Chapter 215 Healing
1. The reason I broke yesterday was because I was stuck and I couldn't write it out anyway
2. I have to take a leave because I have to take a train home, so I can't write it on the train. This time I went to school to get my degree certificate. This is probably the last time I took the train between the school and my home.
3. Today I recommend a song to you, wont-go-home-without-tempered, sung by maroon5. Every time I hear Adam speak, you will think how a man's voice can be so sexy. He is worthy of being a man known as the singer.
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"But poseidon, this time your opponent is a god... The murder god Bar, this is a god with powerful divine power." Kakulucia said worriedly: "This is different from what you encountered before, right?"
Yang Hai was stunned for a moment by Kakulucia and then laughed.
In the forgotten continent, gods are too powerful in the minds of mortals, almost sacred and not blasphemous - even if they are just elects, they seem to be very obviously superior to others and should not be confronted with them, let alone the gods themselves?
"If it is a complete god, then I am certainly not an opponent." Yang Hai said disapprovingly: "But look at how far Barr has now fallen to. He has nothing but his divine nature and soul power. It does take a lot of effort to defeat him. He is more difficult than the opponents I have encountered before, but it is absolutely impossible to defeat him."
Kakulucia nodded, feeling relieved.
As for Tumen and the young golden elf who followed, they had already heard it stupidly behind him - plotting to kill a god. They had heard of this in ancient legends of that era, but they had never thought that such a thing would happen before their eyes.
A day ago, he shouted loudly at Evans' disciple. Thinking of this, Tu's spine could not help but feel cold.
He is just a voter of Akara. He has not yet received the gift of Evans, but he has dared to murder the gods. In the future, this person will become an elect of Evans, or as the information revealed in the conversation with Barr just now, and become an evil existence, what other crazy things can he do?
The more Tumen thought about it, the more scared he became. He could only secretly be grateful that this person was quite friendly to the Golden Elf clan and was "his own person".
The young golden elf didn't care about fear and asked anxiously: "Sir Voter, do you think it can relieve my mother's pain?"
Yang Hai nodded. He looked at the golden acorn in his hand, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it a few times and swallowed it.
All three of them stared at him blankly.
"What are you looking at?" Yang Hai asked back: "Let me lead the way, isn't your mother going to suffer a lot?"
"But you, sir..." the golden elf murmured weakly.
"Isn't this thing addictive?" Kakulucia asked.
"Just Bal can make me addicted? His proficiency in the laws of soul is not as good as mine." Yang Hai scoffed. Although his religious knowledge has not yet reached the level, he is clear about the clergy and divinity of the gods on the mainland, so he is not afraid: "I asked him to feed me all kinds of things. If I can get addicted, I will--"
"Live broadcast, I understand." Kakuluchia interrupted Yang Hai's words: "How is it?"
"It's okay. It's a bit of noodles, it's not delicious." Yang Haipin felt the magic surging in his blood, and said, "Okay. I probably understand. Don't stand there, okay? Bar will come to me soon, and we don't have much time to waste."
"Oh, oh." The young golden elf woke up from his dream and nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice: "My home is here."
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On the way, during the conversation, Yang Hai learned that the young golden elf was named Kalande Kurye. Kalande was obviously a little scared by Yang Hai and didn't dare to speak. The atmosphere was a little dull.
After arriving at the destination, the situation was beyond Yang Hai's expectations. Many golden elves had gathered there. Yang Hai saw the gray-clothed elder - Spilei Kuye, who brought them here. He was talking to a group of people. After seeing a few people, he walked straight over.
"What are you going to do!" Spire seemed a little annoyed: "Didn't I tell you to care less about the affairs of the Kuye clan? How could you be the opponent of the gods? If you fail, will your anger be borne by us? Do you think we have not suffered enough disasters?"
Yang Hai shook his head in his heart. This is the sad thing about those who have lost hope. Even if they see hope for redemption, they will remain indifferent. He ignored Spire and just asked Kaland to take him into the house.
Sbire hesitated for a moment and followed in. The other golden elves looked outside curiously and discussed in a low voice.
The room was mixed with the smell of damp soil and rotten wood. She wrapped herself in a blanket and hugged in the corner of the wall without saying a word. If it weren't for the occasional wriggling, Yang Hai would almost think that it was a dead person.
Yang Hai pulled a chair and sat down.
The rest of them looked at each other with wide eyes, and they were all very curious about how this voter would treat him.
