Quadruple split

No treatment?

Eman was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked back at the paladin who had almost no meat left in his body but was still stubbornly at the front. He said in amazement: "But Mr. Taylor's body should be almost gone." It has reached its limit. If you are worried that there may be holes in your defense without him, I guarantee that I can definitely..."

"It has nothing to do with the defense line." Mo Tan shook his head slightly, and almost at the same time used the Strengthening Holy Treatment and Recovery Prayer on the other two warriors in front, and said calmly: "And Taylor still insists. Come on, the Holy Knights of the Dawn Sect are quite advantageous in terms of self-recovery. You can go and replace the grapes later, her physical strength should be almost exhausted."

Emang blinked in confusion, and then his expression gradually became a little uneasy. After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but whispered to Mo Tan: "What are you thinking? Are you planning to let Knight Taylor... "

"That's right." Mo Tan nodded.

Emang's face darkened at that moment, and he lost his voice in disbelief: "What did you say!?"

"There's no way." Mo Tan rubbed his forehead, smiled bitterly and shrugged: "After leaving this narrow area, someone must be used as a bait, otherwise once those mutants start to have a grudge... uh, they'll hit anyone they see. It would be troublesome, it is not impossible for all of us to die here, and at this stage, only Taro, who is considered the strongest in terms of strength and physical fitness, can take on this task."

Eman, who was squatting on the ground, subconsciously raised his right leg to pick out his own ear, but almost lost his waist. He cried out in pain while repeating in confusion: "Bait?"

However, Mo Tan did not answer. He just frowned slightly and looked around the surroundings, his expression thoughtful and his eyes wandering.

"The blood of the living will slightly stimulate those things you call 'mutants'." Luna next to her slowly turned her head to look at Emang, took out a bottle of bright red blood from her pocket and shook it. : "I have done experiments. They are extremely sensitive to the concept of life, and the blood in normal people has the strongest 'life' quality. The healthier the person, the stronger the attraction of their blood to those things." , the effect will be even more obvious if it flows outside..."

Eman nodded as if he understood: "Does that mean the reason for not restoring Mr. Taylor is just to make him more attractive?"

"Otherwise?" Mo Tan, who came back to his senses, blinked at Emang, raised his finger and pointed at Taylor to bless him with a new layer of law shield, and smiled: "You don't think I want to kill him, do you? By the way, your druid's thorn shield can be used, as long as his wounds are not allowed to heal, I have already thought of a way, and I won't let Tyro carry it for too long."

"I'm going to change the grapes and give Mr. Taylor a shield by the way." Emang smiled coquettishly, then took out a dark green branch and held it in his mouth, then transformed into a black panther and ran away. In front.

Luna looked at Mo Tan with interest and asked leisurely: "How do you know? It took me a long time to analyze the characteristics of those undead creatures..."

"It's mainly based on observation. Some mutants come to attack Mida City every day." Mo Tan replied casually, and then gathered several other people in the team around him and whispered something.

Two minutes later, the thief Elsa and the two shamans circled back to the team.

Five minutes later, a large number of mutants who were stuck behind their companions demolished the houses on both sides and were no longer bound by the terrain.

At the same time, Mo Tan immediately issued an order: "Eman, withdraw, Mr. Taylor, have you seen the long wooden house behind, rush in, and then climb out the window immediately!"

"I got it." Tyro, who was covered in blood, withdrew under the cover of four remote professionals, and then staggered towards the house that Mo Tan mentioned. The flames that originally lingered around him had become so thin that they almost disappeared. The cross sword in his hand also had many cracks due to countless collisions with the mutant's extremely hard bones, and there was not much left in terms of physical strength.

The limit has already been reached, and the overdraft is almost over. Taylor's ability to persist until now is entirely due to his inhuman perseverance.

A series of blessing magics such as Wind Spirit Blessing, Light Body Technique, and Blazing Speed ​​flashed through one after another, allowing the heavily armored knight to barely maintain his speed.

