Blue and White Society - Chapter 78

[Chapter 69 The God of Time Traveling]

“Impossible…” They knew that magicians possessed great power, but the resurrection was still too outrageous.

There are also some mages who have researched the spell of rebirth of the dead, but those are undead, and real resurrection does not exist.

Especially when the other party used very holy power to heal Mrs. Knight just now, how could he use such an evil technique?

At this moment, Mo Poor faced the corpse on the ground and wanted to activate the resurrection technique.

However, he was taken aback, but found that he could not revive the other party.

Because the big knight is an enemy unit, he just killed it with his own hands.

His resurrection technique can only be used on friendly units. According to the hostility judgment tested in League of Legends before, anyone who kills can be resurrected, but he himself can’t.

“I remember that there are resurrection props…”

Mo Poor searched in his backpack, and soon found a goblin pacemaker, which had a chance to revive a dead person.

Right-click on the woman and trade directly to her.

“Ah! This is it?” The woman couldn’t see the transaction column, but she could vaguely feel that the Shengmu in front of her was about to trade with her. No matter what she paid, even if she didn’t pay anything, she could still get an item.

After accepting it in her heart, she suddenly felt that the inner pocket of her clothes sank, and something appeared on her body out of thin air.

“It’s amazing…” The woman looked at Shengmu ignorantly, not knowing what it meant.

“Resurrect him.” Mo Poor said.

The woman is just an ordinary person. Although she also felt that it was ridiculous to resurrect her husband with such a strange thing, the power and mystery of Shengmu still made her want to try it.

“Be careful, it may turn Lord Knight into an undead!” Someone on the tower reminded.

However, the woman shook her head, reminiscing about the previous holy light. She could feel that it was a kind of sacred and tolerant power, which made her feel the most powerful about the holy priest.

“How to use it?” the woman asked.

“Whatever.” Mo Poor said.

He doesn’t know how to use it, for him, it’s just a click of the mouse.

The woman was kneeling next to the corpse and put the pacemaker on her husband. Without any operation at all, she could feel a mysterious ritual going on.

It seems that as long as this ritual is completed, the husband will wake up from the dead.

At the same time, Mo Poor could see the reading notes when the woman used the props.

“Ah!” When the reading was over, Sean’s eyes suddenly opened, and his chest heaved violently.

This scene shocked everyone immediately, and the soldiers in the castle ran out one after another, looking at the revived knight in amazement.

Sean was lying on the ground, looking at the red dragon not far away, he jumped up and raised his big sword.

Seeing his wife at the side, he instinctively protected her behind him.

“Have you been knocked out? What a powerful dragon! Damn it, it’s turned into a dragon again… If I can fly, I can only be beaten passively…” Sean mumbled, while checking his body, he found that he was injured Seriously injured and in poor condition.

“Ma’am, why are you here? Go away, I will fight her!”

Madam kept you and shouted: “Don’t! That’s just the mount of the magician. You have died once, and she brought you back to life.”

“Have you died once? How is it possible!” Sean calmed down and noticed Sheng Mu riding on the dragon’s back.

“Mount… How could a dragon be a mount…”

At the same time, the soldiers in the castle ran out one after another and surrounded Sean.

“Oh my god… are you really resurrected?”

“It’s unbelievable, you were… all beaten to death…”

Killed in the game, the body is intact, but this is the real world. When Sean died, the armor was completely shattered, and the body was scorched black, and the torso was blown through.

There is no heart, and the pacemaker resurrection has no reason,

But this is a resurrection item after all, and it directly resurrected him unreasonably.

Everyone can see that this is not an undead, but a real resurrection.

Although Sean still suffered serious injuries, he was already half healed, at least all the fatal injuries disappeared.

His eyes are lively, and his body is warm. My wife can feel his heartbeat while holding him.

“Calm down!” Madam pulled him and told him what happened just now.

Sean stared blankly at Sheng Mu riding on the red dragon, looking up at those eyes filled with holy light, he naturally knew that the person in front of him was an incredibly strong existence.

“I’m sorry, respected mage, everything is my fault, please forgive me…” Sean said half-kneeling.

Mo Poor smiled, and casually gave him a recovery.

Immediately healed his injury completely, and Sean also felt the pleasure that lasted for fifteen seconds.

Then…he saw that the other party had upgraded, there was no special effect, just when he checked, the level became level nine.

“My God! What kind of divine power is this?” Sean felt the holy light surging in his body in awe.

