Chapter 422: Resurrection Match Won at the Speed of Light

Originally, the symbolic explosion that was supposed to make a little noise was accidentally killed an innocent passerby.

The brief hesitation caused by this, and the patrollers who came faster than he thought, made them lose the chance to leave safely.

For the God of Death, this was undoubtedly the most tragic result.

But as the founder of this team, he was determined to do something, so he forced himself to calm down and regain his thinking ability.

What to do.

Fight?

No, if he completely tore his face with the nobles of the capital in the first battle, in order to quell the disaster, the insecticide team would inevitably be disbanded.

After the incident, even if he could recruit people again, it would be difficult to find such a good opportunity to get out, and all his previous efforts would be wasted.

Escape?

He couldn't escape. Even if the prince was not as exaggerated as the Duke's level 70, he had also risen to more than 60 by instilling experience.

If he brought this group of nobles and knights to rush over, his side would definitely be torn to pieces, and the extent of the loss could not be estimated at all.

Surrender?

This is an option that does not exist at all. When you are in someone's prison, you will have to do whatever they say. It is just handing a knife to these insects.

...

It's bad. Why can't I think of a suitable solution?

...

Forget it.

If it doesn't work, just abandon the car to save the king!

Isn't it just a tube of experience?

Let's run away! Maybe one or two can get away...

But just when the knights have drawn their swords and the players are ready to retreat.

"What happened here?"

A voice that was obviously amplified by magic swept the entire hall and attracted everyone's attention.

After recognizing the identity of the person, the nobles' expressions softened, and a few people who were good at flattering immediately put on a flattering smile.

"Hey, Mr. Chosen, how come you are also alarmed by this?"

However, the Chosen did not pay much attention to them. After smiling and nodding politely, he strode towards the group of masked men in the hall.

Prince Philip was frightened when he saw this, but he did not dare to let his men do it, so he could only come over and stop them with his body.

"Mr. Chosen, I am sorry to disturb you, but these people are very dangerous, just leave them to us."

The Chosen just shook his head.

"Your Majesty, I am not here to take care of this matter, please rest assured, I am only here to treat illnesses and save lives."

"Ah?"

After saying that, he slowly and firmly pushed Philip away from him, and then in full view of everyone...

crouched beside the injured maids and waiters.

"Where are you injured? Show me the wound."

"Uh, I..."

The waiter had never seen such a scene, but since the master had ordered him, he could only tremble and stretch out his arm, revealing the big bloody wound on it that was cut by broken porcelain.

"Very good, bear with it."

As a result, the Chosen One really began to treat his wounds seriously, from cleaning the wounds to stopping the bleeding, to extremely skilled suturing and bandaging, without any slackness.

The people on both sides were stunned.

The nobles would definitely not dare to move, after all, if you interfere with the Chosen One's treatment...

The prince, the young duke, the Chosen One himself, they can't stand it if anyone gets angry, there is no need to take the lead for such a few lowly people.

As for the players, they were all in a slum - "Fuck, Kimien!"

If it were someone else, they might still be panicked, and now they might have taken this opportunity to run away very smoothly.

But the person who came was such an important NPC who had appeared since the closed beta, which made them all feel relieved.

There is no way, this person is from our Soul Temple, and he is our thigh!

His appearance here means that we must have triggered some very important hidden task.

No, if it was just a simple hidden mission, there was no need for such an important NPC to appear, and it would be the same if he just picked up a crappy marquis or a rotten earl.

Maybe it was a main mission that had not appeared for a long time since the public beta, which would guide a large number of players to participate at one time and greatly advance the game progress!

So the people who were originally a little nervous suddenly calmed down, and stretched their necks like spectators to watch Kimien's life, and even started a live broadcast.

So what was Ji Ming, who had become the focus of everyone and was bandaging the waiter's arm, thinking at this time?

He was almost embarrassed to death. He jumped out in front of everyone to act like such a jerk, even with his thick skin, he felt a little embarrassed.

But there was no way. If he wanted to keep the so-called "insect killing team" going, he had to minimize the consequences of the explosion as much as possible.

Therefore, after confirming that the explosion was caused by the players, he said goodbye to Eleanor and turned back, acting as a mediator before the two sides fought.

Moreover, after treating the wounds of the three injured, he did not look up and say anything, nor did he turn around and leave, but walked straight to the pieces of flesh and body next to the explosive pack.

Is he going to pray for the deceased?

The nobles speculated silently in their hearts, and at the same time secretly raised the status of the chosen one of God.

There is no other reason, just like what Christine said when she first met Ji Ming - you killed the good people, then who will I, a bad person, cheat in the future.

It is definitely a good thing for everyone to have such an all-purpose peacemaker in the circle, at least there will be one more choice when there are conflicts in the future.

However, their outlook on the future may be correct, but their judgment of the present is obviously wrong.

Because the chosen one did not pray at all, but took off the halo on his head and threw it on the ground.

The halo suddenly enlarged while merging into the ground, almost covering the entire hall, and using light spots to form a mysterious and complex three-dimensional magic circle.

"This... this is..."

The faces of the people present changed one after another, and whether they were players or nobles, the more they understood magic, the more exciting their expressions were.

There is no other reason, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the doorway. It is definitely not a simple magic that can make such a big scene.

Could it be...

Impossible! Even if he can learn that extremely difficult and torturous magic, how much magic power will it consume? Even the chosen one can't hold on!

Unless he is above level 90.

However, in the shining of the holy light, the human body fragments scattered on the ground were really wrapped and melted by the pure white light, and then gathered into a small mirror-like pool in the center of the hall.

Could it be...

The next moment, the "liquid" in it stood up out of thin air, like mud that was gradually burned dry, forming two human figures.