The crazy mutants chased them tirelessly. Their number had been reduced a lot in the previous period, but they were still not something that everyone could contend with head-on. Stimulated by the blood, these monsters completely ignored Mo Tan and others not far away. People kept following Taylor closely.

[Soon, soon...]

Mo Tan narrowed his eyes, stared at Taylor's staggering figure, and raised the holy book in his hand.

Except for [Law Shield] and [Enhanced Condensing Arrow], all his skills have been cooled down and can be used at any time.

Tyro staggered open the door of the wooden house and disappeared from everyone's sight, followed by more than forty mutants rushing inside.

"A little more...a little faster..."

Mo Tan murmured softly, staring in the direction of the window. The two shamans beside him took a step forward at the same time, praising the greatness of the earth spirit in a low voice.

Taylor's figure appeared. He climbed up the window with difficulty, then rolled out in a way that was almost like falling, and hit the ground hard.

"dismantle!"

Mo Tan shouted loudly, and then rushed forward with a lunge. The chanting holy scripture in his left hand automatically moved without wind, and his right hand wrapped around the cross pointed steadily at Taylor...

Dazzling haloes of light flashed crazily on Taylor's body. [Enhanced Holy Healing], [Prayer of Restoration], [Calm Halo], [Prayer of Tenacity], and [Life Link] totaled five healing gods. All the techniques were used by Mo Tan within two seconds. As the only orthodox healing profession in the team, he instantly pulled back Taylor, who had half stepped into the gate of hell.

at the same time……

The two shamans who had already completed the steps of casting the spell raised their hands and slapped the ground hard. Four or five cracks filled with unstable fluctuations suddenly appeared around the wooden house. The next second, the ground under the wooden house began to slow down. Roared firmly!

Emang, who transformed into a black panther, rushed to Taro like lightning, biting his shoulder armor and dragging him out of the range of the double [Earth Shaking Technique].

Bang! !

The wooden house that had several key fulcrums demolished in advance completely collapsed in an instant, and with a violent roar, at least twenty fast-footed mutants inside were smashed underneath.

"Knights and warriors, all go up." Mo Tan quickly drank a bottle of mana potion for himself, and turned around and shouted to the two people in the team: "Light the fire!"

Two red magic arrays that had been completed appeared in front of the two of them. Seven or eight blazing fireballs and a pyroblast surrounded by raging flames hit the ruins of the house in an instant. It completely ignited, burning the twenty dozen mutants suppressed below.

The three paladins and the two junior warriors whose injuries had improved slightly were holding on to the remaining twenty or so mutants. Although they were immediately at a disadvantage due to the opponent's numerical advantage, they still protected them. He caught the elf druid who was biting Taylor and running back.

"Goddess bless..."

The paladin who was brought back into the formation stared blankly at the burning ruins not far away, then at the group of mutants whose number had been reduced by half, and glanced at Mo Tan with a complicated expression: "You are How did you do it……"

"This kind of thing often happens in my hometown. Once you die, you will be in a big picture. Let's learn from it." Mo Tan replied casually, and then turned his attention to the front: "Everyone moves horizontally with me. Emang goes up to help. , Romu confirms whether the retreat is safe, Tirion, take care of Mr. Taylor, and the others move the output as much as possible!"

The elf druid who transformed into a black panther flew forward and hit a mutant with only half an arm left, and then tore its throat with a claw, although he himself was also hit at the same time. Got several paws.

The dwarf ranger quickly stepped back while desperately pulling the long bow in his hand to the full moon, then turned around suddenly and let go of his hand. A tailless heavy arrow made entirely of steel penetrated directly through the chests of the two mutants, although No effective damage was done.

The orc shaman picked up the shaky Tyro and helped him onto a war horse that had been healed by Mo Tan. He held the reins and moved with the others.

"Don't stand still, fight and retreat at the same time, and charge us with your back to ensure your relative position!"

While paying attention to the pair of blazing 'bonfires', Mo Tan shouted loudly to the six people fighting on the front line.

"The mage retreats to the back to recover. This frequency and intensity of spell casting have no effect anymore!"

