Quadruple split.

Chapter 30

【Prayer of Perseverance】

Holy Optics Active Skill

Mastery requirements: Holy Light knowledge level 1

Consumption/limit: 15 mana, 10 faith, with language function
Effect: Pray for the designated target, increase its physique by 3%, increase its stamina recovery speed by 5%, and greatly relieve the bleeding effect. The duration is 120 minutes and the cooldown is [-] seconds.

[Remarks: Maybe you will die in battle, but please be careful for a few minutes and make a confession before your death to help me improve my performance. 】

Mo Tan's reaction can be said to be the fastest except for Ned. He has already taken action almost before the latter's voice has finished, applying the law shield to Futaba, who has the worst physique, and then hedging. At the front, Ned released Prayer of Perseverance, a divine spell with a strong buff so far, and the interval between the last Holy Word spell was not even more than one second.

There is no public cooldown for casting spells in [The Realm of Innocence]. In theory, as long as the player moves fast enough, they can use a large number of skills that are not in the cooldown time in a series, but this theory is not true. Yes, because even the lowest-level brainless skills need to make corresponding actions, gestures, or chant when activated, and even some low-level skills in the warrior system require an action such as raising a weapon.

Shooting requires pulling the bow and pulling the arrow or pulling the trigger, casting spells requires singing or making gestures, and if you use a whirlwind, you can't justify it if you don't turn it, right?

And Mo Tan's two skill activations just now may be nothing in the eyes of some NPCs or high-end players who have experienced a lot of battles (not yet), but it is enough to be regarded as a teaching material for a new recruit. Level skills used.

When Futaba was chanting the decree in a low voice, Mo Tan's other hand was already firmly aimed at Ned, and then immediately turned back to him and made two 'blessings' in the sect when the decree shield took effect. Meaning gesture.

(PS: In the skill description, the little finger and the thumb are lightly touched, the index finger is slightly bent, the ring finger and the middle finger are stretched flat, and then a palm is inclined downward at a forty-five degree angle.)
This is not because he is talented, and he is a good material for playing games, but because compared to other players such as Futaba, Mo Tan has a very obvious advantage.

experience!

Although the character of Hei Fan has used the skill once since the establishment of the account, it is still a simple lighting skill, but this does not mean that Mo Tan has no relevant experience.

As Tan Mo, he once faced two red-backed beasts at the same time and subdued them immediately.

When he was silent, he also accumulated a lot of combat experience under the attack of a large number of cannon fodder enemies.

Although the skills mastered by each character are relatively limited, if they are added together...

"Beautiful!" Ned, who was drawing his sword in the backhand, praised Mo Tan without looking back, then waved back, "Follow me!"

Yin Na, who was still a little listless just now, was the fastest. With the innate lightness and flexibility of the elf, she only used a few jumps to follow Ned closely. At the same time, the two feather arrows were already on the diagonal Pointing to the longbow on the ground, his pointed ears moved slightly, and he said loudly: "Behind the slope of about [-] meters in front, there are people fighting, and the number can't be heard!"

"It's too unreliable!" Salazar, the salamander monk, stomped the ground with his feet two circles larger than that of ordinary humans. In the next second, he appeared seven or eight meters away, faintly on the two gloves. With a few strands of energy flowing, he quickly followed the two people in front and turned back and shouted: "Krabbe, you bring the two of them with Hei Fan!"

Crabbe, the black-skinned orc who was suspected to have come from the African tribe, got up early and mumbled, "You don't need to say it."

Then he strode towards Mo Tan and Futaba...

"Hey! Wait a minute! What are you doing, big man?" Combining with Salazar's words just now, Futaba suddenly had a bad premonition.

Crabbe chuckled, stuck the axe in the leather sheath behind his back, pinched the two under his arm, one by one, and started running forward: "You two spellcasters are too slow, you need someone to take care of them. "

Futaba immediately dissipated the fireball in his hand, covered his nose with his cuff, and rolled his eyes.

Even if Crabbe is an orc who loves cleanliness, there is no odor on his body, but he still feels a little psychologically unacceptable if he doesn't do this...

Mo Tan, who was caught under the other arm, was much calmer. He was staring at the character panel at the moment, calculating the recovery speed of his magic power and belief value, and trying to increase his understanding of his character.

