A hundred meters underground in the city of magic, there is a heavily guarded dungeon. The dungeon is dark and damp, and does not see the light of day all year round. It is shrouded in a magic-forbidden ritual to isolate magic, and there are many legion members guarding the outside.
Those who enter it will never escape.
On this day, the dungeon seemed to be lively. Many undead scholars with alert expressions and serious faces came to the dungeon and set up various strict magic rituals. The villains imprisoned here in the dungeon looked at each other.
The time kept flashing, and they knew that a new person was about to be sent in.
In one of the cells, a legendary hero who is half human and half lich is sitting in meditation. Even if the cell is surrounded by demon banning rituals, all the effects of meditation will be suppressed to a minimum, and not even a drop of mana can be gathered in the body.
, but for mages, meditation is still the best way to recharge your batteries.
"I don't know who else fell into the hands of the Lord of the Undead... Judging from the previous movements in the city, it seems that the person who was captured was not an ordinary person."
"I must escape from here... Damn it, no matter who caused the movement just now, as long as they can get me out of here..."
The dungeon is filled with whispers of desperate and crazy people. The only people responsible for guarding the prisoners are lifeless undead and corpse witches without flesh and blood. If you stay in such a prison for many years, the end will probably not be any better.
If you go, you will either be driven completely crazy by the torture in your heart, or you will be completely executed if you fail to escape.
Those noisy whispers did not affect the legendary hero who was sitting in meditation at all. No matter what the illusion around him was, his heart was always clear, and there was no distracting thoughts in it.
If an ordinary mage had such perseverance and determination, it would be difficult for him to stand out in the process of casting spells. However, for this evil hero who is half human and half undead, this is a simple matter.
This is not something worthy of praise.
"I remember you... you are the necromancer who deceived the hero Jenny. I remember your name, you are Sandro."
There was a sound of recognition in his ears, and the evil hero opened his eyes and looked quietly at the person who made the sound. In another cell not far away, he saw a man with slender ears and pointed ears being imprisoned.
The elf, judging from the little blood stains left on his body, he obviously went through a lot of fighting before being captured.
"Who are you? I have never seen you in Eli." After being called out by the elf, Sandru asked calmly.
"I am the lord of the Quiet City appointed by the Elf King, Yin Wo, the Elf of Eli. Although my relationship with Jenny is not good, I know very well what you have done. You deceived the hero Jenny, under the guise of research.
In your name, you asked her to collect the undead artifact Ghost King's Cloak for you, and finally handed the artifact to Rhodes, which brought deep disaster to the entire Eri." Yin Wo reprimanded in a deep voice.
Listening to Yin Wo's rebuke, Sandro just shook his head: "It seems you don't know much."
Yin Wo didn't answer for a while. After recognizing that Sandro was the necromancer who deceived the hero Jenny and indirectly contributed to Eli's disaster, Yin Wo certainly didn't have a good look at him and let out a muffled sound.
Hum, then he turned his head to the side and ignored Sandro.
Not long ago, when the feast of the kings was about to end, Yin Wo's identity was exposed as expected. He had tried to use the most delicious apple pie in the whole Eri to trade with the King of Lust in the ancient legend, and with the help of pictures
The power of the beast of Larion, against the unrivaled Lord of the Undead.
However, what Yin Wo could never imagine was that the King of Lust betrayed him first. Not only did he use powerful mental magic to completely bewitch his heart, but he also learned all the information from his mouth and finally handed him over.
Given to the Lord of the Undead, what awaits Yin Wo is the fate of being imprisoned by the Lord of the Undead.
During the days he was locked in the dungeon, Yin Wo was thinking about how to escape from here all the time. The dungeon of the Lord of the Dead was heavily defended. Even if the surface of the Magic City was attacked, it would not affect it at all. This also made Yin Wo very worried.
He was helpless, but the persistence in his heart made him never willing to really give up, and he was always looking for a way to escape.
