In Zhang Xiaoman's perception, the energy attached to Yohad's wound was purer.
Although it is still only in the category of elemental power, and there is still a certain gap between it and the dark spiritual power, it is a bit more advanced than ninth-level powerhouses like McCarvey.
"Is this a power above the ninth level? But I have never heard of a tenth level existence in this world..."
Zhang Xiaoman felt a little strange.
Seeing that he was deep in thought, McAvey looked worried and said:
"Ji Xing, do you have any idea? This curse is a bit special, but I think you seem to be very accomplished in sacred magic..."
Several dwarf priests on the side also cast anxious and expectant glances.
Zhang Xiaoman didn't show off, but nodded simply.
"I can release the remaining power from the wound."
He didn't try to figure out whether this was a curse or not, and there was no need for it. He only needed to move his fingers to absorb the power.
Soul-absorbing magic.
Zhang Xiaoman wiped away the golden traces on Yohad's wound with a single move of his hand.
He didn't even use the higher-level spirit-controlling techniques. Just the most basic spirit-absorbing technique was able to clear away these weak energies.
In his perception, if the golden energy on Yohad's wound were to be as strong as the dark spiritual power contained in it, it would probably be about the same as the weakest wandering spirit.
Everyone saw only traces of air-like golden lines floating towards Zhang Xiaoman's palm.
Immediately afterwards, the curse that troubled them and left a group of priests and saints helpless disappeared.
At this moment, everyone in the church looked at him with surprise, and several dwarves couldn't help shouting excitedly, thankful that their king had been successfully cured.
McCarvey's eyes were revealed, because he had just seen clearly that the golden thread of nanofiltration seemed to have entered the palm of Jiexing's hand. Could this new companion be using his own? The body comes to help Yohad absorb the curse, right?
Seeing his expression, Zhang Xiaoman immediately guessed what he was thinking, and even smiled at the other person, indicating that he didn't need to worry.
As the saying goes, save people to the end and send Buddha to the west. Seeing that Yohad was so seriously injured, Zhang Xiaoman cast a powerful healing spell on him to help him regain his vitality.
Yohad, who was lying on the bed, suddenly let out a comfortable groan involuntarily, and the wounds on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The powerful healing technique consumes a lot of money, and its recovery power is 500 points. If this value is placed on ordinary people, it will definitely be excessive.
But as a ninth-level combat master, the Dwarf King is so physically strong that 500 points of healing effect on him can only heal a minor injury at best.
But Zhang Xiaoman's upper limit of dark energy can still support him to use it multiple times.
Soon, five powerful healing spells were thrown at him, and all the wounds on McCarvey's body were healed immediately. Everyone was stunned to see this scene.
The priests originally didn't know the identity of this stranger, but now they all know that he must be a ninth-level Holy Mage of Light!
Only such a being can use healing magic so efficiently.
If it were their own recovery technique to treat him, Yohad would have to stay in bed for at least ten days and a half.
"ah!!"
There was a yawn, but McAvey stretched and sat up.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Are you okay!?"
A group of dwarf priests came forward to inquire about the situation.
Johad was the king of the dwarves, and it was natural for them to call him that.
"Me? What can happen to me!?"
Yohad's loud voice immediately rang out.
He jumped down from the hospital bed in one bound and waved his hand impatiently to drive away the group of priests.
"Drive, drive, don't crowd around here, I'm not dead yet!"
All the dwarves understood the temper of their king and consciously got out of the way.
Yohad looked at Zhang Xiaoman who was already standing outside the crowd, walked over immediately, and lined up at his waist.
"Brother Jixing! Thank you! I knew you were very capable! Sure enough! Old Yohad owes you a favor this time! If you need anything in the future, just give it to me! I will help you through fire and water! !”
The dwarf thanked him very directly, and Zhang Xiaoman had no doubt about his sincerity.
After getting along with each other for such a period of time, he still has a good impression of this race. Although his temper is a bit grumpy, he has a bold personality and speaks straightforwardly. When interacting with him, he doesn't have to worry about any scheming, which makes people very comfortable.
Dwarves have always been like this. As long as you satisfy their appetite, you are their best brother.
"Yohad, it's great that you're recovering. How are you feeling now?"
McAlevey expressed concern.
Yohad patted his steel-solid muscles and said with a smile:
"Very good, I should be able to go back to the battlefield right now and cut those damn orcs into pieces!"
He was very impressive, and when everyone saw his appearance, they all breathed a sigh of relief and felt completely relieved.
"Ah That's good……"
McCarvey nodded, then put on a serious expression and said:
"Today's events are a bit beyond our expectations. The strength of the orcs seems to be too strong. Two saints appeared on the first day alone. I'm afraid they may have hidden power..."
"Two holy steps?"
Yohad was also greatly surprised after hearing the news, and asked carefully about what happened next.
At that time, he was already in a state of confusion due to severe injuries. He only knew that McCarvey must have made a move with someone else after he came to rescue him, but he did not know that that person was also a ninth-level strong man.
"Well, this is not the place to talk for the time being. Let's go back to the temple and discuss it in detail."
Regina on the side also nodded, and then strode out of the Church of Light along with everyone else.
Only Arcatus walked behind with a reluctant look on his face.
"We have another meeting. Why is there so much going on in this lousy organization..."
