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Fifty-eight, the true face of Karthus

. "One leg was blown off, her body was almost beaten into a sieve, her skull was damaged, and even her brain was leaking out. This may require resurrection, and there may be some hope!" After the military doctor was diagnosed with death, the unwilling Fili invited Bishop Isabella of the Aimetta Church, but after examining Renee's broken body, she finally came up with a frustrating result.

"Yes, Miss Renee is not a normal death. If you use the resurrection technique, you should be saved." Bishop Tanice of the Elise Church nodded in agreement, but immediately added a more frustrating sentence, "But there is no one in our place who is capable of using the resurrection technique, even if you search the entire New Neserel colony. This is almost at the level of the Gods' Chosen..."

"Voters? There seem to be two reinforcements from the local area. Unfortunately, the whereabouts of the chaotic army are unknown..." Feili stood up and looked around. There were craters with blue smoke and fragmented human bodies everywhere, and sporadic gunfire sounds from time to time, but this is not chasing the remaining enemies, but relieving the pain for colleagues who are unable to rescue them.

The battle is over.

After several rounds of violent shelling, the remaining elves finally boarded the small boats and rafts to retreat to the warships--they did guide the shelling position to the warships, but they also made up their minds to retreat, and were not confused by the opponent's temporary chaos and continued to fight. It is estimated that their commander also realized that no matter which side, it would be meaningless to continue fighting, it would only increase casualties.

In short, under the cover of the firepower of the naval gun, the Emperor* soldiers who had no time to hide were in chaos and had no intention of fighting again, so they could only let the elves leave. About sixty people were killed and injured in the shelling, which seemed not worth mentioning compared to the heavy losses ahead. But the problem is that Fili's girlfriend, Renee, the priest of the goddess of strategy, was also among them.

Moreover, she died on Feili and blocked the deadly shrapnel for him with her body.

So, no matter what, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, Feili will work hard to save her life. Whether from the perspective of a lover, comrade-in-arms or a life-saving benefactor, he is willing to pay enough price for this.

However, the reality is so cruel that it is disappointing.

After hearing the words of the two bishops, Feili took a last look at Renee's pretty face full of blood and made up her mind.

"Transfer to our orders. Everyone gathers! Except for those who want to take care of the wounded, all other people who can move will come back to search with me. As long as Ilminster or His Majesty Xinbu appears, contact each other on the fireworks signal..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Karthas.

"It's useless, Little Feili!" She gestured and asked her subordinates to disperse. Then she shook her head at Feili, "It's useless for you to do this. Even if you can find Ilminster or Xinbu, don't say whether they are willing to help, even if they are willing to help, this matter will not be done."

"Why? Do they not know how to resurrection? Or is it too late?"

"In terms of resurrection, they can use land. In terms of time, it can be delayed for two or three days. But the problem is that they have no way to interfere with Renee's soul!"

"Ah?" Feili was stunned for a moment, feeling a little confused.

"Ilminster and Himb can indeed perform the resurrection technique." Karthas sighed and explained to Fili, "but they were only favored by the magic goddess Mistra, and had a way to bring the souls of the dead from the paradise where the goddess lives. But your girlfriend is not a believer in the Mistra at all. They have performed the resurrection technique, and where will they save her soul?"

After hearing this, Feiri suddenly became depressed. In the magical world of Torrell, the real world of the gods, it is indeed possible to resurrect the dead, but there are many restrictions. If they aging and die naturally, it is impossible to save. Even if it is accidental, it must be found to cast a spell in a short time and ask the god to return the soul of the believer. If the god allows it, it can be resurrected. Of course, this requires extremely high requirements for the priests, and only at the level of the pope or the elect can one have this ability--or, or to be qualified to make such requests to the gods.

Although Ilminster and Himbu are qualified to make such requests to the gods, they have no way to cross the boundaries. For example, if death is compared to prisoners, then the gods they believe in are independent or semi-independent countries. A powerful priest like Ilminster and Himbu is the officer, and the resurrection technique is the amnesty order. However, this amnesty order can only be effective in the country where the judge belongs, but it does not work in other countries at all. If they two are allowed to resurrect Renee, it is equivalent to letting the amnesty order of the official Boot of a certain country pardon to pardon foreign prisoners. Although these two gods are ally, they cannot interfere in such a rough internal affairs!

