Chapter 293: An Unlikely Savior

  A Temple Knight slashed his sword at the fire elemental. If it were under normal circumstances, such an elemental creature would be no threat to him at all. But now, his movements were barely faster than a turtle's. Although he could swing the sword in his hand, the blade, lacking Battle Qi and speed, could not inflict any significant damage on the elemental giant.

  The long sword drew a few scattered sparks as it passed through the fire elemental's body. The fire elemental only paused for a moment, its tall body embracing the Temple Knight as if holding a lover.

  This embrace could truly be called incomparably passionate. The fire elemental forcefully pulled the Temple Knight into its own body. Amidst the red-yellow flames, only the Temple Knight's limbs could be seen convulsing, and his extremely muffled screams were transmitted through the air, compressed by gravity.

  Another Temple Knight, who was closer, tried to move over to help, but the lightning from the Minotaur priest's wand struck him down again. Even if a Lightning Bolt couldn't cause effective damage to a Temple Knight, it was not difficult to hinder their movements.

  The remaining Temple Knights let out a huge, simultaneous roar of fury. Their eyes were already bloodshot, and they were on the verge of frenzy. But even if they went mad, it was useless. In this Gravity Field, such a tactic was almost as if it had been specifically designed to deal with them.

  The screams gradually weakened. The charred corpse of this Temple Knight fell from the fire elemental's embrace, and the fire elemental continued to float towards another Temple Knight.

  The Temple Knights were filled with despair, and the Minotaur priest was not faring any better. Bean-sized beads of sweat were continuously seeping from the Minotaur's skin. The Gravity Field actually didn't last very long, only about a few minutes. According to his plan, he could absolutely have slaughtered all these Temple Knights. But because of the Drow reinforcements, the most powerful Blazing Might Shot and Thunderblast Bomb scrolls had already been consumed, and a lot of time had been wasted.

  This method of using only the fire elementals, while possible, was undoubtedly much less efficient. And once the Gravity Field failed, one could imagine without thinking what the Temple Knights' reaction would be, so the Minotaur priest was also very tense. He was no more at ease than the Temple Knights. Yet, he didn't dare to send both fire elementals forward at once. Although the Light Arrow wasn't very lethal, being hit by multiple shots in succession could still be fatal.

  Those about to be killed were tense and angry, but the killer was even more nervous than those he was killing. A strange scene appeared in this cavern of flying rocks and blood-soaked ground.

  Just at this moment, three black shadows suddenly fell from the sky, dropping directly from above. Amidst a huge crash, both the Temple Knights and the Minotaur priest were stunned.

  Above was the cavern's rock wall, and under the effect of the Gravity Field, rocks had been falling continuously. But these three black shadows were not rocks; they were people. Except for one of them, whose body slowed down just before landing, seemingly due to a Feather Fall spell, the other two slammed heavily onto the rocky ground with a loud crash, actually smashing two huge pits into the rock surface with their bodies.

  These were two almost completely naked men. One was tall, his muscles so solid and broad they seemed like a fortress of flesh. Even a Minotaur warrior, with a larger frame, would seem less powerfully built at a glance. The other was much smaller by comparison, but only in comparison. This one, in terms of his skeletal structure and the shape of his muscles, should have been a very perfect young human male.

  It was just that the originally perfect physiques of these two men were now completely twisted. Falling from such a height in this gravity environment, even an iron statue would be completely deformed, let alone a body of flesh. Now, their hands and feet were twisted in strange ways. Bones protruded from their broken limbs, muscles were torn, pulling the skin open, and the abdomen of the younger, slimmer man had been ripped open by the rocks, with a section of his intestines spilling out.

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  But these two men didn't seem to think this was a big deal. They nimbly reset their twisted bones, pushed their deformed muscles back into their bodies, and then stood up again. Their movements were incredibly skillful, like a master craftsman handling his own tools.

  What seeped from their wounds was not red blood, but a black, viscous liquid. The strange odor it emitted even overpowered the original smells of burnt stench and blood that filled the cavern. Moreover, this liquid, which had originally seeped out, was drawn back into their bodies through the wounds, and the broken wounds healed. To have such actions, such abilities, these two could by no means be called human.

  However, these two extremely strange men did not attract everyone's attention. Both the Temple Knights and the Minotaur priest were focused on another person.