"Putao, you rushed too far forward. What I said was to step back, step back! Go backwards, I didn't let you show your back!"

"Shoot to suppress the one on the left with a hole in its stomach! Tell Emman to step back!"

Mo Tan's command rhythm became more and more intensive, but it only led the entire team to retreat continuously, without causing any effective damage to the increasingly ferocious mutants.

"This can't continue like this." Taylor straightened up on the horse with difficulty, shook his head and said: "We will be dragged down! Let the knights stay behind. With these numbers, we should be able to hold on for about ten minutes..."

Mo Tan shook his head and cast another holy healing spell on the female elf warrior named Putao. He turned around and smiled: "Rest in peace. It's not yet time for anyone to be a martyr."

"but……"

"Elsa, take Luna outside the village. She knows what to do." Mo Tan ignored Taro and just explained to the elf girl who rushed forward several times but was beaten back before turning around. Nodding to Luna: "Please."

The latter tilted his head: "Well, I shouldn't remember it wrong... maybe..."

"If you remember it wrong, you will be in big trouble." Mo Tan laughed dryly and drew a plus sign on his chest: "Goddess bless you."

The two girls quickly left the battlefield.

Ten minutes later, the fighting and retreating team finally arrived at the 'lag zone' after paying the price of two serious injuries. There were a large number of spider silk traps set by the thief Elsa, and there were seven or eight people in the middle of the road. The earth-bound totem has an earth-yellow halo.

"Turn around and run!" Mo Tan shouted to Putao and the two paladins who were still holding on in front, and then waved his hands vigorously: "Everyone walked from both sides of the road, avoiding traps and totem control areas, and rushed out at full speed."

Then a group of people began to rush towards the entrance of the village in a mighty manner, while those mutants who only had the instinct to kill crashed into the lag zone, and the speed of the pursuit instantly slowed down.

They met up with more than 80 villagers outside the village, and then rushed into the fields not far away, where they found Luna and Elsa.

"Are those mutants coming?" Mo Tan stood still panting, exchanged a look with Luna, then immediately turned back and rushed away to Luo Mu who was at the end of the team and asked.

The dwarf ranger rushed to the shoulder of a certain orc paladin, turned on the eagle eye technique and glanced in the direction of the village, curled his lips: "One is a lot."

"Very good." Mo Tan nodded with satisfaction, then clapped his hands and said, "Everyone retreat two hundred meters and rest where you are."

Taylor, who was lying on the horse next to him, was stunned for a moment and said in astonishment: "Rest? Why don't we leave as soon as possible?"

"No need." Mo Tan looked around at the fields filled with snow rice and smiled slightly: "If nothing else, we can walk more leisurely~"

Taylor smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Well, I have no objection. I really underestimated you before, Pastor Heifan."

Ever since he saw the lag area that Mo Tan had prepared in advance, Taylor had no objection to His Highness the Saint's old friend.

Now that it has reached this level, Taylor feels that the other party will not let him down...

In fact, Mo Tan did not disappoint him.

…

three minutes later

Luna threw a gem in her hand, increasing the concentration of fire elements in the area by about twenty percent.

Then……

The Balrog pollen she had scattered around in advance caused some kind of alchemical reaction, instantly turning the snowy rice fields that the mutants had just stepped into into a sea of ​​fire.

"Everyone, stay away. Get your ranged jobs ready. Come out and beat one by one. Those who can withstand beatings and burning will be let in for a group fight." Mo Tan let out a long sigh of relief, then turned to look at the person next to him whose eyes almost popped out. Taylor smiled slightly: "A hot surprise, isn't it?"

The latter listened to the roars not far away. He was silent for a while and then nodded to Mo Tan: "Her Highness the Saint has really good taste."

"Well, that's really... thank you very much."

…

Game time PM23:19

The summit of the holy mountain Sumir

A soul-stirring voice was roaring hysterically...

"MMP!! Huo Yanyang, come out!! Do you hear me, Huo Yanyang! I said MMP!!!"

Chapter 199: End