Can’t you grow vegetables? Ange tilted his head. There are three thousand acres of farmland in the farm. It didn’t matter if you couldn’t go back before. But now you can put your hand in, why waste it?
Ignoring Negris, Ange continued to grow his vegetables happily. During this period, people came to disturb him from time to time. There were so many injured people that all the people in the dungeon were busy.
The one who is best at healing is Lisa. As a former Saint of Light, her healing ability is several blocks ahead of other magicians. But she couldn't use Holy Light Magic before because she was reincarnated into a lich and cast Holy Light Magic.
, she was the first to melt.
Until Ange's appearance, Ange's will did not contain additional damage to undead creatures, so the Holy Light spell cast by borrowing Ange's power would not cause harm to himself.
However, she could only cast the first-level Holy Light Technique. She thought of many reasons, such as her lack of faith, or Ange's restrictions and tests on her. She never thought that it was because Ange only had enough power.
The reason for casting level one magic.
However, it was only a first-level magic, and she was very tired. There were too many wounded people, many of them were not injured by swords or bullets, but suffered bruises and bruises from falls, and most of their feet were bleeding.
Such injuries are very troublesome. Although they are not fatal, they affect movement and are easy to worsen. In places where there is a lack of medical treatment, it is likely to deteriorate into injuries that require amputation or even fatal injuries. It is ideal to treat them as soon as possible.
Ange refused to accept anyone who came. Anyway, he watered non-stop for days and nights. He was planting vegetables with his other hand. The monotonous and repetitive treatment here was more in tune, just like going for a run while listening to music, interacting with each other.
No interference.
In such a distracted situation, Anna and Lisa carried over a wounded man who was stiff and stiff.
The wounded man was a middle-aged man. His body was stiff and frozen, but his skin was blue, giving him the feeling of a zombie's skin being toughened.
His eyes were staring straight, but there was only a little sparkle in the depths of his eyes.
Everyone who saw him shook his head with an expression of regret or grief. This was wind stiffness. After being blown by the wind of rest for a long time, his body had become stiff and dead, and it was a very painful death.
Because his consciousness was awake before death, he would silently feel that his body was stiff, his internal organs were rotting and smelly, and this lasted for less than half a month, until he finally starved to death.
Therefore, generally those injured by wind stiffness just want to die quickly.
The reason why Lisa carried the injured person over was that she had made some new discoveries. Secondly, the identity of the injured person was very important to Anna. He was Cui Fu, the housekeeper of the Luofen family, who had taken care of Anna since she was a child.
When the brother and sister grow up, they are servants in name but relatives emotionally.
When she first found each other, Anna almost cried to death.
After carrying Cui Fu in front of Ange, Lisa quickly said: "Sir, I have a new discovery. The purification technique has some effect on patients with wind stiffness, but my strength is too weak... uh, this... this
That’s it?”
After putting the patient down, Ange was still using the facial cleansing technique habitually. Before Lisa finished speaking, Ange had already used three enhanced versions of the facial cleansing technique on the patient. The patient's body turned black and blue quickly.
It faded and the skin returned to its original elasticity so fast that Lisa couldn't even finish her sentence.
On the contrary, Ange saw that Lisa had finished half of what she said, and curiously asked: "What's all right?"
"No, it's okay." Lisa was a little overwhelmed and carried Cui Fu aside. After careful inspection, the wind stiffness had really subsided. Cui Fu's body had returned to its original shape. His fingers and toes could still move, but he was very weak.
Can't stand up.
"This...is this enough? This is all right?" Lisa murmured to herself, somewhat doubting life. Wind stiffness is the most common injury in the world. Every year, hundreds of people have amputations or die due to wind stiffness, which is worse than starvation.
Many people died, and everyone was helpless against it.
Everyone was used to it, after all, even the undead couldn't survive under the Wind of Rest, but after Lisa borrowed Ange's power, she found that the purification technique had a little effect on the wind, so she treated the dead horse as a living horse doctor.
Come to Ange with your mentality.
Who would have thought that Ange would cure the person before he finished speaking. The feeling was like going to a tavern and ordering a major health care treatment without even taking off his clothes.
After being at a loss for a while, Lisa suddenly thought: Isn't this normal?
"Yes, isn't this normal? My lord Ange, shouldn't it be normal to treat a Fengzhi? It's not normal if it can't be cured. My lord only projected it onto the skeleton and was restricted by the body. It was not his fault.
Otherwise, my lord is omnipotent and my lord is unfathomable."
Lisa murmured to herself, the light in her eyes getting brighter and firmer. Suddenly, Ange's soul trembled, and a certain point in the soul network grew stronger, which made him couldn't help but look up.
, I saw a kind of holy flame ignited on Lisa's body.
Lisa's abnormality attracted everyone's attention, including Nigris, who was lifting a naked child off her body, looking up at her neck, and then couldn't help but curse:
"Spiritual Warrior, Zaobada, are you transformed from the skeleton of the goddess of luck? First there are fanatical believers, and then there are spiritual warriors, why can't I touch any of them?"
Ange stopped what he was doing, ran to Negris, pointed at Lisa in confusion and said: "She has grown bigger in her soul."
Ange didn't know what happened, so he ran over to ask, but to Nigris' ears, it sounded like a naked show off.
"Gungungun, he's just a soul warrior. What's there to show off? There are more than a dozen in the Church of Light, and there are more than a dozen saints. Yes, it must be talent. He can become a saint of light. Lisa's talent is there.
There’s nothing strange about becoming a Soul Warrior, yes, it’s just talent, it’s Lisa’s luck, not yours.”
As soon as he sprayed Ange in the face, he saw the angel skeleton swooping over and sitting on it. The little zombie also rushed over and punched it on the cheek.
Clicking, tapping, a bone horse ran over quickly. After a closer look, Ange found that he recognized it. It was Eske's bone horse. It flew to Lisa and sent a soul message.
, it is here to deliver a letter.
The soul's message can only be transmitted between undead creatures. When Lisa saw it, she immediately said: "The enemy is coming."
…
On the endless wasteland, ten holy knights galloped on their horses, kicking up smoke and dust along the way.
The leader of the red cloaked paladin muttered: "Damn Leonard, he lied to us, what kind of heresy is there in this damn place? They are all a group of miserable people struggling to survive."
"Isn't it said that there is a lich city? That city ruled by lichs should be the headquarters of the heretics, right?" said the handsome paladin behind him.
The red-cloaked Paladin suddenly cursed: "Are you stupid or am I stupid? Once the Ice City was broken, those humans all ran to the Lich's dungeon. Do you think those humans would run to the evil Lich? Even if
There is a lich, which is also a good thing..."
"Lord Mader!" Before he could finish his words, the handsome paladin interrupted him sharply.
Marder stopped talking in his mouth, huffed a few times, and finally swallowed it back. He knew that the handsome paladin was doing it for his own good. Was he allowed to say such words as a kind lich?
Although he is surrounded by brothers who are loyal and will not betray him, if he slips up today, he will slip up elsewhere tomorrow, and the consequences will be serious.
Mad, who was angry and full of breath, ran all the way. When he saw someone blocking him in front of him, and saw a skeleton among the blocking people, his anger seemed to have found an outlet, and he drew his sword and waved forward:
"Destroy the heretics! Kill!"
The whole team of Paladins accelerated their charge, and the holy light lit up, connecting them together. Powerful power surged between them. When this power was released, it was a holy charge that could blow the city gate open with one blow.
However, before they could release their power, the skeleton dragged an angel forward.