As the only support in the team, and one of the only skills is a flashlight, Mo Tan said that he was under a little pressure...

The distance of [-] meters is fleeting, even if it is just an ordinary person running such a distance, it will not take two minutes, let alone Ned and others.

In less than half a minute, everyone had already crossed the short slope not far away. The terrain here is relatively desolate, and it is not far from the border of Marshall Land. There are hardly any people in normal times.

but now……

Mo Tan was just put on the ground by the dull-looking Crabbe when he saw a tall figure flying into the sky and smashed in front of everyone with a bang.

This is a young man whose entire abdomen is almost torn. He is wearing a simple leather armor, and there is a fire emblem on his chest. His long chestnut hair is stuck to his forehead with sweat and blood, because he has lost blood. The many and somewhat pale lips were constantly trembling, and blood was pouring out of the mouth.

"Ah!" Futaba almost subconsciously hid behind Crabbe and covered his eyes.

"A lot of well-trained orc soldiers!" As the only other lady in the squad, Yin Na's endurance was much stronger than Futaba. She looked at the small black figure not far away and shouted loudly. Report: "They have the emblem of the fire claw collar on them!"

"I know! Take a look at him first." Ned's face suddenly turned ugly. He half-knelt on the ground and pressed the young soldier's abdomen, but found that this still couldn't stop the blood from seeping from the many wounds on the man's body. When he got out, he immediately raised his head and shouted, "Hei Fan, he needs to stop the bleeding!"

Mo Tan shook his head helplessly. The prayer of perseverance that could alleviate the effects of blood loss was still in the cooldown. The purpose of his blessing to Ned in advance was to slow down the CD as soon as possible. I covered a few more people in the battle, but I didn't expect things to turn out like this...

[If it was me in Tan Mo's time, I would never have made such a mistake...]

Sighing quite self-deprecatingly, Mo Tanping stretched out his hands, and a pale golden light appeared out of thin air around the soldier who was seriously injured and dying, and then slowly merged into the large number of hideous wounds on the other side's body.

That's right, this is the 'Lay on Hands' that he learned from the beginning, the low-end version...

A healing skill that restores a small amount of health to the target with a one-minute cooldown~
Of course, Mo Tan didn't forget to take out the book worth 20 copper coins at this moment. Although he has no combat ability (please don't think about the ramming angle and the chain COS meteor hammer), this off-hand equipment Anyway, adding 1 point of intelligence should have some effect.

As a result, it did play a role, although it was only 'a little'...

The young human soldier swallowed hard, grabbed Ned's hands with difficulty, and seemed to want to say something...

Ned hurriedly leaned over, while Mortan was staring at the prayer of healing that was about to cool down, and the other hand that wasn't holding the scripture was already pointed at the soldier of the Ran Dian team.

There are 10 seconds left until the skill cooldown is completed!
If the blood can be stopped, there is still hope that it can be rescued, although the orc warriors who are eyeing them have begun to slowly approach here, but...

There are 4 seconds left until the skill cooldown is completed!
It will be ready in no time!
Just when Mo Tan was about to make his first gesture, Ned stood up and sighed.

"he died……"

[Failed to use the skill, target status: dead]

The voice came at the same time as the system sound. After all, the soldier of the Randian team still didn't catch up with Mo Tan's skill cooling. The previous Lay on Hands was a drop in the bucket, and it was only enough to delay the pace of Death and let him leave a last word in time. ...

"It's coming!" Salazar walked to the front of the team, staring at the two dozen orcs in uniform half-armor down the slope, and said solemnly: "It seems that the other party does not intend to let us be complete. go back……"

Ned stood up with a gloomy expression, frowning: "Trash game, very poor experience."

! ? ! ?
Mo Tan, who was originally a little frustrated, and Futaba, who had been hiding behind Crabbe, froze for a moment, and looked at Ned in horror.

What did he just say...

Garbage what?What's so bad?
"I've seen many deaths." Ned raised his sword and murmured, "But this lad's last words are definitely one of the strangest... Okay, everyone get ready to fight! Or we'll have to die here too! "

Mo Tan and Futaba glanced at each other, and both reflected it. It seems that the dead man in front of him is not an NPC, but a player like himself. After all, the last words just now sounded like innocent The natives of the realm can say it.