  This was the man who had used Feather Fall while falling. From this, it seemed he was a living person. His upper body was bare, and a jet-black sword and two pouches were slanted at his waist.

  The Temple Knights all gasped in unison when they saw his face. Lancelot's face, on the other hand, turned pale, and his pupils contracted.

  This man paid no heed to Lancelot and the Temple Knights, but walked straight towards the Black Dragon, who was lying completely collapsed there. A white Battle Qi light glowed on his body. Every step he took landed with a loud rumble, sending rocks flying. Even in this Gravity Field, his movements were still not too slow. In just a few steps, he reached Moriel's massive body. He raised his hand and pressed it on the dying Moriel, and then a flash of white magical light appeared on the Black Dragon's body.

  If this man's previous actions had only astonished everyone, then his next action made everyone terrified, and that was extreme terror.

  "What are you doing? Stop!" Both the Temple Knights and the Minotaur priest roared in extreme shock and panic.

  After a layer of white light, the huge wound on Moriel's shoulder had already begun to slowly stop bleeding and close up. Although the extent of the closing was insignificant compared to the massive wound, it was undoubtedly a healing effect. It was no longer necessary to explain what this man was doing. This was not just white magic, but at least a bishop-level Healing Spell of white magic.

  Moriel had long been lying there, unable to move and completely silent. Even if she wasn't truly completely dead, in the minds of the Temple Knights and the Minotaur priest, she was just a corpse. But the white magic from this man undoubtedly corrected the concept in their minds: no matter how high-level, white magic is useless on a corpse. Moriel was still alive.

  Then the man took a deep breath, and a layer of green light once again appeared on Moriel's body. The green light and the fluctuations of the white magic did not repel each other; instead, they merged and seeped into the dragon's body. The recovery speed of the wound on Moriel's shoulder suddenly accelerated, and everyone could even hear a light panting sound coming from the dragon's maw.

  The Temple Knights, and the Minotaur priest outside the cavern, heard this pant. It was as if the pant had sprayed onto their hearts, feeling as if all the blood and nerves in their bodies had been scorched by a dragon's breath. It was proof of life, a sign of awakening and recovery.

  And the magical fluctuations from the man's hand did not stop there, but instead continued to be sent into the dragon's body incessantly. This man seemed not only to want to save Moriel's life, but also to directly heal her.

  This was something that could not be permitted, for anyone. The fire elemental that had already floated next to a Temple Knight abruptly turned and rushed towards the man. Even the fire elemental that had been protecting the Minotaur priest rushed out together. The wand in the Minotaur priest's hand also erupted with a bolt of lightning that struck the man.

  Seizing this opportunity, all the Temple Knights, including Wilskey who was already on the ground, made their move. However, the target of these few Light Arrows was no longer the Minotaur priest outside the cavern, but the man beside the Black Dragon.

  The person who could appear here at this time and do such a thing could only be Ethan.

  Fusing the white magic's Divine Grace with nature magic's Healing Spell, the vibrant magical power within Ethan surged madly into the Black Dragon's body, mending the huge wound caused by the Holy Light Cross Sword. He felt the nearly severed life force within the Black Dragon finally reconnect under his magic.

  Ethan could feel the attacks from behind. He did not dodge or retreat, allowing the Temple Knights' Light Arrows to shine on his body. The white Battle Qi light on him flared up instantly, forcefully enduring the three light arrows. He did not move from his spot, his hand still on Moriel's massive body, continuously sending out magical power. Also hitting him simultaneously with the Light Arrows was the Minotaur priest's Lightning Bolt. But in the face of his fully unleashed Battle Qi, this mid-level spell had little effect.

  By this time, the red fiery giant had already floated behind him. In this Gravity Field, the agility of such an elemental giant was absolutely unmatched by anyone. Ethan still did not move, allowing the fiery giant to open its arms and envelop him. The healing magic was not yet complete; he could not move yet. In truth, Moriel's life force had long been on the verge of collapse. If not for the dragon's own immense and powerful life force, she would not have lasted until now.

  What constituted the elemental giant's body was the purest elemental power from the fire elemental domain. Although not as extremely high-temperature as the Blazing Might Shot after being concentrated to the extreme, melting ordinary steel was not a problem. Even top-tier armor like the Radiant Battleplate could not save the previous Temple Knight, and Ethan was bare-chested.