Mo Poor typed: “This is Shengguang…you are actually level nine.”

“Ninth level? No, no, no, how could I be a sanctuary, I’m just a knight… You, are you a sanctuary?” Sean asked.

Mo Poor was speechless and said, “No.”

Then I asked some more questions, and kept learning about the world from this guy.

Sean can be regarded as a strong man in this remote area, and from him, he can also learn about the power system of this world.

He soon figured out that this is a typical fantasy world. There is magic power in the world, that is, a kind of energy. Using this power can become a superman, strengthen the body or weapons, or become a spellcaster, imitating all kinds of nature. Phenomenon.

In the recovery just now, the healing effect is seriously overflowing, which means that a large amount of energy has not been used, dissipating and disappearing like a waste.

As a trained warrior, Sean absorbed a small portion of the energy of the Holy Light in those fifteen seconds, became stronger, and his mana and health grew a lot.

From Mo Poor’s point of view, it was shown as a promotion.

Undoubtedly, the levels he checked are based on the comprehensive consideration of the game rules based on the strength of the target.

With Sean’s strength, he is only worthy of the equivalent of level eight or nine.

In the World of Warcraft game, it is a novice account, which can be upgraded to the level in five minutes.

But for Sean, this is the result of his ten years of hard training.

Mo Poor cast Restoration again, continuously letting the holy light surge from his body and absorbing it for him.

It’s a pity that Sean’s absorption efficiency is too slow, and only a small amount of the overflowing holy light remains as his energy.

It is equivalent to infusing a million holy light energy, and as a result, more than 990,000 were wasted, and only a few dozen points were absorbed.

But it doesn’t matter, the recovery skill is instant, and it doesn’t consume much mana. With the attainments of this Holy Shepherd, even if you use the recovery technique a hundred times, you won’t see a decrease in the mana. After all, the mana recovery passively is too fast…

Mo Poor continued to restore Sean a thousand times.

Such a prodigal behavior made Sean look stupid. Every time he could absorb 30 parts per million, a thousand times, he got more than 30,000 energy, but wasted more than one billion…

Does Shengguang not want money?

“How much energy do you have…” Sean said in horror.

In just a few minutes, he felt that he was much stronger, and Mo Poor also saw that his level had been raised to twenty-four.

According to Sean’s description, this is equivalent to a master.

Above the master is the epic level, above that is the legend, and above the legend is the sanctuary…

Mo Poor has never seen anything else, and he doesn’t know what level 110 is.

“Ah…it’s hard to calculate, anyway, it won’t be used up.” Mo Poor said.

“…” Sean was stunned. In fact, his and Mo Poor’s ideas were completely incompatible.

Mo Poor consumes very little mana when using skills, but because of his high level and high equipment level, the game data is inherently large, so for Sean, this energy is too much and too strong.

Such a powerful energy, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com From the perspective of this world, it should all belong to Mo Poor.

This is a conceptual problem. He doesn’t know the Holy Light, and it’s just a certain form of mana. For them, all spellcasting is energy conversion, so he thinks it’s the huge energy contained in Mo Poor’s body.

But in fact, for Warcraft characters, mana consumption and released energy are not equivalent.

Mana is only an introduction, while holy light is the energy that exists objectively. How much you use depends on your strength.

Into this world, the holy light is probably a certain aspect of the power of the world. Tapping the keyboard to cast a spell is just using a little mana to misappropriate the power of the world.

Of course, it is more likely that there is no holy light in the world, and Mo Poor uses more skills, and there will be more and more holy light in this world, and finally it will form a part of the power of the world.

“Forget it, this guy’s progress is too slow.” Mo Poor thought to himself and stopped casting spells. After pressing the keyboard for a long time, his hands were sore.

It turned out that Sean was only at level 24. He wanted to help him level up all the time to see how much the maximum level was, but he found that Sean’s leveling up was slower as he went to the back, so he gave up.

“If he forms a team with me, he should also have experience in spawning monsters?”

“No, my level is too high, and he only has 1 point for spawning monsters.”

“How about…send him to the game?”

Mo Poor thought to himself that Sean was a character in the real world, at least for himself and the world, he was a living, real existence.

And since the character of Warcraft can exist in this lower world, then he should be able to exist in the World of Warcraft game in turn…or even other games.

Mo Poor suddenly realized that for this kind of low-level world, he was equivalent to the god of time travel.

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[End of this Chapter]