An infinite journey starting from Baldur's Gate

As Yingxin cast the spell, everyone present couldn't help but look at him, even Karak who was lying on the ground crying.

He was also attracted by the unique fluctuations produced by the resurrection technique and looked up to check.

When they saw this scene, everyone's faces suddenly became happy, from sadness to joy! They all stared with wide eyes, shocked and glad at the pastor's return.

"Pull out that sword! Quickly!"

Yingxin, who was continuously casting a spell, suddenly frowned and gave orders loudly.

Upon hearing this, Weier immediately wiped away the tears from her eyes, and hurriedly did as she was told, removing the weapon that had pierced deeply into Ma Long's heart.
After all, if this thing continues to stay in the body, it won't save the person at all! It's a complete waste of effort.

Soon, after the resurrection magic continued to be infused into Malone's body, it quickly repaired the scars one by one, even the pierced chest!
However, the Holy Knight still showed no signs of waking up and remained like a dead person, even though his body had gradually resumed breathing!
The heart starts beating again!
Seeing this, some people will inevitably start to get anxious.

Astelon immediately stepped forward and asked a question, unable to hide his anxiety:
"What's going on!? Yingxin, what are you doing? Why hasn't he woken up yet?"

"…His soul has not yet returned to its place."

In response, Gale explained with a complicated expression.

As someone who had died once, she knew exactly where the problem came from.

The body is the carrier of the soul, but without the core, even if the shell comes alive, it is still a living dead person! It is just a "plant" that can only breathe instinctively.
I won't do anything else.

"Yingxin, don't you have any way to bring back Ma Long's soul?"

Having just cried a lot, Karak was in a bad condition and his voice was hoarse as he asked anxiously.

Ying Xin slowly lowered his arms, clenched his fists and responded in a deep voice:
"I also wish I could ..."

For him, if there is a way, even if it means giving up everything, he is willing to make Ma Long open his eyes and look at the world again.
As for these people, if the Holy Knight is not here, even if they win the war, it cannot be called a "victory". After all, the people who want to see that scene the most...

At this time, Harsin explained solemnly:

"There are only two possibilities for the soul not coming back. One is that he doesn't want to, and the other is that he can't return to the world for some reason."

"Perhaps... he has been taken to the kingdom of the gods he believes in."

All the priest can do is to restore the body so that the soul can re-enter it. It is not his business to decide whether the soul stays or leaves.

That is something that only God has the qualification and power to decide.

"No! Malone will never abandon us!"

Karak could not accept these two possibilities and shook his head to express his disbelief. The captain once said that he would not abandon any teammate.
I must lead everyone to the end! How could I give up the opportunity to return to the human world?
Or follow the "God" and leave?

Similarly, others did not believe the hypothesis put forward by the druid, but faced with an unpredictable outcome, people always tend to think of the worst, which is inevitable...

After all, what if it was true?

For a moment, everyone was silent. If the Paladin could come back,
Logically speaking, I should have woken up a long time ago...

As the saying goes, good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone. Immediately afterwards, a deafening voice came from the top of the Tower of the Moon!

The decibel level was so high that it echoed throughout half of the town of Rasven.

"Eileen!"

Hearing the sound, the angel who was fighting bloody battles suddenly stopped killing and rose straight into the sky. She would never forget this sound even when she died!

Sure enough, when Irene looked towards the source, she finally saw the enemy. Catheric Thom was standing by the tower, and beside him stood several wizards, casting spells at the same time, which was why his voice was so loud.

When enemies meet, they are naturally jealous of each other.
Suddenly, the angel flapped its wings and flew away from the battlefield like an arrow, rushing towards the target!

With the departure of the strongest fighting force, Jahira, Sefro and others went from being in a strong position to being in a weak position in an instant, while the cult army quickly regrouped and launched a counterattack!

The gap in numbers is still too big after all...

They were forced to fight and retreat to the bridge, preparing to use this building connecting the Moonrise Tower and the town of Raisven for their final resistance.
While facing the enemy, the pressure will be much less, although it is not a long-term solution.

But it's easier than being attacked from both sides.

"Back off! Quick!"

Jaheira waved his sword to protect his men while shouting out orders.
She and Sevro did their best to provide assistance, but one of the dwarven harpers was unfortunately overwhelmed by the enemy's horde and was killed.
But there is no time to be sad now, as deaths occur every minute and every second on the battlefield.
Maybe the next moment, it will be me!

Seeing all the above scenes, Harsin couldn't help but take a deep breath and said solemnly to his companions:

"Everyone, no matter what, we must continue to fight. We must not let Malone's sacrifice go to waste! Cheer up, everyone."

Although Gael was very sad about the druid's kind words of advice, he knew that reality would not change at all.

He immediately stepped forward to take command, slammed his staff into the ground, made a noise and spoke:

"She's right...Everyone, meet the enemy!"

Now that the captain is gone, only the mage has the qualifications and ability to command others. As a member who joined the group earlier,
No one is wiser or more powerful than her!

As soon as he finished speaking, Karak took the lead in picking up the axe and pounding it into the middle of the bridge, protecting the allies who had retreated.
He faced the enemies head-on, his body filled with burning flames, and he screamed with a crying and ferocious look:

"Come on, you damn bastards! Don't even think about hurting anyone else before I die!"

With the first one, everyone followed suit, no longer gathered around the captain, and took their positions one after another, ready to fight the enemy to the death.

They were risking everything and facing death, and the cruel reality did not allow the team to stagnate.

……

"What's your heart's desire? Damn..."

After receiving such a vague "answer", Ma Long curled his lips.
I really couldn't hold it in any longer and cursed the Riddler in my heart.

Things have come to this point, and he is powerless to change the outcome, but at least people still gave him some hints, which is much better than nothing...

After letting out a sigh of relief,
Malone turned around and looked at the magic door in front of him, feeling relieved.

Shar would not give up any good opportunity to disgust her rival Serenne to death, but this time the opponent did not get what he wanted.

"Good job, Yingxin."

After saying that, he subconsciously closed his eyes, took a big step and stepped into it.
Suddenly, a dizzy feeling came over me!
When he opened his eyes again, he saw the silver moon hanging high in the night sky. As the cold air entered his lungs, Ma Long's senses came back online one after another.

Before he could recover from the chaotic state of resurrection,

A loud noise caught his attention.

Sitting up and looking, I saw two groups of people on the bridge facing each other. The atmosphere was extremely tense, and it seemed that blood would splatter on both sides in the next second! The fight was fierce! (End of this chapter)