It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 377: Someone fell from the sky... (Ten thousand rewards plus three updates)
Chapter 377: Someone fell from the sky... (Ten thousand rewards plus three updates)
Kenneth filled a pot of water in the mountain stream, raised his head, and drank a gulp of water until he was full. He wiped his mouth, dipped the leather jug into the mountain stream again, and made a loud sound:
"Unlucky place! In the middle of summer, the water can be so cold!"
"Stop dilly-dallying! Move faster!"
Someone shouted from above. Kenneth agreed, plugging the lid of the kettle while climbing up. In a hurry, he missed his footing and rolled down the hillside. Half of his body was immersed in the mountain stream. He finally struggled.
I got up and climbed up the ridge again. When I came up, I was stunned on the spot:
The entire team, including eleven people except him, were all dead on the ground.
"Here's another one!"
Someone shouted from behind. Kenneth turned around suddenly, but before he could see the person clearly, a flash of sword was right in front of him.
For this king-selection battle, the Glory Bishop Church has sent more than just Archbishop Geroni.
What the archbishop could mobilize at any time was an action team from the Inquisition, two teams of soldiers posing as caravan guards. They did not join the mission, but were active in or around the royal court in various capacities.
There is also a barbarian team and an orc team that can carry out missions at any time as long as the money is available.
A little further away, there are several expedition teams in the wilderness, which can be summoned in advance. Before the Archbishop arrived, he even knew that a team headed by a level 10 knight base and a level 15 great ascetic monk was in the northern section of the Black Gate Mountains.
Of course, this team is not prepared for the dwarf kingdom. Instead, when the king selection begins, the entire kingdom's eyes are focused on the royal court to perform some special task. However, when it comes to a last resort, the archbishop can still send a message to
They asked for help...
It is not a last resort now. Archbishop Geroni just ordered the three groups of action teams around the royal court to move closer to the Dwarf Holy Mountain. Try to cover up your traces as much as possible, and if possible, create some surprises for the opponent.
——Of course, the Magic Council did not let Archmage Serrano and the others fight alone. When Grete rode on the back of a goat and marched stiffly to the top of the mountain, he did not know how many people were there for his safety.
Hiding, lurking, investigating, and fighting around the Holy Mountain...
In fact, Gretel had exhausted all his might just to keep up with the team.
"Ugh...it hurts..."
He slowly crawled out of the tent, stood upright in the sun, and beat his back, waist, and legs. Yesterday, he was stiff on the goat's back for a day, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain!
The dwarves all looked sideways. Gavin spoke quickly and had already shouted:
"Didn't you come up on a goat?"
That goat was the only one in the team with a saddle! And Bernard was holding on to the goat's horns from beginning to end, without him having to worry about controlling it!
Grete hesitated to speak. Feilai was taciturn, Hanna was busy packing her things, and Jinna was silent again and again, sighing:
"I remember that when you arrived at the royal court, you also came in on goats, right?"
"But it's not that steep along the way!" Grete grinned and punched his thigh. There were women present, so it was not easy for him to rub his inner thigh, God knows where the pain is the most——
"When you enter the royal court, you take the right path after all!"
It's nothing like here, except for ridges and ridges, rocks and rocks, and no road at all!
The slopes on both sides of the ridge exceed 60 degrees!
"...You're too nervous." Prince Rosega came over to help him sit down. Seeing Gretel hissingly inhaling and his facial features tangled together, he endured it again and again, and opened his mouth to give him some guidance:
"Relax your waist, follow the goat's footsteps, and just follow it. If you are really afraid of falling, just hold on to the goat's horns, don't tighten your back, and don't hold the goat's belly between your legs..."
Grete nodded with a grimace. Jinna and Gavin squatted far away, muttering and looking at each other:
"Oh, humans."
"Oh, mage."
"As long as you can walk, don't ask for too much."
"After all, we are not dwarves..."
Bernard squatted on the edge without saying a word. He packed his sleeping bag, packed his tent, piled stones, poured water into the pot, put bacon, potatoes, and cabbage. After everything was packed, he came over with the pot:
"boss--"
Grete helped him move over step by step. When he came to the stove made of stones, he patted the space bag, and a pile of charcoal fell down. Then he stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the flames came out, and the stove suddenly burst into flames.
firelight.
"sharp!"
"It's comfortable to go out with the mage."
"Gretel, you are amazing!"
The teammates cheered loudly, and each person reached out for a bowl and took a bowl of hot soup. They toasted the hot bread by the fire, sandwiched a piece of cheese, and ate it in big gulps.
"Grete, come here!" A sandwich was stretched out from the side, but Gavin returned the favor and stabbed it directly under Grete's nose:
"You want to try our stuff too!"
With the dwarves watching eagerly, Gretel has no other choice but to accept this kindness...
That thing is not so much a sandwich as it is two thick pieces of unleavened bread, solid, with a layer of cheese sandwiched inside, which is more than one centimeter thick!
Grete struggled to open his mouth as wide as possible before taking a bite of the bread and cheese. The goat cheese had a strong sour taste, and as soon as it touched the tip of his tongue, Gretel was immediately sour that his facial features twitched.
As we reached the top of the mountain, the cold wind became more and more biting, even in summer. Only by eating a hot meal in the morning could we withstand the knife-like cold wind. Gretel managed to take a sip of meat and vegetable soup and put the cheese sandwich on the
Swallow it and comfort yourself:
Think of it as understanding the local flavor…
They meandered along the ridge. The Hermon Mountains are said to be formed from the bodies of giants, but in Grete's view, they are formed by the extrusion of the earth's crust and have been eroded by glaciers for a long time. The mountains are long and narrow, with more than a dozen peaks several thousand meters high.
