Located in the belly of the fourth escaped molten dragon.?? Huo Ranwen w?w?w?.? ｒ?ａ?ｎ?ｗ?ｅ?ｎ?a`ｃｏｍ

The space in the belly of the molten dragon modified by the Stealers is very large, and there is even a dedicated floor, table, and chair.

Dunheath clutched his severed arm by Queen May, and sat down in a corner, a little weakly.

"Mentor!"

The Stealers who were waiting in the belly of the molten dragon looked a little alarmed when they saw Dunheath, who had been badly injured.

One of the spell stealers had the power of the Light in his hands, wanting to heal Dunheath.

But it didn't work... No matter how weak the power of the Holy Light was, it could at least stop the bleeding, but there was still unstoppable blood gushing out of the cross-section of Dunheath's left arm that had been severed by Queen May.

"How so?" The law-stealer tried to heal his mentor with other powers.

Dunheath reached out and patted him on the shoulder, motioning to stop trying.

"This is the power of the God of God Eater, and you say that the stolen power cannot repair this wound at all." Dunheath said.

The power of the law-stealers should indeed be said to be imitation, but Dunheath still defines it as stealing, and the power of the Holy Light used by the law-stealer comes from those holy spirits.

It's a pity that if it is replaced by someone else's cut wound, it may be healed quickly and healed... Unfortunately, the source of this wound is the last descendant of the God Eater.

"God of God Eater?" The apprentices had never heard of this strange name.

"The god of the other world, who was supposed to have died with her world and the believers thousands of years ago, but now it seems that she is alive again, with her followers."

Dunheath sat down in a corner, his left arm still bleeding profusely, and his face turned very pale.

The devastating power of the believers and descendants of the God Eater is not as human beings think... It was as simple as cutting off his arm, and the small part of his arm had turned into the energy of the God Eater at the moment Queen Maye cut it off.

Dunheath wanted to heal the wound with something else, not self-healing or magic or anything like that.

"Well, I think I can cure you."

A completely unfamiliar voice sounded in the belly of the molten dragon in an instant, and the thirteen spell stealers in the belly room turned around in surprise to see an unfamiliar figure standing in ...... among them.

"Holy Spirit? My apprentices are still too young to let you get involved? Dunheath was also taken aback when he found the strange figure, but he quickly calmed down his inner sense of surprise.

"An enemy?"

At this moment, the law-stealers all gathered devastating energy in their hands, intending to kill this person who had blended into them at some point... Enemy.

"Stop, the Holy Spirit is a group of energy constructs, and even if you kill her, you will only bring her back to life in another place."

Dunheath has figured it out in several battles with the Holy Spirit... What kind of existence is the substitute of the God of God Eater?

The Holy Spirit is not a flesh and blood creature, but a creature made of pure energy, and humans cannot kill the Holy Spirit, no matter how many times they are killed, they will be resurrected.

But the Holy Spirit thinks the same as humans, and this makes Dunheath understand that these guys can be defeated, and there are many ways to defeat a person, and you don't necessarily need to kill him.

You can also start with what is around him.

"I really don't have any malice, isn't your boss hurt? I can heal him. She said.

"What's your name?" Dunheath looked at her and said.

"Adding milk without increasing the price, is a priest... As long as I am here, no one in this world will suffer. He said with a holy and kind expression on his face, "You are also the lost people I must treat." ”

"Mentor, I remember, it was he who healed Nink's burns, so Nink's belly pulled her into the molten dragon's belly." A law stealer whispered.

"I... She healed my wounds. Another law thief saw his companion confess, and he couldn't bear the pressure and chose to confess.

"Priesthood?" Dunheath didn't believe in the demagogy of adding milk without increasing the price, he looked up and down whether to increase the price of adding milk.

Adding milk without increasing the price is still a village girl's dress, this village girl is not a disguise without adding milk, and the gray and white village girl-style prayer dress on her body is a special prop.

Named 'Shiranmuya's Veil', the special effect is to make it look like his level is only twenty-five.

This veil has no effect on players, but it can be effective when facing NPCs, especially when facing NPCs from other worlds...

If you wear an epic suit of the Grand Priest of Judgment and say to those NPCs, 'Don't worry, I will only have milk and no output, and I will not be a threat to you at all!' ’

NPCs can't believe the idea of adding milk without raising the price, a cross that is big enough to smash people into pulp.

Of course, Dun Heath doesn't believe that the power of the Holy Spirit is strange if there is no increase in the price of milk, in order to confirm what kind of power he has in order to increase the price of milk, the method verified by Dun Heath is... Sneak over and take a look.

In fact, it is to imitate the power of adding milk without increasing the price.

When Dun Heath targeted the replication without adding milk, his pupils turned to a brilliant color like some kind of dark blue diamond, and in just three seconds, his body was surging with the power of holy light.

The longer Dunheath stared, the more detailed the power of the Light became, including how it worked, how it was composed, and how it could be improved.

As one of the best spell stealers, Dun Heath could even read the story behind the power of the Light.

Evangelist.

Dunheath had a name echoing in his mind, a power that only a man with a firm faith in God and a truly good and pure heart could possess.

The meaning of the birth of this power is to heal all practical suffering.

Could it really be that he is a priest who is so kind at heart that he is a little stupid?

Dunheath didn't believe in the light of his heart, but the light in the hands of the Holy Spirit was indeed so pure that even demons could be healed.

"Then let you try." Among the series of abilities copied by Dunheath, the power of the Holy Light with milk without increasing the price is indeed very gentle, although it also has the power of destruction, but compared to the power of the Holy Spirit, the power of ghosts and gods is the same as the gentle flowing water.

As for why Duncy didn't use the power of the Holy Light that had been copied to heal himself... Imitation is imitation after all, and no matter how similar it is, there is no way to have the divinity of the god-devouring god.

"It's a terrible wound, it must be painful."

It seems that she has entered the compassionate priesthood mode without increasing the price of milk, but before she milk, she took out a copy of the ruins of the Far East, a small wooden box called 'Lei Lin Temple', and put it in front of Dun Xis.

"What is this?" Dunheath glanced at the wooden box, which did not have any fluctuations in mana.

"Offerings to God." The expression on his face was still full of holy light without increasing the price, so dazzling that the surrounding law-stealing apprentices felt very dazzling, "Do you want a small healing package for slow treatment, or a medium healing package for rapid treatment, now buy it directly at one time... If you don't enshrine the Light of Resurrection course, you can also get a blessing of courage. ”