Chapter Eighty-Fifth: The Great Prophet

  Although Han Jin and others ended the battle in a short period of time, the villagers' casualties were still very heavy, with nearly fifty or sixty corpses on the ground, and no one had time to bury the bodies. Who knows when the vampires will appear again?

  Hurry up and get ready, they rushed all the way. Han Jin and others couldn't care about whether those villagers could keep up or not. Lei Zhe had introduced in detail that from here to the northwest, it was about 150 miles to the western city of the Beit Alliance, with strong defensive forces, and the vampires should not dare to attack there. The current focus is on shortening the time spent on the road as much as possible.

  However, at this critical moment, the villagers also burst out with potential, biting their teeth and following closely behind the team from noon to dusk. The queue of only a few hundred people had stretched for several miles, sparse and scattered.

  Stilberg and Little Joseph couldn't take it anymore, seeing Han Jin stop and look back. Regardless of whether Han Jin wanted to say stop and rest, they first sat down on the ground with a thud, panting heavily. The lightest people in the entire team were probably Lei Zhe and Qiuli. To ensure everyone's combat effectiveness, they couldn't let others carry Lei Zhe anymore. Han Jin released two wooden soldier talismans one after another, letting the wooden soldiers carry one and hug one to run forward. Although it was a bit wasteful, there was no time for meticulous calculations now.

  The villagers who arrived one after another also sat down on the ground, some even lay down directly, wailing to the sky.

  "Let's rest here for today." Xian Ni'er said softly. "It can't be helped." Han Jin nodded and slowly sat down on the ground.

  When the wooden man put Lei Zhe and Qiuli on the ground, his body shook. Suddenly fell forward, and then disappeared without a trace, a small grayish-white wooden carving rolled into the grass, Little Joseph had good eyesight, hurriedly jumped up, found the small wooden carving, and respectfully handed it over to Han Jin.

  Han Jin took the wooden carving, the tree demon's body was green. The wooden soldier token was the same, but now the small wooden carving had turned grayish white, covered with fine cracks all over it. With just a slight pinch, it emitted a series of faint cracking sounds. In the words of Taoist magic, the spiritual energy on this thing had been completely consumed, and the small wooden carving had become a piece of rotten wood.

  "Throw it away. It's useless now." Han Jin smiled slightly.

  "Will you give it to me?" Little Joseph asked timidly.

  "What do you want it for?" Han Jin was taken aback, looking at the expectation in Little Joseph's eyes, he vaguely understood something. He then took out a wooden puppet token from his spatial ring and drew several new symbols in the air with his hand. If he were to release it himself, there would be no need to go through so much trouble. But if he were to give it to someone else to release, then all the symbols had to be supplemented: "Here, take it."

  "To...to me?" Little Joseph exclaimed in surprise and delight.

  "Hmm." Han Jin nodded: "Didn't you learn magic with Sasu? Try to touch it with your spiritual power." Little Joseph stared at the wooden puppet symbol for a while, then exclaimed in surprise: "Wow... there's a kind of... very strange feeling! It's really weird!!"

  "You can let go now."

  "Thank you," Little Joseph said with great respect.

  Han Jin's eyes shifted, noticing that Stilberg's face was full of envy. But he didn't dare to come over and ask for it himself. Han Jin revealed a smile: "Stilberg, come here. There's one for you too."

  Stillberg jumped up with a smile: "Young master!"

  Han Jin took out another wooden puppet token. After filling it up, he handed it to Stillberg: "No need to teach you, right?"

  "Ah, young master, I will." Stillberg carefully put the wooden puppet symbol in his pocket.

  "Cough..." Xian Ni'er coughed dryly and when Han Jin looked over, her gaze darted to the side.

  Following Xian Ni Er's line of sight, Qi Li and Mi Xue were staring blankly at Stilberg and Little Joseph. Han Jin couldn't help but sigh. Was this what it meant to eat from the same big pot?

  "Qili, Michelle, come over, you guys have a share too." Han Jin shouted.

  "I don't need it. With you all protecting me, I'm very safe." Keli was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

  "Who can guarantee that there won't be any oversight?" Han Jin said slowly, "At the critical moment, if we can't make it in time, you can save yourselves."

  "Don't be polite anymore." Xian Ni'er smiled and said: "Raphael is right, just in case something unexpected happens."

  Jieli and Michelle stopped hesitating, walked up to Han Jin, and Han Jin placed the two revised military tokens in their hands.

  "Raphael, and mine?" Mosuke chuckled and leaned in close to Han Jin's shoulder, showing the intimacy between the two.

  "Get out." Han Jin replied with great pleasure.

  "Isn't it? It's so unfair!" Mo Xinkuo exclaimed with a scowl.

  "Don't be reckless, creating a puppet requires magic power." Xanier said, then her gaze shifted to Han Jin's body: "Raphael, besides Holy Light, can you use other magic with stronger damage?" Xanier also figured it out, when dealing with powerful vampires, the power of holy light is greatly discounted, and another method must be found.

