Chapter 484: Abduction "Keep shooting, don't get close to those zombies, their vitality is very strong, break into pieces!"
A female Dark Elf officer uses amplification magic to loudly direct the Dark Elves to clear the zombies that are rushing in their faces.
Although zombies are extremely dangerous in the dark, the level of danger they encounter today is probably even higher.
The disciplined and experienced Dark Elf troops, coupled with all kinds of powerful equipment, are probably no less dangerous than the legendary magicians in the danger of attack, and those zombies were still hundreds of meters away from the location of the Star of Light, and they were beaten into a sieve by the scorching light, but even if they fell weakly, they still could not escape the attack of the Dark Elves.
Since they had learned through satellites in advance that the melee combat ability of these purple zombies was very strong, the dark elves were now taking care of these zombies at a ten-year standard, as long as the limbs and heads of the zombies were connected, the dark elves would not hesitate to completely cut them into harmless corpses.
A hundred Dark Elf Blade Dancers wiped out all the zombies in less than a minute, while the Heroes of the Light Star walked towards them with wide eyes as these dark elves seemed to be inferior to their strength.
Looking at the muzzle that had turned red, the brave men were a little panicked, and the short but thrilling battle tonight made their brave aura gradually stripped away and reveal their young nature.
"Don't come here!"
The female mage was not unconscious like Dorne due to the protection of her companions, and the girl instinctively screamed after seeing the murderous dark elves, whose bodies were hanging on strange metal monsters.
"Don't be impulsive!
Novia!!
We'd better follow the advice of the man before us now.
Neam screamed to stop the female mages from casting spells, but the Dark Elves were completely indifferent to their actions.
After surrounding several of the Light Star, a dark elf with a slightly different armor shape approached the unconscious warrior with a short firearm.
"He's going to need treatment, but it's going to hurt."
The Dark Elves don't speak the lingua franca of humanity very well, but what she means is clear.
"Please help them heal."
Neam gently touched the syringe gun in the female dark elf's hand with his finger, and after feeling the huge life force contained in the green liquid in the syringe gun, Neam nodded to his partner, and then took a step back and waited for the dark elf's treatment.
There is no doubt that the madmen at the Biological Research Institute have never done after-sales service for the potions they have developed in their spare time, and they have never cared about the user's feelings.
When the soldier's heart was filled with the medicine by the injection gun, the brave soldier, who was originally covered in injuries and unconscious, suddenly jumped up from the ground with tears in his eyes.
The huge life force quickly spread throughout the body with the blood in the heart, and the wounds on the warrior's body quickly stopped bleeding and began to heal as he continued to jump and scream.
However, the others present were full of fear when they looked at the syringe gun in the dark elf's hand, because they knew that this companion of their own had barbarian blood in his body, and he had never cried out in pain when he was covered in blood several times during the battle.
"It hurts, Neham, what the hell have you done, why does it hurt so much!?"
Of course, it was impossible for the warrior not to know about his own physical condition, and after the pain subsided, the misunderstood warrior immediately complained to his companion.
"I didn't do anything, my partner, I think I'll be in as much pain as you just now when I wait a minute."
Neham watched with an ugly look as the Dark Elf replaced the green liquid for the syringe again, and then the bard unleashed his robes unusually tragically to reveal the skin on his chest.
"Hiss~~~~" There was a long gasp, and after being injected with the potion, Neam leaned against the tree and shook for a long time before recovering his strength, and after feeling the surging life force in his body as if it was about to explode, Neam stopped the dark elf's behavior of looking for the next target again.
"Beautiful Miss Dark Elves, thank you for your treatment, my other companions are not seriously injured, and there is no need to waste this precious potion.
I'll do the rest!
Neham said as he quickly retrieved his lute, and with the help of the Song of Healing and some healing potions concocted by the sorceress Novia, the seven members of the Light Star quickly regained their basic mobility.
However, all of their horsemen were out of breath except for the Whirlwind, and after unpacking their mounts, the Nehams began digging graves for their non-speaking companions.
