Templar Sun King

"Hey bro, you're awake. I have to say you're amazing, you know what, I actually killed that mage. Mage, a storm mage of the Black Iron rank! I never thought that one day I would be able to defeat A mage, and still on the battlefield! God of the Sun, this is unbelievable!" The moment Wesker opened his eyes, his ears had to accept the excited words from the archer.

"Where is this?" The clash of swords, the shouts and roars of the soldiers have all disappeared, and it seems that the battle is over.

"Well, we are still in that valley, and I was trying to drag you out of here. But we survived and won!" Wesker heaved a sigh of relief, even the bloody smell lingering at the tip of his nose faded away. few.

He squinted at the archer sitting next to him, a young boy with messy hair and bright eyes full of life. Just a little timid, Wesker thought. The amazing thing is that he didn't even have a wound on his body. No, the middle-aged adventurer remembered that the archer had wounds on his body. Why now...

Aware of Wesker's puzzled gaze, the archer explained with a smile: "You must have heard of the white magic of the Grand Duke of Griffin and the healing magic of the church. At the moment of killing the storm mage, a priest brought Twelve shining spirits descended into the valley, healed all our wounds with holy light, and filled us with strength with a magical magic. The army of the noble council was quickly defeated, except for a few who came from the valley Run out, the others have already surrendered. Now the priest is considering how to deal with these prisoners."

Of course Wesker has heard of the divine magic of the church, and it only costs one coin to receive a divine magic treatment. In his cognition, divine spells have never been so cheap. Even Mage Bai's healing spells charge ten times more than the church's, if that person puts a gold coin in the pool. He maintained enough respect for this mysterious church that had just been born, and even worried for a while whether this practice would damage the image of the gods. It's like a commodity whose original price is 100 gold coins, but suddenly one day the price is only 1 gold coin, and the term cheap sale was born.

However, such a thing did not happen. The adventurers and commoners who had received healing magic in the church all expressed the amazing effect of the magic and the kindness of the sun god, and it did not happen that they would be unscrupulous because they could accept cheap magic in the future. . In particular, I heard that believers who believe in the Sun God can also go to the church to participate in an activity called "worship" on the seventh day of the week, pray to the Sun God together, recite poems, sing hymns, and even have holy songs provided by the church. meal. Of course, he only heard about the latter. After all, the establishment of the church and the spread of the Sun God belief in the entire Griffin Principality have just begun.

"I knew you must be stunned by this news." The archer helped him up, "Feel the body, and you will find that all the wounds have disappeared miraculously. Don't be embarrassed, I was also stunned just now. It's the most useful spell I've ever seen! Too bad I'm an archer, otherwise..."

Wesker has no extra mood to feel the magic of healing magic,

Although it took him less than ten seconds to find that no matter how serious the wound was, including the wound pulled by the magician's wind blade on his left arm, he had fully recovered from the church's healing magic. He frowned, really wanting to find a rag and stuff it into the archer's chattering mouth, his ears couldn't bear the damage in less than a minute.

However, the archer did not find this, and the other party had more good news to share with him.

"Seriously buddy, haven't you noticed any changes in your body?" the archer said mysteriously.

The expression on Wesker's face perfectly explained what doubt is. The archer put one hand on his shoulder and said enthusiastically, "You are already a bronze warrior, buddy!"

What? Wesker was really surprised. He was forty years old, and he had been in the position of high-ranking black iron for ten years. He had no hope for the bronze rank. But now, after waking from a coma, a stranger tells him you're a bronze warrior!

"It's true. When the priest of the church passed by you just now, he said, 'A lucky man, he broke through to the bronze rank'."

The middle-aged adventurer closed his eyes excitedly and carefully experienced the changes in his body. Sure enough, there was a seed of extraordinary power deep in his body, which was full of vitality and contained countless possibilities. Dou Qi seeds, the Dou Qi seeds that can only be condensed by bronze rank fighters. From today onwards, he is really a bronze rank warrior!

"It's unbelievable, isn't it? Me too. The credit for killing the opponent's magician is credited to the two of us, and another warlord said that the two of us were outstanding in battle." The archer was immersed in great joy and couldn't extricate himself , "The task reward will be at least half of the original basis! Of course, if we can survive until the end of the battle."

