While Artis was busy clearing the entire territory, a riot was also taking place in the north. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Your Majesty has fainted again!" In front of a palace, anxious voices rang out in it, causing a ripple.

Around, hearing this loud voice, some people who were originally waiting were shocked: "Let the high priest come!"

"The High Priest is already inside!" an anxious voice responded.

At this time, in the palace, two richly dressed men stood a little impatiently inside.

The two men were richly dressed and imposing, and behind each of them were a large number of guards guarding their sides, faintly antagonistic.

After a while, inside, a thin old man in a sacrificial robe walked out.

Seeing this old man, the two of them walked up at the same time, and couldn't help but say, "High Priest Getzal, how is the situation of my father?"

Seeing that the other party made the same move as himself, vaguely, the older of the two snorted softly, but the other person did not change his face and still had a smile on his face.

"The eldest prince, the second prince, Your Majesty's situation may not be too good. ”

Priest Gechar's face was a little ugly, he looked at the two men in front of him, and said, "If there is no turnaround, His Highness's life may be in the next few days..."

Hearing this news, all of a sudden, no matter what their inner thoughts were, on the surface, the faces of the two of them became a little ugly, with a faint sadness.

"Is there really no way?" said the second prince as he looked at the high priest in front of him.

"There's nothing I can do. Seeing this scene, Quetzal shook his head helplessly.

Suddenly, the scene fell into silence, I don't know if it was an illusion, after the high priest said this, faintly, the atmosphere between the two princes became more and more strange.

Around, someone looked behind the two and couldn't help but feel nervous.

I saw that behind the two princes, the hands of some of the guards had been placed on the weapons they were wearing, and faintly, there were fluctuations in fighting spirit.

This kind of scene is as if the two princes will turn this palace into a battlefield when they give an order in the next second.

Seeing such a scene, some people smiled bitterly in their hearts.

In Brooke, the-for-tat confrontation between the two princes is already a well-known thing for passers-by. Originally, it was okay when the king was still there, and both sides had restraint, but at this time, once the king died, for the sake of the throne, the two directly drew their swords, and it was very possible to fight here.

After all, both princes had their own supporters behind them, and if each of them led their own supporters to war, the situation would be much more complicated. Relatively speaking, if you can cut the other party here, it will be very convenient.

Thinking of this, some people around couldn't help but look at the high priest Getzal who was standing aside, hoping that he could intervene to stop it.

The High Priest is a person who specializes in worshipping the ancestral gods in the country of Brooke, not only representing the ancestral gods, but also being a strong man with the blessing of the ancestral gods. As long as he spoke, the two princes would not dare to offend.

However, in the face of these gazes, Quetzal remained unmoved, ignoring the anger between the two princes.

"Two princes, there may be other ways. In the midst of this strange atmosphere around him, a voice suddenly sounded in place, breaking the silence.

"Well, Sir Kercus, do you have any opinions?" asked the High Priest Gechal, who was slightly stunned, as he looked at the young man who was speaking on the other side.

As the high priest spoke, the two princes glanced at each other, and they couldn't help but look at Kerkus, who was opening on the side, with scrutiny in their eyes.

In the face of these gazes, Kerkus's face did not change, but he smiled slightly: "I once heard that there are some priests who believe in nature in our city. ”

"They believe in the way of nature, can communicate with nature and master all kinds of natural powers, and are not only the best animal trainers, but also the best doctors. ”

Saying this, he paused, looked at the faces of the two princes, and said, "Since there is no other way, why not let these priests try?"

"Okay, then call these pastors and give it a try. The second prince looked at the eldest prince opposite and nodded.

On the other side, when the eldest prince saw the other party say this, he looked at the surrounding high priests and the major nobles, pondered, and nodded.

So as one order after another was given, an old priest came to the palace in Brooke.

The priest had an old face, but his body was very strong and healthy. At the same time, in his body, a faint natural divine power was fluctuating, always in tune with the environment.

He was wearing a simple tattered robe, he couldn't recognize the rank, his face was indifferent, and he looked at the palace in front of him, frowning a little.

Under his senses, the palace in front of him was filled with a powerful aura of blood and evil, and it was sleeping.

"Evil God..." Sensing this breath, he couldn't help but feel a wave of disgust in his heart.

"Is it the Brenda Sacrifice?" a voice came from the side.

A knight in leather armor came from a plate, looked at him like this, and asked with some frowns.

To this, he nodded: "Yes." ”

"Come with me. After confirming this, the knight did not look at him, but turned to lead the way.

As he went, voices came from his side.

"This is the sacrifice that came to treat His Highness? ”

"Look at him like this, he is full of dust, he can't have just been pulled out of the field. ”

In the face of these malicious voices, Brenda remained unchanged, and just silently followed the knight in front of him.

"This is the sacrifice you chose?" the eldest prince frowned a little as he looked at Brenda in tattered robes in front of him.

To this skeptical tone, Kerkus affirmed, "Yes." ”

"The Brenda Sacrifice is the best doctor I know of in Brooke. ”

"Then let him in. ”

The eldest prince was still skeptical of his statement, but he just had the mentality of just in case, so he still let him go in and give it a try.

"However, this priest, if you fail to heal your father..." He looked at Brenda with a cruel smile on his face: "Then you don't have to leave." ”

However, in the face of this intimidation, Brenda's face remained unchanged, and he just looked at the eldest prince opposite silently and did not speak.

He glanced at Kerkus, who was standing opposite, nodded faintly, and then walked in with a few people.

After he entered, in the depths of the darkness, the sense of that breath became more and more intense.

Faced with this aura shrouded, he lowered his head and just sensed it silently.

After a while, when Brenda saw the king, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

Under his induction, the old man's breath in front of him was weak, and his vitality was almost compressed to a limit, and he was about to die.

Seeing this scene, he prayed silently, and then a light gradually brightened, and a great healing technique was performed.

The guards watching from the sidelines watched in horror.

Then, as the light of the healing technique gradually faded, the sickness that had been entangled in the king's body completely disappeared, and his complexion became much more ruddy, as if he had recovered.

However, seeing this scene, Brenda secretly shook her head.

Under normal conditions, the Great Healing Technique is enough to remove any disease, even if a severed limb is reborn, and the dying person can be restored.

But the king's vitality has been completely exhausted, even if his body is healed, but the vitality that was hollowed out by the disease before will never come back.

He hesitated, then pulled something out of his bosom.

It was a tiny leaf, withered, but it looked extraordinary. Even if it has withered, on it, a divine essence that transcends mortal things still emanates in a steady stream, with a vitality that has not completely dissipated.

This is the leaf that Artis bears, but it is not the main body, but the sub-tree that grows on top of the flesh of the demon god.

In the past, when Ardis was asleep, his body and daughter trees were constantly growing and transforming, and every few years, some stunted leaves would fade and be collected by the priests.

This fading cotyledon, even if it is not intact, still has a trace of divine essential power, which is extremely precious.

At this time, under the urging of Brenda, the dead leaves trembled slightly, and a powerful force fell on them, enveloping the king's body.

Suddenly, the king's originally stiff body changed, and his fingers moved slightly, as if he was about to wake up.