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Chapter 214 You are the Immortal God and I am Strong Bone Locke(2/2)

Anyone who hides heretical items will be burned at the stake.

Nigris said: "I believe you. It just so happens that this can be regarded as my trophy. I will take it and let the little girl come over."

The old woman came over timidly. When she presented the gift just now, she didn't dare to come over by herself. Now that she came over by herself, she was so scared that she didn't dare to raise her head.

Ange didn't care, he used the holy light and hit her.

Ange had just harvested a few fields happily, but he could not equal the value of this bone tool. Ange, who was used to equal value, naturally wanted to pay for it, but was stopped by Nigris.

"You're paying her and she has nowhere to spend it. Why don't you fix her eyes and take care of her minor ailments? Look at the people next to her staying away from her. It's probably because of some strange smell or something."

"Oh." After several facial cleansing techniques, the old woman raised her head in shock.

The facial cleansing technique is a comprehensive treatment, especially when Ange applied it a dozen times at a time. Not to mention the ineffectiveness of the treatment, the amount is sufficient.

Given the living conditions here, elderly women must have a lot of problems with their bodies, including rheumatism, gynecological diseases, skin diseases, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, as long as they are non-bacterial and fungal, facial cleansing techniques can treat them.

The old woman felt that her whole body had relaxed. The joints that had tortured her so much that she could not sleep on rainy days now felt as relaxed as if they had been cut and bleeding.

Oh my God, what a miracle. The old woman couldn't help but knelt down and believed in the light all her life. This was the first time she felt the magic of light.

Then, Ange opened her eyelids, put a few drops of essence into it, and repaired her lost eyes. All the villagers were excited: "It's so powerful, such a powerful magic!"

"Little Brando's foot has also healed. It must have been cured by an adult. It turns out that the church is not all the kind of evil people who only collect taxes."

"Your Excellency is an ascetic monk, and I also want to be an ascetic monk."

"I heard that ascetics can't live in a house, eat delicious food, and live a married life..."

"Then I want to be a priest, the kind who specializes in collecting taxes."

After Ange dealt with the old woman's injuries, Nigris had already studied the bone device in the Palace of Rest and understood: "This is an instrument for communication between undead creatures in different soul networks."

"Different soul networks?" Ange tilted his head in confusion.

"Yes, you are like Jiangu Locke and Duroken. If their people want to communicate with each other, they cannot go through the soul network and can only use instruments and equipment."

"Can it still be used?" Ange asked.

"Okay, there's no energy anymore. Just inject soul energy into it. Try it."

Ange first left the village, then took out the bone tool, injected soul energy into it, and started it.

"Hey Hey hey……"

"Received, received, this is the frontline transfer station, who are you and who are you looking for."

Ange tilted his head and said truthfully: "I am the immortal god..."
Chapter completed!
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