One hundred meters underground in the city of magic, there is a heavily guarded dungeon. The dungeon is dark and humid, and the sun is out of sight all year round. It is shrouded in a ritual of banning magic to isolate magic, and there are many legion members outside. The people among them will never escape that day.

On this day, the dungeon seemed to be full of excitement. Many undead scholars with vigilant expressions and serious faces came to the dungeon and set up various strict spell rituals here. The villains imprisoned here in the dungeon kept flickering eyes at each other, and they knew that a newcomer was about to be sent in.

In one of the cells, a half-human, half-lich legendary hero is sitting quietly here. Even if the cell is surrounded by enchantment rituals, the effect of all meditation will be suppressed to the minimum, and not even a drop of mana can gather in the body. , but for mages, meditation is still the best way to recharge their batteries.

"I don't know who it is, but it fell into the hands of the Lord of the Undead... Judging from the previous movement in the city, it seems that the person who was arrested was not an ordinary person."

"I must escape from here...Damn it, no matter who made the noise just now, as long as you can get me out of here..."

Inside the dungeon, there are whispers of desperate and crazy people. The only ones responsible for guarding the prisoners are lifeless undead and fleshless corpses. If they stay in such a prison for many years, their fate will not be so good. Go, either be completely driven mad by inner torture, or be completely executed if you fail to escape.

Those noisy whispers didn't affect the legendary hero who was sitting in meditation at all. No matter what the illusion around him was, his heart was always clear and there was no distracting thoughts in it.

If an ordinary mage had this kind of tenacious determination, it would be difficult for him to lose his head while casting the spell. However, for this half-human, half-dead hero, this couldn't be easier. Not something to rave about.

"I remember you...you are the necromancer who tricked the hero Jenny, I remember your name, you are Sandro."

A sound of identification came from the ear, and the evil hero also opened his eyes, quietly looking at the person who made the sound. In another cell not far away, an elf with slender ears was being imprisoned. Judging from the blood stains left on his body, it was obvious that he had gone through a battle before he was captured.

"Who are you? I haven't seen you in Eri." After being called out by the elf, Sandro asked calmly.

"I am the lord of the quiet city appointed by the Elf King, Eri Elf Yin Wo. Although my relationship with Jenny is not good, I know what you have done. You deceived the hero Jenny, and under the guise of research Let her collect the undead artifact ghost king cloak for you, and finally gave the artifact to Rhodes, which brought deep disaster to the whole Eri." Yin Wo reprimanded in a deep voice.

Listening to Yin Wo's reprimand, Sandro just shook his head: "It seems that you don't know much."

Yin Wo didn't answer for a while, after recognizing that Sandro was the necromancer who deceived the hero Jenny and indirectly contributed to the catastrophe that Eli suffered, Yin Wo certainly didn't have a good look at him, and let out a muffled sound in his mouth Hmph, then turned his head to the side and ignored Sandro.

Not long ago, when the feast of kings was coming to an end, Yin Wo's identity was exposed as expected. He tried to use the most delicious apple pie in the whole of Eri to make a deal with the legendary king of lust in ancient legends, and with the help of pictures The power of Larion's beasts against the invincible Lord of the Undead.

However, what Yin Wo could never have imagined was that the king of lust betrayed him first, not only using powerful mental magic to completely confuse his heart, but also knowing all the information from him, and finally handing him over Given to the Lord of the Undead, what awaits Yin Wo is the fate of being imprisoned by the Lord of the Undead.

During the time of being locked in the dungeon, Yin Wo was thinking about how to escape from here all the time. The dungeon of the Lord of the Undead is heavily guarded, and even if the surface of the magic city is attacked, it will not affect it at all. This also makes Yin Wo very helpless, but the persistence in his heart makes him unwilling to really give up, and he has been looking for it. way of escape.

In order to escape from the dungeon, relying on Yin Wo's strength alone is naturally insufficient. The strength of the elite guards nearby alone is enough for Yin Wo to drink a pot. If he wants to escape by himself, That was something that couldn't be done no matter what, so Yin Wo could only find a way to unite with other prisoners who were also unwilling to be trapped here.

Just as Yin Wo was looking for a suitable opportunity to escape, a half-human, half-dead figure suddenly flashed in his sight, and he also recalled some anecdotes circulating in the jungle guardian, and recognized the person trapped in the forest. The evil hero in the prison is Sandro who once deceived Jenny.

After a moment of silence, Yin Wo looked back again. From other prisoners nearby, he learned that Sandro had contact with Rhodes not long ago, and he might be able to get information about the Lord of the Undead from him. , So he took the initiative to ask: "If you want to escape from here, I think we'd better abandon those grievances in the past and find a way to cooperate. I heard that you were taken away by the Lord of the Undead not long ago, and he told you What? Tell me, maybe it will help our plan."

Seeing Yin Wo ask about the previous incident, Sandro couldn't help frowning slightly: "In my perception, he didn't seem to say anything, but just asked me to change to a quiet room to stay, every once in a while Come in and take a look at me, it seems that he is just observing my reaction. However, according to my understanding of Rhodes, everything he does has a definite purpose, and he will never do such boring things , Maybe something happened that I don't know about... It would be fine if the Black Demon Sword is still there."

After listening to Sandro's answer, Yin Wo was obviously very dissatisfied. Sandro's answer was equivalent to saying nothing, and there was no useful news at all, so his face sank and he said: "It seems that you don't want to leave here, You're not telling the truth at all."

Sandro shook his head, glanced at him slightly contemptuously, not wanting to talk to Yin Woduo, then sat up straight again, and once again entered the state of meditation.

"Did you hear what I said?"

