Chapter 407 The Rescue Trio (Part 2)

"Now!"

Richard leaped forward and smashed down. Two soldiers were smashed under him. The ground was cracked and their lives were in danger. Valeera was very light. She turned around a few times in the air and landed lightly on the ground. Fording connected a few fulcrums on the scaffolding and bounced his legs. He knocked down a soldier who was holding the old orc and hit him in the neck, knocking him unconscious. Just as he was about to stand up, another soldier dropped the old orc and stabbed Fording with his weapon. Before Fording could react, the soldier fell straight down in an instant.

"Is he okay?" Fording looked behind the soldier. Valeera raised her right arm and the device on the back of her hand had just shot out a silver needle, and that's how the soldier fell.

"No, I used an anesthetic poison, which will make him sleepy and won't endanger his life." Guns and knives have no eyes, and it is inevitable that human soldiers will be injured or even die. But the Fording people asked Richard to try not to harm their lives, so Valeera changed the properties of her poison needle.

"Hurry up, you two, I'll buy you some time!" Richard glanced at the two and rushed forward. He grabbed a weapon and rushed forward like a tank. In addition to accompanying him to rob the execution ground, Richard also had to get rid of his greedy wife Barthilas. Barthilas dared to ask for five times the price, and threatened that if he didn't give it, he would reveal the fact that Kozan framed the Paladin, and he must be eliminated!

The attack power of the Paladin is stronger than that of the soldier, but he can't get away from you, and he still kicks one by one. Suddenly, a Paladin with a dagger sneaks up on you.

"Sneak attack? It really tarnishes your Paladin tradition." Richard snorted coldly, grabbed the knight's wrist, and with a little force, broke his arm directly.

In an instant, the surrounding paladins were in a vacuum, and Richard jumped directly onto the gallows. Barthilas felt the danger, but he could not dodge, and the paladins at the four corners could not protect him. Richard's fist had already smashed a deep pit in Barthilas' chest, and he whispered in his ear.

"This is the end of greed..."

Richard's attack was full of divine power, and the thin armor could not withstand the damage at all. Barthilas' heart was directly shattered and he fell to the ground. This also caused complete chaos in the entire execution ground. People fled in all directions, causing a very serious congestion in an instant, which created conditions for Richard and his men to escape, but Richard could not leave yet, and these paladins had to be dealt with.

While Richard was fighting the Paladin, Fording was already taking care of the orcs under the cover of Valeera.

"It's you, human..." The old orc Eitrigg grinned at Fording, who froze in his place. The old orc coughed twice and continued, "No one will come to save me except you. You have proved yourself. Now go quickly, don't risk your friend's life! I can't move now, and I can only be a burden to you."

"Shut up! We will definitely take you away!" Fording carried the old orc on his back without saying a word.

"Wait a minute."

"So what?" Fording turned his head and looked at the old orc. The old orc looked into Fording's eyes through the mask and felt Fording's firm belief. The old orc smiled and pointed at the sword on the ground and said.

"Give him to me, my arm can still move!"

"Okay!" Fording gave the sword to the old orc, dragging his legs with his two arms. The old orc held Fording's sword with one arm and the other arm. Valeera saw that they were already fixed and blew a loud slogan. Richard immediately ended the battle and rushed out to join them. More and more soldiers surrounded them, and even the city defense forces in other parts of Stratholme were alarmed. At this time, it was no longer a matter of whether there would be any damage or not, and he would run away first. Fording simply lowered his head, bent his waist, and rushed forward with the fastest movement he could make now. Eitrigg chopped Fording's back left and right. Valeera followed closely behind, with few hidden weapons left on her arms, so she could only fire accurately, while Richard was in charge of the follow-up.

Fortunately, they were only a few steps away from the scaffolding. When Richard stepped over the line, Valeera decisively pressed the remote control button, and with a deafening sound, the scaffolding collapsed. At the same time, Valeera threw out several smoke bombs, and the rolling white smoke directly enveloped the enemy's vision. Taking this opportunity, Richard and his men ran into the path, and at the same time, fires rose everywhere in Stratholme, which was the goblins cooperating with their actions.

With great efforts, the four people finally managed to run out. Despite this, several people were still injured. Compared with the result, several people were very happy. The four people were able to rush out from the encirclement of more than a hundred people and only suffered some injuries. This ending was simply too good! Moreover, among the four people, one was seriously injured, one had no strength, one was not good at frontal combat, and one could not reveal his true strength. The

very tired Fording put Eitrigg on the grass and sat down beside him, breathing heavily and calming himself down. After a while, Fording found something wrong. Eitrigg was lying quietly on the tangled forest floor, motionless. Tirio leaned over to check the orc's pulse, hoping that the orc was simply exhausted from his ordeal and not from anything else. However, things did not go as he wished. After checking, Fording took a breath of cool air and realized that Eitrigg's heart had stopped beating. The beatings of the orc had obviously caused him severe internal injuries. If he did not do something soon, Eitrigg would die. Instinctively, he placed his hand on Eitrigg's chest, praying that the healing power of the Holy Light would bathe the haggard orc's body.

Gradually, despair arose in Fording's heart. His Holy Light had been stripped away. Fording lowered his head in frustration. Miracles would not happen. He could even see Eitrigg's life slowly slipping away from his hands.

"No!" Fording shouted, "You will not die, Eitrigg! Do you hear me? If we can rescue you, we will not let you die!"

He pressed his hands down on the orc's chest again, focusing all his will. "By the grace of the Holy Light, may your brother be healed." These phrases repeated through his consciousness, and at the same time he deeply gained the power lurking somewhere in his soul. The Holy Light will not be taken away from him, he insisted. Others can take away his armor and title, can take away his family and his wealth, but they will never take away the Holy Light!

Richard looked at the sky. How would the Holy Light respond at this time? He is looking forward to it...