The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Under the attack of the reinforcements from the north and the south, most of the orc army was wiped out, and only a few fled to the south when the Harad war elephant appeared.

The air was full of the smell of fire, and charred corpses and siege equipment were scattered on the wide plains. The farms and barns on the plains were also burned down during the war, leaving only the scorched eaves and broken walls. The white walls of Minas Tirith were blackened by the burning siege tower. Among the corpses of many humans and half-orcs, there lay more corpses of horses and war mammoths. At dusk, only wisps of black smoke remained from the extinguished fire, drifting diagonally to the sky.

Eowyn walked a little embarrassed on the battlefield where the corpses were everywhere. Her helmet was knocked off in the battle, and there was a bruise on her forehead, and her black hair, which was contaminated with soot and blood, was scattered behind her head. While charging towards the Anduin River, her horse was killed and she also fell down and had to fight the enemy on foot. One of her shields was damaged in the battle, and then another shield was found on a nearby corpse. It is the iron shield of a Gondor soldier. Fortunately, the sword Hesally presented to her was still sharp and gleaming: "Heysally, where are you?!"

From time to time on the battlefield, surviving soldiers were heard calling their relatives and friends.

The sky in the distance was gray, the sea breeze brought a refreshing air-conditioning, and a heavy rain was brewing in the clouds.

"Hisally!"

Eowyn walked wearily among the corpses, the corpses of the dead were everywhere. After the Harads appeared, they separated in chaos. Eowyn did not see the friendly elf until the end of the battle. There were corpses everywhere. Compared with the half-orcs, the Harads fought more tenaciously and caused more casualties to the Hussars. She couldn't help but feel worried about this friend who hadn't known each other for a long time but had a good relationship. Not long ago, she saw with her own eyes King Xiuton, Iomo and Prince Xiude, the three of them led some hussars to **** the wounded into White City. But among the wounded, she did not see the elf.

Walking all the way to the east, Eowyn looked around. It was very difficult to determine the identity of each corpse on such a wide battlefield.

Suddenly, among the many corpses, she saw a gray wolf with white fur lying next to the corpse of a war mammoth.

Eowyn drew out the sword, she carefully looked at the huge gray wolf, its size was close to a war horse, and blood still remained on the sharp claws and the fangs that turned out from the mouth.

A gust of wind blew by, raising the dust on the plain. Eowyn clutched the tip of his nose and coughed twice. The wind and sand blocked his vision, and after the wind and sand drifted, Eowyn couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The gray wolf was gone, and Hisalie was sitting on the ground, her right calf swollen and purple.

"Hisally?"

"Eowyn?" Hisalie raised her head and her eyes lit up: "Oh! Elune is here. It's great to see you safe and sound. I am worried about you after I'm separated from you, but, but mine My leg is injured and I have been unable to find you. I can deal with ordinary wounds and stop bleeding, but such injuries can only be done by druids who specialize in healing."

"I seemed to see a wolf just now...?" Eowyn breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest: "Are you okay?"

"Of course I am fine. There are no wolves here, but my legs... Oh, bless the Moon God. A few months ago, my leg was scratched by the Black Knight’s sword. I thought the wound was early. It healed. As a result, when I jumped off the mammoth, I broke my leg." Xisalli scratched the back of her head in a bit of trouble: "Fortunately, no orcs here noticed me. The knights went around when charging. The mammoth’s corpse is opened, or someone will be responsible for digging out my remains from the mud."

"You're fine." Eowyn ignored Hisalie's sneer. She walked to Hisalie and held her arm: "I will help you to the hospital."

The hospital in the city of Gondor was overcrowded. People cleared a way among the corpses of the orcs at the gate of the city. People carrying stretchers and doctors were busy moving the wounded soldiers from the battlefield to the hospital. Someone noticed Eowyn and Hisalie walking back from the battlefield. Soon, the person carrying the stretcher came to them and sent Hisalie to the hospital.

