Chapter 71 [The first powerhouse under the starry sky]
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Chapter 71 [The most powerful man under the starry sky]
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From any perspective, Hussein is definitely not a good companion.
Duwei had been with him for a day. They prepared everything. Duwei cut down some branches with a knife, made a suggested snowboard, and put the unconscious Dardaniel on the board -
-Don't expect Hussein to drag the skateboard, that's impossible. This knight himself is covered in injuries, and he doesn't know what the texture of his body is. Du Wei couldn't help but take a few glances.
There is a desire to vomit!
Those wounds were really terrible! The flesh and blood were opened in many places, revealing the dense bones inside! There were also some wounds that exuded a burning smell, but were only tightly wrapped with layers of cloth.
The most terrifying thing is the location of Hussein's lower abdomen. There is a black fist-sized scar on that place. I don't know what was used to injure it. It was probably magic or something like that. The ring of muscles around the wound has been damaged.
It turned completely black. Even those black muscles were still slowly squirming and healing minute by minute... But while they were healing, there was a subtle crackling sound in the muscles!
The wound healed repeatedly and burst open again! You can imagine how painful this was.
When Hussein was bandaging the wound, he just explained: This wound was left to him by the presiding judge of the temple, a kind of magical corrosion. Even holy water cannot cure it. To cure it, he must
A great magician spent a lot of magic power to perform top-notch healing techniques on him.
The strength of the presiding judge of the temple is extraordinary, and the wound left almost killed Hussein. If Hussein's strength was not close to that of a paladin, he could already use fighting spirit to heal the wound to a certain extent...
…
But just like this, it caused the knight great pain. He had to activate his fighting spirit all the time and every second to heal the wound, and the wound itself was corroded and bursting every minute under the magic damage.
open.
In this way, a delicate balance was formed, but Hussein was in "fresh pain" every moment.
A man, with horrific scars all over his body, has been walking in this hellish world of ice and snow for so long, enduring pain that is enough to make people collapse... But Hussein's face is cold, except for the occasional flash of pain in his eyes.
Besides, he couldn't even hum. When walking, he straightened his waist as much as possible.
This person's temperament is not ordinary tough.
Under such circumstances, it is understandable that he would be grumpy.
Even in his previous life, Du Wei would be irritable and irritable when he occasionally had a toothache. What's more, this knight was subjected to that level of physical pain all the time? It was already very difficult for him to be able to endure without having a mental breakdown.
Amazing.
Du Wei tried his best not to offend this guy who looked like a barrel of fire. He silently pulled the sled and followed the knight on the snow.
They headed north along the Great Round Lake. The further north, the stronger and fiercer the wind became. Du Wei had already turned up the collar of his fur coat and his fur hat, which covered most of his face and only exposed a pair of eyes.
But he was still blown by the wind so much that he could barely open his eyes.
He couldn't even speak. As soon as he opened his mouth, a gust of light blew into his mouth, carrying snowflakes.
Almost completely instinctively, Du Wei walked behind Hussein. Hussein's tall body blocked Du Wei a little from the wind.
Walking in the snow was extremely strenuous. The two of them took two breaks, and Du Wei ran to the side with a knife to chop down trees to light a fire for warmth. During this period, Hussein didn't say a word, he just stayed silent.
Sitting with his eyes closed, he occasionally felt a trace of luck and fighting spirit.
Du Wei knew that this knight was using his fighting spirit to suppress his injuries and keep warm at the same time.
This is a kind of drinking poison to quench thirst. Even if Du Wei is not a doctor, he is a knowledgeable magic pharmacist after all. He can also see that the injuries on this knight's body are very bad, and his physical condition is almost on the verge of collapse.
Forcibly suppressing the pain with fighting spirit can only be tolerated for a while, but it will continue to worsen the injury.
But what to do?
"Why don't you use holy water?" Du Wei sighed: "I still have some here, which the old guy left when he left just now."
Hussein hugged the tree stick, closed his eyes and said coldly: "I can't touch the holy water. I am a traitor to the temple, and I have been cursed. The holy water in the temple is indeed a good healing thing, but because of the curse on me,
Not only will the holy water not heal me, but my skin will corrode as soon as it touches the holy water! This is the temple’s usual approach to traitors.”
Du Wei thought for a while and found some medicine from his arms. Some of these were left by the old magician, and some were collected by Du Wei while walking in the frozen forest with the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group.
Some magic plants and potions that you can simply make by yourself.
Although he hates this guy, he is his comrade after all. In this hellish place, if he encounters danger, he will probably have to rely on this guy to protect him. Du Wei took out some of his own wound medicine.
Hussein's face softened slightly, but his tone was still cold: "Thank you, but no need."
He returned the medicines to Du Wei and continued to rest with his eyes closed.
"Why?" Du Wei frowned: "This is something I prepared. It is synthesized from frost moss powder and Chikel grass juice. It can heal wounds. It is also the only wound medicine that can be found in this forest."
Hussein opened his eyes: "No, I said, thank you, but no need."
