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Chapter 403
chapter 321 part 1
Chapter 319: Illusion? A Change. The Decisive Battle Arrives.
The resurrection of their five companions sent a shockwave through the entire human faction. It was no less than a shot in the arm, shattering the worries in everyone's hearts.
Even the members of the Sunlight Scripture began to look at Kelart differently. The faces hidden by their helm-like head coverings were filled with reverence.
That was the power to bring the dead back to life. Even a faith-based magic caster in the Heroic Realm might not be able to master such power.
To an ordinary person, this was nothing short of a miracle!
No, even to these powerful individuals present, who held high status among ordinary people, it was a miracle all the same.
The Holy Knight Order erupted in cheers, their gloomy mood completely swept away.
"He chose a good time."
Tang Zheng thought to himself.
The impact of Kelart using "Raise Dead" at this moment far exceeded the effect it would have had if he had informed everyone in advance.
"Mm..."
The boisterous cheering woke Enri. She lifted her head in a daze, looking toward the source of the sound.
"What happened?" Enri propped herself up in a panic, thinking another attack had occurred.
"As expected of Enri. You take a nap, and those dead paladins come back to life," Tang Zheng's lighthearted laughter rang out as he spoke half-jokingly.
"Resurrected?"
Enri's eyes cleared. Seeing that her captain was not in a hurry, she realized it wasn't an enemy attack, but then she grew even more confused.
She vaguely remembered her captain telling her, 'Take a nap, and those who died might just come back to life.'
"I-I'm sorry, Lord Captain, your clothes..."
Enri's earlobes suddenly turned crimson. Propping herself up with her arms, she saw the spot where she had been sleeping and the patch of the white robe soaked with her tears, and she stammered, at a loss for what to do.
"Don't worry about such small things."
"Right now, those resurrected paladins have you to thank," Tang Zheng said pointedly.
Night arrived.
The Beast General, Hector Weiss, led the demi-humans to clear out the undead near the two factions' areas. There weren't many.
Just some scattered, low-tier undead.
It seemed that the Zuranon side understood that with the humans and demi-humans having joined forces, their disadvantage of low numbers was now compensated for, so they no longer sent out large numbers of undead to attack.
The entire night.
Passed in abnormal calm.
The next morning, Kelart, having recovered his magic power overnight, resurrected another five people.
Only then.
Kōkosh of the Seven-Colored Scales and the others from the demi-human faction once again wanted to negotiate with Tang Zheng and his group to discuss attacking Zuranon as soon as possible.
Kelart refused this proposal, using the excuse that the human faction had not yet 'fully recovered from their injuries and regained their stamina.'
In the blink of an eye, another full day passed.
It was now March 31st.
Kelart continued, resurrecting 10 people. Kōkosh of the Seven-Colored Scales came again to discuss, and Kelart refused for the same reason.
Upper Wind Month.
April 1st.
Kelart still resurrected 10 people. Of the 51 paladins who had originally died, apart from the ten who became undead and could no longer be resurrected, 30 had already been brought back.
There were still 11 people who had not been fully resurrected.
This time, Gagaran and the Beast General, Hector Weiss, came to negotiate. Kelart, however, couldn't be bothered to find a reason and refused them directly.
Restlessness stirred within the demi-human faction, but it was quickly suppressed.
Tang Zheng quietly watched it all, feeling a bit impatient himself. He had already guessed Kelart's objective.
The demi-human forces far outnumbered the humans, with their numbers reaching over 5,000. So many demi-humans needed food and water.
And they had not brought an excess of supplies.
This led to the demi-humans sending out several squads last night specifically to gather supplies and water.
Remedios, "Pink" Isidro, and Gustav, the three paladin captains, each led a squad of a dozen paladins.
They followed the demi-humans, using the same excuse of lacking supplies.
The Abelion Hills were currently suffering from a severe drought.
The water issue could be solved with the nearby rivers, but the key problem was food. The food these demi-human troops were using was all from the supplies traded with the Holy Kingdom.
Kelart wanted to use this point to determine the approximate location of the demi-human gathering place, because a settlement of over ten thousand demi-humans would absolutely not be too far from where these supplies were stored.
As for the location Gagaran provided initially?
The moment Kelart saw the demi-human troops, he realized the location Gagaran had provided was already obsolete.
In addition.
They could also use this opportunity to observe Zuranon's movements.
Although the humans had the fewest numbers, they actually held the initiative on whether to attack Zuranon!
The demi-humans lacked the power to counter the Death Knights and the Alliance Leader, so they could only rely on the humans.
This was also the reason Kōkosh of the Seven-Colored Scales repeatedly tried to negotiate the time of attack. The longer it was delayed, the more disadvantageous it would be for the demi-human faction.
These past few days.
Enri, on the other hand, got along very harmoniously with the resurrected paladins. This was perhaps related to the fact that she had brought their corpses back.
