Uther and Jaina looked at Rhodes in surprise at the same time.
Restoring severed limbs? This is not something an ordinary Holy Light spell can do!
Even for a top Paladin like Uther, his Holy Light spell can only accelerate wound healing, purify filth, and treat diseases. For completely missing limbs, at most it can stop bleeding and pain, and promote the healing of the stump, but it cannot regenerate the severed limb!
"Rhodes, what did you say?" Uther's voice was filled with incredulous gravity.
"Restore a severed leg? Are you sure?" He looked at the pale-faced soldier on the ground, whose consciousness was blurred by severe pain and blood loss. Although he had temporarily stopped the bleeding with Holy Light, the bloody wound was shocking.
Jaina also stared intently at Rhodes, her azure eyes full of surprise and curiosity. Just who was Rhodes?
His peculiar magic was already surprising enough, but did he have even more powerful magic tools?
She was more aware of the diversity of a mage's methods than Uther, but a magic tool that could regenerate severed limbs?
Unheard of! Unless it was some ancient relic or... Jaina suddenly thought of the legend of the ancient Titan Keepers.
In this world, things related to ancient times, if not High Elves, must be those legendary Titan Keepers.
Just like Tyr, who protected humanity, it is said that the human race was able to survive because of the protection of this ancient Guardian.
Rhodes nodded calmly, without much explanation, and squatted down beside the injured soldier, ignoring the puzzled looks of the surrounding soldiers.
His mind sank into the system, and he selected the medical tent he had previously purchased at the Necropolis Blacksmith.
The next moment, a strange item appeared in Rhodes' hand.
It was not an exquisite staff or a shining gem as imagined, but a... extremely crude model!
It looked like a miniature tent model cobbled together from a few thin supports and a few dusty, worn-out pieces of old linen, as if they had weathered many storms.
It was only the size of a palm, and a faded small triangular flag was stuck on top of the model, with a very simple, crooked red cross mark drawn on it.
This appearance disappointed everyone. "Please, this is the magic tool you mentioned?"
"Rhodes, are you sure? This... this thing looks like an ordinary tent model no matter how you look at it! Are you sure it's an ancient magic tool and can even heal severed limbs?" Jaina looked at Rhodes speechless.
The other human soldiers, including the Paladin Uther, also looked disappointed.
Please! You just pulled out a simple tent model and said it was a magical magic tool!
"Rhodes, did you take the wrong thing? This just looks like a simple tent," Uther said.
This thing... rather than a powerful magic tool, it looked more like a toy a child made from materials picked up from a junk pile, exuding an indescribable sense of shabbiness.
"Don't underestimate it. Its effect will exceed your imagination, and there's no doubt it is indeed a top-tier magic tool, it just looks a little crude," Rhodes said with a smile.
There was nothing he could do; some items in the heroes of might and magic world were indeed not very flashy in appearance. The medical tent's appearance could only be described as crude.
"Expand!"
With his low shout, the small tent model suddenly floated up from his hand! The grayish-white frame emitted a faint "click" sound, and began to expand and stretch at a visible speed!
The old linen pieces also unfolded and enlarged, and the faded red cross flag on top of the tent also grew larger, fluttering listlessly in the evening breeze.
In the blink of an eye, a real tent, large enough to accommodate one person and covered with old white cloth, suddenly appeared before everyone!
This scene surprised everyone present. They didn't expect this small model to actually transform into a real tent, but it still didn't change its shabby appearance.
However, it could now be confirmed that it was indeed a magical magic tool.
"Alright, you'll see its effect immediately. Carry the injured man inside," Rhodes said, pointing to the medical tent in front of him.
"Do as Rhodes says," Uther said in a deep voice.
The soldiers dared not disobey and carefully carried the groaning Kharis into the tent. The tent's entrance curtain seemed to close automatically after the injured man entered, as if it had a life of its own.
Rhodes did not go in, but stood outside the tent, his hands pressed against the gray outer wall of the tent, closing his eyes in concentration.
To outsiders, he seemed to be concentrating on controlling the tent's power, but in reality, he was activating the medical tent's healing function through the system interface, targeting Kharis inside the tent.
What happened inside the tent, people outside could not see.
But after only a dozen seconds, a soft, pale green light, filled with a strange vitality, suddenly burst out from inside the tent!
This light shone through the seams of the gray cloth, not dazzling, but full of vibrant life, like the purest life energy in a spring forest.
This life energy was completely different from Holy Light energy. Holy Light was sacred, powerful, and solemn, while life energy was benevolent, profound, and contained vitality.
Kharis, the injured man in the tent, felt as if his entire body was immersed in a warm hot spring, as if a gentle breeze had brushed across his face. This feeling was like lying in a forest in spring; it was incredibly comfortable.
On the operation interface, Rhodes could also see: "Recovered 21 health points for the target. Healing complete. Every three hours, the medical tent can heal one severely wounded unit."
The red cross flag on top of the tent fluttered gently a few times without wind, then the tent itself began to emit a faint white light and shrunk and collapsed at a visible speed! A few seconds later, it reverted to the small medical tent model lying in Rhodes' palm.
Where the tent disappeared, Kharis lay on the ground, completely unharmed!
Where his left leg had been severed, there was no longer a bloody wound, but a complete leg with healthy skin, and even visible muscle texture!
Except for the slightly pale skin, like a newborn baby's skin, that leg was almost identical to his right leg!
Kharis himself, though weak from the pain and exhaustion, was conscious, his face filled with the bewilderment and disbelief of someone who had narrowly escaped death.
He instinctively wiggled the toes of his newly grown left foot, then tried to flex and extend his knee—the movements were a bit stiff, but they were indeed possible!
"Holy Light above..."
"This... how is this possible?!"
"His leg... it really grew back!" The silence was broken, and the camp instantly erupted!
This miraculous magic tool was truly amazing! Although it looked unremarkable, its effect was incredibly good!