Don't call me evil god

Chapter 338 Who will help us?
"How can you say it's useless?"

"My potions are all of the highest quality, they will surely be of use!"

When old Franklin heard this, he got a little angry.

These potions were all carefully made by him. If they were usually sold in his Three-Eyed Raven Potion Shop, the cheapest one would cost 5 silver coins a bottle.

And the effects are very practical.

It is inevitable to get injured in battle. Even if there is a Radiant Priest to provide treatment, his treatment cannot be used infinitely, right?
The number of times divine spells can be used is also a very valuable resource.

If the injury is not particularly serious, emergency potions would be a better option.

Gail scratched her head.

He didn't know how to explain this problem to his grandfather.

Injuries, pain relief and so on, the glow magic can solve the problem.

The simplest divine spell, [Minor Healing], is now similar to the magic of [Illumination], and almost all believers in the Seeking Knowledge can use it.

Anyway, it only takes 15 life points to redeem learning.

Moreover, it is much easier for professionals to master magic and divine arts than those such as casting arts and harvest arts.

After learning it, you can use it as many times as you want as long as your mental energy is not exhausted.

There is no such thing as worrying about "resources to perform the surgery" at all.

Old Baron Franklin's thinking was still stuck in the combat mode of traditional professionals, and he couldn't imagine how the seekers of knowledge would fight.

"In fact, the great God of Knowledge, His power is so strong that we can use more divine arts, so this kind of potion with weak healing effect is basically useless."

Gale reminded as gently as possible.

"It's the flaming red potion," Gale pointed at the red potion that old Baron Franklin brought, "because its effect is quite unique, it is in demand."

Sir Franklin understood.

This group of heretics is more powerful than he imagined.

No wonder his grandson went to Green Port and quietly became a heretic god. He didn't feel nervous or afraid at all and now dares to openly and honestly reveal his heretic identity.

It turns out that this god's power is strong enough!

Believers can cast magic and use radiant magic.

If someone said that He was the biological father of the God of Light and the Goddess of Magic, old Franklin would believe it!

Old Baron Franklin couldn't help but begin to doubt the correctness of the Glowing God Cult.

……

Outside Baron Franklin's estate.

Because a group of monsters that had surrounded them had been cleared out earlier, the density of monsters nearby decreased in a short period of time, and the environment became slightly safer.

The five believers who came to support stared at each other in amazement.

They realized a problem.

Said it was to help the townspeople.

The question is where to find the townspeople?
Under the threat of eternal night and monsters, the other townspeople tried their best to find places to hide, and each one was more concealed than the other.

"How to do?"

"You can't go door to door looking for them, right?"

"Hey - I think I have an idea!"

A team member thought for a while and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Then he cast his expectant gaze on the half-baked shield warrior member of the team.

The latter suddenly felt a chill.

Be extremely vigilant:

"What can you do?"

The other party described it seriously: "We don't actually have to search for them and rescue them."

"As long as we can prove that we have the strength to protect them from the threat of monsters."

"Won't they naturally gather here and seek our protection?"

"We want to prove our strength..."

"...Hey, can your shield still hold up?"

The half-baked shield warrior's face turned dark in an instant.

As expected! The fate of the shield warrior is to receive the most vicious attack.

No matter what plan the teammates come up with, as long as it involves fighting monsters, the shield warrior will always be the one to get hit.

The only difference is whether you get beaten more or less!
But he also had to admit it.

My teammates' plan makes some sense.

Rather than searching slowly from house to house, one must move stealthily to avoid attracting the attention of surrounding monsters.

It would be better to make some big news right away after making all the preparations!

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In the warehouse of a wood carving shop in Raven Town.

Old Mark felt cold and hungry.

His wife was in worse condition. She had a high fever and was somewhat unconscious. She kept mumbling incomprehensible words.

When eternal night falls on Ceylon.

Old Mark had just left his wood carving shop.

He planned to ask someone to help him go to the Glorious Church outside Ceylon and ask a priest to come over.

Because his wife suddenly caught a cold a few days ago, her body soon started to have a fever, and she felt drowsy and couldn't even stand up. She could only lie in bed to recuperate.

Fortunately, old Mark had some savings in his woodcarving shop, enough for him to take out dozens of silver coins and ask a priest of the Church of the Light to come to Raven Town to cast a spell to relieve his wife's illness.

As a result, before they had walked far, the sky changed drastically.

Old Mark watched helplessly as a terrifying, creepy monster emerged from the shadows shrouded in the night, and then indiscriminately attacked the townspeople on the road.

Blood, limbs, flesh, and bones.

The horrific scene frightened old Mark so much that his hands and feet went limp and he almost lost the ability to escape.

It was the thought that his wife needed care that supported old Mark to crawl back to his own woodcarving shop.

He cannot die.

If he died, his wife, who was lying in bed unable to move, would definitely not survive without anyone to take care of her.

With such a big thing happening, rescue from the Glowing God Cult should be here soon. He should have a chance to be saved if he just holds on for a few days, and his wife will also be able to get help from the priests to heal her.

Old Mark plucked up his courage, rushed back to the woodcarving shop, closed the door immediately, and pushed all the miscellaneous items he could move behind the door as a barrier.

Then he picked up his wife who was lying on the hospital bed, and the two of them hid in the most secluded warehouse together.

Listening to the screams and wails coming from outside from time to time;

There is also the occasional sound of monsters crawling by.

Old Mark was terrified.

He wasn't sure if the monsters had discovered this place.

Those monsters that attack people on sight seem to be able to climb walls.

Maybe the debris he used to block the door couldn't stop them at all.

Maybe there are monsters roaming around in the house right now.

In the eternal night, it was impossible to calculate the time based on sunrise and sunset, and Old Mark didn't know how long he had been hiding in the warehouse.

He just found it increasingly difficult to bear.

No food.

The cheese and bread left over from the previous days were in the kitchen, but the storeroom was some distance away.

What if you push open the warehouse door and come face to face with the monster?
He didn't dare to light a fire in the warehouse to keep warm.

There is a lack of tools to start a fire, and the source of fire will increase the risk of being discovered.

Hungry, thirsty, and cold;
And I am surrounded by invisible fear all the time.

His wife's condition was getting worse due to lack of food and water, and Old Mark was extremely anxious.

"Anyone, please, someone come and help us!"

"God of Light! Save us!"

"How long will it take for the Crusaders to arrive?"

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