And at this time, Zhao Yannian, who was in a state of death, appeared in the venue out of thin air, and when Neam and the others looked back at him in shock, Zhao Yannian shook his head at them with some regret.
"Unfortunately, that one is no weaker than me, and by the time I rushed over, he was gone."
Zhao Yannian put away the scythe of death and then returned to the appearance of a nobleman, when talking about the other party's escape, he had no other feelings except for some regrets.
"Excuse me, Your Excellency, who are you?"
Neam stopped digging, stood up and asked Zhao Yannian after performing a aristocratic salute, judging by his graceful posture and almost instinctive movements, the bard must have come from some aristocratic family.
"My name is Blake Rodnick and I'm a duke."
Zhao Yannian didn't want to explain too much about his identity, except for the title of nobility, it didn't matter whether the other party knew the other names or not.
"Blake Rodnick?
As far as I know, only the current Vice President of the Supreme Council in the upper echelons of the Empire has this name, but his title should be earl......"
Neam said with a frown, and his voice began to tremble gradually after carefully examining Zhao Yannian's appearance.
"Yes, I'm the same Rodnik, but I've recently been promoted, but I don't think it's a topic to be discussed in the wilderness."
When Zhao Yannian said this, he shrugged his shoulders a little indifferently.
At the same time, a dark elf had already handed the connected intercom to Zhao Yannian.
"Defense Force headquarters, send a transport ship over, I have a few wounded here who need medical treatment, and some zombie samples that need to be collected."
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Zhao Yannian glanced around and then ordered, and then, he and the dark elves had no intention of returning through the space passage, so they surrounded the Seven Men and One Beast of the Light Star, waiting for the arrival of the airship.
"Neham, they're not going to take us anywhere, are they?"
Atri, who was mildly injured, whispered to Neem, who was sitting next to him, and the terrible Dorne, who had woken up but was still pale, came over and sat down beside them.
"No way, the other party is the most powerful person in the empire except for His Majesty the Emperor, and the other party just saved our lives."
Neham whispered to his companion with some embarrassment, but he could hardly tell how powerful the man standing in the middle of the woodland was in a daze.
"I don't want to have anything to do with those guys in the Empire, it's not their fault that demons are rampant all over the world right now."
Atri did not calm down after listening to Neam's explanation, but became louder, and the young and brave knight seemed to have a very bad impression of the Empire.
"Atri, you don't really take those lords' words seriously, do you?"
Before Nerham could speak, Dorne, who was sitting next to him, rubbed his temples and asked his friend rhetorically.
"Are the lords false?
Now those demons didn't run out of the imperial capital, and the imperial army has always ignored the demons on the mainland, is it still wrong?
The thought of the words of those generous and brave lords filled Atri with indignation, and his voice at the moment had already caught the attention of the dark elves standing nearby.
"That's just the lord's words, if you care more about the changes in the city in addition to adventuring, you will know that the empire has been weakening the rights of the lords in the past few years, if it weren't for this demonic disaster, I'm afraid the rights of the lords would be completely different from now."
Dorn still has a headache because of the over-level spell casting, so when explaining certain problems to his companions, he also tries to choose a more concise way.
"What does weakening the authority of the lord have to do with the demonic plague?"
The young and handsome knight, though powerful in battle, also began to have a headache when he encountered this kind of round-and-forth problem, but the only thing he understood was that the empire was trying to reduce the authority of the lords.
"Since the empire wants to reduce the authority of the lords, it is impossible to create a demon disaster as the lords say, and now the power of the lords is getting bigger and bigger, if the empire deliberately did it, is the empire a fool?
And you've just seen the power of those dark elves, and if the Empire's armies are using this kind of weapon, then what kind of enemy are they fighting against?
Dorne's words left the young knight speechless, and as he remembered the attack of the dark elves just now, the young knight thought of something terrible.
"Don't say it, let's follow this Duke over and take a look, maybe we will naturally know what the Empire is doing, at least for now, they have no ill will towards us."
Dorn's words put an end to the brief argument, and then, as the Imperial airship slowly descended into the clearing near the forest.
The warriors of the Bright Star were taken onto the airship, and then flew in the direction of the imperial capital of the original empire.