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"After the first probing confrontation, the army of the noble council camped at the edge of the Ash Forest, and we won a lot of victory. Of course, this is just the beginning. It is expected that the noble council will launch its first official attack on us in the morning three days later." The leader of the Second Legion is a high-ranking bronze warrior, but when he reported the battle situation to the Grand Duke Griffin, he was quite uncomfortable, because the people in the room looking at him at this time, everyone's strength above him.

Adam, the Grand Duke of Griffin, the middle-ranked white mage of silver.

Andrew, Minister of War, Gold Juggernaut.

Bit, silver high order.

Two unknown priests, he only knew one of them was Paul, middle-ranked silver.

Perhaps the lowest strength is a group of spherical creatures flying outside to treat injured soldiers, only the strength of high-level black iron. But even their powerful healing and defensive abilities made the Legion Master feel ashamed.

He had only heard that Frans' army would be blessed by the priests of the Church of Dawn during the war. After receiving the blessings of healing and defensive spells, Frans' army fought very bravely. Just a day ago, he witnessed what kind of situation it was, but the protagonist was not the army of Frans, but the Second Army of the Principality of Griffin.

Two priests from the Church of the Sun God flew in the air, and as they waved their wands, they sprinkled milky white holy light on the soldiers——afterwards he learned that one of the magic spells was called blessing, which means blessing from the sun god , can increase the fighters' abilities in five aspects: strength, speed, defense, endurance, and spirit--that scene is very spectacular.

Compared with the silver priest's group spellcasting, although the number of Yaolings up to 64 does not have the ability to group spellcasting and blessing, but whenever a soldier is injured, they will fly over and sprinkle holy light to heal the wound. Occasionally, they will also shoot a spell called magic arrow to attack the enemy condescendingly. Under such circumstances, the army of the noble council did not last long before it was defeated and fled.

"How are our casualties?" The question from the Minister of War brought back the thoughts of the head of the regiment, who was the direct leader of the Griffin Duke's army.

"Because of the help of the two priests and Yao Ling, our casualties are not large..." When he said this, the legion leader looked at the two priests sitting in the room. They were wearing dark robes and sitting upright. Noticing that his eyes were showing a very kind smile to him, "Ten of the thousand soldiers sent by the Second Legion died in the trial battle, and the number of injuries has not been counted for the time being, because most of them received timely treatment shortly after the injury occurred. The casualties on the mercenary side were higher, forty-eight out of five hundred killed and two hundred and thirteen wounded, all of whom received medical treatment after the battle."

Sitting above, Adam rested his chin on his right hand, quickly analyzing the report of the second army commander. Before the war, he never considered the issue of the lack of Templar units. After all, in the battles he encountered before, heroes + units could solve various problems. But real wars are different after all. Two priests brought 64 blazing spirits to bless and heal thousands of soldiers, which was obviously far from enough.

Yaoling, Priest, he needs more spell-type units. For the first time, Adam feels depressed about not being able to recruit infinitely from the sanctuary space. The standard battle qi and the glory battle qi have been analyzed. Perhaps he should let Simon speed up the progress of developing his faith and train his own priest in the Principality of Griffin.

Yes, just like Andrew's analysis of Glory Fighting Qi, Simon's achievements are more interesting to Adam. What Simon analyzed is not only the possibility of the church cultivating priests, but also the eleven temple spells of black iron and bronze levels, which can be learned by white mages in this world. Like Glory Fighting Qi, Templar spells also require recognition and even faith for learners.

The only difference is that the sanctuary and the sun god are recognized as mages. After learning, they need to read the spell, build a spell model, and guide the light energy to release the spell. As for faith, it is natural to become a priest. It's just that at this stage, Adam, who is the substitute of the sun god, doesn't have the authority and power of the gods, and can't bestow divine spells on priests, but the magical spells of Simon and the nine priests have been in normal use, making Adam guess whether it is the sanctuary space performing some functions.

"The next battle will obviously not be easy, Andrew, you will personally command it." The formal battle of the army will usher after the test station. Presumably the personal leadership of a golden sword master will make the soldiers more confident.

"Paul, inform Simon that the matter of the church will be put aside for the time being, and we will fully respond to the attacks of the Church of Dawn and the noble council."

In the response from Andrew and the two priests, the head of the second legion's head slightly lowered, he knew that the real battle was coming. (To be continued.)