After a pause, the knight finally added: "The injuries on my body were broken by the ninth-level knight's fighting spirit. This kind of injury carries the power of the opponent's fighting spirit and cannot be healed by ordinary medicine. Unless a powerful magician uses it
Only by using top-notch healing techniques to dispel those vindictiveness and curses can I recover. Otherwise, your medicine will only increase my pain."
Du Wei was silent.
You can think about it... think about this knight's experience. He killed two knight captains of the Holy Knights of the temple! Two of the top knights of the temple, and a presiding judge! There was also an eighth-level knight.
, and several high-level holy knights!
This is a terrifying and glorious result, but it is not difficult to think about how serious his injuries were after experiencing so many tragic battles!
"Perhaps, this may be of some use to you." Du Wei suddenly touched in his arms for a while and found a white fruit-like object.
This thing looks like an ice pimple, but it is covered with fine lines. When you hold it in your hand, you can feel a cool feeling along the skin, and there is also a faint, light
The fragrance... is just like the mint leaves that Du Wei knew in his previous life.
But this thing is not an interesting thing. For many people, it is scarier than the devil!
The name of this thing is:
Ice berries!
It's the kind of thing that can be used to make psychedelic drugs, like drugs. (Solskjaer once considered whether this kind of thing could be used as a raw material to stimulate people's mental energy, but later gave up).
"Ice berries?" The knight showed a hint of surprise.
"Yes, ice berries." Du Wei said with a smile: "This kind of thing is hard to find, and I accidentally found one on the road. You should know this thing, it has psychedelic ingredients... However, if you take it infrequently,
A little bit can be used to relieve pain. You can try it, bite a little bit and take it, it can reduce your pain a little bit."
Just like...opium. Du Wei added in his mind that in his previous life, opium and morphine were both drugs, but they were also used as painkillers.
There is no good or bad thing in itself, the key is how you use it.
Hussein knew the goods, so he didn't refuse this time. Perhaps the pain of these days and nights had made him unbearable. He took the ice berry and gently used his fingernails.
I opened it a little and put it in my mouth...
This magical thing is indeed useful. After a while, the knight's tightly frowning brows relaxed a little. He seemed to be relieved and opened his eyes with a trace of relief, and his voice became much gentler:
"Thank you... I feel better indeed. This damn pain has kept me from sleeping for several days."
After a pause, Hussein glanced at Du Wei: "You also study magic potions? Nowadays, few magicians spend time studying magic potions. Most magicians focus on magic experiments.
, and potions...only people who can't learn magic will study it."
Du Wei smiled: "Then you are right, I am a magic pharmacist. In fact, I don't even have the qualifications to be a magician."
Hussein didn't find it strange, and said calmly: "Oh, what is your relationship with that old immortal?"
Old and immortal? Du Wei thinks this kind of title is very interesting.
"What about you? What's your relationship with him?" Du Wei asked instead without answering.
Hussein was silent. He thought for a moment and said calmly: "It's nothing. It's just that he can barely be regarded as my senior brother. Our strength comes from the same teacher."
Senior brother?
Du Wei couldn't help but laugh: "I heard you are only thirty years old, right? That old guy is probably hundreds of years old... You..."
"No, I am thirty-one years old this year. That old guy...God knows how old he is! Humph." Hussein seemed not to want to talk about this topic: "He and I are just brothers in name, but in fact we are not
I don't like him." After a pause, he stopped talking about the topic and said, "What about you? You don't even look fifteen years old. Who are you? Why are you here?"
"It's not that I haven't reached the age of fifteen, but that I haven't reached the age of fourteen." Du Wei shrugged: "I am from the Luo Lin family. Why are you here... You have to ask the old guy this question. He is the one who brought me here."
Caught."
"From the Luo Lin family..." Hussein thought for a moment and suddenly laughed. He actually smiled. This guy with a murderous look on his face looked at Du Wei with joy in his eyes: "Ah! I seem to have heard that
Exceed you. You are very famous in the Imperial Capital. You idiot son of the Luo Lin family, in the past few years, you have been talked about in the aristocratic circles of the Imperial Capital."
"You've actually heard of it." Du Wei didn't care at all what the idiot said.
"Yes." Hussein seemed to be immersed in memories: "Knight Commander Luke's uncle is a nobleman, and I was invited to attend his uncle's banquet... At that time, Luke told me that recently,
The biggest news is that Count Raymond's son is an idiot, and his uncle originally planned to marry the Luo Lin family. After hearing the news, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to mention it again. I remember Luke..."
Having said this, Hussein suddenly closed his mouth, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.
Du Wei didn't dare to say anything, he just looked at the knight quietly.
"Luke...was killed by me."
After a long time, Hussein suddenly said this in a low voice.
His cold voice carried a trace of indescribable sadness that penetrated deep into his bones. A hint of deep pain flashed in the knight's eyes. He shook his head vigorously: "Yes, Luke was killed by me, and Kai
Knight Commander of Strength. They all died under my sword."
Du Wei said nothing, but Hussein had already turned his gaze to the distance, and his voice seemed to be talking to himself: "Oh... Lord Luke, Lord Kaili... and Gefeit, poor brother
Fit, I am the same age as me. When we were young, we trained together in the temple and passed the exam together to enter the Holy Knights. He is like my brother...my brother...but I stabbed his heart with my own hands.
