Chapter 482: Mr. Viper Sneaks Into the Hospital without Being Able to Steal the Chicken?

Since someone vandalized Grete's hospital, the meeting would naturally not be able to continue. Gretel immediately said goodbye and returned. Archmage Grom thought for a while and announced the adjournment of the meeting. He followed over to have a look——

No matter how he is the little guy named by His Excellency the Immortal to take care of him, he still needs to pay more attention to him. They dare to smash up the medical center, what can’t those people dare to do?

Well, in his long life, he had seen people blocking the entrance of the temple and throwing stones more than once. This is the first time I've seen a magician's medical clinic being smashed. Why, do you think magicians can't kill people?

It’s not the magician’s job to treat you! It’s not like the people from the temple, who in name only have to act like “mercy”, “compassion”, and “taking care of believers on behalf of God”…

Archmage Graeme arranged the progress of the subsequent meeting, exchanged greetings with Earl of Argyle, and wandered downstairs. When I stood at the gate of the White Tower, I saw a white shadow with billowing smoke and dust rushing into the wilderness——

Gretel didn't wait for anyone, and let Bernard lift him onto the deer's back, and flew away quickly.

"Really, what's the rush?"

Archmage Graeme shook his head and cast a spell to summon a phantom pony. Next to him, a law enforcement team from the Emergency Management Department, two magicians, and five knights were ready to go. The team spread out, protecting the Archmage in the middle, and hurried away.

The speed of ordinary war horses is certainly not as fast as that of the eighth-level magical beast Silver Moon Deer. Grete took the lead and rushed back to the hospital at lightning speed. As soon as he stepped onto the street in front of the hospital and looked from a distance, his face sank:

The entrance to the hospital was covered in darkness with heads. The entire street, which is at least as wide as two-way four lanes, is tightly blocked, from fifty or sixty meters from the left to fifty or sixty meters on the right. The crowd was rubbing their shoulders one after another, their chests were pressed against their backs, and they were shouting in confusion:

"Kill the devil healer!"

"Death to the black-hearted healers!"

"Extract our hard-earned money! And you want to turn us into cows!"

"Smash it here! Smash it!"

While shouting, they pushed and shoved their way in. That look, if you add corpses, circles, and people wearing mourning clothes and crying, it would definitely be a large-scale medical incident.

——Where is the security guard? Where are the police?

Barbarian security guards stood in a row at the entrance of the three-story building. The barbarian nurses recruited by Cerela didn't even change into their nurse uniforms before they rushed out and joined the security guards in their battle sequence.

The average height of the barbarians is more than two meters. Facing the poor human beings who are less than 1.7 meters tall, just standing there is like an iron wall.

Grete breathed a sigh of relief. Not bad, not bad, at least the hospital's defense strength is sufficient for now...

At the other end of the street, the city guards under the city hall had arrived and were blowing whistles there, trying to prevent more people from approaching. As for the crowd that has gathered, they seem to have no choice but to rely on the hospital.

The barbarians probably didn't get the order to attack. They just held up shields higher than their heads and formed a shield wall to keep the attackers away. That shield looks familiar?

Grete squinted his eyes and took a closer look, and found that it was a long wooden board half a foot wide, nailed into a square frame - the bed board of the treatment bed.

Okay, to deal with these poor people, kite shields, square shields, and tower shields are really not as effective as bed boards...

Gretel just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the rioters waving their arms, banging, banging, banging, and throwing various throwing weapons in a mess. On the bed board and on the hospital wall, there were stains left one after another:

Mud, dirt, horse manure, dog feces...

It is impossible to have rotten leaves and vegetables, and rotten eggs and rotten tomatoes will not appear. We still have to keep them to eat! Even if it stinks and rots, it can still be enough to satisfy the hunger, and it is impossible to throw it out!

"I go!"

Gretel blurted out. Dirty my medical bed! Dirty my hospital!

Throwing this out, how much effort will I have to spend cleaning it? The research work has been suspended at least halfway, and all the mage apprentices must be freed up to throw cleaning skills!

Gretel was furious. The Silver Moon Deer under the seat also felt the anger of its master. As soon as he lowered his head, he was about to rush towards the crowd: ungrateful humans! Charge directly and trample a wave of them to disperse them!

Da da da. The deer's hooves touched the ground and dug three times. Silver Moon Deer's four legs were slightly bent, and he lowered his head to gain momentum. Opposite the hospital, [Viper] Arezzo, squatting at the foot of the wall in rags, his eyes quietly lit up:

good chance!

What a great opportunity!

Just wondering how to get close to the target, he actually rushed into the crowd by himself! While the crowd was being trampled by the impact, chaos broke out in an instant, and he just happened to get close with a knife!

"Stop fighting! The therapists here are good people!"

Mr. Viper shouted—at the volume of an ordinary person, which was almost lost in the crowd—threw down the broken bowl and jumped into the crowd. One turn to the left, one to the right, three turns and two turns, and it has slipped into the center of the crowd like a fish.

Drill deeper, squat down, and let others cover you to avoid being noticed by the target!

"Ouch! Don't hit me! The therapist here is a good person! What a good person!"

In the distance, the sound of Silver Moon Deer's hooves hitting the ground is getting closer and louder - Hey, why can't you come over?

"Appa! Appa stop! Appa don't want it!"