Yang Hai took out a clean bottle, wiped it with his left hand on the scimitar, and bright red blood flowed into the bottle along his palm.
Blood dripped into the bottle, making a strange sound, and a strange fragrance emanated from the blood. The golden elves in the room immediately turned red, their nostrils suddenly expanded, and Sri Lanka was better than Lei Shan, and Kaland had to bite his lips and restrain the bloodthirsty desire that almost gushed out.
The people in the blanket also made a noise, but they still didn't lift their blanket.
"Did you smell the blood?" Yang Hai asked softly: "My blood is unique. If you tell me carefully, you can smell the breath of lotus, this breath comes from the gift of wisdom; if you put it in your mouth, there will be the sweetness of wheat, and this smell comes from the divine nature of Mother Earth. This is completely different from the blood of mortals. It carries the glory of truth and the blessing of the goddess of harvest. It only takes one drop, and all your sins, **, and nightmare will disappear..."
Yang Hai said, quickly blending the potion into the bottle containing his blood.
The blanket was lifted, and a female golden elf showed her haggard face.
Yang Hai handed the bottle over.
She didn't bother to say anything, and almost madly pinching the bottle and sucking in big mouthfuls, the sound of swallowing was clearly audible. Soon, half of the bottle of blood was drunk. When Kaland and Spire looked at each other, she was already lying quietly on the ground and asleep.
Kalander asked softly with his lips trembling, "She...she has..."
"I've been completely cured, and I promise she won't be addicted in this life." Yang Hai said concisely: "This is due to her own tenacious will. If it weren't for her own desire to quit, the process wouldn't be that simple."
"But..." Kakulucia felt incredible: "How did you do it?"
"It's actually very simple." Yang Hai shrugged: "Bar has no knowledge of the law of soul. If he wants to addicted to a human, he can only use the simplest method to hide a small piece of divine fragment in the golden acorn. The flesh and blood of mortals cannot bear the power from the gods. No matter how small this piece is, it cannot be done. The soul will make interesting reactions to this forbidden fruit that will bring powerful power. On the one hand, this power will be absorbed by the soul, strengthen the body, and damage the power of the soul; on the other hand, it will form a strange addictive nature. Because this is the ** in the human heart: everyone is extremely eager for stronger power, regardless of whether this power should be obtained by itself, whether it is harmful or not."
After a pause, Yang Hai continued: "I am a voter of Akara and cannot be regarded as a mortal body, because some of the power of the harvest wheat ears flows in my blood. Blood is an important medium in the way of acting in the soul. It will completely and faithfully record a person's breath, power, and nature. I use my words to mobilize the negative emotions and the victims. Let their souls be in an unprepared state. My blood is used as a guide, and with some potions to soothe the soul, the damage of this abnormal state will easily heal."
"What if Barr increases the amount of his divine fragments in the acorns? Can you still cure it easily like this?" asked Kakulucia.
"Of course not." Yang Hai said: "He has added enough. It is almost the limit that mortals can bear. In addition, those suffering mortals are about to explode."
Kaland was so excited that he couldn't help but thank him.
Suddenly, he saw hope. Spire was a little confused, but soon became excited and asked in a trembling voice: "Can this method... heal the entire Dead Wood Clan?"
"Yes." Yang Hai replied: "But it takes time."
"Why does it take time?" Spire asked anxiously.
"Because I only have so much blood, even if it is completely exhausted, it is not enough for the entire Kumu clan." Yang Hai said angrily.
"I'm sorry," Spiray said awkwardly.
"As long as we stay here for about a week, will the Dead Wood Clan be rescued?" Kakuluchia said excitedly.
"It won't take that long, I didn't plan to save the entire Dead Wood Tribe in this way from the beginning." Yang Hai narrowed his eyes. "There is a faster way."
"You mean..."
"Bar won't give me such a long time to bleed. He must be in a hurry to fight me." Yang Hai sneered: "We will have a battle soon. As long as we hold down Barr, those divine fragments will lose their power, and the golden elves will naturally be saved."
Kaland made his position without hesitation: "I don't know what other tribesmen think. If they want to surrender, just do whatever they want, but I will stand on the side of the adults."
"It is something that the weak will do when they still surrender to the demon at this time." Spire narrowed his eyes: "The Kuye Clan has been tortured for hundreds of years, but our blood is still there and our bones are not soft. I want to see who will bow to the demon at this time."
Chapter completed!