Legendary Hero

Darkwater Valley.

"Priest! Priest!" An urgent shout suddenly came from outside the camp in the valley highlands, followed by a soldier dressed as a scout running out of the jungle, carrying a wounded man covered in blood on his back .

He ran all the way into the camp with people on his back, blood was shed all the way, all from the wounded on his back, and his injuries looked very serious.

The human race and the lizard people were probing and attacking each other in the river valley jungle. The scouts on both sides were intertwined, and conflicts happened all the time. Such injuries were very common.

The scout ran all the way to the wounded barracks with his comrades on his back. He knew that the priest was busy there at the moment.

As soon as they entered the camp, the smell of blood came to their nostrils, and screams and screams filled their ears. The priests in white robes tied their cuffs with ropes, and each one was busy like a spinning top.

As soon as the soldier entered the camp, the wounded man on his back was found. A priest rushed over, pointed to a long table covered with sackcloth and said, "Put him on it quickly."

The soldier hastily complied and carried his seriously injured comrade on his back. The opponent was seriously injured. His hip was swept by the dying lizardman warrior with a spear. The spear tip grazed his body, smashed the bones, and cut him nearly 10 centimeters deep, almost severing him in the middle.

Blood gushed out like money, and the wound was covered with broken bones and flesh. It looked horrible, and the soldier who came in with his comrades behind his back looked pale.

But the pastor is obviously used to this situation. He wore a thin glove made of sheep intestines on his hand, and he directly inserted his fingers into the wound to feel for it. With the mahogany pinch, the bleeding stopped more than half immediately.

After finishing this, he stretched his hand into the wound to grope again. After a while, he found another blood vessel. He connected this blood vessel to the blood-spitting blood vessel, squeezed it tightly with his hands, and a pure water-like radiance appeared on his hand. It is the power given to him by the goddess of life, and has extremely powerful healing ability.

Naturally, he is the priest of the Goddess of Life.

If nothing goes wrong, the blood vessel will heal quickly in this pure light, and half of the soldier's life will be saved.

But the brilliance in the priest's hand only lasted for less than two seconds, and then the brilliance went out. This time was too short, and the blood vessels had no time to heal. The priest grinned like a toothache, turned his head and said to other busy priests: "I Today's holy power is exhausted, who still has the strength, I am a wounded man with a broken leg artery, waiting for help!"

Since they fought so far, there are more than 10 wounded every day, and as long as they are injured, they are all dying or seriously injured. The attack of the lizard people is really terrible. Such injuries required the priests to use holy power to bring back the soldiers' lives.

Although there is a lot of precious healing knowledge in the Saints College, and every priest must also learn the knowledge of human body structure to maximize the use of holy power, but the wounded are too seriously injured, and there is no time to delay, otherwise they will be permanently disabled. Disabling a warrior is literally killing them.

So even if the use of holy power was sparing as much as possible, after most of the day, the holy power obtained by the priests through prayers was basically exhausted.

The priest of the Goddess of Life shouted. All the priests in the camp turned their heads and shook their heads. They may have holy power, but there are not many of them, and there are seriously injured people on their hands, so they can't be distracted.

"Is there anyone else?" The pastor asked unwillingly. The injury of the soldier under him is considered minor. He only needs to heal the blood vessels, correct the broken bones, suture the severed muscles, and then use the holy water to nourish the vitality and live for a month or so Then he will be alive and kicking again, and he can participate in the battle again.

To be honest, such fighters are the most worthy of saving, but this cannot be said, because the lives of every fighter are equally important, and there is no way to compare them, at least not on the surface.

At this time, the priest of Luna replied: "Maybe Gorenson has it."

Gorenson, a priest who specializes in healing in the Temple of War God, there are not many options for this kind of specialization in the Temple of God of War. Priests of the God of War generally choose to specialize in assisting combat. People who are really interested in healing generally choose the Goddess of Life, because the Goddess's divine power is gentle and full of vitality, which is most suitable for healing injuries.

"Gronson? Where is he?" The pastor turned his head to look at the tent, but he couldn't find Gorenson.

"I'm probably eating at the moment. You know, he's been busy since morning, so he hasn't bothered to eat." The priest of the Moon God Temple responded.

"I remember that he has saved four seriously wounded people. How could he still have holy power?" The priest of the Goddess of Life was puzzled. The tent is only so big, and the priests are very clear about what they are doing. Sen saved one more person than him.

"That guy uses the Holy Power to count like the most shrewd businessman, no more, no less...Hey, he's back. Hey, Gorenson, there's a guy in Phono who wants to You help."

Reverend Gorenson looked very haggard, pale, with heavy dark circles and bloodshot eyes. In fact, all the chaplains in the Wounded Battalion looked like this.

Fo Nuo looked over, with hope in his eyes. The soldier who came in with the wounded on his back also looked over, his eyes full of worry. He very much hoped that the other party would give an affirmative answer so that his comrades could be saved, but he was also afraid that the other party would shake his head in denial.

Fortunately, Gorenson didn't shake his head. He walked over, looked at the wounds of the soldiers on the table, and without saying a word, took the blood vessel from Priest Fono's hand, which was clamped with a fine mahogany clip.

Immediately afterwards, the golden and reddish God of War radiance flowed from his hand. As soon as this radiance appeared, it attached to the wall of the blood vessel as if alive, and reflected the entire blood vessel in every detail. You can clearly see , The broken blood vessels began to grow, connect, and connect together under the stimulation of the holy power.

