind of skill is that!

Idian only regretted that he could not grow eight hands. It would be great if he was a spellcaster. The area that a spellcaster can cover is definitely more than this——

"mean!"

Archmage Baierbo was also scolding, but the volume was not high and could only be heard by a few people around him. A qualified spellcaster would never waste effort on this.

However, the Archmage's men were not slow at all. Waving his hands continuously, invisible and formless barriers flew out one by one, resisting, absorbing, refracting, reflecting...

On the premise of protecting yourself, if you can block more, just block more!

Not to mention that the enemy of the enemy is also a friend. Protecting these people at the scene will free up the Sun God to pursue the two legends. In the final analysis, it is still beneficial to the parliament!

Even if the level is a little lower than that of Udian, the range that Archmage Baierbo can protect is much larger than that of Idian. The invisible barrier keeps spreading outward, 100 square meters, 1000 square meters, 2000 square meters...

In an instant, a large area of ​​the fallen people around him had been protected by him. Of course, if he needs further treatment or something, he won't be able to do it, and it depends on Gretel...

Archmage Baierbo thought like this and turned to look at Gretel. When he turned his head, his field of vision was completely empty, not a single ghost in sight.

Moving his eyes again, Gretel had already rushed out and headed straight for the high priest. That speed would put the rabbit with an arrow to shame:

"Cerilla, Bernard, Appa!" He shouted while running wildly:

"You know the standards! Help with triage, open the airway, Serela pays attention to marking, and Appa helps stop the bleeding! I will do the rest!"

Battlefield first aid!

Come on!

He quickly shielded himself. They are given by legendary mages, exchanged for meritorious deeds in the council, and received under various circumstances - in short, give priority to stimulating the defense of magic equipment and save all mana for subsequent treatments!

While sheathing her shield, she ran straight forward. After running out for more than ten steps, there was a rustle of wind behind him. Yudian had already caught up and grabbed his belt. The moon blade in his right hand flew around, blocking all kinds of dangers, and he lifted him up with his left hand:

"where to?"

"Look for the high priest!"

When playing in a group, of course you have to give priority to healing. This is common sense, right?

"good!"

Idian responded, jumped forward, and was in front of the high priest in a flash. The high priest had the highest rank, but he was also the hardest hit. He was lying on the ground with blood pouring from the corner of his mouth, as if he was breathing too much and not taking in enough air.

Gretel frowned, his hands flew up, and the electrocardiogram and blood pressure monitor fell on the high priest one by one. If you want to step forward to touch his breath and roll his eyelids, Idian steps forward, holds a small tube of potion, and pours it directly into the person's mouth...

"do not!"

Gretel blurted out. I still haven’t figured out where the injury is, whether the patient is conscious, whether he has the ability to swallow on his own, whether the airway and esophagus are damaged... just pour it in now!

What if he chokes directly into the airway and choking causes problems?

Before he finished shouting, Idian helped the person, pried the teeth, and poured the medicine. The three procedures were completed in one go. The light green potion gurgled in, and Gretel almost thought he had seen it wrong:

Do these potions turn into light spots at the entrance and fly directly into the high priest's body?

In any case, the effect of the secret healing potion made by the elves is still strong enough. A tube of potion as thick and long as the little finger entered his mouth. The high priest immediately opened his eyes, breathing heavily, and was able to sit up.

Gretel quickly glanced at the screen and saw that his heartbeat and blood pressure were basically normal. He rushed over and observed his face while speaking urgently:

"Communicate with the Sun God! - Let him chase the legend, and we will treat him here!"

The high priest shook his head, feeling a little more awake, straightened up, and began to look around:

His target here was the most obvious, and he attracted the most hatred. When the mountain of light exploded, half of the attacks were directed at him. At this moment, blood flowed all around, and the priests and sun virgins fell to pieces.

There were low moans, and more people were silent, and I didn’t know whether they were alive or dead...

The matter was urgent, and Grete had no time to consider cost-effectiveness. He stood up straight, activated the [Fortune Observation Technique], picked out the ones who were seriously injured, but not too serious, and could be revived immediately, and took a circle around them:

"[Cure fatal wounds]! [Cure fatal wounds]! [Cure fatal wounds]..."

Pull up five or six in one go. He took one shot, and Idian went over to pick one up and put it down next to the high priest. The high priest breathed a sigh of relief and immediately called them over.

