Darkwater Valley.

"Pastor! Priest! Suddenly there was an urgent cry outside the camp on the heights of the valley, followed by a warrior dressed as a scout running out of the jungle, carrying a wounded man covered in blood on his back.

He carried people on his back all the way into the camp, and blood was spilled all the way, all of the wounded on his back, and his wounds looked very serious.

Terrans and lizardfolk test each other in the jungle of the river valley, and the scouts on both sides are intertwined, and clashes occur all the time, and such wounded are common.

The scout carried his comrades all the way to the wounded barracks, where he knew the priest was busy.

As soon as I entered the camp, the bloody breath came to my nose, and my ears were full of ** and screams, and the priests in white robes tied their cuffs with ropes, and each of them was busy like a top.

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

The soldier hurriedly complied and carried his seriously wounded comrade on his back. The other man was very badly wounded, and his hip was swept by the dying lizardman warrior with a spear, the tip of the spear grazed his body, shattering the bone, and slashing nearly 10 centimeters deep, almost cutting him off at the waist.

Blood gushed out as if it didn't want money, and the wound was full of broken bones and flesh, looking miserable, and the faces of the soldiers who came in all the way with their comrades on their backs turned pale.

But the priest was apparently accustomed to the situation, and he wore thin gloves made of sheep's intestines on his hands, and his fingers reached directly into the wound and fumbled for a while. He ripped out a blood-spurting vein. Then very casually use a peach wood clip. The bleeding immediately stopped for the most part.

After doing this, he reached into the wound again and groped, and after a while, he felt another blood vessel, which he connected to the blood vessel, and squeezed it with his hand, and a pure light as water appeared on his hand, which was the power given to him by the goddess of life. Possesses extremely powerful healing powers.

Naturally, he is the priest of the goddess of life.

If nothing else, the veins will heal quickly in this pure light, and the warrior's life will be half saved.

But the light in the priest's hand only lasted for less than two seconds, and then the light went out, this time was too short, the blood vessels didn't have time to heal at all, the pastor grinned like a toothache, turned to the other busy priests and said: "My holy power is exhausted today, who still has the strength." My wounded man's leg artery is broken, waiting for help! ”

They are at war to this day. There are 10 wounded every day, and as long as they are injured, they are all dying and seriously injured, and the attack of the lizardmen is really terrifying. Such injuries require priests to use holy power to bring back the lives of the warriors.

Although there is a lot of precious healing knowledge in the Holy Academy, and every priest has to learn the knowledge of the human body structure to make the most of the holy power, the wounded are too serious to be delayed, and if they are delayed, they will be left with a lifelong disability, which is almost like killing a warrior.

Therefore, even if we try to save the use of holy power, after most of the day, the holy power that the priests have gained through prayer is basically exhausted.

The priest of the goddess of life shouted, and the priests in the camp all turned their heads to look at them, and they all shook their heads, they may have holy powers, but there are not many of them, and they all have seriously injured people on their hands to deal with, so they really can't be distracted.

"Doesn't anyone have it?" The priest asked unwillingly, the injuries of this warrior under his command were considered light, as long as the blood vessels were healed, the broken bones were corrected, the severed muscles were stitched, and then the holy water was used to nourish the vitality, and after a few months, he would be alive and kick again, and he could participate in the battle again.

To be honest, such a warrior is the most worthy of saving, but this cannot be said, because the life of each warrior is equally important, and there is no way to compare, at least not on the surface.

At this time, the priest of the moon god replied, "Maybe Gorenson has." ”

Gorenson, a priest in the Temple of the God of War who specializes in healing, does not have many options for this kind of specialization in the Temple of the God of War, and the priest of the God of War generally chooses to specialize in supporting combat. People who really have the heart to heal generally choose the goddess of life, because the goddess's divine power is gentle and full of vitality, which is the most suitable for treating injuries.

"Gorenson? Where is he? The priest looked at the tent, but found no sign of Gorenson.

"I'm probably eating right now, you know, he's been busy in the morning until now, and he hasn't bothered to eat." The priest of the Temple of the Moon God responded.

"I remember that he had already saved four seriously wounded people, how could he still have holy power?" The priest of the goddess of life was puzzled, this tent was so big, the priests knew exactly what they were doing, and Gorenson saved one more person than he did.

"That guy uses the Holy Power to calculate like the most shrewd businessman, not a penny, not a lot, he's back. Hey, Gorenson, there's a guy in Verona who wants your help. ”

Pastor Gorenson looked very haggard, his face was pale, he had heavy dark circles under his eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot. In fact, the priests in the wounded barracks were all like this.

Verno looked over with hope in his eyes. The soldier who came in with the wounded on his back also looked over, his eyes were full of worry, he very much hoped that the other party could give a positive answer, so that his comrades could be saved, but he was also afraid that the other party would shake his head and deny.

Fortunately, Gorenson did not shake his head, he walked over to see the wounds of the warriors on the table, and without saying a word, took the veins in the hands of the priest Forno with a fine mahogany clip.

Immediately after, a golden reddish god of war light flowed out of his hand, and as soon as this light appeared, it attached to the blood vessel wall like life, reflecting the entire blood vessel in detail, and it could be clearly seen that the broken blood vessels began to grow, connect, and connect together under the stimulation of the holy power.