In order to escape from the dungeon, relying on Yin Wo's strength alone is naturally too much. The elites of the nearby guarding legions alone are strong enough for Yin Wo to drink a pot. If he wants to escape on his own,
That is something that cannot be done no matter what. For this reason, Yin Wo can only find a way to unite other prisoners who are also unwilling to be trapped here.
Just as Yin Wo was looking for a suitable opportunity to escape, a half-human, half-undead figure suddenly flashed across his sight. He also recalled some secrets spread among the jungle guardians and recognized the man who was trapped in the jungle.
The evil hero in the prison is none other than Sandro, who once deceived Jenny.
After a moment of silence, Yin Wo looked back. From other prisoners nearby, he learned that Sandro had been in contact with Rhodes not long ago, and he might be able to get information about the Lord of the Undead from him.
, so he took the initiative to ask: "If you want to escape from here, I think we'd better give up the grievances in the past and find ways to cooperate. I heard that you were taken away by the Lord of the Undead not long ago, and he told you
What did you learn? Tell me, maybe it will be helpful to our plan."
Seeing Yin Wo asking about the previous incident, Sandro couldn't help but frown slightly: "In my perception, he didn't seem to say anything, he just asked me to stay in a quiet room, and he would wake up every once in a while.
He came in to take a look at me, and he seemed to be just observing the changes in my reaction. However, according to my understanding of Rhodes, everything he did had a specific purpose, and he would never do such boring things.
, maybe something happened that I don’t know about... It would be nice if the Black Demon Sword was still there."
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After listening to Sandro's answer, Yin Wo was obviously very dissatisfied. Sandro's answer was tantamount to saying nothing and there was no useful information at all, so he said with a serious face: "It seems that you don't want to leave here.
You didn't tell the truth at all."
Sandro shook his head and glanced at him with a slight disdain, not wanting to say anything to Yin Wo. Then he sat up straight again and entered a meditative state again.
"Did you hear what I said?"
Yin Wo, who was unwilling to give up, continued to shout a few words to Sandro who closed his eyes. However, Sandro ignored him at all. In desperation, Yin Wo could only give up and turn his eyes.
To those busy undead scholars.
Looking at it, Yin Wo seemed to find something wrong. Logically speaking, the prisoners sent to the dungeon were all enemies of the Lord of the Undead. For other undead, death was not a pity at all. Throw them away.
After entering the dungeon, I almost ignored it. Even food and water supply were intermittent. However, the situation seemed to have changed at this moment.
As a member of the Jungle Guardians, Yin Wo also learned first aid techniques from the rangers. He knew how to bandage the wounds of injured animals in the forest, and he also knew many rituals developed specifically for first aid. This made Yin Wo feel a little uncomfortable.
Surprisingly, he actually saw from the undead scholars in front of him that they were arranging first aid rituals meticulously. That was simply impossible.
The emergence of this situation immediately made Yin Wo think a lot in his heart. His thoughts that had been sinking were completely revived at this moment. He thought about the person who was about to be sent to the dungeon, and the violent vibrations that came from above the ground.
It cannot be separated from the relationship. Not only that, his life must be extraordinary. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the undead scholars to arrange first aid rituals that monitor vital signs at any time.
When it comes to arranging first aid rituals, the undead scholars seem to be very poor, and it seems that they have never studied such rituals in detail before. For undead scholars, there is no need for them to use first aid rituals, even if they are injured.
No matter how serious the injury is, you can immediately be reborn in the realm of death. Compared with this, first aid rituals that can only slightly restore the injury are completely useless, and no undead scholars will conduct detailed research. p>
"The Lord of the Dead has an order not to let this prisoner die. Is the first aid ritual you arranged useful?"
Facing the busy undead scholars, the face of Warden Narns who came to inspect was full of anxiety. He had never received such a strict order, and he actually demanded that no matter what happened, even if everyone in the dungeon died.
