Path of light

Chapter 373 374. Roy’s self-introduction

When Roy led a team of mixed-blood elf warriors to catch up along the mine, he could always see several gray dwarves lying in a mess at the entrance of a certain mine. These gray dwarves all fell in a pool of blood, and almost all of them were injured. It is a dying state.

He could only ask the mixed-blood elf warriors to lift these gray dwarves out of the pool of blood, find the gray dwarves who were still breathing and having a heartbeat, and then treat them when he was ready to free up their hands.

The mixed elf warriors chased far along the mine, and finally saw a dozen gray dwarves standing back to back.

Almost every gray dwarf held a mining pick and a stone hammer in their hands, constantly waving it in front of them. Their eyes turned blood red, and there were several gray dwarves lying in a pool of blood in front of them.

A team of mixed-blood elf warriors had already arrived, but because the opponent's number was a bit large, they held back and did not take action.

"What happened to them?"

The mixed-blood elf warrior who came with Roy secretly asked his companions, who had arrived a little earlier than them.

"They were almost fooled by the Dark Moon elves..." a mixed-blood elf who arrived here first replied in a low voice.

These mixed-blood elves all come from the Second Mine, and they naturally know how terrifying these Dark Moon elves are.

Roy waved to everyone, and a group of mixed-blood elf warriors surrounded them. These gray dwarves abandoned their weapons and chose to surrender!

These ten Dark Moon elves are still hunting down the fleeing gray dwarves.

Roy led a team of mixed elf warriors and captured some gray dwarves one after another.

Perhaps the methods of these ten Dark Moon elves were too ruthless. The corpses of gray dwarves they met along the way were always more than the number of living gray dwarves...

In just half a day, the battle below the mine ended. The gray dwarves in the mine suffered heavy losses. Only half of the more than 100 gray dwarves survived. Some of the surviving gray dwarves were from Roy. A seriously injured person dragged back from the dead may take his last breath at any time and return to the arms of the Creator.

Looking at the wounds on the corpses of these gray dwarves, Roy was also speechless. As long as these Dark Moon elves took action, they would be fatally wounded, either by kidney blows, stabbing in the back or cutting their throats. If these injured gray dwarves really wanted to survive, It just depends on a little bit of luck.

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A mixed-blood elf warrior quickly ran out of the mine with a lantern in his hand.

He came directly to Roy and whispered to Roy: "Boss, we have found the Dark Moon elves trapped in the mines, but many of them are injured and are in a very bad situation."

Roy gave up on the gray dwarf he was treating. His heart tube was cut off. His survival to this day was entirely due to his strong physique.

Then Roy asked the mixed elf: "Where are they? Take me there quickly..."

"Okay, boss!" the mixed elf warrior said.

Now, there is some confusion about what these mixed elves call Roy.

When they were in the second mine, some mixed-blood elves liked to call Roy 'Lord Roy'. Now this group of mixed-blood elves warriors call Roy 'boss'.

The mixed-blood elf walked very fast, and Roy followed with some difficulty.

After running deep into the mine, they found a mine entrance. The Dark Moon elves retreated into a mine. These Dark Moon elves looked very thin and it was obvious that they did not live a comfortable life underground. They saw Roy A group of mixed-blood elves wearing armor came over and quickly saluted Roy.

Roy did not see the ten Dark Moon elves he brought over among these Dark Moon elves...

Entering this seemingly secret mine tunnel, most of the Dark Moon elves standing outside were relatively healthy. Walking a short distance inside, I saw some injured Dark Moon elves lying against the rock wall.

The mixed-blood elf leading the way did not stop and explained to Roy as he walked:

"These Dark Moon elves were only slightly injured. They seem to be in a bad state. Most of the reason is because they haven't eaten for too long and their bodies are too weak!"

Roy felt a little incredible when he thought that the Dark Moon elves in the second mine were so strong.

The Dark Moon Elves in the First Mine put themselves in this predicament...how on earth did they do it?

The further you go inside, you'll see some weaker Dark Moon Elves.

Roy walked into the mine and discovered that there was actually a layer of linen covered on a stone slab inside, with a Dark Moon Elf lying on it. A blood hole the size of a baby's fist was exposed on his shoulder. Although the blood hole did not go in, There was blood on the outside, but the area around the wound was almost black and purple.

