Aries appeared behind the captain of the Hidden Kill squad in an instant, his high-frequency vibrating particle blade piercing the mecha and embedding itself in the opponent's neck.
A teammate nearby immediately raised his gun and fired.
Aries raised his hand, and a hexagonal magic array swallowed all the bullets, releasing them all from the back of the teammate's head.
A young man in black robes held a laser gun in his right hand and unceremoniously pushed aside those blocking his way with his left. A stretcher was being carried by the crowd behind him.
They had just come down from the front-line command post, their clothes tattered, their bodies stained with blood, and their faces filled with murderous intent.
They directly carried the wounded into the priest's treatment room. A young priest, unaccustomed to such a scene, had barely spoken two sentences before receiving two slaps to the face.
The assistant was furious. This was an act of rebellion! Prince Svein had specifically ordered that all priests be protected, stating they were the future of San Tilroman and that victory against the natural disasters depended on them.
Now, these people dared to cause trouble here. He was about to call for the guards but suddenly fell silent, noticing that the person leading them already had a fireball burning in his hand.
He could tell that the other party was not just trying to intimidate. The destructive power of that fireball was no less than that of any magic soldier here.
The black-robed man said coldly to the priest, "Treat Prince Svein immediately. Stop wasting my time. Listen, if anything happens to Prince Svein, there will be no need for you all to exist! Do you understand? Arrange the treatment now!"
The young priest's face turned pale with fright. This was, in fact, the hope of the San Tilroman Empire and indeed the entire human race. The assistant dared not delay and immediately gathered all the priests and orc shamans for surgery.
At this moment, Xiao Xun, lying on the bed, was truly mangled. As soon as the bandages on his abdomen were opened, his purplish-blue intestines slid out of the massive wound. His entire body seemed to be soaked in blood. He had twelve wounds in total, all blast injuries.
The small treatment room was almost filled with priests and orc shamans. They used all the healing potions and healing scrolls they had, but the wounds refused to heal, and blood flowed out like a river.
The priests offered blessings and buffs, layering them one after another.
But Xiao Xun's blood was almost gone, his entire body like a shattered bottle, needing repair everywhere.
Because the shell exploded at close range, the shrapnel penetrated deeply, making ordinary healing methods completely ineffective.
Finally, Virgo, one of the Twelve Emissaries of the Stars, disinfected Xiao Xun with holy water and then, using extremely fine tweezers, extracted the shrapnel piece by piece. Only then did the bleeding stop, and under the blessing of holy light and advanced healing spells, the wounds began to slowly heal.
Everyone let out a long sigh of relief. If Xiao Xun had truly died here, without any repercussions from above, these people would have been consumed by guilt.
Duke Sancho and Delvana, who had just recovered from serious injuries, rushed over as soon as they heard about Xiao Xun's critical condition.
Due to the intense rescue efforts, no one was allowed to enter and disturb them, unless they could heal Xiao Xun's injuries at that moment.
Bo Tu also heard about the incident, but he was currently three hundred kilometers away at a pass called Quming Mountain, otherwise, he would have rushed over as well.
Under the unhesitating and cost-ignoring treatment of all the priests of the Phoenix Army and all the shamans of the beast race, Xiao Xun's injuries gradually showed signs of improvement.
The retaliation against the scourge legions and the undead armies was also unprecedented. Delvana, with a desperate spirit, unleashed every weapon that could inflict damage on the enemy, sending out all available combat units without holding anything back.
Her exact words were to make these scum pay the price.
When all the officers and soldiers of the Phoenix Army learned that Xiao Xun had been injured by the Hidden Kill squad, they charged onto the battlefield as if they had gone mad. Even the priests, who were not capable of offense, transformed into warriors of physical damage, charging towards the enemy lines in full armor.
Meanwhile, in the treatment room.
An experienced old priest said, "Prince Svein is hemorrhaging. This situation requires a blood transfusion."
Several people bared their arms. "Let me donate mine."
After blood sampling and matching, the old priest shook his head. "No, the Prince's blood is too special. It doesn't match any of ours."
"Isn't it all blood! Just draw it and transfuse it."
The old priest roared, "What do you know? Different blood means death!"
Everyone watched Xiao Xun struggling for breath and losing the fight for life, their tears welling up.
"What do we do then?"
The old priest pointed outside. "Go, collect everyone's blood, quickly!"
Several young priests hurried out, shouting as they ran, "Prince Svein needs blood, but ours doesn't match. Hurry and come!"
At this moment, a man riding a black bear descended from the sky. "No need for all this trouble. Take mine!"
Everyone looked and saw Grel, Mercury's second son.
After collecting Grel's blood and transfusing it into Xiao Xun, it indeed matched.
The old priest looked at the pale Grel. "Your Highness, why your blood?"
Grel's lips curved slightly upwards. "My blood is known as universal blood. If my blood doesn't work, then the heavens intend to destroy San Tilroman."
"His Highness is regaining consciousness..."
A young priest shouted.
Everyone was overjoyed to find that Xiao Xun's tightly closed eyelids were moving...
He opened his eyes and found everything around him so strange. The ceiling, the walls, and the bedding were all goose-yellow. He closed his eyes and thought for a moment, unable to figure out how he had ended up in this infernal place.
Under Sarenfeni's meticulous care, Xiao Xun's wounds healed quickly. In fact, Sarenfeni had been famous from a young age and required people to serve her; she herself didn't know how to care for others.
However, she learned from those around her while also personally assisting. Xiao Xun saw this and cherished it in his heart.
Especially her genuine and worried expression was Xiao Xun's deep regret.
The battle on the front lines was fierce, but the after-effects were also arriving.
This was because, with the exception of the San Tilroman homeland, which had not suffered persecution, all other places were now under the influence of the Four Demon Kings, giving them an absolute advantage in troop strength.
The King of Arrogance, united with the King of Fear and the King of Wrath, dispatched the Scourge Legions, the Undead Armies, the Rock Shattering Army, the Demon Legions, and the surrendered troops from various countries, launching a full-scale counter-offensive.
Besides suppressing the remaining resistance forces in their respective countries, they were now encircling and attacking the entire continent of Atlantis, including parts of Winterfell and the beast race territories, with their ultimate target naturally being San Tilroman.
Five of the six dukes of San Tilroman, including Xiao Xun's Phoenix Army, were locked in a desperate struggle.
The Four Demon Kings, and one more, the King of Greed, who was hidden in the deep sea, was now leading his Deep Sea Legion in attacking all island nations on the ocean, plundering countless treasures, and beginning to advance towards the coastal countries, such as the coastal areas of San Tilroman.
At that time, people did not pay much attention to coastal defense, which led to the rampant prevalence of pirates and river bandits.
San Tilroman's coastal areas were previously Horton's territory. Now that Horton was captured, they were directly placed under Selephes's jurisdiction.
Upon receiving the battle reports from consecutive days, it became imperative to address the situation because that region was too close to the capital of San Tilroman.
If the enemy were to advance by sea, the current defense forces of the capital would likely be unable to hold.
Therefore, Selephes sent people to summon Xiao Xun back for defense overnight. Later, through reports from border scouts, it was discovered that Xiao Xun was seriously injured and was being personally cared for by an opera singer from Jetego.