I asked you to be a mage, not to raise a nine-tailed fox

Chapter 225 Frontline
"Help me up, I can still fight!"

Umos roared, but was defeated by a sharp pain the next moment.

"Ouch, fuck."

Umos lay down again.

A look of despair.

There is a bowl-sized hole in the shoulder.

He was almost dead. If not for the fact that not only Xixi but also Nidzat followed the team this time, his life would have really been lost.

But unfortunately, Clo was not as lucky as him.

The right side of his body was almost gone, and his right arm was missing.

The mage on the opposite side is really outrageous. A spell of such power can cover the battlefield indiscriminately.

It's too ridiculous.

"Don't give me that look."

Clo grinned and said, "It's not like there's no chance, and during this time, I can also take a vacation early, isn't that great?"

Umos forced himself not to look at Clo's body.

He didn't know what to do.

If Cloe hadn't pushed him, he might have been the one who lost half of his body.

"Okay, both of you stop talking and lie down."

Nedzat took a deep breath.

After Umos' injury was stabilized, the follow-up treatment was handed over to Xiao Xixi.

And he went aside.

Igor.

The strong man was in a coma at this time.

Arcane Shock.

And it was an indiscriminate bombing of a quasi-legendary level.

I don’t know how many combat forces the other side has dispatched and how many supplies they have brought.

If the legend De Jong and the legend Varna had not arrived in time, there might have been heavy casualties this time.

The barbarian on the opposite side went crazy.

Wounded people were constantly being sent in.

However, the water-making speed of Alardin, the strongest fifth-level golden water maker, could not keep up with Nidzat's healing speed.

"hurry up."

Niedzat urged.

"Right away."

Alardin's scalp was tingling and his head was aching. He hadn't rested for three hours, and the high-intensity production of golden water made him very tired.

He lost his balance and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately Bai Lu supported him.

"let me help you."

Although it's only at bronze level, at least I've made up for it a little.

Every bit counts.

Nidzat was also a little dizzy.

After most of the day's intensive treatment, my bladder has exploded so many times.

Even if he was forced to drain the water, he didn't have time to go out and rest for even a moment.

There are simply too many wounded people.

"Narcissa needs some golden water here."

"Narcissa, here is some golden bread. There are wounded people who need auxiliary treatment."

Nedzat: "Narcissa, I want five times the amount of golden water, and I want to cast a great healing spell."

Narcissa is a sixth-level wizard.

Although she is nearly thirty years old, with the nourishment of magic, she still looks very young, as if she is in her early twenties.

A magician with a double life is very good at taking care of himself, especially a magician with a double life.

That’s right, Narcissa is not only a sixth-level wizard, but also a golden food maker and golden water maker.

Before someone, he was the youngest active sixth-level double-gold life mage of the Silver Hand.

Obviously, this title was taken away by someone.

Moreover, his age was cut in half, and even the water-making technique directly turned into a star, which made Narcissa very unhappy.

Especially when she heard her old partner, Niedzat, bragging about a certain young man after he came back, this unhappiness reached its peak.

I couldn't stay in Beixue City anymore, so I applied to come to the front line.

I heard that the front line is quite leisurely recently.

A while ago, the boss gave them a warning.

The barbarians were kept quiet for a long time.

But unexpectedly, something unexpected happened as soon as she arrived.

It just made her spin like a top.

Twelve full hours.

The kind that has not stopped since being dragged up in the early morning.

In this camp, she was the most skilled in water making, so she naturally became the chief of the living mages here. She was originally happy to be the temporary chief, but this position of a small spinning top chief from early morning to afternoon was really not a job for a human being.

She already regretted coming to the front.

Especially seeing the miserable state of the Silver Hands.

I don't even want to look at it again.

She doesn't like this environment.

“Golden water.”

She handed Nidzat five times the amount of golden water.

But when she took one look at the Silver Hand warrior who was vomiting blood, and saw the rotten wound oozing yellow, red, and green liquids, her stomach twisted.

The life mage should provide bread and water in the rear as logistical supplies, why does he have to come to this treatment room in person?

Muttering with dissatisfaction, Narcissa stuffed another piece of bread she could make into Nedzat's hand, the one with the best restorative effect.

"I just did it for him casually. I want to cure him."

Narcissa turned around and ran to the healing wizard on the other side.

His body was shaking, but he still rubbed out two bottles of golden water and stuffed them over.

Nidzat looked at his old teammate without saying a word, and began to treat the dying Silver Hand.

"Mina..."

he whispered.

"Come on now."

More and more wounded were brought in.

The temporary commander De Jong's brows grew deeper and deeper.

"How many people are there on the other side?"

"Eighteen quasi-legends, hundreds of sixth-level mages, and at least a thousand goblins above level six."

The assassin captain said in a deep voice.

"This is just their advance team."

De Jong's eyes fixed and he slammed the table and stood up.

"This barbarian is going to declare war directly, right?"

The assassin shook his head slightly. The situation was not optimistic.

They have now deployed almost all the troops they can on the front line.

The front line is almost turned into a meat grinder.

"There may be a prince coming over here, and there are tribes behind him. They probably want to take some spoils from us."

De Jong gritted his teeth.

One royal family, several tribes.

This kind of military force would be difficult to resist with what they have now without support.

And if these troops are put into it.

The casualties on their side may be even more serious.

That situation is the most difficult to accept.

"How long will their main force last?"

"They've almost gathered and are heading this way."

"That's soon."

In one day...

De Jong looked at the map and fell into deep thought.

Yes, they have a legendary boss on their side.

There is no doubt about Varna’s strength.

But there is also a legend on the other side.

It’s also not weak.

There may be other disgusting Goblin Kings in the dark.

"Lord Commander."

The assassin looked at De Jong.

"Beixue City, when will the support from the Grand Duke arrive?"

"Be prepared to come today. The Grand Duke has sent us a master this time."

De Jong said.

When the assassin heard this, his eyes lit up and were filled with hope.

Have the experts from the deep exploration team over there been called back?

"There are a dozen or so quasi-legends, right?"

De Jong shook his head: "I don't know, but probably more."

I remembered the information provided by Beixue City, which was very certain news.

It should be no more, no less.

The assassin captain left excitedly!
If there were that many strong men, then this time it would be enough to make these barbarians unable to return!

　Come on, I'll continue writing, don't wait for me tonight

　　
　
(End of this chapter)