For some reason, after knowing that the 'death' was not a bunch of data, but a living player, Mo Tan was relieved.

Well, even if the death penalty is excessive, the player will not really die...

"What about the rest of the Ran Dian team?" Crabbe pulled out his battle axe, walked to Yin Na and asked her, "It's all over?"

Yin Na smiled bitterly: "There are a few corpses in the distance. Compare the number. The soldier who died just now should be the last one in their squad..."

Click! !
Salazar suddenly threw himself in front of Yin Na, raised his hand and slashed sideways, smashed a war spear from the middle of the attack, and shouted in a low voice, "Don't talk about this, they are here!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the orc brigade not far from the opposite side pulling out their weapons and roaring and rushing over, closing the distance between the two sides at a very fast speed.

Because it took a little time to try to save the soldier just now, it is impossible for everyone to escape the opponent's attack range now, and the end of turning around and running is undoubtedly a string of spears thrown from the sky!
And if you face it head on...

The difference seems to be a bit big!

"Now we can't escape!" Ned stood at the front of the team and shouted loudly: "The double right-angle battle formation retreats! I'll make arrows! Drag it to Dieyan City!"

After saying that, he turned his sword and slashed at an orc who had just rushed up the low slope, forcing the opponent to block and using his strength to fly back.

With a small vertical jump, he went straight to the end of the team, and the few members of Fenrir's team didn't even move at all.

"What are you stunned for?!" Ned's eyes lit up with gold stars: "Do it!"

"But Captain..." Crabbe was swinging his axe at the moment and slapped an enemy who had just crossed a low slope. He vomited blood for three liters from the shock of his compatriot who was trying to fight against him, then blinked his eyes and roared: " What is a right angle array, and what do the arrows mean?"

Salazar clasped an orc warrior's shoulder with his backhand, turned sideways and slammed his elbow into the opponent's back, then threw his tail and swept him off balance, and finally completed it with a knee. This dazzling monk fight, shrugged at Crabbe: "Captain is talking about double right-angle battle formations."

"Can you understand?" Yin Na seemed to melt into Crabbe's tall shadow for a second, and then appeared at the same time as the three flying feather arrows, with a dagger in her mouth vaguely. Chong Salazar tilted his head.

"I don't understand." The latter shook his head naturally, and then pulled Futaba back, who was in a daze, to help her avoid a certain orc's powerful jump, but he almost got caught. Scratch: "Focus! The other party is well trained!"

At this moment, Ned has rushed back quickly, and while covering the two spellcasters, Mo Tan and Futaba, behind his back, he smiled dryly: "Sorry, I forgot that we are a bunch of rabble."

At this time, the small slope has been completely charged by the other two dozen people, and the two orc warriors who were knocked over just now also climbed up. It seems that the injury is not serious...

"The lackeys of the Marshall family!!" A gray-haired old orc with a warhammer roared and rushed towards several people, shouting angrily: "All have to die!!"

Two trajectories, one gold and one red, roared out from behind Ned, forcibly restraining the opponent's charge!

Fireball, Condensing Light.

Mo Tan and Futaba shot at almost the same time, but after restraining the old orc, they found that it was only a drop in the bucket...

"kill!!"

With a roar, the curtain of the battle was torn apart. These orc warriors, who were by no means a mob, neatly pressed down from all directions, and used weapons, bodies, roars and teeth to frantically attack the Fenrir team, which was at an absolute disadvantage, fierce and crazy!
Everyone fell into a hard fight almost at the beginning of the battle. Ned, Crabbe, and Salazar were all dealing with three or four enemies at the same time. Yinna's vigorous and agile movement was also on this small side. There is no advantage to the top, and he can only wait for an opportunity to raise his hand to return so many arrows while fleeing in embarrassment.

As for Futaba and Motan, who are protected at the very center...

The former's face was pale, and although the short staff in his hand had been waving again and again, the scattered low-level fireballs and arcane missiles could only barely break the enemy's defenses!
They have all been carefully calculated by the master and shot out at the best angle and rhythm, but these spell attacks that even the Great Magister would be amazed by are still difficult to achieve.

And the latter...

At the moment when all support and healing skills were on cooldown at the same time, Mo Tan lowered his hands weakly.

【I can't do it...】

【I can't do anything...】

Chapter 29: Final

(End of this chapter)