Chapter 138 Unexpectedly Powerful Enemy (Second Update)

The next morning, Gretel joined the task force and headed north at full speed.

He left all his tent, supplies, and medical equipment with Elder Heath. He only carried a large backpack for convenience on the road. In addition to food, drinking water, alum, etc., the backpack was full and stuffed with a large package of gauze bandages and medicines.

In addition, Grete also had a small bag tightly covered around his waist. The bag is divided into compartments, containing his rations as a healer:

Ten bottles of potion for treating minor injuries, five bottles of potion for treating moderate injuries, two bottles of potion for treating serious injuries, two bottles of antidote, and two bottles of energy potion that Elder Hiss promised him.

Gray was particularly creative and stuffed a lot of things into his bag:

Ten tubes of oxygen, each tube is only the size of a little finger, plug the mouth of the bottle with a cork, and then seal it tightly with fire paint. Ten small test tubes, each containing 1/5 of the test tube potassium permanganate. Carrying these things is equivalent to carrying 20 powerful spells. Gretel touched his pocket and felt very at ease.

Naturally, you must bring the mana pearls given by Master Lorenz, the wooden heart given by Elder Hiss, the talisman given by the bald bishop that can activate the shield once a day, and a bunch of various magic props. of. Master Lin En gave him the most, seven or eight large and small items, some for attack and some for protection. If Gretel hadn't stopped him, the Necromancer could have given him all his wealth.

Gretel was not overly nervous because he was facing a powerful enemy like this. The task force he joined was only 21 people - originally rated at 20 people, Gretel also brought his followers, and the number increased by one - two level 5, three level 4, and five level 3. Gretel's strength is directly at the bottom of this team.

If the original healer hadn't been seriously injured, he wouldn't have been qualified to be stuffed in.

...Of course, Gretel's follower, Bernard the Barbarian, has a warrior level as high as level seven. The average of two people is considered to be level 4. As for whether it can be averaged like this, that is another matter.

Even so, Gretel's cautious and well-prepared look made everyone want to laugh. The level 5 knight leading the team, Archer Barnes, rode over and rubbed his hair:

"Bringing so many things, huh? Little pastor, are you afraid that we will starve you, or are you afraid that we will freeze you?"

"...These are for treatment." Grete avoided his hand with a dark face:

"You have the ability. Don't get hurt from beginning to end. You don't need my help."

"Did you hear that, brothers!" Barnes laughed: "Our little pastor said, let us not get hurt from the beginning to the end, otherwise he will not be able to control it!"

"okay!"

"I promise you won't need his help!"

"Little pastor, just take care of yourself!"

Heroic laughter sounded back and forth. Grete wanted to yell a few more words, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his mouth was full of cold wind, so he had to tighten his hood tightly.

They galloped along the west bank of the river, heading north. Grete's riding skills are still very average, and since he can't ride with the barbarians - the barbarians are too heavy - he can only concentrate on riding. It wasn't until he camped at night, listening to his companions chatting, that he realized where his destination was:

The mission of the group was to go down the river and head towards the mouth of the Dove River to see if there was any fleet belonging to the Church of the Lord of Glory. If there is, try to block it. If you can't block it, report it to the main manager. The front of the main camp will cross the Dove River and point directly at the county seat of Midland County.

There are two large cities in Midland County. One is the county town, located on the east bank of the Dove River, across the river from the Norman Earl's coalition forces; the other is Port Massa located in Burton Bay. The water is deep and the waves are flat. It is a natural Good harbor. The Earl of Norman had previously judged that the fleet of the Church of the Lord of Glory would most likely land in Port Massa.

"I guess by the time we get back, the battle here will be over!" Knight Barnes hugged his knees and laughed. The magician beside him pulled up his hood and chuckled:

"Anyway, there are a lot of people over there, so there aren't even a few of us. The camp is noisy all day long, so we might as well go out for a walk."

Uh... As the culprit who made the biggest noise yesterday, Grete felt a little guilty. A gust of cold wind blew, and he also imitated the magician and pulled up his hood, half covering his face:

"How long do we have to go?"

"At least two days, we still have to climb the mountain! - Little pastor, can you do it?"

They sat by the fire and chatted, while several second-level warriors - mostly knights' attendants, and one was a magician's attendant - were busy fetching water, roasting meat, and baking bread on the campfire. Next to Captain Knight Knight, another level 5 shield warrior poked the fire and joked softly:

"It doesn't matter if it's okay or not! Anyway, there are followers here, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

"If you can do it, I can do it!" Gretel tried his best to answer as he considered the blessings of magic and divine spells. After thinking for a while, he asked again: "Aren't we walking along the river? Why do we need to climb the mountain?"

"This river is very weird." Captain Barnes picked up a piece of firewood, stamped out the sparks, and drew it on the ground to show Gretel:

"From the mouth of the river, there are dozens of miles of cliffs. Only after passing by can there be flat land to reach the shore. It is most convenient to climb a mountain and look down - it is also the same with action. From a high position, we can only hit people, but they can't hit us! "

"The question is, can it be fought?" Grete wondered. He turned around and looked at the river not far away: the Dove River was already very wide here, with the river surface reaching hundreds of meters. It would be no problem for a ship anchored on the other side to carry hundreds of people. If it goes further downstream, how big will the boat be?

"We can definitely hit it!" Captain Barnes laughed and pointed to the other side:

"Young priest, you are not a local, are you? - This boat can only go as far as the Somme Port. Although the river below is not narrow, it is full of rocks at the bottom, making it impossible for a big boat to pass. We just want to see if there are any There is no small team, if there is one, just kill them!"

It seems that the chance of fighting is not very high. Gretel thought about the terrain and felt relieved. He looked up at the full moon in the sky for a while, finished his routine meditation, and fell asleep around the fire. I got up early the next day and drove for a long time, finally reaching the cliff at the mouth of the river in the evening.

A group of people abandoned their horses and climbed the mountain. Captain Barnes tied the horse, jumped up, and ran up the hillside which was at least 30 degrees. The level 4 mage lowered his head and chanted a few words, and a breeze surrounded him. Suddenly, his hands and feet were light and strong, and he jumped up and down, almost catching up with the archer in front of him.

The other warriors also competed for the lead, racing one by one on the hillside with no existing roads, running as fast as a 100-meter sprint.

Gretel was alone at the end. He looked up and said: "..."

He can climb up even if he climbs, but with his ability, he can probably only use his hands and feet to climb up step by step, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, his waist suddenly tightened, his body became light, and the ground beneath his feet swayed backwards, but he was picked up by the barbarian Bernard and ran away. The level 7 warrior rushed upward with all his strength, as fast as a galloping horse, and he was at the front of the team in a moment. Climbing to the top of the mountain and looking down, Grete took a breath of air:

Who said big boats can't go here?

——The river between the canyons is densely packed with sails and masts. At a glance, there are more than dozens of masts. At the top of each mast, the same flag was flying high: an arm raised high, holding a dazzling golden thunder in its fist, ready to strike down at any time.

Under the setting sun, those golden thunders seemed to hit the earth anytime and anywhere.

"Lord of Glory!"

Beside him, Knight Barnes was gnashing his teeth and cracking his knuckles.

(There will be another chapter in five minutes)

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