…
A moment later, in the largest building in Kuhan City, a temporarily converted temple hall, all five Holy Orders of the Breakers sat at the exaggerated conference table.
On the way over, McAvey once again confirmed the injury to Yohad, but the result was still a bit disappointing.
Although Yohad's physical injuries are almost healed, because he lost too much fighting spirit in the battle just now and has turned on the god descending mode, he will no longer be able to exert his strongest peak combat power in a short period of time.
"By the way, what happened to that knight boy? He shouldn't be dead, right?"
Yohad suddenly said something, leaving everyone in a daze.
In the end, it was McCarvey who was the first to react. His person should be Dustin Watts, the commander of the army in Kuhan City, the eighth-level knight.
"The little guy Watts is fine. Although he was seriously injured, thanks to your timely appearance and rescued him, he is now out of danger and is being treated continuously by the priests."
"Okay, then I'm relieved. If the person I, Yohad, rescued dies, then there will be no place for my old face."
The dwarf drank the wine in the cup in front of him.
"But that damn orc really exceeded my expectations. His armor was so powerful that even my storm ax easily shattered... Damn orc cubs, when did they have such powerful equipment?" If it weren’t for this sinister and cunning guy wearing a magical weapon, I would have ripped off his head today!”
Yohad cursed what just happened, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.
After the fight with Ogtanlong, he actually discovered something strange later on.
As a ninth-level combat master, Yohad may seem a bit careless, but in fact, who can reach this level is brainless.
He had already discovered that although the orc himself was not bad, he was still far behind the ninth level himself.
The reason why he was able to achieve a lose-lose situation with himself was all because of the power of that golden armor.
"That should be a pair of artifact-level armor, and it should be at least more sophisticated than my Storm Battle Ax..."
Yohad described in detail what happened at that time, and also gave some guesses of his own.
According to his description, the golden armor had incredible power, and could even allow an eighth-level person to match his ninth-level strength.
What shocked him the most was that the armor could transform into a weapon, and the golden war blade directly cut off his storm axe.
"Such a powerful armor? Then how did you deal with him?"
Regina asked.
Yohad thought for a while and said:
"His armor is not without its weaknesses. Although that thing can greatly enhance his strength, I can feel that as I attack, the armor's amplification ability is also weakened... He is even transforming into a weapon. After that, the body's defense was also weakened a lot, but I didn't think about it that much at the time, and I don't know if it was an illusion..."
"Is it a phantom weapon..."
Zhang Xiaoman suddenly groaned and looked thoughtful.
McCarvey noticed his expression and asked curiously:
"Jiuxing, did you discover something?"
Zhang Xiaoman did not answer immediately, but instead sunk his spiritual thoughts into the storage ring, focusing on the two rings placed inside.
According to Yohad's description, this suddenly reminded him of the guy who called himself the Dark Knight when he first came to this planet.
"Is there any connection between the two?"
However, he thought too much and realized that their methods of increasing power were a bit too similar. They were both armor condensed from a pair of rings, and they also had the ability to transform into weapons. If the two were just coincidences, there was no connection. , even if I beat him to death, he wouldn’t believe it.
Since there was suspicion, Zhang Xiaoman simply took out the two rings from the storage space.
He planned to show it to all the saints present, and maybe he could brainstorm some useful clues.
Anyway, this thing is not something that must be kept secret to him. On the contrary, because the energy level of the ring is too low, it is dispensable to him.
"This is……"
When they saw Zhang Xiaoman take out two rings, one black and one white, from his clothes, the expressions of everyone present suddenly became extremely solemn.
They were not stupid. When they saw the two rings, they immediately thought of the scene described by Yohad. Didn't the orc use the rings to summon that pair of golden armor.
"Ji Xing, these two rings of yours, is it possible..."
McAlevey asked.
Zhang Xiaoman nodded and did not answer directly. Instead, he put the black ring on his finger, stood up and stood in the open space in the hall.
The next second, with the injection of dark energy into his body, the ring immediately released a jet-black energy group to surround him.
Immediately afterwards, just like when Gai Lian used the Dark Knight to transform, a pair of domineering and ferocious black armor was put on his body, and a strong black aura lingered outside his body, making him look particularly gloomy and terrifying.
"That's it! That's it! That's what it feels like! It can't be wrong! That's what the orc did at that time! That golden armor just appeared! It's exactly the same as it is now!"
Dwarf King Yohad immediately shouted, pointing at Zhang Xiaoman's black armor with an extremely excited expression.
McCarvey also looked horrified.
He could feel that this armor exuded an extremely pure energy aura, so refined that even he, a ninth-level saint at the pinnacle, could not match it.
"This, this thing...Pole Star...where did you get it...?"
Zhang Xiaoman removed the black armor outside his body with a wave of his hand. The Dark Knight's transformation seemed to be continuously consuming his life force, making him very uncomfortable.
"It should be a thief, a thief who calls himself the leader of the dark clan."
He simplified what happened that day and pointed at the white ring placed on the table.
"You must have heard of the Paladin family, right? He just came to steal this thing, it's called the Ring of Light, but now I see it seems to have lost its power..."
Everyone glanced again and focused their attention on the white ring.
In fact, one thing Zhang Xiaoman didn't have was that although the energy level of this dark ring was a bit low, it still depended on the person. If he used it himself, the power it would exert would be stronger than that of the thief at the time. He guessed that this might be It might have something to do with him using dark spiritual power.
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