The average level of this group of paladins was around 7 to 8. After experiencing death once, their levels had plummeted to the standard of 2 to 3.
Swing the sword!
Train!
This became the main task for these resurrected paladins. They wanted to recover their lost power as quickly as possible, but they were also keenly aware that they would probably be unable to help in the upcoming battle.
"*Huff... huff...*"
Enri's breathing was ragged. Sweat dripped from her eyelashes into her eyes, stinging so much she could barely keep them open, yet she never wiped it away. Her hands trembled as she tightly gripped the heavy longsword.
This scene fell upon the eyes of the resurrected paladins around her. No one spoke up to advise her, because at this moment, they understood Enri's persistence more than anyone.
Just as they did themselves!
"Your arms are too soft."
"Your grip on the sword is also a bit off. Don't hold it so tightly."
Remedios had come to Enri's side at some point, sizing her up with a cold gaze:
"Don't blame me for discouraging you, but it's too late for you to start training at your age. You simply don't have the aptitude for it."
"I want to try," Enri bit her lip and said stubbornly.
Seeing this, Remedios couldn't be bothered to remind her again.
If Enri hadn't desperately saved the paladins' corpses, she wouldn't even have spoken to this ordinary girl.
She turned around.
The cloak, passed down through generations of paladins, swung.
Remedios's shoulder and chest armor scraped against each other, making a sound as she walked imposingly up to Tang Zheng.
"You should be able to see it too. She has no talent. If she keeps training like this, she'll just ruin herself," Remedios said, a trace of coldness on her well-proportioned face.
"I have healing magic," said Tang Zheng.
"You!"
Remedios's eyes widened, somewhat exasperated.
"Right, I thank you on Enri's behalf."
"The training methods and techniques of you paladins aren't supposed to be shared with outsiders, are they?" Tang Zheng said suddenly.
Facing Tang Zheng's gaze.
"Hmph!"
Remedios turned her head away, snorted coldly, and walked away. "It has nothing to do with me. Those guys were willing to teach her. Those techniques are family heirlooms."
"It takes more than just effort to become a paladin."
Compared to Kelart, Remedios, this somewhat stubborn woman who wasn't adept at thinking, was much easier to approach and communicate with.
"Strange..."
Tang Zheng's gaze returned to Enri, his eyes narrowing imperceptibly.
He didn't know if it was an illusion.
He faintly sensed some inexplicable change about Enri, yet it was as if it didn't exist. He used "Ninjutsu: Detect" to check.
Enri's level was still 1, with only the basic class of Farmer.
Chapter 319: Illusion? A Change. The Decisive Battle Arrives.
The resurrection of their five companions sent a shockwave through the entire human faction. It was no less than a shot in the arm, shattering the worries in everyone's hearts.
Even the members of the Sunlight Scripture began to look at Kelart differently. The faces hidden by their helm-like head coverings were filled with reverence.
That was the power to bring the dead back to life. Even a faith-based magic caster in the Heroic Realm might not be able to master such power.
To an ordinary person, this was nothing short of a miracle!
No, even to these powerful individuals present, who held high status among ordinary people, it was a miracle all the same.
The Holy Knight Order erupted in cheers, their gloomy mood completely swept away.
"He chose a good time."
Tang Zheng thought to himself.
The impact of Kelart using "Raise Dead" at this moment far exceeded the effect it would have had if he had informed everyone in advance.
"Mm..."
The boisterous cheering woke Enri. She lifted her head in a daze, looking toward the source of the sound.
"What happened?" Enri propped herself up in a panic, thinking another attack had occurred.
"As expected of Enri. You take a nap, and those dead paladins come back to life," Tang Zheng's lighthearted laughter rang out as he spoke half-jokingly.
"Resurrected?"
Enri's eyes cleared. Seeing that her captain was not in a hurry, she realized it wasn't an enemy attack, but then she grew even more confused.
She vaguely remembered her captain telling her, 'Take a nap, and those who died might just come back to life.'
"I-I'm sorry, Lord Captain, your clothes..."
Enri's earlobes suddenly turned crimson. Propping herself up with her arms, she saw the spot where she had been sleeping and the patch of the white robe soaked with her tears, and she stammered, at a loss for what to do.
"Don't worry about such small things."
"Right now, those resurrected paladins have you to thank," Tang Zheng said pointedly.
Night arrived.
The Beast General, Hector Weiss, led the demi-humans to clear out the undead near the two factions' areas. There weren't many.
Just some scattered, low-tier undead.
It seemed that the Zuranon side understood that with the humans and demi-humans having joined forces, their disadvantage of low numbers was now compensated for, so they no longer sent out large numbers of undead to attack.
The entire night.
Passed in abnormal calm.
The next morning, Kelart, having recovered his magic power overnight, resurrected another five people.
Only then.
Kōkosh of the Seven-Colored Scales and the others from the demi-human faction once again wanted to negotiate with Tang Zheng and his group to discuss attacking Zuranon as soon as possible.