Mr. Viper did not have clairvoyance in the crowd and could not see the outside scene. In fact, the Silver Moon Deer had just lowered its head and charged, and Gretel quickly pounced forward, hugged the deer's neck, and strenuously pulled back:

These people are not guilty enough to die!

He was scolded, ordered to clean the floor, and imprisoned for a few days at most. This was already the most severe punishment!

Besides, with the city guards here, the White Tower was also alerted, and the parliament's law enforcement team was probably coming soon. Maintain order at the scene and let the officials arrest people. Don't do it yourself!

Gretel's arm strength is almost zero for an eighth-level monster. Fortunately, the Silver Moon Deer gave its owner face in the end, exhaling two streams of hot air from its nostrils, slowly slowing down, and stopped not far in front of the crowd. Well, the master is too kind, so what if a few of these bad guys are trampled to death——

Facing the direction in which the giant deer was running, the crowd shrank slightly, then pushed forward when they saw Appa stop. More than one voice shouted:

"That's him! That's the man riding the deer! He's the one who defrauded us of our money! Beat him to death!"

With a loud bang, the crowd at the entrance of the hospital turned collectively and looked at Grete in a dark way. Gretel was shocked and quickly patted the Silver Moon Deer's neck:

"Appa! Let's turn around! Go back through the back door!"

Silver Moon Deer turned suddenly. The antlers more than three meters wide drew two huge arcs, forcing back the troublemaking poor people who were closest to them. With the sound of hoofbeats, they turned around and ran away.

Mr. Viper:? ? ?

Don't run!

What should I do if you run away? They're all so close!

I never thought you were such a magician! Faced with the poor people who smashed your hospital, what you thought of was not to take action but to escape? If you change to a mage, the fireball spell will come out!

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly backed away, trying to leave the crowd without leaving a trace. Not far away from the hospital entrance, the shield wall of the barbarian security guards suddenly cracked, and a clear male voice raised up:

"put!"

There was no clang of bowstrings, no clang of trebuchets, no whirring of slings. There was only the sound of the scroll being suddenly torn apart, and the sudden high pitch of the chant. Immediately afterwards, [Viper] Arezzo felt a chill that instantly penetrated his whole body——

fear!

Great horror!

As if walking alone in the dark night, a ghost blows on the back of the neck with cold air;

It's like fighting someone on the battlefield, watching the steel knife come towards your face with blood;

Like a young child hiding under the bed, listening to the continuous screams of his parents and family, watching the blood slowly flowing to the bottom of the bed...

Arezzo swayed and barely steadied himself. However, in front of me, behind me, to the left and to the right of me, the poor people who were shouting and beating me just now were screaming loudly and running like headless chickens.

Terror spell...

It's a first-level necromantic magic, panic! In an instant, great fear is instilled in the heart of the subject, causing him to lose his mind and start running away!

This magic can effectively tear apart the opponent's formation when fighting one-on-one or in a small group; however, in a crowded environment, it has an additional effect...

When three, five, or a dozen people in a dense crowd start running wildly, it is very easy to cause a stampede!

[Viper] Arezzo was stepped on five or six times in an instant. Wails and screams were heard from behind, left and right, and some weak people were already being pushed to the ground. In the distance, he heard the deer's hooves and quickly turned back. The young mage on the deer's back shouted loudly:

"Dispel! Dispel the magic effect! Soothe them! - This will cause trouble! People will die! Hurry!"

It is easy to dispel but difficult to appease. Whether it is a panic spell or a fear spell, the duration is not long, even if it is not deliberately dispelled, it only takes a few seconds. However, it is not that easy to calm down the already angry crowd——

The Necromancer and the Necromancer Apprentices retreated quietly. Behind the shield wall, there was a jumble of footsteps. The Priest took over and began to work hard to release spells such as Blessing and Inspiration. Even the barbarian security guards, under an order, put down their shields and rushed into the crowd, trying to separate the scurrying people as much as possible.

However, fear is contagious. When he used the panic technique, only one person was hit; but when he screamed and ran away, and stepped on a few more people, the number of people affected instantly became three, five, or ten.

After Gretel finished shouting, when the priests came forward, fear had snowballed. In an instant, everyone was shouting and running. Grete looked down from a high position and saw three or five people fell down in an instant——

Something big is going to happen!

"Help! Help!" He used a loudspeaker to shout to the hospital. While shouting, he thought quickly:

How to stop them? How to stop these people from running around? Group therapy? No, groups remove fear? Can't do it; quicksand technique? Grease technique?

Got it!

Gretel's eyes lit up. He quickly patted the space bag, took out a small ball of soft spider web, and pointed in front:

"Spider Web Technique!"

Tough, sticky, and densely packed spider webs filled the entire street in an instant. Whether they were poor people running wildly or poor people being trampled by the crowd and almost falling to the ground, they were all firmly stuck in the spider web and unable to move.

I see you are still running!

Spider web technique is the number one weapon to prevent stampedes!

Gretel clapped his hands in satisfaction. The barbarians began to rush in and drag people away, carrying the door panels and first picking up those who had fallen to the ground and carrying them to the hospital. The city guards who were watching from a distance blew their whistles and stepped forward to negotiate, preparing to help. Gretel raised his hand to stop:

"Wait a minute! It seems like someone is injured. Let me take a look first and treat those who are life-threatening!"

Huh?

Want to treat people?

[Viper] Arezzo's heart moved, and he lay peacefully in the spider web technique, hugging his stomach, and groaned loudly.

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