The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1179 Divine Art 3
The corpses that Allen mentioned were the bodies of the elven warriors and residents killed in the siege. They were also the strategic resources that their Green Tribe had stored for a long time.

They have many uses. They can be the medium of dark magic, serve as energy and nutrients for altars of flesh and blood, open transmission channels, etc. In many cases, they can indeed play a vital role. Therefore, for the unscrupulous natives of the wilderness, there is no psychological burden at all to recycle them.

Of course, with the practical needs of cultural inheritance and ethnic cohesion, the wilderness is also learning the excellent cultures of major civilizations. As for the bodies of the fallen soldiers of their respective ethnic groups, everyone has gradually abandoned the uncivilized and inhumane practices, giving enough respect to the bodies of the tribal warriors who have made contributions, allowing the tribesmen to remember and pay tribute to them, and even publicizing their great achievements among the tribes, and the various benefits they have brought to the tribe.

Therefore, the bodies of the fallen soldiers of the Northern Alliance will be treated differently. They will be burned into ashes by special personnel using magic and stored in containers. They will then be sent back to their tribes for burial along with their belongings.

There are many requirements for moving the corpse, and the chores of transporting it are also very troublesome, but since it was the leader Alan who spoke up, these are no longer a problem.

In less than half a magic hour, the frozen bodies were neatly stacked and placed on the temporary open space next to the clinic. At the same time, the wounded and sick patients who were recuperating and receiving treatment in the clinic were also helped out of the tents and gathered together, forming the two ends of a scale with the bodies opposite.

"Everyone else, stand aside!"

Alan simply greeted them lightly, and the powerful men and representatives from the North who followed him flew far away. At the same time, the medical staff and clergy of the clinic also retreated a hundred meters away.

No one knows what the Lord of the North is going to do, but everyone is full of expectations and confidence, because this legendary figure has accomplished too many things that seem incredible to others, and today's sudden operation may be another legend.

Every member of the North felt proud and excited to be able to participate in and witness this scene. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Allen, not daring to leave his body easily.

hum! ! !
Just as everyone made way, an invisible wave of power rippled out from Alan's body, creating an indescribable resonance among everyone's souls. The powerful and perceptive warriors all felt something, as if their bodies were immersed in an invisible wave of water.

In front of everyone present, Alan directly activated his advanced divine domain, covering more than 2,000 seriously injured patients and the bodies that were being transported in.

"...sharp swords clash on the battlefield, and the souls of heroes bear witness to the battle. Using the flesh and bones of the enemy as materials and the flames of war as a furnace, they cook a heroic sacrifice..."

The majestic and surging voice, accompanied by the dancing arms, spread across the world. With the blessing of the divine realm, Alan seemed to have transformed into a god on earth, showing his existence to the world.

Every time Allen waved his arm, the pile of corpses on the ground became thinner, and the life energy that had not yet dissipated was extracted from the restraint of the powerful divine power and integrated into the divine domain. In front of Allen, a blood-colored magic halo turned from light to thick. Although it looked like it had a certain evil temperament, in the actual perception of everyone, it exuded a sacred and inviolable aura.

A rare trace of sweat appeared on Alan's face. It was obvious that this set of spellcasting movements was still something he had not mastered thoroughly.

Moreover, the divine magic he was performing at the moment was essentially just a semi-finished product. It was the result of the divine consciousness deciphering the mysterious and complex rune pattern on the Seed of Faith, and then deducing and constructing the corresponding divine magic model and supporting actions according to the pattern.

There are many details in the divine magic model and the corresponding actions and prayers that need to be refined and simplified to make them more efficient and concise, and finally finalize them into divine magic knowledge that every God of Food priest can learn and master.

"Hero Festival!!!"

The casting time exceeded that of most legendary magic and divine arts, and according to Alan's estimation, the divine power and mental energy consumed were definitely much more than ordinary legendary magic and divine arts. Fortunately, Alan finally completed another exclusive divine art under the God of Food system.

As the last three bytes fell from Allen's mouth like thunder, the corpses of the ten thousand soldiers on the right side of his body instantly turned into a ball of black ash and melted into the earth. The once plump bodies now became specks of dust in the earth and air.

At the same time, more than ten meters above Allen's head, a huge blood-colored sphere that looked like a crimson moon slowly rotated and rolled, and a strange fragrance slowly diffused in the air. The members of the Northern Territory who smelled this smell had blurred eyes and salivated, and couldn't help but greedily swallowing saliva at the blood ball.

Under the control of the God Realm, the huge blood ball finally split into more than 2,000 small balls of different sizes, corresponding to the more than 2,000 Northern Territory warriors who were standing or sitting on Allen's left side, and slowly fell towards them. "Concentrate and meditate, open your body and mind to receive this power!!"

Just as the blood-colored ball hit the Northern Territory warrior on the ground, Allen clearly felt that some warriors in the crowd were tense and terrified, and immediately spoke out to remind them.

After hearing this, everyone cooperated very well. Without any other thoughts, they just crossed their legs, closed their eyes and started meditating.

When the blood balls fell on each wounded person, the soldiers who had closed their eyes could not even feel the touch of their bodies, although the blood-colored balls easily merged into everyone's body.

Outsiders could no longer see the existence of the blood-colored balls, but within Allen's divine domain, he could clearly sense or see their energy glow. At the same time, he controlled these blood-colored balls to appear at the wound sites of each injured person. Only then did he remove the mental power that was wrapping and restraining the blood-colored balls.

"what!!"

"Hiss~~~~"

After a short while, the wounded soldiers who were originally calm and peaceful showed complicated expressions on their faces, and couldn't help but groan in pain or enjoyment. Then almost everyone raised their hands and tore at their wounds, tearing off the bandages in a few seconds, revealing the squirming flesh balls.

The Northern warriors and medical staff standing not far away only saw that the missing limbs of the wounded were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. At first, they were soft like tentacles without skeletons, and then as time passed, the tentacles turned into more delicate limbs and organs, until they finally grew into the limbs that were supposed to exist.

"My Lord's Divine Might!!!"

After the clergy and believers of the Church of the God of Food witnessed the power of the mass healing magic with their own eyes, their expressions became more pious and humble, and they stroked the holy emblem on their chests and murmured softly.

The other members of the North also looked at each other with mixed feelings at the only bear goblin saint standing in the center of the field. Frustration, admiration, fear and other emotions rose and fell in their hearts, but then positive emotions such as excitement and pride arose. Everyone seemed to have a little more confidence in the bright future of the North.

"Ah, my hands have grown!!"

"I can see again..."

"Woooooooo..."

After the magic was completely completed, the more than 2,000 warriors in the field finally opened their eyes again and checked the changes in themselves. When they saw and felt the limbs and organs that they had lost on the battlefield grow back, and everyone became healthy and normal individuals again, strong emotions spread among the crowd in an instant.

Many soldiers who had been pretending to be strong even burst into tears. The haze in everyone's hearts was swept away and no negative emotions were left.

"Lord Allen, Godly Power!!"

"Long live His Excellency!!"

The warriors cheered from the bottom of their hearts and expressed their most sincere respect and gratitude to Allen.