Chapter 352

"Your Highness, you are back."

Marcus, the old housekeeper, welcomed him and looked very tired.

He is now in a very poor physical condition, equivalent to an old man of 60 or 70 years old. Coupled with several hours of commanding operations, his physical strength and spirit have been exhausted to the extreme, and he is about to lose his support.

"Samuro, help him to the monastery."

Gawain gave an order and then looked at bishop Graves: "the wounded must be treated as soon as possible. All the dead must be taken to the monastery and let the militia rush to make the coffin. I will preside over the funeral tomorrow. None of them are allowed to die before they die!"

"There is a fountain of light, there is a glorious son, and I promise that no one will die, Archbishop!"

Bishop graves quickly promised, and then hurried away with the North County priests.

The four light springs are constantly emitting holy light energy. Anyone who is next to them will receive continuous weak treatment.

Every spring of light can carry out active level 3 treatment once a day, and the treatment effect will exceed the "secondary treatment".

With them, the healing ability of the North County monastery has indeed been enhanced a lot.

"Van Clive, for the time being, you are in charge of security and guard against night attacks by jackals."

Tonight is the most dangerous.

After tonight, the wounded will be treated and their "overload" will disappear. Even if so many jackals appear again, they will not be afraid.

North County Abbey.

In the hall, the four springs of light emit strong holy light.

Many of the wounded lay on the ground and all got up to salute Gawain.

"Don't move, get well!"

Gawain stopped them, and then asked samuro to help van Clive arrange defense. He took the old housekeeper Marcus into the back small room.

"What's the matter, your highness?"

Marcus was confused. He didn't know what Gawain was doing with him.

He is tired and sleepy now. He just wants to have a good sleep.

"Is the silver gun I gave you still there?" Gao Wen asked with a smile.

"... yes! But I can't carry it."

Marcus fought with his eyelids and forced himself to shake his head. "It's too heavy! Your highness, I can't fight for you. I can only help you manage your territory!"

"You're not a good housekeeper, Marcus. My mother said you belong to the battlefield."

Gao Wen smiled and raised his hand. His hand was a card.

A card that shines white.

Marcus's eyes lit up when he saw the card.

He thought of a picture before, and then thought of what Gao Wengang had just said. His heart clicked and his tone trembled: "ancestors... Treatment?"

A "ancestral treatment" made Lancelot get rid of the invasion of evil energy and move steadily towards the peak of his life.

Second, can you cure yourself?

"Ancestral healing may not cure you, Marcus, but this card will."

Gaowen's mouth showed a smile: "this card is' reincarnation '."

"... reincarnation?"

Marcus was stunned: "the reincarnation of the shaman priest? Isn't that spell only for the shaman priest himself?"

Another saying of "reincarnation" is "rebirth". The shaman priest seals the soul of an ancestor in his own body, and then when he dies, the soul of the ancestor exhausts its strength to revive himself, which is equivalent to changing one life for another. Indeed, it can only revive the caster.

But the problem is, it's not a spell, it's a spell card.

Although only Gawain can be used, the caster is not Gawain, but Azeroth.

Under the influence of Azeroth's law, the effect naturally changes.

"The gods of Azeroth protect you, Marcus."

Gawain looked at Marcus and smiled, "are you ready?"

Marcus looked blankly: "what preparation do you need?"

"Like... Nothing?"

Gao Wen raises his hand, the card turns into white light and disappears, and an illusory figure appears.

The virtual shadow raised his hands and the green light representing life fell on Marcus.

Then Marcus turned into a green light and disappeared into a soft light.

In the soft light, it is Marcus's floating soul.

There are a lot of evil energy around the soul, which is expelled by soft light and scattered in the air.

Only his clothes fell to the ground.

The soft light gradually shaped into the shape of Marcus and integrated with his soul.

Marcus, resurrected!

But he is no longer a white haired Longzhong, but a middle-aged man of about 40.

He is healthy, muscular and full of the texture of life.

Very handsome, more handsome than ever, even better than Lancelot.

If the full score of beauty is 10, then he is 11 or 12.

Very fit.

His body is very well proportioned. He doesn't have the bulging muscles of Mr. bodybuilder at all. If you want to describe it, it is more like the middle-aged version of "David", the legendary sculpture of Michelangelo.

The masculine smell can cause 10000 fatal injuries to women.

Even Gao Wen, a serious straight man, was in a trance. How many women in the world can be immune to his face?

Gawain saw Marcus's attributes.

55。

Up to level 5!

Obviously, this is Marcus' attribute at his peak, 13 years ago.

Already very good!

More than 90% of the four million people in the whole Thousand Island principality are human, and no human has reached level 7 in naked clothing attribute by virtue of his own training.

There are few of level 6.

Level 5 is basically a very high attribute. After all, humans are born inferior to jackals and orcs. The average attribute of adult humans is level 1, jackals and orcs are level 2, Tauren is level 3, and ogres are level 4

The gap between races is really not generally large.

You know, Marcus was less than 30 years old 13 years ago. He was in his prime, and there was still a lot of room for growth.

If he hadn't wasted 13 years, maybe his naked attribute could reach level 6 and stand at the peak of ordinary humans in the Thousand Island principality.

Even if you are lucky enough, you may have the hope of promotion to legend.

After all, he is known as a "genius" and comes from a famous family. He does not lack equipment, medicines and strange things to enhance his physique.

Marcus obviously likes his body and is very satisfied with his current state.

13 years, 13 years of weakness, has become the past.

He's finally back!

He began to appreciate his body, touch it with his hands, feel it with heart, and show it with strength.

Long lost body, long lost texture, long lost strong muscles, and long lost what

All this made Marcus feel satisfied.

Gao Wen was helpless.

He was really not interested in comparing the size of some special parts, but Marcus just swayed around in front of him. How can he not compare? It's really some

Disgusting!

"Can you put on your clothes and hang around, Marcus?"

Gawain reminded.

"Ah?"

Marcus's face turned red and he hurried to pick up his trousers.

It's really embarrassing to wander around in front of young people.

You should find a girl to practice your hand!

Or find more girls?

"Go get your silver gun and find another war horse."

Gawain turned around and couldn't see the pickle. His eyes and mind were much refreshed. He said, "from today on, you are the head of the storm Knight order. In addition, you are also the deputy of Lancelot, responsible for commanding our military forces."

"Ah?"

Marcus froze.

Those extraordinary years appeared in front of us, and Marcus burst into tears.