The hospital in Minas Tirith can be said to be the place with the best medical skills in Middle-earth. Most ancient knowledge has been lost, but Gondor's medical skills are still enough to make them proud. Gondor’s doctors are good at treating wounds and pains, as well as all diseases that humans in the east of the sea can infect. In the past, in addition to prolonging their lifespan, they could cope with all kinds of incurable diseases and ensure that the humans here would not die due to diseases as much as possible. But now, their pride is facing challenges, one of the most intractable problems almost stumps all doctors.

"This is Sombra, wizard."

Talion’s wife, Youris, is in the hospital. She is already one of the most respected doctors here: “I saw this in the past when I was in the Black Gate. The source of this disease comes from the ring spirit. The sick person will fall into a deep sleep, and then become cold all over. Being injured by the ring spirit and its monster mounts, there is no way to heal it. Many warriors survived in the hands of the ring spirit, but died in the later infections. Eventually become a enslaved necromancer."

Virginia was lying on the hospital bed with red eyes, bandages wrapped around her arms, and an unpleasant herbal smell came from under the bandages.

"Damn... Is there a way to delay it for a while?" Zelin asked, sitting on the side of the bed: "It only takes half a day."

"It should have been possible in the past, but she was hurt too badly. I don't know if I can guarantee...I will try my best." Juris took a deep breath: "I tried everything I could to keep her tonight. Sober. There are many people here who have been hurt by the precepts, and I hope they can stick to it."

"That's enough." Zelin nodded. He remembered that Rivendell had a cure. If time is too late, he can take Virginia and fly to Rivendell overnight.

Virginia just opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. She couldn't see anything, Zelin kept holding her intuitive right hand.

At this time, there was a commotion at the entrance of the hospital.

"What's the matter?" Juris stood up, passed the doctors in the ward, and looked at the door: "Please tell the person at the door not to disturb the patient."

A guard ran in: "It's some elves, ma'am." The soldier looked confused: "Their leader claimed to have brought healing methods and methods."

Zelin was stunned for a moment.

"Hurry up and let them in!"

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ps: I haven't used automatic publishing for a long time, and I forgot...

Chapter 2526: The Healing of the Elves

As Zelin expected, when Francesca's figure appeared before his eyes, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"After regaining my strength, I rushed over." Francesca sat next to Zelin, reaching out and hovering over Virginia's injured left arm. Faint chaotic magic lingers on the scorched skin: "I think you are going to participate in a war, maybe I can help. How did this happen?"

"My magic is not enough, otherwise it won't be able to get close to me at all." Virginia lay on the hospital bed, her eyes covered with a clean cloth soaked in potion: "The eight holy spirits are on, and I will kill it by myself. It's a pity that you are not here. At the scene, I wanted to use the frost raised by the ice storm to block my vision. I didn't expect this trick to be really successful. Are its swords and helmets still there? I want to collect them as trophies."

The mage girl is in a good state of mind. After recovering from the weak state she just awakened, she has been excited about the battle with Zelin.

"Gnaiya never believed that I defeated a dragon priest, now? I defeated the most powerful enemy here, and everyone can testify for me."

"There is no doubt that you killed the enemy's commander in this war, and no one can do more than you." Zelin held Virginia's finger, her arm was injured, and there were wounds everywhere. Francesca used magic to treat the wound to avoid infection: "So now you must take a good rest, otherwise the person with the greatest credit will not be able to lie in bed and be unable to participate in the celebration party."

Virginia laughed.

"Enid told me last night that it only takes a week for my wound to disappear completely. Isn't it, Enid? Is Enid there?"

"I'm here." Francesca retracted her arm and moved for a long time to hold her forearm, which caused a little soreness: "Your wounds are mainly due to infection and curses. This curse will gradually transform living people into undead. You. Fortunately, if your wound cannot be properly healed within a week, it may be difficult to treat the decayed internal organs and organs in the body only with the artifacts in the order of warlocks. This is really an interesting curse that makes a living person start before his death. Festering like a dead person, but not hurting the soul."

"Holy light is on, you don't want to study this kind of magic, your Majesty?" Altea was sitting on the wooden chair on the other side of the room, and Hisalie was in the wheelchair on the side. The druid's leg was tied with a bandage, and Gondor's doctor handled the wound very well. Their medical knowledge made Zelin think that if so much advanced medical knowledge spread to hospitals everywhere in his world, maybe many people would survive.