Almost at the moment when the blood vessel connection was completed and there was no time to consolidate it, the brilliance in Gorenson's hand was extinguished, and he gently let go of the blood vessels that had been connected and let the connected blood vessels slowly shrink into the wounded's body, and said with a smile: "Let it recover the rest." Anyway, this young man is going to recuperate for a while. ”

Verno breathed a sigh of relief, and he ordered the soldiers on the side to hold down his comrades and begin to complete the follow-up treatment of the wounded.

Now no new wounded have been brought in. Gorenson was there to help.

Fono was a little curious about him. I couldn't help but ask, "How much Holy Power do you have left today?" ”

"And a small half."

"How can there be so many?" Verno was shocked. He has completely used up, and there are fewer people saved than the other party, which is a bit big.

"How do you control the amount of holy power you use?" Fono became more and more curious, Gorenson's means of saving holy power were not unusual, every priest here was doing this, in order to save power to save more people, the priests thought of all the ways they could.

Gorenson grinned: "The holy power bestowed by my god is somewhat special, and he has turned the holy power into one. You know. In the same way that the craftsmen who make muskets quantify the amount of gunpowder in bullets, he transforms the holy power into one by one. God will give me a precise number of how much holy power is needed for any person or injury, for example, the injury just now, when I saw it, I knew that I could complete the treatment with 9013 holy powers. ”

Funo was extremely speechless when he listened, but fortunately he didn't forget the work at hand, and when the wounded's injuries were treated, he let out a sigh and said, "Is it necessary to divide the holy power so finely?" Is God busy? ”

Gorenson spread his hands: "I don't know if it's necessary. But the benefits are clear. As for God, how can we understand the power of God when we are only mortals? ”

Verno was speechless. At this moment, he hoped that the goddess of life would do the same, but he was a believer in the goddess, so how could he make a request to the gods?

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

The wounded man was so badly wounded that his lower abdomen was pierced by a spear, and a large hole was broken, and it was obvious that his intestines were broken, and the blood was flowing to the ground, and the person had fainted.

This kind of injury discouraged the priests, and the battle became more and more intense, this was already the 20th seriously injured person today, their holy power had basically dried up, and they couldn't save people when they rushed forward, so they could only watch the wounded lose their lives.

No one wants to experience this pain of powerlessness.

"Pastor! Priest! Hurry up and save people, what are you doing in a daze? This wounded man has important news to bring back, Master Thales wants him alive, wants him to wake up! A sturdy warrior in heavy armor studded with steel bearskin shouted at the priests.

This is a divine favorite, ordinary soldiers simply don't have the physical strength to use such heavy armor, because they don't have this strength, and there are a total of 7 divine favorites in the camp. This god is known to everyone, and he is Lord Thales's most relied on lieutenant, Mogolin.

The fact that he is here is enough to show the importance of this wounded.

A priest walked up quickly, and now the priest present, he is the only one who has the ability to save people, and as he walked, he said, "I need someone to help me." ”

Several priests walked up, including Forno.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not quite right, Mogolin pulled over a nurse and asked softly, "What's going on?" ”

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

"Who's that pastor? How could he still have holy powers? Mogolin gestured to Pastor Gorenson, whose hand shimmered with a golden red glow.

"That's Lord Gorenson of the Temple of War. His power seems to be strong. "The nurse is an ordinary person, he doesn't understand the priest's control over the use of holy power, in his eyes, he sees that Gorenson has saved the most people, and there is still holy power, isn't this powerful?

"Of the Temple of War?" Mo Golin was slightly stunned, the priest of the Temple of the Goddess of Life is the best at healing, isn't it common sense? Why is it the turn of the priest of the Temple of War to carry the beams?

As Thales' adjutant, he roughly remembered the information of the pastor, and the pastors they recruited this time seemed to be low-level regular pastors who had just changed from trainee pastors, and he hadn't heard of any powerful pastors coming?

A series of doubts caught Mogolin's attention on Gorenson, and he decided to take a closer look at the priest from the Temple of the God of War.

Mogolin was a doer, and of course, the gods who could come out to make meritorious deeds, and not retire in the Holy Land were all people with great mobility, and after three days, he knew the whole situation in the wounded barracks.

He found that the healing level of the priest of the God of War Temple was not the highest, and the healing ability of the Holy Power of the God of War was not the best, not as good as the Divine Power of the Moon, and even less as the Divine Power of the Female of Life, but it was the most durable.

The wounded soldiers were transported in, and it must be this Gorenson who persevered to the end, and it was also this Gorenson who saved the most people. He got a copy of the data. In three days, 51 fighters were wounded, 16 of which were saved by Gorenson alone, and 35 by the other five priests combined.

These are low-level pastors, and the gap is a bit big.

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

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 warriors as possible. Obviously, the priest of the Temple of the God of War best met his needs.

The result comes from a certain intelligent brain that responds to the prayers of believers diligently, it does not have joys or sorrows, it only follows the procedures set by Rollin, nothing is too small, nothing is missing, and its digital intelligence core instinctively quantifies everything and never makes mistakes.

This effort was soon discovered by the believers of the god of war, especially on the battlefield. A saying began to circulate on the battlefield: 'The god of war never fails his followers'. (To be continued......)