The boy's announcement reached everyone's ears. Everyone on the battlefield saw the wooden house monster's huge body seemingly grabbed by an unseen hand and slowly pulled upwards. Soon it was already three or four people high off the ground.
However, the expected acceleration did not occur. After the height exceeded a certain limit, the invisible giant hand suddenly disappeared, and the wooden house then began to free fall.
The wooden house monster already possessed the ability to leap high and stomp upon landing, so it didn't panic. Instead, it began adjusting its position in mid-air to avoid crashing headfirst into the ground.
When the monster was pulled from the ground by an unknown force, many people's eyes were drawn to the figures of the reinforcements. Duolin even saw the boy who was at the forefront releasing Psionic Energy spells.
He was a white-haired, one-eyed young man, from whose other eye a particularly lush sapling had sprouted. One could tell at a glance that he was a member of their Tree Worship Church.
But... is there really such a person in the White Wax Town Parish? Or does he belong to that secret force that only the Supreme cardinal can command?
Duolin was unaware of this; all he wanted to do at that moment was defeat the free-falling monster, not only for his injured teammates but also for the villagers whose houses had been destroyed.
Ed noticed a stranger staring at him from a distance. He had already seen this person in Old Kaping's shared vision before and knew that the other person was the real member of the Tree Worship Church.
But such things are no longer important. If he dies in the face of such a powerful monster, there's no need to say anything more. If he survives, there are layers upon layers of rhetoric waiting for him.
Thinking this, Ed, feeling somewhat tired, clenched the Territory Secret Pact and Psionic Energy aid device in his hand, which was the small crystal ball with a leaf melted on it.
After devouring a Rat King and gaining a level up, Ed's manipulation of the item became increasingly skillful. Even if another Rat King appeared, he could use frequent gravity shifts to make it suffer excruciating pain.
But this tactic was clearly not very effective against the cabin. Ed glanced at the people who had followed him and pointed to the open space at the end of the village:
"Treat the wounded first!"
Upon hearing this, [ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] immediately changed direction. His combat skills were not yet proficient, so he did not intend to rush to the front. On the way here, [ Good Times Don't Last n't Last Long] had already bought seven or eight Vine Bandage Pack from Ed.
The moment after payment, the group saw the disposable items grow from Ed's Alienation arm. After a brief moment of surprise, everyone accepted it, including the Dragonborn mercenary who had been hired.
[ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] ran towards the end of the village and took out a Vine Bandage Pack from his pocket. Following Ed's instructions on the way, he pressed it hard to activate it.
Then he watched as the large clump of vines began to unfurl in his hands, forming a clump of elastic plant tissue with veins and patterns.
He ran up to [ Howling Pothos ], looked at its still blinking eyes, and shouted:
"Excuse me!"
The next moment, [ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] stepped on [ Howling Pothos ]'s chest with one foot and used his right hand to pull the blood-stained wooden stake out.
A look of pain immediately appeared on [ Howling Pothos's ] face, but [ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] ignored it and used his left hand to directly shove the activated substance into the hole in his right chest.
The wounds that had reopened due to the force of pulling out the wooden stake were instantly plugged. Bleeding was stopped within seconds on both the chest and back. There was even a piece of green tissue that bulged out from the chest because there wasn't enough space.
Adhering to the principle of not wasting props, [ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] reached out and pinched off the small piece of tissue that could plug the wound, and began to look around for [ Howling Pothos ]'s missing leg.
"Stop looking."
Having recovered somewhat, [ Howling Pothos ] regained his ability to speak. He looked at the newbie who had come to his rescue and said:
"My leg was crushed into a pancake, and all that's left... bandages?"
He saw a guard from the Tree Worship Church Holy See not far away, whose leg had also been crushed and who had fallen into a coma due to excruciating pain:
Let's stop the bleeding from his wound.
"Good."
[ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] walked over, toying with the soft, elastic substance, and continued to ask:
"Then what do you need me to do?"
What needs to be done?
During the few minutes he lay motionless on the ground, [ Howling Pothos ] had already pondered this problem, so he pointed in different directions with both hands and said to the newcomer:
"With the head and body of [ the Do Some Farm Work ], go find the guide to be resurrected!"
The battlefield was hundreds of meters away.
Since Ed and his companions joined the battle, the balance of power in this war has slowly begun to shift.
Although the wooden cabin monster was extremely ferocious at the moment, its attacks always consumed its own resources, and the constant interference from enemies prevented it from restoring its condition through eating or other means.
Therefore, after Ed started using the cabin as a basketball hoop with his unseen giant hand, the others quickly recovered from their initial panic and their fighting spirit was rekindled.
After tossing the monster high into the air once more, Ed suddenly heard someone calling his name beside him. He quickly turned around and saw [ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] dragging a headless corpse in one hand and holding a withered head that still showed signs of terror in the other. Not far behind him, [ Howling Pothos ], with one leg, was still hopping in this direction.
Ed was somewhat speechless at this abstract scene. He asked the [ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] who had called him:
"What's up?"
"Please resurrect this... the Soul Returner!"
"I'm new," the newbie shouted, simultaneously selecting the "revive" option in the panel that appeared after interacting with Ed.
After clicking confirm, [ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] saw that ten silver coins were instantly missing from his account.
He was initially startled, but then he understood the key point: a resurrection normally costs at least ten silver coins, with additional fees depending on the extent of the player's missing body parts.
Fortunately, although [ Do Some Farm Work ] died, he died cleanly and neatly, with no damage except for a slightly cold feeling on his neck. Therefore, his resurrection price was only ten silver coins.
Ed, having received the order, glanced at the battlefield and saw that Duolin's squad, along with [ Pond Fish and Old Abyss ] who had just entered the battlefield and the mercenary from Dragonborn Village, were already able to hold their own against the monster in the wooden house. So he immediately went to the headless corpse.
"It's coming soon; it's like 'sewing every stitch carefully before departure'."
[ Howling Pothos ], who hopped over on one leg, laughed and joked:
"Just you wait, if you die later, you'll probably be resurrected in the same way."
[ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] looked down and saw that Ed's right hand Spread out thin but sharp vines, like surgical needles and thread, beginning to connect to [ Do Some Farm Work ]'s head and neck, while his left hand was slowly stroking the exposed flesh, as if trying to stimulate the last bit of life within it.