Finally, the light dissipated, and it turned out that the two maids who won the resurrection match at the speed of light and were standing there in confusion.

"Is it really... resurrection?"

It is indeed a resurrection spell, but it was performed by Sylvia.

What Ji Ming had to do was to open the teleportation array and teleport the bodies of the maids, who were just ordinary people, to the dungeon, so that Sylvia could play 3D puzzles.

And he controlled the pure holy light to perform magic tricks, creating various special effects to delay time, until Sylvia finished the magic and the job was done.

But to be honest, it's really tiring to make such detailed special effects. Look at the sweat on his forehead...

Ji Ming quietly wiped the sweat off his face while putting on the divine ring again. He opened his mouth to speak, but heard an exaggerated and somewhat deliberate shout.

"Oh~~~ How magical is this!"

That was Prince Philip with shining eyes. He was smart and had keenly realized that this was a manifestation of Ji Ming as the Chosen One of Holy Light!

This incident will definitely become the hottest news in the entire capital tomorrow. How could he, who was worried about how to create momentum, let Ji Ming be the only one to take the limelight?

Of course, he had to take advantage of the popularity. In this way, when everyone retells the story tomorrow, they will deliberately add a sentence at the end

-"The Chosen One is Prince Philip's friend!"

With him as the leader, the other nobles woke up from their dreams and began to praise him with such force that it was disgusting. They wished that this funeral would be a wedding on the spot.

Ah!

Wait a minute, what funeral? Where is the funeral?

Haven't those servants who were affected been saved by the Lord of God's Choice?

If you keep talking nonsense like this, I will question whether you want to discredit the Lord of God's Choice!

"Damn, so shameless!"

The players are simply Ji Ming's mouthpieces. What they are whispering at this moment is exactly what Ji Ming is thinking.

But what else can he do?

He can only shake hands with Philip as if he has done something heroic, and then greet the waiters and maids with trembling thanks.

After doing all this... well, the masked seven have already taken the opportunity to slip away.

As the actual leader of this group of nobles at the banquet, Philip naturally has to express his position when he sees this, so he pretends to be angry and confirms his position.

"These damn guys, we are lucky not to be blown up this time. If it happens again, we must make a big mess!"

Everyone responded.

"Yes, yes!"

But the Chosen One walked over and picked up a paper bag under the flowerpot at the feet of those people.

It must be said that the God of Death is a decent person. Although he must escape, he is not without a reason.

Unfolding the paper bag, there are several neatly stacked gold coins and a note wrapped around them, which reads "I am very sorry for hurting civilians. I will come to kill the nobles next time!"

It was just speculation before, but now it is a real hammer, so the nobles are instantly furious again.

"Are you really coming for us?"

"Fortunately, I left first because I had something else to do, otherwise I don't know..."

"Humph! This group of people..."

If the nobles were not also very decent, the hall should have been elegant and easy-going, with a lot of swearing.

Ji Ming shook his head secretly and distributed the gold coins to several victims in front of Philip.

"These should be their compensation to you. Don't worry, no one will snatch them."

As a prince, Philip naturally wouldn't care about these few trifles, but immediately said to follow the group.

"Yes, you performed very competently tonight, and your loyalty should be rewarded. I think you... should be promoted a little higher!"

Although the apparent owner of this night is the eldest son of the Jingguang family, the actual owner of this manor is actually a wealthy businessman who is similar to Viscount Kumu and is obsessed with climbing up the entertainment industry.

Hearing what His Royal Highness said, he naturally nodded with a face full of fat, and asked the servants to thank the two adults quickly.

Ji Ming: "..."

Shaking his head secretly, Ji Ming, who felt that he had done his duty, was ready to leave.

However, the explosion just now and the divine manifestation now seemed to have washed away the curse effect on the nobles.

Having lost their interest, they did not go back to play poker, but refilled the wine and turned on the lights to resume the banquet, chatting and laughing about what had just happened.

How could Ji Ming leave now? He could only stay and admit that he knew a weakened version of the resurrection technique amid Prince Philip's boasting.

Of course, it was very consuming and could only be used once a day. The corpse must be fresh, and it could only resurrect ordinary people stably.

As for professionals, let alone high-level ones, even single-digit levels were all up to chance and completely unreliable.

Anyway, the meaning was - don't think about it. When you guys are born, I will never save you!

Although this [Mundane Resurrection Technique] is of little significance to the nobles, knowing it means knowing it, and knowing it represents ability and status in the church.

Besides, if he knows this now, he might know... that in the future!

Rather than waiting until the time comes to please him, it is better to plan ahead now to avoid being embarrassed.

Ji Ming: Alpaca, I feel embarrassed now!

Although he wanted to leave quickly, he was in the underworld and many things could not be decided by himself.

Even though he was polite and evasive throughout the whole process, it took him half an hour to finally leave the hall.

"You bastard, I will blow you up next time!"

He cursed silently with a smile on his face as he walked through the corridor full of oil paintings. Just as he was about to push open the side door of the building, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He knew that he subconsciously wanted to think about it, but this pause really scared the waiters around him.

They thought that the Chosen One was angry because he found out that he pushed the door, so they ran over quickly.

"I'm sorry, Lord Chosen, I was too reckless. I was scared and forgot..."

"Uh, it's okay, I was just thinking about something."

While he was trying to appease the waiter, the side door had been pushed open in a hurry, allowing the person outside to come into view.

But the person who came was not the player who came to try his luck to trigger the hidden task as Ji Ming imagined, or some other noble who was extremely bold to get promoted.

It was actually Fia who tried to pretend to create an encounter. She stood sideways under the street light, and her serious pose made people think she was performing a stage play.

There was no need for her to speak, Ji Ming had already sighed.

"Ah..."