Kelart refused this proposal, using the excuse that the human faction had not yet 'fully recovered from their injuries and regained their stamina.'
In the blink of an eye, another full day passed.
It was now March 31st.
Kelart continued, resurrecting 10 people. Kōkosh of the Seven-Colored Scales came again to discuss, and Kelart refused for the same reason.
Upper Wind Month.
April 1st.
Kelart still resurrected 10 people. Of the 51 paladins who had originally died, apart from the ten who became undead and could no longer be resurrected, 30 had already been brought back.
There were still 11 people who had not been fully resurrected.
This time, Gagaran and the Beast General, Hector Weiss, came to negotiate. Kelart, however, couldn't be bothered to find a reason and refused them directly.
Restlessness stirred within the demi-human faction, but it was quickly suppressed.
Tang Zheng quietly watched it all, feeling a bit impatient himself. He had already guessed Kelart's objective.
The demi-human forces far outnumbered the humans, with their numbers reaching over 5,000. So many demi-humans needed food and water.
And they had not brought an excess of supplies.
This led to the demi-humans sending out several squads last night specifically to gather supplies and water.
Remedios, "Pink" Isidro, and Gustav, the three paladin captains, each led a squad of a dozen paladins.
They followed the demi-humans, using the same excuse of lacking supplies.
The Abelion Hills were currently suffering from a severe drought.
The water issue could be solved with the nearby rivers, but the key problem was food. The food these demi-human troops were using was all from the supplies traded with the Holy Kingdom.
Kelart wanted to use this point to determine the approximate location of the demi-human gathering place, because a settlement of over ten thousand demi-humans would absolutely not be too far from where these supplies were stored.
As for the location Gagaran provided initially?
The moment Kelart saw the demi-human troops, he realized the location Gagaran had provided was already obsolete.
In addition.
They could also use this opportunity to observe Zuranon's movements.
Although the humans had the fewest numbers, they actually held the initiative on whether to attack Zuranon!
The demi-humans lacked the power to counter the Death Knights and the Alliance Leader, so they could only rely on the humans.
This was also the reason Kōkosh of the Seven-Colored Scales repeatedly tried to negotiate the time of attack. The longer it was delayed, the more disadvantageous it would be for the demi-human faction.
These past few days.
Enri, on the other hand, got along very harmoniously with the resurrected paladins. This was perhaps related to the fact that she had brought their corpses back.
The average level of this group of paladins was around 7 to 8. After experiencing death once, their levels had plummeted to the standard of 2 to 3.
Swing the sword!
Train!
This became the main task for these resurrected paladins. They wanted to recover their lost power as quickly as possible, but they were also keenly aware that they would probably be unable to help in the upcoming battle.
"*Huff... huff...*"
Enri's breathing was ragged. Sweat dripped from her eyelashes into her eyes, stinging so much she could barely keep them open, yet she never wiped it away. Her hands trembled as she tightly gripped the heavy longsword.
This scene fell upon the eyes of the resurrected paladins around her. No one spoke up to advise her, because at this moment, they understood Enri's persistence more than anyone.
Just as they did themselves!
"Your arms are too soft."
"Your grip on the sword is also a bit off. Don't hold it so tightly."
Remedios had come to Enri's side at some point, sizing her up with a cold gaze:
"Don't blame me for discouraging you, but it's too late for you to start training at your age. You simply don't have the aptitude for it."
"I want to try," Enri bit her lip and said stubbornly.
Seeing this, Remedios couldn't be bothered to remind her again.
If Enri hadn't desperately saved the paladins' corpses, she wouldn't even have spoken to this ordinary girl.
She turned around.
The cloak, passed down through generations of paladins, swung.
Remedios's shoulder and chest armor scraped against each other, making a sound as she walked imposingly up to Tang Zheng.
"You should be able to see it too. She has no talent. If she keeps training like this, she'll just ruin herself," Remedios said, a trace of coldness on her well-proportioned face.
"I have healing magic," said Tang Zheng.
"You!"
Remedios's eyes widened, somewhat exasperated.
"Right, I thank you on Enri's behalf."
"The training methods and techniques of you paladins aren't supposed to be shared with outsiders, are they?" Tang Zheng said suddenly.
Facing Tang Zheng's gaze.
"Hmph!"
Remedios turned her head away, snorted coldly, and walked away. "It has nothing to do with me. Those guys were willing to teach her. Those techniques are family heirlooms."
"It takes more than just effort to become a paladin."
Compared to Kelart, Remedios, this somewhat stubborn woman who wasn't adept at thinking, was much easier to approach and communicate with.
"Strange..."
Tang Zheng's gaze returned to Enri, his eyes narrowing imperceptibly.
He didn't know if it was an illusion.
He faintly sensed some inexplicable change about Enri, yet it was as if it didn't exist. He used "Ninjutsu: Detect" to check.
Enri's level was still 1, with only the basic class of Farmer.
