Although Han Jin and the others ended the battle in a short period of time, the villagers still suffered heavy casualties. There were about fifty to sixty corpses on the ground. Moreover, no one cared about burying the corpses. Who knew when the vampires would appear again?
Han Jin and the others hurriedly packed up the corpses. They didn't care whether the villagers could keep up with them or not. Léger had explained in detail that the West City of the Beitman was about one hundred and fifty kilometers northwest. The vampires probably wouldn't dare to attack there, so the most important thing now was to try their best to reduce the time spent on the road.
However, at this moment of life and death, the villagers also burst out with their potential. They gritted their teeth and followed behind the group. They walked from noon to dusk. The group of a few hundred people had already stretched to a few miles long, sparsely scattered.
Stillberg, Little Joseph, and the others couldn't take it anymore. Seeing Han Jin stop and look back, they didn't care whether Han Jin was going to tell them to stop and rest. They first sat down on the ground and gasped for breath. In the whole group, the most relaxed people were probably Léger and Qi Li. In order to ensure everyone's fighting strength, they couldn't let the others carry Léger. Han Jin released two Wooden Talismans and let the wooden puppet carry one on its back and the other one in its arms. Although it was a bit wasteful, they couldn't be too careful at this time.
The villagers who arrived one after the other also sat down on the ground. Some of them even directly lay down, wailing.
"Let's rest here today," Sunier said softly.
"That's the only way." Han Jin nodded, then slowly sat down on the ground.
After the wooden puppet placed Léger and Qi Li on the ground, its body trembled, then suddenly fell forward and disappeared without a trace. A small greyish white wooden sculpture rolled into the grass. Little Joseph had good eyesight. He quickly jumped up, found the small wooden sculpture, and respectfully handed it to Han Jin.
Han Jin took the wooden sculpture. The Treant's body was green, and so was the wooden talisman. Now, the small wooden sculpture had turned greyish white, and it was covered with small cracks. With a gentle pinch, a series of small cracking sounds could be heard. In Taoist terms, the spiritual energy on the sculpture had been used up, and the small wooden sculpture had become a piece of rotten wood.
"Throw it away. It's useless now." Han Jin smiled.
"Can you give it to me?" Little Joseph asked timidly.
"What do you want it for?" Han Jin stared blankly. Seeing the hope in little Joseph's eyes, he vaguely understood something. He then took out a wooden talisman from his space ring and drew a few new talismans in the air. If he were to release it himself, he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble. If he were to give it to someone else, then he would have to make up for all the talismans. "This is for you. Take it."
"For … for me??" Little Joseph was surprised and happy at the same time.
"Yes." Han Jin nodded. "Didn't you learn magic from Sassoux? Use your spiritual energy to try to touch it. "
Little Joseph stared at the wooden talisman. After a while, he said in surprise, "Ah … there's a … a very strange feeling! It's really strange! "
"Then you can release it now."
"Thank you." Little Joseph said respectfully.
Han Jin looked around and saw that Stillberg's face was full of envy, but he didn't dare to ask for it himself. Han Jin smiled. "Stillberg, come here. There's one for you too."
Stillberg happily jumped up. "Young Master!"
Han Jin took out another wooden talisman and completed it. He handed it to Stillberg. "I don't think I need to teach you."
"Yes, Young Master, I will." Stillberg carefully put the talisman in his pocket.
"Ahem …" Sunier coughed. When Han Jin looked over, she glanced to the side.
Following Sunier's gaze, Qi Li and Michel were staring blankly at Stillberg and little Joseph. Han Jin couldn't help but sigh. Were they eating from the same pot?
"Qi Li, Michel, come here. You have a share too." Han Jin called.
"I don't need it. I'm safe with you guys protecting me." Qi Li paused for a moment, then smiled.
"Who can guarantee that there won't be any mistakes?" Han Jin said slowly. "If we can't help you in time, you can save yourselves."
"You don't have to be so polite." Sunier smiled. "Raphael is right. I'm just afraid that something unexpected might happen."
Qi Li and Michel didn't refuse anymore. They walked up to Han Jin, and Han Jin put the two modified talismans in their hands.
"Raphael, what about mine?" Morrisons came over with a smile. He even put his hand on Han Jin's shoulder to show the close relationship between the two.
"Get lost," Han Jin replied without hesitation.
"Are you serious? That's so unfair! "Morrisons yelled with a long face.
"Don't mess around. Making puppets requires magic power." Sunier said. Then she turned to Han Jin. "Raphael, apart from Holy Light, do you know any other spells that are more powerful?" Sunier also realized that the power of Holy Light was greatly reduced when dealing with powerful vampires. They had to find another way.