A group of people knelt on the ground and murmured prayers. Soon, golden light spread from them and rose towards the Sun God. Soon, the sun god Viracocha converged his golden light, turned the sun, and flew away:

The soldier who cut him down!

The priest who put a lot of disgusting souls into his wounds and made him unable to recover for so many years!

Don't even think about running!

No one can escape!

Relying on the power of the divine explosion, Archbishop Bartolome did delay for a while. The legendary priest wanted to run away, and he was very fast. He carried Governor Martinez, dodged and almost jumped forward.

After only two jumps, they arrived at the teleportation array prepared by the two as a retreat. They stepped into it and traveled hundreds of miles away. The teleportation array was exhausted, exploded, and turned into rubble. The next moment, the Sun God Viracocha's sun disk had already landed above:

"You can't run away!"

The sun in the sky roared loudly. Following the roar, starting from the Sun Temple in the royal capital, one by one the temples lit up one after another:

All the temples!

All the priests!

All my people who believe in me!

Be my eyes, be my ears, sense the enemy's breath for me!

My power exists everywhere on this land, you guys can't escape!

The sun god flew away. Gretel also breathed a sigh of relief and began to pick up the sun priests who were still breathing one by one. According to battlefield first aid standards, classification, labeling, and emergency treatment:

Open the airway!

Emergency stop the bleeding!

Bandage open pneumothorax!

Repair leaky airways!

After the first batch of the most urgent and fatal matters were dealt with, Cerela and Appa immediately stepped in. Brainless pat therapy can treat fatal injuries, serious injuries, moderate injuries...

Light rained continuously, falling on the heads of the injured. When one priest is rescued, one priest will join in the treatment; when ten priests are rescued, ten priests will be free to save people.

Priests, virgins of the sun, shuttled among the wounded on the ground, waking them up, stopping their bleeding, and bandaging them. Even with the mindless shooting therapy, the situation on the court gradually improved.

Except for those who died on the spot and could not be saved, those who were injured, unconscious, missing arms and legs, at least those who had recovered their fighting strength, those who were able to get up, those who were really injured too seriously, at least they could. Save a life.

Gretel walked around and around the Holy Island, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief. His hands and feet became weak, and he slumped down. Thank God, everyone who could be rescued was rescued, and his trip was not in vain——

Next, it’s up to the Sun God. This big boss, if I catch up this time, I wonder if I can kill a few legends?

one?

two?

You can't kill none of them, right?

Even if he didn't kill any of them, he still didn't believe that only two legends came during the invasion of the Holy See! It can kill all other invading armies, and in a short period of time, it can also severely weaken their vitality...

But, asking the Sun God to do this kind of work is a bit overkill?

By the way, even if you don't kill any of them, don't let any legend come back here after a complete detour! There is no legend on their side!

Udian, Senior Brother Byerbo, and the High Priest, even if the three of them join forces, they may not be able to withstand a legend!

While thinking about it, Gretel looked at the sun - thank God, the eclipse was over and the sun had returned - counting the time and identifying the direction. Stand on tiptoes, stretch your neck, and look north:

Tsk, it’s all blocked by the snowy mountains, so I can’t see anything. Senior brother, how about we put some flying equipment out and go take a look at the top of the snow mountain?

He stretched out his arms to wave to Archmage Belbo. The Archmage was packing up the measuring instruments all over the ground. He didn't come over when he saw this. He only used the wind communication technique to send over a sentence:

"What's the matter?"

"Elder brother, can you-"

Halfway through his words, Grete suddenly felt a chill running down his spine and quickly turned around to look north. At the same time, Cerela, Idian, and Balbo raised their heads at the same time and looked to the north...

"boom!!!"

The sky is broken.

On the top of the snow peak, the deep and distant blue sky shattered like a mirror. And in the shattered space, the sun was stronger than the midday sun, hotter than the erupting volcano, and the radiant fireball was rising slowly...

The fireball rolled and rolled. Gradually, a familiar-looking thing with a big head and a small body, and a smoke column attached to the bottom, stood over the snowy peak...

Gretel:! ! !

Damn it!

Sun God, these legends are annoying, don’t explode a nuclear bomb! ! !

I took you to the secret realm of elves, did I take you by mistake...

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