Almost as soon as the blood vessel connection was completed and before it could be consolidated, the brilliance in Gorenson's hand went out. He gently let go of the blood vessel and let the connected blood vessel slowly retract into the wounded body. He said with a smile: "The remaining Let it recover on its own. The lad is going to rest for a while anyway."

Fo Nuo breathed a sigh of relief, and he ordered the soldiers on the side to hold down his comrades in arms, and began to complete the follow-up treatment for the wounded.

Now that there are no new wounded, Gorenson is also helping.

Fo Nuo was a little curious about him, and couldn't help but ask, "How much holy power do you have left today?"

"There's still a little half left."

"How come there are so many?" Fo Nuo was shocked, he had already used up all of them, and he had saved fewer people than the other party, which was a big gap.

"How do you control the amount of holy power used?" Fono became more and more curious. Gorenson's method of saving holy power is not uncommon. Every priest here is doing this. In order to save power and save more people, the priests I thought of all the ways I could think of.

Gorenson grinned: "The holy power bestowed by my god is a bit special. He transformed the holy power. You know, just like those craftsmen who make muskets quantify the amount of gunpowder in the bullet, he transformed the holy power into One by one. God will give me a certain amount of holy power for any person or injury, such as the injury just now, I knew it when I saw it, 9013 pieces of holy power can be used to complete the treatment."

"..." Fo Nuo was extremely speechless. Fortunately, he did not forget the work at hand. After the wounded man's injuries were treated, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It is necessary to divide the holy power Is it so thin? Is the god over here in a hurry?"

Gorenson spread his hands: "I don't know if this is necessary, but the benefits are obvious. As for gods...we are just mortals, how can we understand the power of gods?"

Fo Nuo was speechless. At this moment, he hoped that the Goddess of Life would do the same, but he was a believer of the Goddess, so how could he make a request to God?

At this time, another wounded was carried into the wounded barracks.

This seriously wounded man was severely injured. His lower abdomen was pierced by a spear and a big hole was made. It was obvious that his intestines were broken, blood was flowing, and he passed out.

This kind of injury discouraged the priests, and the battle became more and more intense. This is the 20th seriously injured person today. Their holy power has been basically exhausted, and there is no way to save people by rushing up. They can only watch the wounded lose their lives. .

No one wants to experience such powerless pain.

"Priest! Pastor! Save people, what are you doing here? This wounded man has important news to bring back. Lord Thales wants him to live, to wake him up!" A strong warrior in heavy armor inlaid with steel bearskin pointed at the priest. they roared.

This is a god-favored person. Ordinary soldiers don't have the physical strength to use such heavy armor, because they don't have the strength. There are only 7 god-favored people in the camp. Everyone knows this divinely favored person, and he is Lord Thales' most trusted lieutenant, Mogolin.

He has come, enough to show the importance of the wounded.

A pastor walked up quickly. Among the pastors present, he is the only one with the ability to save people. As he walked, he said, "I need someone to help me."

Several priests went up, including Fono.

Mo Gelin felt that the atmosphere was not right, and pulled a nurse over and asked softly, "What's going on?"

The nurse didn't dare to vent his anger, and said softly: "There are too many seriously injured, and the holy power of the priests is running out."

"Who is that pastor? Why does he still have holy power?" Mogolin pointed to Pastor Gorenson, whose hands were shining with golden-red light.

"That's Lord Gorenson from the Temple of War God. His power seems to be very powerful." The nurse is an ordinary person, and he doesn't understand the priest's control over the use of holy power. In his eyes, he saw that Gorenson saved the most people , and there is still holy power up to now, what is it if it is not powerful?

"From the Temple of War God?" Mo Gelin was slightly taken aback. The priests of the Temple of the Goddess of Life are best at healing. Isn't this common sense? Why is it the turn of the priest of the Temple of War God to carry the burden?

As Thales' adjutant, he roughly remembered the pastor's information. The pastors they recruited this time seemed to be low-level official pastors who had just transferred from trainee pastors. Haven't heard of any powerful pastors coming over?

A series of doubts made Mogolin pay attention to Gorensen, and he decided to take a good look at this priest from the Temple of War.

Mo Gelin is a man of action. Of course, those who can come out to win meritorious deeds rather than retire in the Holy Land are all highly mobile figures. After three days, he learned all about the situation in the wounded barracks.

He found that the healing level of the priests of the Temple of War God is not the highest, and the healing ability of the holy power of the God of War is not the best, not as good as the holy power of the moon, and even less than the holy power of the goddess of life, but it is the most durable.

When the wounded soldiers were transported in, it was Gorenson who persisted until the end, and it was Gorenson who saved the most lives. He got a copy of the data. Within three days, the number of wounded fighters reached 51, Gorenson alone saved 16 people, and the other five priests together saved 35 people.

These are all low-level priests, so the gap is a bit big.

Mogolin reported this to Thales. Thales, who was busy preparing for the decisive battle, glanced at the report and said simply: "Next time, we will recruit all the priests of the Temple of War."

On the battlefield, he doesn't need how pure the priest's holy power is, how high the level of healing is, he just needs to keep as many fighters as possible. Obviously, the priests of the War God Temple best met his needs.

This result comes from an intelligent brain that conscientiously responds to the prayers of believers. It has no emotions, only follows the procedures set by Rowling, without any omissions, and its digital intelligent core instinctively controls everything. All quantified, never wrong.

This effort was quickly spotted by followers of Ares, especially on the battlefield. A saying began to spread on the battlefield: "The God of War never disappoints the believers."