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Chapter 469 Be Your Uncle (36)

The panic and turmoil caused by the blood plague spread unstoppably, causing countless countries to collapse and disintegrate. However, the families, business alliances, lords, and mercenary groups established after the disintegration of these countries are still dominated by humans. However, their attitude towards the blood plague is still guarded, vigilant and hostile, and they spontaneously recruit those who have divine power to check the interior and identify the enemy and ourselves.

All of a sudden, whether it was the clergy of the Illuminati Church or other religions, they all became sought-after. Even certain professions in the game world of "Dungeon and Warriors" were also sought after. The paladins are recognized by everyone, and even priests who have not changed jobs can be hired with high salaries.

"Weapon Blessing!"

At the gate of the city, a handsome boy casts his weapon blessing on those who enter the city.His little face was tense, both nervous and serious.He was originally a beggar who made a living by begging. When he was down and down, he even had to compete with wild dogs for food.But luck came to him, he was summoned by a mysterious world, and successfully entered it.

The little beggar doesn't envy those handsome ghost swordsmen, doesn't yearn for mysterious magicians, and doesn't care about the glamorous and noble night messengers, because all his attention is attracted by the clergymen, and he is attracted by the eyes of the clergymen. The light of mercy vibrated.

He became a clergyman without hesitation, and he stumbled up to level 5, learned a few skills, and then was discovered by the city lord when he used slow healing to help people heal, and hired him with a high salary.Every day, he can get a gold coin as a reward for constantly casting weapon blessings and slow healing on people.

At the beginning, he was unwilling, because if he was busy all day, he would have no time to beg, and he would not have enough to eat. At that time, beggars did not know the concept of a gold coin. If the city lord gave him Convert it into copper coins, maybe he will understand.At that moment, the city lord smiled and promised him that he would have three full meals a day, and arranged for him to live. Even before he started working, he was rewarded with a suit of clothes, so that he would no longer have to walk on the streets in ragged clothes.

The boy is very grateful to the city owner and cherishes this hard-won opportunity, so he is extremely serious.His weapon blessing is not very superb, and he even interrupted his own spellcasting several times because of nervousness and mistakes in chanting spells.However, what he wants to show is not the combat effect of weapon blessing, but the power of blessing.That is a kind of divine power, which has a powerful lethality to the infected of the blood plague.

In front of the boy, the middle-aged man who was about to enter the city suddenly let out a strange moo, and then rushed towards the little boy crazily. Black smoke rose, and his mooing and madness were also due to the blessing of weapons.The soldiers guarding the city were all too familiar with this scene, and it was a phenomenon unique to those infected with the plague of blood.

That handsome boy was so frightened, it was the first time he encountered such a situation, and it was the first time he was attacked by the enemy who had always stood behind his teammates doing nothing.Seeing the sharp and pitch-black nails on that man's hand, smelling the faint stench coming from his mouth, and seeing the frantic look in his eyes, the boy knew that he would not be spared, even if he was not killed on the spot, he would be killed He was infected and then executed by those behind him.

Take!
There was a clanging sound, followed by a long-lasting tremor of the bowstring. When the middle-aged man's fingernails were still a finger away from the boy, an arrow pierced his forehead, and the powerful impact brought his body Flying backward, it was nailed to the wall next to it like a painting.The middle-aged man's hands and feet trembled, and then he remained motionless.

call……

The boy was panting heavily, and his originally handsome face became pale with fright. He looked in disbelief at the corpse with both feet hovering in the air not far in front of him, and at the body that was still trembling slightly. Feather Arrow, he knew, he was saved.

But then he let out a strange cry, and touched his face nervously, for fear of being stained by that middle-aged man's blood.To this day, many people have learned of the transmission route of the blood plague, as long as they are contaminated by the other party's blood, they will not be immune.

"Little devil, don't worry, it's a silver arrow. Didn't you learn it there? Silver weapons can also cause heavy damage to them like holy power. Another effect is that they can coagulate their blood. His blood is not It will sputter."

The boy looked back, but there were a few mercenaries with burly figures and rough faces, maybe some adventurers, because they mentioned "there", which is a secret existence.

Immediately, the boy saw a woman with a thin figure and a cold face. The slightly trembling bowstring explained many things, but there was no expression on her face, as if everything just had nothing to do with her.

"Thank you...thank you...beautiful sister..."

"Yo, little guy, I haven't learned any skills yet, but I'm very good at striking up a conversation. Hahaha..."

At this time, a man with an unshaven beard and melancholy eyes stood up beside the archer, and he took out a silver cross. Immediately, a strong wind swept around him, green wind, blue Colored light instantly covered a radius of [-] meters, and the cross inscription condensed by the holy light appeared under the man's feet, and the rich golden holy light rendered everything around it into brilliant gold.

"Okay kid, this group of people are normal people."

The officer on duty next to the boy immediately recognized that this was a very high-level sacred spell. The people who were enveloped by the spell just now were all calm and energetic, without any abnormalities. They were obviously ordinary people.

"Let's go, let's go, come in quickly."

As a result, the people waiting to enter the city at the gate of the city filed in one after another, and the long line was immediately reduced by half.Seeing this scene, the boy heaved a long sigh of relief. He knew that his workload this morning could be reduced by half, and he would no longer be as tired as a dead dog like a few days ago.

At the same time, a desire emerged in the boy's heart. He longed to be as powerful as that uncle with the sad eyes and beard, and to be able to cast high-level spells like him.Oh, by the way, it is the Wind of Holy Healing, I seem to have heard of it.

By the time the boy came back to his senses, those mercenaries had already left.So he stepped forward quickly and shouted loudly: "Uncle, what's your name, can I still find you?"

The infinitely desolate figure waved his hands without looking back, and said, "Since you are called Uncle, then it must be Uncle. If you can still see me, I will be your Uncle."

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