Chapter 118

"Let him go! I'll go with you

"You are... You are the watchmen!"

"Let me go! Let go of dick

Dick shakes his head. He hears lyadeline's exclamation and the clash of weapons in a trance. He pulls out the Crusader sword hanging from his waist with his hard backhand. But before he gets up, a green shadow appears in front of him in the form of glitter, and the steel armor is clenched into a fist.

"Bang!"

Dick's eyes darkened again and he fell on his back.

When he woke up again, he didn't know how long it would be. Dick's head ached. Every time he shook it, it was like shaking his brain out. He moaned and turned over from the stone platform. As a result, he heard a clatter.

Paladin subconsciously looked back, well, a thick black chain, is locking his left hand, bound him in a half circle with a radius of more than one meter.

His armor and weapons were taken away, but the attacker, who was suspected to be the watchman, piled up his weapons and armor in the corner of the dark grotto. Dick didn't see his own fire of justice, but he saw the sword of the Crusader.

That's enough!

The paladin licked his thirsty lips, looked around, and found that there was no watchman. He turned around, his right index finger and middle finger together, and gently cut down.

Nothing happened!

Dick's eyes widened. He could feel the power of the Holy Light surging in his body, but he couldn't use it. He put his eyes on the thick chain of his left hand. Dick put the chain in front of his eyes, and then he saw the dense magical patterns on the chain. Whenever he tried to drum up the power of the holy light, those twisted magical patterns would shine, It's like a beating spirit, breaking up the holy light.

"Please... No manacles!"

Dick scratched his head. This was not the first time he saw such a high-level thing. At the beginning, Kel'Thuzad used this thing to deal with Miss Gianna. In the warehouse of the silver hand knights, there were several pairs of forbidden magic shackles, but in general, they were chicken ribs.

Because the shackles of forbidding demons have to lock the target in order to take effect, that is to say, you must subdue the other party first, but you can subdue the other party. Isn't it easier to kill with one sword? What else are the shackles for! Moreover, the production of this thing is extremely complicated. It's not a very important guy with high status or strong destructive power. Generally, there is no such treatment.

Dick didn't expect that he would have another day to be served by the forbidden magic shackles, but he didn't have no choice.

The watchers didn't take off the gloves of Dick's left hand, so they should not find the secret of the silver hand. Dick stroked the thumb of his left hand with his right hand, fumbled a few times, and then squeezed it hard.

"Click!"

There was no expression on his face.

Don't forget, silver hands don't feel pain, so even using "thumb dislocation", an escape technique that only the most elite veterans can use, Dick won't be a big problem. Now he is only glad that the watchmen lock his left hand instead of his right.

This skill was learned by Dick from those old scouts who farted and chatted four years ago when he retired from the Scouts of the fourth Legion. It's very painful. Only the most determined people can learn it. Dick did not expect that he would use this skill one day.

The pain of dislocating one's thumb is enough to make an elite soldier lose combat effectiveness in more than ten minutes. Moreover, this skill is very particular. If one can't do it well, it will lead to disability.

After the dislocation of the thumb, Dick carefully grasped the ring of the chain, and bit by bit "ground" the palms together from the ring. Then he pressed the thumb in the palm and rubbed it gently.

"Click!"

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On the other side, Malin sits on a wooden chair, watching the weapon taken from her sister lea dellin treating her injuries. The warm holy light makes her a little distracted. The green dagger flies in her palm, just like a butterfly. With the skill of a watchman, she only needs to throw it lightly. The poisoned dagger will pierce lea dellin's heart.

However, the high spirit didn't seem to have any other thoughts. After treatment, kodana, who was the most injured, fell asleep. Although she was still seriously injured, at least she didn't worry about her life.

The other sisters, under the treatment of the Holy Light surging in lyadeline's hands, all recovered from their serious injuries.

Although the number of watchmen is small, they are not isolated. In fact, even if there is only one headquarters left, hundreds of members will frequently perform missions all over the world. Watchmen protect their compatriots in their own way. In remote areas, as long as there are traces of spirit, there will be traces of Watchmen.

Generally speaking, the Elven travelers who often go out and travel around the world have secret ways to contact the headquarters of the watchmen. For these people, the legendary watchmen are more reassuring protectors than the sentinels. However, there are not many of them. As a long-lived species, Elven society rarely appears. They are very sensitive to changes in the outside world, Very interested in the spirit of the traveler.

But they do travel around the world, but most ordinary people don't see them.

Merlin knew that the high elf was a paladin. It was said that it was a profession that had sprung up in the human kingdom of the east continent in the last ten years. However, Merlin's attack on Dick was an accident. When she was looking for a priest, she occasionally saw Dick treating the chick, which was what happened later.

"Mirana, where's Marley?"

Melin moved her lips and stood beside her like a bird chirping. The armed watchman looked back and whispered in the same way,

"It's time for her to deliver food to that guy... Wait, it's not the right time! Marley's wasted too much time

"Go and have a look!"