Yin Wo, unwilling to reconcile, continued to yell at Sandro who closed his eyes, but Sandro ignored him at all. In desperation, Yin Wo had no choice but to give up and turned his gaze to To those undead scholars who are busy.

Looking at it, Yin Wo seemed to have discovered something was wrong. Logically speaking, the prisoners sent to the dungeon were all enemies of the Lord of the Undead. After entering the dungeon, they hardly paid any attention to it, and even the food and water supply were intermittent, but the situation seemed to have changed at this moment.

As a member of the forest guardians, Yin Wo has also learned first aid from the rangers, knows how to bandage the wounds of injured animals in the forest, and knows many rituals specially developed for first aid. To Yin Wo's surprise, he actually saw from the undead scholars in front of him that they were setting up the first aid ritual, which was simply impossible.

The appearance of this situation made Yin Wo think a lot in his heart in an instant, and his sinking mind was completely activated at this moment. He thought that the person who was about to be sent to the dungeon had nothing to do with the violent vibration from above the ground before. Not only that, but his life must be extraordinary, otherwise, it would be impossible for necromancers to arrange first aid rituals to monitor vital signs at any time.

Regarding the arrangement of the first aid ritual, the undead scholars seem to be crappy, and it seems that such rituals have never been studied in detail before. For undead scholars, there is no need for them to use first aid rituals at all. No matter how seriously injured they are, they can immediately usher in rebirth in the realm of death. The restored ritual of first aid appears useless at all, and no necromancer will study it in detail.

"The Lord of the Undead has an order. This prisoner must not be allowed to die. Is the first aid ritual you arranged useful?"

Facing the undead scholars who were in a hurry, the warden Nunns who came to inspect his face was full of anxiety. He had never received such a strict order, and he even asked everyone in the dungeon to die no matter what happened. Light alone can't make the prisoner have trouble. However, since the order came from the Lord of the Undead, he could only obey the order with all his heart, and immediately found the undead scholars who had the most research on first aid in the country, and let them complete the arrangement of the ceremony.

"Master Nunns, we used to be mages in Bracada. First aid is not what we are good at. What we use to save people and treat injuries is healing magic, and there is no need to use first aid."

Faced with Nunes' accusations and urging voices, the faces of the nearby necromancers were also full of helplessness. Who made them never have the opportunity to learn first aid in Bracada before? Faced with Nunns' request, they can only try their best to arrange spell rituals with similar effects, but the effects of these spell rituals are far worse than those in real first aid.

Just when the undead scholars were at a loss, they suddenly heard a voice of guidance: "Your ceremony is completely wrong, and the proportion of water magic elements is completely out of balance. The healing effect of first aid is not only It relies on familiarity with magic, if the ritual is run like this, it is likely to bring various negative effects to the user of the ritual, not only cannot heal the injury, but will make the body weaker."

Hearing this wave of doubts, the nearby undead scholars were immediately furious. Some people even said that the magic ritual they arranged had such serious flaws. Such accusations are quite severe. The punishment of Warden Nunns.

Looking in the direction where the voice came from, the undead scholars finally saw clearly that the person who said these words was an Elf trapped in a prison.

After recognizing the man's elf identity, the undead scholars couldn't utter the words that had just reached their mouths. The elves' attainment in first aid is also recognized as the highest in the entire continent. Questioning an elf's attainment in first aid is equivalent to questioning the magic attainments of a Bracada mage. Spreading the word will only make people feel ridiculous.

In the kingdom of elves, the first aid technique is very effective. It can not only heal the injuries of elves and humans, but also further benefit the animals in the forest. Every year, there are countless seriously injured dying animals. After the first aid operation, the injury recovered little by little, and finally became alive and kicking again.

Facing the elf's reminder, the nearby necromancers did not answer for a while, and they all fell into silence. They are indeed not as good as Eli's elves in the mastery of first aid, but in terms of wisdom, how can elves be masters? opponent? Soon there were bursts of rebuttals:

"How do we arrange the first aid ceremony, and what does it have to do with you, the prisoner?"

"Who knows what you're thinking, would you really be so kind as to teach us how to arrange the ceremony?"

Facing the reprimands from a group of undead scholars, Yin Wo shrugged nonchalantly: "Whatever you say, I just mentioned the first aid ceremony casually, if it really delays the matter of the undead master , he is not going to punish me."

Hearing the name of Lord of the Undead mentioned in Yin Wo's mouth, the undead scholars hurriedly silenced, and dared not say a word for a while. In the entire kingdom of the undead, the prestige of the Lord of the Undead can be said to be known to everyone, and it has already penetrated into everyone. In the deepest part of an undead's heart, when Yin Wo mentioned the lord of the undead, no matter how the undead scholars refuted it, they seemed so powerless.

Compared with the momentary strife, if the final first aid ceremony is indeed flawed, what awaits the few undead scholars in front of them is not only the punishment of the Lord of the Undead, but also they will become sinners who cannot be washed away in the entire country, and will never be cleansed. Leave a shameful stroke in history, no matter which undead scholar dares to accept this treatment.

As Yin Wo mentioned, if the Lord of the Undead's affairs were really ruined, Rhodes' final punishment would not be him who was originally a prisoner, but those undead scholars who did not complete their tasks well.

Aware of the seriousness of the matter, the warden Nunns also did not dare to show any negligence. He gave the nearby undead scholars a hard look, hurried forward, and asked Yin Wo respectfully: " This prisoner, after talking so much, I still don't know your name is..."

"Elf Yin Wo." Yin Wo replied dandan.

"Is that Yin Wo..." After silently saying Yin Wo's name, Nunns said again, "I wonder what unique insights you have about first aid rituals?"