Surdak never thought that he still underestimated the true strength of the ghost-marked red ants.
He has to pay for his wrong judgment this time.
He thought that no matter what kind of trouble he encountered, he would be able to find a way to resolve it in time with the power he had now. Unexpectedly, just two giant male ants interrupted this northern expedition.
He built a treatment room in the temporary camp on the north bank of the Mountain Stream Chain Bridge and used Holy Light to treat the injured warriors. Adventure groups and mercenary groups could also be treated. The priority was determined based on the severity of the injuries. He spent all day and night.
I didn't sleep much at all. When I was tired, I would lean against the wall and drink water. When I was sleepy, I would close my eyes and squint for a while.
Until he felt that the treatment room was filled with the strong smell of blood, he stretched his body and saw that the two assistants had fallen asleep leaning on the edge of the tent.
Surdak opened the tent and looked at the wooden boxes containing primary sacrifices piled at the door. Some of the boxes still had a slight smell of decay.
Seeing that there were still people standing guard outside the tent, I asked people to move the empty boxes away from the door.
There were still ghost-striped red ants rushing out from the direction of the poisonous swamp. The military camp sent a team of indigenous warriors to block the edge of the poisonous swamp. The fighting was fierce on the battlefield, but there was no trace of the two giant male ants. They were probably
It's blocked by the poisonous swamp on that side, but it's hard to say whether it will dig a burrow under the swamp and get through.
The scene in front of him made Surdak a little confused. Even though he had worked hard to treat people all day and night, there were still many wounded waiting outside who needed his treatment...
They didn't even line up, they just sat on the ground outside the camp and looked at this side with expectant eyes.
Unfortunately, Nika and the treatment team were still in Dodan Town. He regretted not bringing Nika over...
But then I thought again, how could I let Nika go to the battlefield in this situation? She is still so young.
He lowered his head and walked back to the tent. The injured who had been treated were carried out, but the new wounded had not yet been carried in.
He was sitting on the sacrificial box. The sacrificial ceremony was not over yet. Four lanterns were hung in the tent, emitting a dim light. The statue of the two-faced and four-armed demon was leaning against the wall of the tent. It did look a bit strange here.
Shabby.
Samira didn't eat a bite of the dinner she brought him last night. Now he simply couldn't eat a bite. He sat down a little dejectedly.
Thinking that the Northern Expedition ended in such an embarrassing situation, I feel a little depressed no matter what.
Even when Surdak was full of irritation, he saw the two-faced and four-armed demon statue filled with a dark aura. At this time, the statue became very solid inside the tent, and the demon's face was in Sur.
Dak looked at him in astonishment and slowly turned to him.
The empty eyes on the statue seemed to have some energy, but the dazzling light prevented him from looking directly.
He could only squint his eyes, cover his face with his hands, and look at the statue in front of him through his fingers.
"Sacrifice the sacrifice to me, and you will have the power to kill these ants." A gentle voice came from the statue, and he knew that the voice came from the face of the devil.
He glanced at the face, but that face said nothing.
Shouldn't both parties be bidding at this time?
He even looked forward to what kind of conditions the Face of God could give him.
But after waiting for a while, there was still no reaction from the face of God.
Surdak shook his head helplessly, lowered his head and looked at the wooden boxes filled with sacrifices around him.
After thinking seriously for a while, he said to the demon statue: "Compared to the power of chaos in the darkness, I yearn for the sacred power in the light..."
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The Demon's face stared at Surdak with a distorted expression, with a kind of "you will regret it" in his eyes, but he did not bother too much. The light in his eyes slowly dissipated, and the statue returned to its original appearance. .
Just when Surdak was about to call the wounded to come in and continue treatment, a little bit of sacred elements in the air continued to condense and gather.
Then a charm appeared in the eyes of the face of God, and the face of the statue slowly turned around. He looked at Suldak with soft eyes and asked: "Human, do you want to have a stronger power of holy light?"
Suldak nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I want that."
A kind of Sanskrit sound seemed to resound in the sky. The sound was not loud, but it penetrated the eardrums.
The eyes of the Face of God became brighter and brighter. A ray of holy light penetrated the tent and covered Suldak. Emerald green leaves continued to fall in the holy light. Those leaves were not real leaves, but strong and pure waves. The breath of life, every leaf falling on Surdak injects powerful vitality into his body.
The vigorous vitality caused the holy light in his body to surge like a surging ocean tide. The huge waves washed over Surdak's body and continued to surge towards the place where his lower body was shrouded in darkness.
Pieces of green leaves fall in the golden light...
"Are you willing to keep a humble heart, respect others, and be modest and prudent at all times?"
The Sanskrit sounds sounded again, which caused Surdak to hear the eight virtues of knights that he had learned at the Knight Academy. He had sworn an oath in front of the stone tablet on the day he became a knight.
"I want to stay humble at all times," he said.
"Are you willing to fight for honor, even at the cost of your life?" The Sanskrit sound sounded...
"I am willing to fight for honor." he said loudly.
Powerful aura continued to pour into Surdak's body, and he felt that his whole body was dyed golden by the holy light.
"Do you have the courage? When you need to pay the price to fulfill the interests of the majority of people, do you dare to sacrifice?" The Sanskrit sound sounded again...
"I dare to sacrifice." He said seriously.
"Are you brave enough to declare war on evil without fear?"
"I'm brave enough."
"Are you willing to show mercy to the weak and tolerate others?"
"I pity the people."
"Are you willing to be an honest and trustworthy person?"
"I will always be honest and trustworthy."
"Are you willing to be impartial and selfless and strictly abide by the rules?"
"I will be fair and impartial."
“Will you uphold my spirit?”
"I am willing to uphold these spirits at all times..."
After he took the oath, as if he had made a certain choice, the powerful sacred aura was like a huge light group, completely wrapping Surdak's body, and the dark star in his body was very fast at this time
Darken.
He could feel the dark power being slowly peeled away from his body. The strange feeling was like stirring marshmallows, and the aura full of evil and darkness was being pulled out of his body like a cocoon being peeled off.
Surdak stood in front of the statue, and the dark stars in his body separated from his body layer by layer, turning into countless fine particles and floating in the tent.
The power of holy light continued to pour downward, and his body actually turned into a golden holy body at the last moment. The skin all over his body seemed to be able to breathe freely in the air and absorb the sacred breath existing in the surrounding air.
His body is like a huge container capable of the power of holy light. Countless holy lights are surging in his body. This feeling is far purer and more majestic than the power of holy light stored in countless nodes in his body.
The beam of light shone on Surdak's body, and his body became transparent and golden, glowing with golden light.
At this time, the statue behind him was no longer the statue of the double-faced devil. The statue shattered into countless golden fragments at this moment. An angel with a pair of golden wings reappeared behind him, holding a big sword in both hands.
Suspended in mid-air, lowered his head and meditated.
Surdak only felt that at this moment, something in his body seemed to be broken, and the overwhelming power filled his body. At this moment, he even had a strong urge to look up to the sky and shout...
He felt that countless sacred powers turned into trickles and converged into his body. That pure sacred breath was originally a part of his body.
At this moment, he looked at his hands that were glowing with golden light, and finally realized that he was already a rank-two powerhouse.