Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages Chapter 201

201 Guess Is Mistake

Archbishop Fao was constantly injured, and at the same time, she was quickly healing. Deacons, Bishops, combat Nuns, Holy Knights, and the hundred-strong Vatican team basically all had special healing abilities.

However, the stronger the characteristic, the greater the price to pay to use it. He did not know what the price to pay for such a large range of Protection characteristic was.

The white circle of light that was still rippling rapidly reduced the number of ghosts.

As long as Archbishop Fao could still withstand the injuries, humans would not lose.

A glorious victory.

The Terror Spirit had no intention of escaping. It fought until everyone died.

As for humans, there were no casualties.

Archbishop Fao slowly closed the thick book in her hand. The golden light receded, and the white light of healing slowly stopped. She walked towards the Vatican team in front.

“Clean up the battlefield.”

Van Helsing's voice sounded, and the guards of Machete City began to clean up the battlefield.

After the Terror Spirit died, the tattered white cloth lost its support and fell to the ground. Black balls of light floated in the air. These were the only spoils of war.

He could eat the same soup as yesterday again, right?

However, the color this time should be black.

Black seemed even more disgusting than green.

Fang Ping shook his head. He did not want to think about it. His gaze landed on the carriage behind him.

Only now did Fang Ping realize that the horse carriage was actually an alchemy product. It had a special characteristic with a decent attack power.

No spirits attacked the carriage. That was not their target.

The collection of spoils of war was very fast. What took more time was actually the recovery of crossbow bolts.

Fang Ping sat on the ground and rested. He looked at the people from the Heavenly Selection Class in front of him. Most of them were in low spirits. Fang Ping's heart was calm. He even wanted to laugh.

“Look at all of you mocking me earlier, saying that you're too weak and will only be a burden on the battlefield. Now, everyone in the team has become a burden.

Fang Ping did not mind. He was used to it, but others did not have such an experience, especially the advanced students in the front. This was probably their first time experiencing the feeling of being a burden.

It was good to experience it as soon as possible, they had to learn from their shame.

The team quickly set off.

After a fight, they set off again. They were much more relaxed. If they really fought, the possibility of encountering danger in the future would be much lower.

Fang Ping looked at the sky. There were no clouds in the clear sky. The sun shone on the top of the conifer tree, drawing a circle of gold on it.

Now that his mentality had changed, the feeling of looking at the scenery was different.

If he slept here, it would definitely be very comfortable. Lying on the soft conifers on the ground, his surroundings were quiet and dark. When he opened his eyes, it was a bright sky. When he closed his eyes

Fang Ping did not know what it meant to close his eyes.

This coniferous forest was smaller than Fang Ping had estimated. After walking for a while, he felt that the trees had become sparser. The coniferous trees slowly decreased, and the sunlight could shine down. The forest ground became brighter, and some low bushes appeared between the trees.

Now Fang Ping knew. No wonder the Undead wanted to ambush them in front. After walking here, the field of vision was wide and the visibility was high. It would be very difficult to ambush them.

This was Qing Niao's paradise again. He walked and stopped and picked a lot of wild vegetables. There were also a few plants that were rich in energy. The price was not low.

“This Spirit Grass can be used to make the Shadow Bomb Potion. Each one is at least a silver dragon. Unfortunately, the energy dissipated too quickly. I can only eat it directly. What a waste.”

Qing Niao pinched a tiny black weed and was about to put it in its mouth when it shook its head and stuffed it into the cloth bag.

“Qing Niao, I feel that you not only know how to find wild vegetables, but you also know a lot about these alchemy herbs.”

Qing Niao scratched his head, a little embarrassed. “Actually, before I awakened, my dream was to become an alchemist. Young Master Ochir was an apprentice alchemist. He was the young master of the Red Cloud Chamber of Commerce that I used to study with. Sometimes, when he went out to attend gatherings, he would ask me to do his homework for him. He would identify and classify some alchemy herbs, so I know a little.”

“Alchemy.”

Fang Ping was also interested in alchemy. This was a supernatural science. Putting together a bunch of plant roots, animal blood, and so on, it turned into a bottle of medicine with supernatural abilities. It was indeed magical.

Qing Niao shook his head. “The method of making healing potions is unique to the Vatican. I don't know either.”

“Oh well.”

The Vatican? They had indeed done in-depth research on healing.

Fang Ping was just asking casually. For some reason, he suddenly thought of something else. He stood on his tiptoes and looked in front of the team. Then, he turned around and looked at the carriage behind him.

“Fang Ping, what's wrong?”

Fang Ping suddenly felt that something was not right.

“Qing Niao, have you seen any Elves?”

“In the carriage. They didn't come out. Fortunately, they weren't discovered by the Undead. Otherwise, it would be troublesome to attack the carriage.”

'In the carriage?'

Fang Ping knew what was strange.

With Sif dead, they were a gift from the Undead Lord to Rachel.

Equivalent exchange.

However, Sif was still in the carriage and did not show her face. What did these Undead mean by fighting to the death with Humans?

There's no point?

Perhaps Chen Long and the others were wrong. There was another reason for the Undead to appear here.

“Fang Ping, what's wrong? What happened?”

Fang Ping shook his head. “I'm fine.”

Qing Niao lowered his head to look for wild vegetables and various medicinal herbs. Fang Ping wore the Tranquil Heart Necklace and absorbed energy along the way since it was better than nothing.

One thing after another happened during this period of time. Fang Ping recalled that two months ago, when he had just joined the Silver Heron team, he had gone to eat with Collie and Andre.

Collie said that the world was safe. All the races had signed peace agreements and would not go to war.

Andre said that the continent was in turmoil. Cracks appeared among the various races, and disputes were endless. A war was about to break out at any moment.

The two of them even quarreled over this.

At that time, he did not know who was right. Until now, Fang Ping only wanted to laugh.

There was no need to argue about this question at all. Collie should still walk out and take a look. Staying in the Elf City and the Silver Heron team was still too small a world view.

Along the way, the Undead, Elves, Gnomes, Trolls, Dwarves, Dragons, Demons, and Humans had no peace agreements. Every race was fighting to the death. It was one or the other.

In the blink of an eye, many things had happened in the past two months.

The coniferous forest ended here. If they continued forward, they would reach the deciduous broad-leaved forest.

It was the Snow Moon now, but the trees here were still green.

The temperature here was obviously higher. If not for the fact that he was worried about encountering danger and needed to wear protective equipment, Fang Ping would have worn shorts.

It was too hot.

The Vatican at the front would occasionally engage in battles with some Magical Beasts.

Magical Beasts followed their instincts, but they were not fools. They would not specially block the way to die.

The stupid Magical Beasts had already died.

Soon, Fang Ping knew why the Magical Beasts were blocking the way. There was a water source ahead.

In the gaps between a few rocks was a spring. White water gurgled out and steam rose, carrying a strong stimulating smell.

Chapter end