  "Yes." Han Jin nodded and said.

  "Then why have you never used it? Is the preparation time too long?" Xanier's face lit up with joy: "If that's the case... we can protect you with all our might, how strong is that magic?"

  "If all of our opponents were vampires, we could wipe out hundreds of them at once." Han Jin said frankly.

  "What's the point of running then?" Mo Xing Ke suddenly jumped up.

  "At this rate... I'll be able to release that magic in three years."

  "I'm going..." Mo Xinke burst out laughing. Xian Ni'er finally reacted, and was teased by Han Jin once again. She couldn't help but roll her eyes, that kind of coquettish gaze gave people a refreshing feeling.

  Han Jin's eyes were sharp, and he felt a curiosity about what was hidden behind that mask. What kind of face was hiding there? It was said that elves were very beautiful, Han Jin said: "Xian Ni Er, how long have we been together? Almost half a year, right? You say... isn't it time to let us see your true appearance? Who knows, we might be surrounded by vampires soon, at least don't leave us with any regrets."

  "Right, right." Mo Xinke absolutely agreed with Han Jin's suggestion. He called out: "Xian Ni Er, is there a rule in your clan that whoever sees your true face, you have to marry?"

  "Have you heard those traveling bards tell stories too many times?" Xanier said calmly.

  "It doesn't matter, I highly recommend someone to you." Mo Xinke seemed not to understand Xian Ni'er's meaning and continued to speak on his own, then patted Han Jin's shoulder heavily: "This is Mr. Raphael, the great prophet, the great puppeteer, the great priest, the great magician, and also a great nobleman. A strong person who can combine so many greatnesses should not be humiliating for you, right?"

  Xian Ni'er was stunned, Han Jin was also stunned. They both knew that Mo Xinkuo liked to talk nonsense when nothing was wrong, but this kind of talk was a bit too much, making them feel very embarrassed. Refuting wasn't an option, nor was not refuting. Mo Xinkuo saw the awkward atmosphere and realized it was quite different from what he had imagined, so he quickly changed the subject: "Right, if we count the Crazy Transformation Technique, Raphael is still a warrior."

  Everyone's heart moved, Mo Xinkai was right, Han Jin's physique couldn't be compared to Mo Xinkai. But it had to be admitted that Han Jin was very strong, especially after being infused with the power of madness, his speed and strength had increased greatly, he just didn't have any aura.

  "Raphael, how's the research on the Madness Inducement Technique going? Any progress?" Mosenko was clearly trying to make small talk, as long as he could successfully shift Sennier's line of sight, it would be fine. He couldn't take that chilly feeling anymore.

  Unfortunately, Mo Xinke seemed to have forgotten that he needed a research subject for his study on the Devouring Technique, and he himself was the best target.

  Han Jin looked at Mo Xinkuo's seemingly concerned expression. In his heart, he secretly laughed, thinking that this was also a case of jumping into the net himself.

  "You wouldn't have reminded me, don't worry, after we settle down, I will study it carefully with you."

  After hearing Han Jin's words, Mo Xinke suddenly realized that he had just crawled out of one pit and was about to fall into an even deeper hole, and couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

  "But honestly, I've never seen anyone who can dabble in so many fields - prophet, puppeteer, priest, and magician. Raphael, how on earth do you manage it?" Sasuke wasn't trying to ease Mosuke's embarrassment, he was just asking a question that everyone else wanted to know.

  Even Xian Ni'er's gaze shifted onto Han Jin, she too hoped for an explanation.

  "This... is complicated to say." Han Jin hesitated for a moment: "Later, later we'll have the chance to talk again."

  Everyone was slightly disappointed, but no one asked any further questions. This is a personal secret after all. For example, Xanier always wore a mask, would you force Xanier to take off the mask?

  "Since you're a puppeteer, why don't you make a rideable beast? That should be able to bring quite a few people." Lei Zhe suddenly broke the silence.

  Han Jin was stunned for a moment. There were some things that weren't that he couldn't do, but rather that he hadn't thought of. He used to make wooden puppets mainly to protect himself and had never thought of wasting energy elsewhere. But with his current rate of absorbing energy, the consumption of making spiritual objects could be ignored.

  "Just now you said that if I continue wearing a mask, it will leave everyone with regret. Is that so?" Xanier asked softly.

  "Huh?" Han Jin was taken aback, hadn't the topic already passed? Why did Xanier bring it up again?

  "Great Prophet-sama, allow me to address you in this manner one last time..." Xanthe smiled wryly.

  Xian Ni'er's words were filled with a sense of foreboding, and Han Jin suddenly remembered that he had said they were surrounded by vampires, which would leave them with regret. He hastily lifted his head and gazed up at the sky, where in the faint twilight on the horizon, a large cluster of black dots was rapidly flying towards them, numbering in the hundreds. Han Jin was immediately stunned and stood there with his mouth agape.

  (Brothers, I'm in a bit of danger now, being squeezed out step by step. Those with monthly tickets, please help...)