After all, not everyone can afford the medical expenses of warlocks and medical school professors, and civilians in Gondor can also come to the hospital for medical treatment.

"Of course not, I'm just interested in some knowledge." Francis Carr smiled: "You should have known when you were in the Valley of Flowers. In my world, necromancy spells are listed as prohibited black magic. Unknown. The knowledge of "always arouses the curiosity of others, and understanding its nature can help me better treat the injuries related to it. Zelin, your war is not over yet, right?"

"This is the enemy's strongest attack, but it was blocked. However, this war will not stop there unless one party is completely wiped out." Zelin sighed. The chariot people's offensive against the river valley was disintegrated, and the Ruen and strong orcs' invasion of Rohan also failed. Now, the Gondor and reinforcements have defeated the Harad and the Orcs. Sauron's three armies were defeated, and no one would give up the opportunity to counterattack. The growth of human power will never compare to that of half-orcs. Maybe the half-orcs are very weak, but no one knows how the Mordor land can supply so many half-orcs' armies: "Aragorn is counting reinforcements, cleaning the battlefield, and counting losses. After all this is over, maybe you have to think about it. Mordor’s attack... and to cover the ring bearer to send the ring to the Doomsday Volcano."

Zelin felt his fingers were held in reverse.

"Sorry," Virginia whispered, "I...I didn't follow your plan."

"But your decision has helped more people. Maybe this is a better result. I believe Frid and Gnaya can handle Mordor's affairs." Zelin patted Virgenie in a reassuring manner. The back of Ya's hand: "Recover well. With Enid, you will be fine."

"It sounds like it's comforting someone who is about to die." Virginia smiled dismal: "When will my eyes recover?"

"I guess it's three to five days. This is the cause of the curse. Your eyes are injured, and Tamriel's healing spells... To be honest, its essence is to speed up the body's recovery ability and stimulate the cells. Active. But some wounds can’t just rely on their own recovery. The potion I prepared for you, you have to drink it every day for these two days. I know it’s bitter, but effective potions are never sweet.” He said, Fa Lanxiska took off the package next to the bedside table: "Look at what you are all injured. When the next war, you still don't know how many injuries you will leave on your body. I have prepared it for you. Some small gifts may come in handy."

She took out a few talismans.

"This is something made by the Order of Warlocks with reference to Tamriel's magic scroll. The technicians of the Order are studying how to store more efficient spells in objects, a kind of shield magic, just like Zelin's Quinn. The seal is like that, but it's definitely much stronger than the seal shield." Francesca explained to others while holding a talisman: "Thanks to Triss Merigold, she provided a way to summon fireballs. There are fewer and fewer warlocks willing to surrender their secret technology to the cult. If you hold it, if you encounter danger or in a melee, you can summon a shield by holding the amulet firmly."

"Thank you for your gift, Your Majesty." Altea stood up, took the amulet with both hands, and bent over and bowed: "I will take care of it, thank you for your concern."

Hisalie also stretched out her hands to receive the amulet, her legs were not good, and she couldn't stand up. "Elune is here, thank you for your kindness."

"Nothing." Francesca shrugged: "As for Vinnie, I will give you your amulet after you recover. I think you will have to rest in the hospital next."

"Ah..." Virginia opened her mouth, but in the end she said nothing.

The elf warlock put his hand on the mage girl's lower abdomen and stroked it twice: "I will be with you for these two days."

"Wait, you just said that this is to give Tamriel's technology to the Warlock Order?" Zelin suddenly noticed the problem in Francesca's words: "We are not saying that we should avoid giving Has the news leaked out? Who can guarantee that there will be no spies sent by other forces in the Warlock Order in the future? Don't forget, I was still asking Tishaya to help me investigate the news of the Renegade Warlock."

"Of course I won't tell them that this is the power of another world." Francesca eased her hand: "That's it. I told them that I would give some ancient wizard magic technology to the Order, and In exchange, I must have enough voice in the Council of the Order, and the number of elf warlocks in the future will also account for a certain percentage. They agreed."