Merlin's voice was a little louder, but the next moment, the collision of armor appeared in the deepest entrance of the cave.

In the shadow of the dim candlelight, Dick's left hand turned, and the iron owl helmet was thrown on the ground, banging.

Millin grabs the wheel beside her. Mirana is already in the shadow, but Dick just purses his mouth and moves the sword around the little watchman's neck. A bloodstain appears on the lavender skin.

Mirana had to reappear in the same place.

"Lyadeline, come here!"

Dick coughed softly, and nodded at the high elves who were looking at him. The latter hesitated to look at the watchers who were being treated, and walked to dick in three or two steps.

"Human! Put down our sisters

Merlin's voice was filled with some kind of anger, like a volcano about to be detonated. "There are 17 watchers here, you can't escape!"

"Yes, I see, 17 disabled generals! 17 lost dogs! Guess how many sisters you have to lose before I die? Well, do you dare to make a bet? "

Dick sticks out his tongue and licks his dry lips. His face is a little pale. Lyadeline also sees the broken armor on Dick's back waist and the bleeding wound in it.

He overestimated his skills, even though they were all Lord level, even though the girl named Malay was still in a serious state, and even though Dick had the advantage of sneak attack, he still fought for the cost of injury to capture the catcher as a hostage.

So, the most annoying thing about Dick is the catcher, the enemy of playing skills. No matter how strong you are, what's the use if you can't beat him?

In the face of Dick's threat, Merlin raises her left hand with a sneer. The watchers who walk unsteadily grab the dagger or knife wheel one after another. For a moment, the situation of Dick and lyadeline becomes dangerous again.

"The watchman never accepts threats! Let go of Marley. After the treatment, I'll let you go! Or kill Malay, and you two will be buried with her! "

Dick's eyes shrank. He felt that he was not facing more than a dozen women, but more than a dozen female wolves. They were the most dangerous female wolves who were injured. In the emerald dream to see the combat effectiveness of these watchers, Dick has never seen them, but now, the real face-to-face, Dick found that he still underestimated them.

After nearly 10 seconds of confrontation, Dick could feel that the palms of lyadeline's hands were sweating. He knew that he could not go on like this.

"Where are you watchmen from? As long as you promise not to hurt my subordinates, I can find a professional priest to treat you! As you can see, lyadeline and I don't have outstanding healing skills. Your subordinates are seriously injured. Even if they barely save their lives, they will have an impact on the future fighting... Wait a minute, are you from the watch island? "

Dick's voice changed its tone. Before Marlene could answer, his voice increased a degree. Suddenly, he thought of a person he was about to forget. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Marlene,

"Illidan, released?"

When she heard these words, her eyes shrank. Her voice was no longer depressed and low, but became sharp,

"Who are you! How do you know about watch island and Illidan? "

Dick did not answer this question. His brain was spinning rapidly. Illidan appeared earlier than in the original history. He keenly felt that this matter should have something to do with himself, but... Why?

The current situation is much better than in the original history. Garod keeps at least half of the demons in the gray Valley war zone, and the druids and the green dragon also join the battlefield. Tyrande has no reason to release Illidan at the risk of turning over with Maiev. Or is this woman suddenly enlightened, she discovered the hidden danger behind the war?

Dick forced himself to calm down. He took a deep breath and looked at mileen.

"We'll talk about this later. I'm Dick, commander of the first expeditionary Corps. Garrod and I are comrades in arms. I rescued him from the devil's hand. Tyrande and I are not friends. At present, I'm responsible for defending Isala's devil offensive. You see, we have a basis for cooperation, don't we?"

"What are you trying to say? Cunning human

Mylene's momentum did not change, but her left hand let Dick see the hope. He gently released the blade of the Crusader sword from Marley's neck, which made Mylene feel relieved. But just as Milana was ready to escape into Dick's shadow, the paladin suddenly spoke,

"Come to my camp, watchmen!"

"What?"

Meline thought she had heard it wrong, but Dick repeated it,

"Come to my camp, I will arrange the priests to treat you properly, and help you hide your tracks. As a price, I hope you can help my Legion when I need it!"

Dick's sword takes back the scabbard, Mirana's figure disappears from the original place. When she reappears, they have already grasped Marley's shoulder. They escape into the shadow, and in the blink of an eye, they return to Marlene.

Dick stepped forward, moved his hand, and extended his hand to Marlene,

"You need treatment, you need warm water to relax your spirit, you need delicious food to replenish your energy, and you need reliable allies to protect you. I can give you all of these!"

Marlene looked at the paladin who was half a head lower than herself. She took a deep breath. She knew better than anyone how important Dick's words were to all the injured sisters who were tired and hungry. However, as the right arm of Ms. Maiev, she remained vigilant.

To be exact, no one will believe a qualified catcher.

"So, what do you need?"

Dick shrugged. "I've come across the sea to fight with demons in this strange land, and I've been caught here by you. There are enough bad things. If I say I'm just being kind to people, will you believe it?"