.Let me think about it, who else...oh, and Stella, that enthusiastic southerner, who always had a thick southern accent when he prayed, and we all used to laugh at him when we were kids...oh, him
He was cut into two pieces by my sword! And..."
Du Wei was suddenly surprised to see a tear slowly roll down Hussein's cheek.
"They are all my friends, my brothers, and my comrades-in-arms. We trained together, learned martial arts together, practiced together, and rode horses together... Now they died under my sword..." Hussein
His eyes began to become frantic, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "Why! Why!! Do you fucking know why!!"
He suddenly stood up, stared at Du Wei with his bloodshot eyes, and growled: "Do you know why this is! Do you know!!"
"...I don't know." Du Wei frowned. He realized that something was wrong with the knight's mental state and stepped back cautiously.
"Because... hahahaha..." Hussein suddenly laughed unconsciously, with a frivolous flavor in his laughter: "Because! Because His Majesty the Pope! Damn it, His Majesty the Pope said, 'Oh, this is
God's will!', and then they ask us to bleed and die!! It's all because of this damn word! This damn 'God's will'!!!"
"Knight Hussein." Du Wei said in a deep voice: "You are too excited, please sit down first."
Hussein took a deep look at Du Wei. His eyes were still very strange, as if there was a trace of... confusion.
However, he still sat down, which made Du Wei feel a little relieved.
"Hey, boy, do you know why I am being hunted by the temple? Why do I become a traitor to the temple? I, Hussein! Since I was thirteen years old, everyone in the Knights has regarded me as the pride of the temple.
! They think I am the greatest knight in a hundred years! They even think that I will definitely become the leader of the Holy Knights in the future! Only a Holy Knight can become the leader! The Holy Knights have not had a leader for a hundred years!
But I will definitely become a Paladin! I will be the leader of the Holy Knights of the Temple! Haha! But now, I am being hunted like a mouse! Hiding!!”
Listening to Hussein's tone becoming increasingly violent and his eyes becoming more and more confused, Du Wei became increasingly uneasy!
Suddenly, something moved in his heart!
Oh no!
Look at the bitten ice berry in the knight's hand!
Du Wei understood what the problem was!
Ice berries!! I’m afraid the amount of ice berries taken is too much! The knight’s spirit is disturbed by this magical plant, just like the mental confusion people get after taking drugs!
Snapped!
With a crisp sound, Du Wei found that the tree stick held by the knight had been crushed in his palm!
"You know...if I could do it all over again...I would never choose to enter that damn church! Damn...the church!!" Hussein gritted his teeth.
Holy church?
Du Wei knows this name. The sanctuary is a place in the temple that specifically stores the badges of deceased holy knights.
All dead holy knights will have their badges stored in the temple and receive blessings from the gods.
"Just the year before last, before I became the third knight captain... His Majesty the Pope, according to tradition, asked me to serve as the guardian of the church for one year." Hussein's voice deepened, and his mental state was completely lost.
In memory:
"Temple Guardian. This is a process that every Knight Commander of the Holy Knights must go through before taking office. When I was awarded the Temple Guardian, everyone knew that I would become a Knight Commander...
However, I didn’t expect that that was the beginning of my nightmare! The beginning of a nightmare!” Hussein suddenly laughed, his smile oscillating with the strong wind in the ice and snow, like a ghost...
"Boy, do you know who the most powerful and greatest holy knight in the history of the temple is? Do you know?"
"...Uh...is it you?" Du Wei answered cautiously. He felt that the knight had gone crazy and his spirit was a little abnormal at the moment. It would be better not to offend him.
"Me? Who am I! Compared with that person, I am just an ant!" Hussein's tone suddenly became extremely respectful:
"In hundreds of years... no, even in a thousand years! Countless powerful people have appeared on the mainland, such as the first warrior in the mainland, the strongest knight in the mainland, the strongest magician in the mainland, the first magician in the mainland... etc.
Wait, over the past hundreds of years, there have been many, many strong men like this...but there is only one title that only one person has received in the past thousand years!"
"What title?"
Hussein took a deep breath, and a sickly red color appeared on his cheeks: "The strongest man under the stars!"
The most powerful person under the starry sky?
This title is indeed more majestic than the number one warrior in the continent.
Du Wei licked his tongue: "Who is this person?"
"This man was a former holy knight, and his holy knight badge is stored in the church." Hussein shook his head: "Unfortunately, it has become my nightmare."
Du Wei's appetite was already whetted. He carefully used soft words to guide Hussein to say: "This person is..."
"His Majesty, the great founder of the Roland Empire, the founder of the great empire... The only person in the past thousand years who is qualified to be called the strongest person under the starry sky... Aragorn Roland! His power lies in the fact that no one can copy it! Because
Not only was he the top magician! He was also the strongest knight at that time..." After a pause, Hussein added:
"Holy Knight! His Majesty, the Founding Emperor, once joined the Holy Knights! He owns the Holy Knights badge, which is stored in the temple! That badge has become my... nightmare!"
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