"So...where can I find a high-qualified strategic goddess priest, well, I mean I can use the resurrection technique." Feiri asked anxiously.

"This... I'm afraid there may not be any of it in the continent of Feren. You should know that the Knight of the Red is not many believers at present, and she has no voters in the mortal world."

In other words, it is completely helpless... Feili felt that her eyes were dark and her future was dark. Other declining people were young people who lost their father and middle-aged wife. She was not yet middle-aged, so would she lose her wife?

After looking at Renee who was broken, his face suddenly turned pale, and then his mood seemed to fall into an ice cellar: How to save you? My lover. Alas, it’s all my fault for being useless! "But if you have to save her life, there is no way..."

Please, don’t say halfway! It will scare you heart disease. Today, my heart is already running overload. If you are so shocked, I’m afraid I will die of love and overwork.

"It's still timely now. Her soul has not had time to leave her body. It just needs you to make a small sacrifice for her resurrection. I believe you won't be stingy with this!"

Karthas showed an unfathomable smile, which made Feili feel in his heart. When Governor Norm asked the parliament for command of the new Demon Sobrey State militia, he used this excuse to rob the "Horse" elf sailboat he seized to pay for military expenses. The promised compensation at that time was not fulfilled until Norm ascended to heaven.

However, if it is for the life of his lover, he is willing to be slaughtered again. Even if he has to borrow money and rescue, he can't take care of it. Anyway, it's really not possible, and he can still escape by vain! At least, it sounds more decent than abandoning his lover because of being stingy with money. In this era of people's wisdom, if you still want to be in the vain world, you must not treat your wife as clothes, otherwise no woman will be willing to be your clothes.

Moreover, even without considering other factors, he hopes that Renee can continue to stay by his side.

Half a year of time and night has given the two a wonderful feeling. Although they are not as intense as the vows, they are like a cup of light tea, peaceful and memorable. They have experienced war and turmoil together, and shared joy and sorrow together. They have quietly changed the trajectory of each other's destiny, intentionally or unintentionally, making each other gradually approach until no one can separate.

Perhaps, in reality, most love is like this. It is full of charm in plainness. There is no vigorous feat, but it is better to be stable and lasting, so that both parties are willing to give it - even if not everything.

Therefore, Feili calmly prepared to be beaten up.

However, he heard a strange request.

"I need your blood, a lot of blood." Karthas said seriously.

Blood? Feili raised her right hand and looked at her thin matchstick-like arm. "Are you going to give Renee a blood transfusion? I don't know if my blood type meets it, it seems that there is no way to test the blood here."

"Blood type? What blood type? And what's going on with the blood transfusion you mentioned earlier?"

"The blood type is a hereditary trait that is manifested in the form of blood antigens...and so on. What do you mean is that you are not asking me to transfusion blood to Renee?" Feiri's eyes widened.

"She is dead, why do you have to give blood transfusion?" Kalsas looked even more surprised than Feri. "In addition, blood transfusion is a very dangerous thing. You can only try it when there is no priest performing healing and blood replenishing techniques, and it often makes the wounded die faster!"

"I know, this is a conflicting relationship between blood types... By the way, since it's not for blood transfusion, what do you want my blood to do?"

"Anyway, I just want you to donate some blood. You are a man, how can you look like!" Karthas was obviously a little impatient, "The soul is about to leave the body, and it will be too late if you don't hurry up! Is it OK?"

"Okay, of course!" Although Feili was a little confused, she still agreed. He rolled up the sleeve of his right hand and exposed his arm, "Did you bring a syringe? Remember to disinfect it with boiling water or strong liquor before stabbing it in."

Karthas showed a look of "being defeated by you". Instead of preparing the equipment, he walked into Fei, smiled gently, then suddenly stretched out his arms and hooked him hard, pulled his head down and hugged it in front of his chest. Feiri saw in fear that the female professor's eyes suddenly shone golden, and her cute little tiger teeth suddenly grew into terrifying fangs more than two inches long!

"Be good, relax, I will try to prevent you from hurting too much."

For a moment, Feili felt that the pair of fangs looked like two slender drills, suddenly piercing into her throat!

This intellectual beauty who claims to be the reincarnation of Karthas, the strongest wizard in history, turned out to be a vampire!

However, he had no time to think more.
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