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After Maxing out all Classes CH 129

Author:Endless Changes Category:Unreal Update time:2023-01-02 23:56:32

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Chapter 129: What about your resurrection spell

White Moon said angrily, “If we leave them alone today, they may appear on the battlefield and kill our people tomorrow.”

“Mhm, I understand what you’re trying to say.” Robb said with a smile, "But it’s just like how I promised not to let Bishop Elsie leave Westwind Town.

I also promise not to let these 32 people leave.

As long as they can't go out, they can no longer appear on the battlefield and become your enemies.

Isn’t that right”

White Moon snorted angrily, “Do you really want to force me to attack your little town"

There was a strange smile on Robb's face, "attack, come and attack!"

He looked at the four or five hundred werewolves outside.

He was drooling and wanted to catch all of them as a labor force.

  However, ‘as long as people don’t attack me, I won’t attack them’ is the major principle of Robb's life.

If White Moon does not act first, Robb won’t enslave them, so now he is just waiting for them to attack the town.

As long as White Moon dares to attack the city, he’ll instantly become a labor worker.

Bishop Elsie, who knew what he thought when he saw Robb's expression, was confused and embarrassed, thinking, [father Robb often talks about the need for population and the development of capitalism.

If General White Moon acts rashly, he may force him to become part of the labor force of Westwind Town.

Alas, I'd better come forward and help General White Moon.]

He hurriedly stepped forward and said loudly to White Moon, "General White Moon, Westwind town is not a place you want to attack.

The three hundred men under my command and I are now part of Westwind town.

If you want to attack Westwind town, you have to face our warhammers."

“You… Elsie, you bastard.” White Moon jumped to his feet and shouted angrily outside the town.

Still, he really dared not attack the city.

he only had a guerrilla army of four or five hundred werewolves, and he would not be able to beat the three hundred Templar Knights under the city.

After all, the defenders always have the advantage.

If the attackers did not have more than twice the strength of their enemies, they should not even try to fight.

"I’ll give you a few more days to laugh!” White Moon said angrily, "when the main army breaks through Bright Road, you little west wind town…."

  “Main army Will there be hundreds of thousands of people” Robb was overjoyed, "won’t the population of Westwind Town increase dozens of times then At that time, we could be called West Capital.

Call them quickly and ask them to come.

"

White Moon: “……”

There was no reason to talk to such a deranged guy.

White Moon turned, took his axe from the necromancer's body, carried it on his back, and ordered loudly, "Go! Move immediately.

The rebel army will soon be surrounded.

We don't have time to talk to psychopaths here.”

He leaped forward and turned into a giant silver wolf, and ran back to the Black Pine Mountains with his large pack of giant wolves.

The scene was quiet again, except for the sobs of the two nuns of the Church of Darkness and the others who had just taken refuge in the town.

  Another priest knelt at the town gate and cried at the scene of the necromancer's body outside, "Master!"

Robb waved and said, "one person, go and bring back the necromancer's body, you two little nuns that are crying.

Stop crying for now.

I'll get upset.

Come here.

I have something to ask you.

One of the townspeople went out of town to carry the body, while the two nuns went to Robb.

The two nuns were only about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in black nun clothes, their heads covered with hoods.

The only difference between the nuns from the Church of Light seems to be the color.

Robb asked, "what's the matter with you guys"

The two nuns did not know how they would be treated.

They were uneasy, coupled with the grief of their mentor's death, leaving them speechless for dozens of seconds until Robb threw them a dispelling spell.

"We are from Lost City," one of them said in a slightly sad voice, "We are the clergy from the Church of Darkness, touring nearby villages and towns at the order of the high priest.

We spread the teachings of the Church of Darkness to the people.

It had all been going well.

Until… a pack of giant wolves sprang out of the forest while we were on our way to our next village this morning.

The guards were wiped out in an instant, and then master told us to run to Westwind Town, saying that there might be a way to survive by running here.”

Robb nodded, “As expected.”

The two nuns raised their heads and asked in a somewhat timid tone, "We… what will happen to us”

Robb smiled gently.

"of course, I won't have you burned.

If I wanted to burn you, I wouldn't save you."

This eased the nuns’ minds a bit.

Robb immediately changed his tone and said, "but you have to be punished with hard labor.

Each person will have to carry ten thousand bricks a day."

Two nuns: “……”

"ha, it's just a joke…" Robb laughed.

"Father, the Necromancer's body has been brought back." A townsman placed the body of the necromancer in front of him.

The necromancer was also very unlucky.

He was cut from the shoulder to the abdomen with an axe by White Moon.

He was almost cut in half.

The two little nuns and the priests and apprentices next to them could not help crying again, "Master! In order to save us… "

"Don't cry." Robb said, "aren't you priests Just use resurrection! Use it on your master, and voila.

Officials of the Church of Darkness should also have the resurrection spell."

It suddenly occurred to him that he had been in this world for months and had never seen anyone use resurrection magic.

Perhaps, it is difficult to learn, or it consumes a lot of magic, or it takes too long to use.

Resurrection magic may be subject to great restrictions here.

Anyway, he just has to ask first.

When he asked, the faces of the priests and nuns immediately showed an oblivious expression, "Resurrection We… How could little priests and nuns like us use that kind of top-notch magic "

Robb cut the conversation and looked at Bishop Elsie, "you're a bishop, aren't you"

Elsie shook his head hurriedly.

"how can I learn such advanced holy magic as resurrection To use that type of magic, I have to be the most pious and fanatical priest, infinitely close to God." 

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