"Yes." Han Jin nodded.
"Then why haven't you used it before? Is it because it takes too long to prepare? " Sunier was overjoyed. "If that's the case … we can protect you with all our strength. How powerful is that spell?"
"If the enemies are all vampires, it should be able to kill hundreds of them," Han Jin said honestly.
"Then why are we running?" Morrisons jumped up.
"At the current speed … I'll be able to use that spell in three years."
"Damn …" Morrisons didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Only then did Sunier realize that she had been teased by Han Jin again. She couldn't help but roll her eyes. The coquettish look in her eyes suddenly brightened up.
Han Jin's eyes were sharp. He was curious. What kind of face was hidden behind that mask? It was said that elves were very beautiful. Han Jin said, "Sunier, how long have we been together? About half a year. Don't you think … it's time for us to see your true face? Maybe we'll be surrounded by vampires soon. At least don't leave us with regrets. "
"Yes, yes." Morrisons agreed with Han Jin's suggestion. He yelled, "Sunier, is there a rule in your tribe that you have to marry whoever sees your true face?"
"You've been listening to too many stories from the bards, haven't you?" Sunier said calmly.
"It's fine. I'd like to recommend someone to you." Morrisons acted as if he didn't understand what Sunier meant. He patted Han Jin's shoulder and said, "This is Mr. Raphael, a great prophet, a great puppet master, a great priest, a great magician, and a great noble. It's not an insult to be able to gather so many great things in one body, right?"
Sunier and Han Jin were stunned. They all knew that Morrisons liked to talk nonsense, but what he said was a little too much. It made them feel awkward. They didn't know whether to refute or not.
Morrisons saw that the atmosphere was very tense. It was too different from what he had imagined. He quickly changed the topic and said, "By the way, if you include the Berserk spell, Raphael is also a warrior."
Moxinke was right. Although Han Jin's physique was not as strong as Moxinke's, he was still very strong. Especially after being blessed with the madness, his speed and strength had been greatly improved, but he had no fighting strength. Moxinke was right. Although Han Jin's physique was not as strong as Moxinke's, he was still very strong.
"Raphael, how's the research on the Berserk spell? Have you made any progress? " Morrisons was obviously trying to find something to talk about. As long as he could successfully divert Sunier's attention, it would be fine. He couldn't stand the cold feeling.
Unfortunately, Morrisons seemed to have forgotten that in order to research the Berserk spell, one needed to have a research target. Morrisons was the best target.
Han Jin looked at Morrisons's seemingly concerned expression and laughed in his heart. He was walking right into the trap, wasn't he?
"If you didn't mention it, I would've forgotten. Don't worry, after we settle down, I'll 'seriously research' it with you."
After hearing Han Jin's words, Morrisons realized that he had just climbed out of a hole and immediately fell into a deeper one. He couldn't help but want to cry.
"But to be honest, this is the first time I've seen someone who can dabble in so many fields. Prophet, puppeteer, priest, and magician. Raphael, how did you do it?" Sassoux wasn't trying to resolve Morrisons' embarrassment. He was just asking a question that everyone wanted to know the answer to.
Even Sunier's gaze turned to Han Jin. She also wanted an answer.
"This … is very complicated." Han Jin pondered for a moment. "Maybe in the future. We'll talk about it when there's a chance."
Everyone was slightly disappointed, but they didn't pursue the matter. This was a personal matter. For example, Sunier had always been wearing a mask. Were they going to force Sunier to take off her mask?
"Since you're a puppeteer, why don't you create a mount? You should be able to bring many people with you. "Léger suddenly broke the silence.
Han Jin was stunned. It wasn't that he couldn't do some things, but that he couldn't think of it. He used to create wooden puppets mainly to protect himself. He had never thought of wasting his energy elsewhere. However, with his current energy absorption speed, the consumption of creating feys was negligible.
"Just now, you said that if I continue to wear a mask, I'll leave everyone with regrets. Is that right?" Sunier softly interjected.
"Hmm?" Han Jin was stunned. Wasn't the topic over? Why did Sunier bring it up again?
"Great Prophet, please allow me to address you as such for the last time …" Sunier revealed a bitter smile.
Sunier's words were filled with an ominous feeling. Han Jin suddenly remembered that Sunier had said that everyone was surrounded by vampires. This would leave them with regrets. He hurriedly raised his head and looked towards the sky. Under the faint twilight, a large number of black dots were rapidly flying towards them. There were at least a few hundred of them. Han Jin was immediately dumbfounded.
(Brothers, I'm in danger now. I'm gradually being pushed out. Those who have monthly votes, please help me …) (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com to read more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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