Vaguely connected, the ridges are steep and the walls stand like knives.
At this moment, the group of people walked north on the back of the knife. To the right was a vast wilderness, and to the left, as far as the eye could see, one could even see sparkling waves. There were steep hillsides on both sides, and a trail in the middle, which was wide.
It's only a few meters, and at its narrowest point, it can only allow a goat to jump across.
When I raised my head, I saw the snow-capped cape, so close that I could reach out and touch it.
The mountain wind howled. Gretel gave himself the blessing of [cold and heat resistance], and wanted to give it to others. Prince Rosega was the first to jump away, waving his hands in decline:
"No, no, no! According to the rules, we have to climb up on our own! Besides, the wind is nothing to us. You keep your spells and prepare for changes!"
The others followed suit and refused. Gretel could only shrink his hands silently, grabbed a handful of casting materials and put them in his pocket, ready to deal with special situations at any time. For example, releasing the Feather Falling Technique for his teammates, or throwing a Dragon's Breath Hand out...
Setting off on this day, the formation changed again. The shield warrior Felai took the lead, Prince Rothergar was second, and Bernard walked in the middle pulling Gretel's goat.
Hanna followed closely behind them, looking left and right. Gavin and Jinna got behind each other, and the two of them got together, whispering and laughing from time to time.
"Gavin, don't talk!" Prince Rotherga suddenly turned around and scolded Grete.
"What's wrong?"
"There seems to be something wrong." Bernard tightened his hand and grabbed the goat's horns. The goat stopped immediately. He stood in front of Gretel, took a breath, closed his eyes, and listened:
"I always feel something is wrong, but I just can't tell it. Boss, don't stop the protective spell on your body, keep it on!"
Gretel didn't think anything was wrong, but Bernard was so solemn that he repainted the mage armor and threw one on the front, back and left. His left hand reached into his pocket and silently held a test tube of oxygen.
At the same time, the dwarves also took off their weapons and held them all in their hands. Bernard had a sheep's horn in one hand and a big bone club in the other, and he walked in the team like a tiger.
Behind the rocks in the distance, a man in gray clothes lay down, pulling up his hood to cover his face. The clouds moved, and soon, his figure merged with the rocks, and he could no longer be seen clearly.
From morning to noon, from noon to afternoon, nothing happened. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Prince Rosegar turned back and said to Gretel on the back of the sheep:
"Today we have arrived at the Holy Mountain and stopped below the snow line. The goats can't climb up, so we have to find a place to settle them. Tomorrow we will climb up on two legs. There is a place for tying sheep nearby, right here
In front, some rocks may have fallen apart after not being used for too long. We were the first to arrive, so we need to repair it..."
The sun was setting in the west. Bernard had already begun to look left and right, looking for a place to camp tonight. Suddenly, the goats the team was riding became collectively restless!
"hold head high--"
The leader of the sheep screamed loudly. Gretel didn't even react. He was pushed backwards and almost fell over. At the critical moment, Bernard's hand holding the sheep's horn added strength in time and pressed down:
"Hey!"
Gretel barely sat down. The other dwarves were not so lucky. They were carried by their mounts and turned around to run away. The goats did not even care about the sheep, turned their backs to the mountain, and ran away like crazy. The dwarves could only be heard shouting at the top of their lungs:
"Stop, stop - hold the goats, don't let them jump off the cliff - run along the ridge, along the ridge -"
What happened? Gretel didn't have time to ask. First, he slapped the protective spell on himself. Just after taking the second shot, there was a sharp roar above his head, and a huge sense of terror fell down. Before he could see it, it was already
It’s so oppressive that one can’t breathe——
Gretel suddenly raised his head. White mist surged overhead, and snow and dust rolled down like a wall!
"Avalanche!" Gretel yelled. Suddenly, his body became light and Bernard was already lifting him up. The leader of the sheep under him let out a scream, turned around and ran away. After two steps, a figure passed by, and Bernard grabbed him.
Wearing Gretel's belt, he can run faster than a sheep!
run!
Run!
Run!
Gretel had no time to protect himself, so he turned around and kept casting blessing spells on Bernard. [Cat's Lightness]! [Bear's Tenacity]! [Wild Bull's Power]! [Shield Technique]! [Mage Protection]
First】!
Snow waves surged behind him. Grete didn't dare to look back. He only heard the sound as dull as thunder approaching, and the snow mist had already touched the upper part of Bernard's shoes. Suddenly, there was a loud bang in front of him, and something huge came from behind.
Smashed down from the air, cutting off the way forward——
The two people were hit by snow waves, unable to stop the car, and hit it head-on. At the critical moment, Bernard picked up Grete, used a bone stick to support it, jumped on top of the thing, and then jumped from the other side.
The snow waves rolled up and stirred up the waves of Laogao, but finally stopped on it and did not continue to extend forward.
"Hoo, ho, ho..."
Gretel held up his knees and gasped for air. He turned around, looked at the huge existence falling from the sky, took a few steps back, looked again, and stepped back again...
"It's actually a dragon! - Didn't we say that the dragon is still seven or eight hundred miles away?"
(Who dares to say "Sister Lin fell from the sky?" Who am I to bite!)
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