Even light could not cause anything to happen to the prisoner. However, since this order came from the Lord of the Undead, he could only obey the order with all his heart, and immediately found the undead scholars who were most knowledgeable in first aid in the country, and asked them to
Complete the ceremony arrangements.
"Lord Narns, we used to be Brakada's mages. First aid is not what we are good at at all. What we use to save people and treat injuries is healing magic, and there is no need to use first aid at all." p>
Faced with the accusations and urgings of Narns, the faces of the nearby undead scholars were also full of helplessness. Who said that they had no chance to learn first aid in Brakada before? Now faced with Narns' request,
They can only try their best to arrange magic rituals with similar effects, but the effects of these magic rituals are far inferior to those of real first aid rituals.
Just when all the undead scholars were helpless, they suddenly heard a voice of instructions: "Your ceremony is completely arranged wrong. The proportion of water magic elements in it has been completely unbalanced. The therapeutic effect of first aid is not only
It relies on familiar magic. If the ritual is run like this, it is likely to bring various negative effects to the user of the ritual. Not only will the injury be unable to be cured, but it will actually make the user weaker."
Hearing these doubts, the nearby undead scholars were immediately furious. Some people actually said that the magic ritual they arranged had such serious flaws. Such accusations are quite severe. If they are not handled well, they will be punished.
Warden Nunns' punishment.
Looking in the direction of the sound, the undead scholars finally saw clearly that the person who said these words was an Eli elf trapped in a prison.
After recognizing the identity of the man's elf, the undead scholars could not speak the words they had just arrived. The elf's attainments in first aid are also recognized as the highest on the entire continent. Questioning an elf's knowledge of first aid
The attainments in magic are equivalent to questioning Master Brakada's attainments in magic. If it is spread, it will only make people feel ridiculous.
In the Elf Kingdom, first aid has an extraordinary effect. It can not only heal the injuries of elves and humans, but can also further benefit forest animals. Every year, there are countless seriously injured and dying animals, which are used by the Eli elves.
I recovered from my injuries little by little with first aid, and finally became alive and kicking again.
Facing the reminder from the elves, the nearby undead scholars did not answer for a while, and they all fell into elegance and silence. They were indeed not as good as the elves in Eli in terms of first aid skills, but in terms of wisdom, how could the elves be as good as mages?
Opponent? Soon there were bursts of rebuttal:
"How we arrange the first aid ceremony, what does it have to do with you, the prisoner?"
"Who knows what you are planning? Are you really so kind to teach us how to arrange the ceremony?"
Facing the constant scoldings from the undead scholars, Yin Wo shrugged nonchalantly: "Whatever you say, I just saw the first aid ceremony and mentioned it casually. If it really delayed the Lord of the Undead,
, it’s not me he wants to punish.”
Hearing Yin Wo mention the name of the Lord of the Undead, the undead scholars hurriedly silenced themselves. For a moment, they did not dare to say a word. In the entire country of the undead, the reputation of the Lord of the Undead can be said to be well-known by everyone. It has already penetrated into everyone's mind.
Deep in the heart of an undead, when Yin Wo mentioned the Lord of the Undead, no matter how the undead scholars refuted it, they seemed so powerless.
Rather than fighting for the moment, if the final first aid ritual is indeed flawed, what awaits the undead scholars in front of them will not only be punishment from the Lord of the Undead, but they will also become sinners in the entire country who cannot be purged, forever.
Leaving a mark of shame in history, no undead scholar would dare to bear this kind of treatment.
As Yin Wo mentioned, if he really ruined the Lord of the Undead's major event, Rhodes would not punish him as a prisoner in the end, but the undead scholars who did not complete the task well.
Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Warden Narns also did not dare to show any sign of neglect. He glared at the undead scholars nearby, hurried forward, and respectfully asked Yin Wo: "
This prisoner, after saying so much, I still don’t know your name..."
"Elf Yin Wo." Yin Wo Dandan replied.
"Yin Wo, is it..." After reciting Yin Wo's name silently, Narnes said again, "I wonder what unique insights you have about first aid rituals?"