There was only one lantern in the mine, and the light was very dim. Fortunately, there was a sacred shimmer floating above Roy's head, which allowed him to clearly observe the wound.

The wound was infected and serious. The Dark Moon Elf was still running a fever and had fallen into a severe coma.

"Boss, he is Captain Lambert, the leader of these Dark Moon elves. He was injured while fighting the gray dwarves more than ten days ago. His injury is now more serious. Although we have just given him a life potion, there is no Effect." The mixed-blood elf introduced quickly.

Captain Lambert was surrounded by a dozen Dark Moon elves. Everyone was very surprised to see the mixed-blood elf warriors walking in surrounded by a young human.

At this time, Roy was not afraid of the stage. He stood up and said proactively: "My name is Roy. I am now the owner of this mine. There has been no output in the mine recently, so I came down to take a look. Do you mind?" Mind if I take a look at his injuries?"

Roy's last sentence was to ask the Dark Moon Elf lady beside the stone bed. It was obvious that she had an unusual relationship with Lambert.

The Dark Moon Elf lady stared at Roy. There was no trace of blood on her thin face, but her eyes did not flinch at all.

"Master Roy, do you know first aid?"

Her throat was damaged and her voice was dry and hoarse.

"I'm not good at first aid, but I have this..."

With that said, Roy took out a small glass bottle of tree of life sap from his arms. Although the bottle was only as big as half an egg, it contained undiluted tree of life sap.

Seeing the life tree sap exuding a strong breath of life, almost all the eyes of the Dark Moon elves fell on Roy's palm.

The blazing light in their eyes made them want to grab the little bottle directly.

Several mixed-blood elf warriors quietly gathered around Roy. They came from the second mine and did not have any good impressions of the Dark Moon elves...

Roy took a step forward and said to the Dark Moon Elf lady:

"I guess you don't mind if I use some magic to heal his wounds?"

As he spoke, Roy stretched out his other hand, holding a ball of holy light in his palm. Although the light was extremely soft, it could be said to be extremely dazzling in this dark cave.

The Dark Moon Elf in the cave was even more surprised when he saw Roy's expression...

Roy didn't explain any more. He narrowed his eyes slightly. As a prayer ended, the divine pattern drawn by Roy was filled with sacred aura. When the divine pattern dissipated, the condensed sacred aura instantly turned into a A pillar of light shrouded Captain Lambert's wound.

Then the beam of light continued to spread outwards, and actually entered Captain Lambert's body and completely covered it.

Leaves made of sacred aura kept falling around Roy, and the entire cave was illuminated by this holy light...

Behind Roy, the shadow of a holy tree vaguely emerged.

Under the illumination of the holy light, the blood hole on Captain Lambert's shoulder quickly swelled and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye. Some of the pus and blood on the wound turned into traces of black smoke and quickly dissipated. It seemed that it should have been purified by the holy light. .

As the wound returned to its normal color, the flesh and blood at the edge of the wound began to slowly squirm, and continued to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Dark Moon elves gathered around couldn't help but whisper. This kind of healing effect can only be achieved by at least the high priest of the Dark Moon Temple...

The Pillar of Holy Light only lasted for more than thirty seconds, and gradually disappeared when Captain Lambert's wound was not completely healed.

Roy leaned down, checked the remaining injuries on his shoulder, and said:

"Fortunately, I'm recovering well!"

After speaking, he placed a cup on the stone table and poured out a drop of life tree sap from the small bottle held in his palm.

The sap dripped accurately into the cup. Roy mixed some water into the cup and then brought it to Captain Lambert's mouth. He held his chin with his hand and asked him to drink the diluted tree of life. Drink the juice.

Captain Lambert's originally livid face gradually regained a little color.

His breathing was not as weak as before.

Ms. Dark Moon Elf looked at Roy with gratitude in her eyes, and the expressions of the Dark Moon Elf around her were no longer so serious.

Roy stood in front of a group of Dark Moon elves and said:

"Let me introduce myself again. My name is Roy. I am now the owner of this mine. Do you know what I want from you?"

Seeing all the Dark Moon elves in the mine looking towards him, Roy said:

"Just dig for me in the mine honestly, that's the only thing I ask of you!"

Roy paused and ordered the mixed elf warrior beside him:

"Prepare some food for them, move some tents and blankets from the warehouse, and yes, linen clothes..."

While mumbling various instructions, Roy walked out of the mine where the Dark Moon Elves temporarily lived.