Chapter 46: Divine Soul Warrior

Can't farm? Ang tilted his head. There were three thousand acres of farmland on the farm. He couldn't go back before, but now that his hand could reach in, why waste it?

Ignoring Lord Nai Ge, Ang continued to happily plant his vegetables, and during this period, people came to disturb him from time to time. There were too many injured people, and the whole underground city was busy.

The best at healing was Miss Lisha. As a former Saintess of Light, her healing ability threw other magicians several streets away. But before, she couldn't use holy light magic because she had turned into a lich. Casting holy light magic would melt her first.

Until Ang's appearance, Ang's will didn't contain additional damage to undead, so the holy light spell cast by borrowing Ang's power wouldn't cause damage to herself.

However, she could only cast level one holy light magic. She brainstormed many reasons, such as her faith not being pious enough, or Ang's restrictions and tests on her. She never thought that it was because Ang was only capable of casting level one magic.

However, even if it was just level one magic, it exhausted her. There were too many wounded. Many people didn't have knife wounds or gunshot wounds, but falls, bumps, and abrasions. Most people's feet were bleeding from running.

Such injuries were very troublesome. Although they weren't fatal, they affected action and were easy to deteriorate. In places short of medicine, they might deteriorate into injuries requiring amputation or even fatal. Being able to treat them as soon as possible was the most ideal.

Ang didn't refuse anyone. Anyway, he watered for days and nights without stopping. His other hand was planting vegetables, and this monotonous repetitive treatment was more in tune, just like running while listening to music, not interfering with each other.

Under the situation of splitting his attention, Anna and Miss Lisha carried over a stiff injured person.

This injured person was a middle-aged man, stiff like frozen, but his skin color was blue, with a feeling of zombie skin toughening.

His eyes were staring straight, and only in the depths of his eyes was there a tiny bit of spirit.

People who saw him all showed expressions of regret or grief and shook their heads. This was wind stiffness, caused by long-term exposure to the Wind of Rest. The body had already stiffened and died, and it was a very painful death.

Because before death, his consciousness was clear. He would silently feel his body stiffen, internal organs rot, and stink, lasting for half a month, until finally starving to death.

So generally, those injured by wind stiffness only sought quick death.

The reason Miss Lisha carried this injured person over was that she had some new discoveries, and secondly, the identity of this injured person was very important to Anna. He was the steward of the Lofen family, Cui Fu, who had taken care of Anna's two siblings since childhood. Nominally a servant, but the feelings were those of family.

When she first found the other party, Anna almost cried to death.

Carrying Cui Fu to Ang, Miss Lisha hurriedly said: "My lord, I have a new discovery. The Purification Spell has a little effect on wind stiffness patients, but my power is too weak... uh, this... this works?"

Putting the patient down, Ang was still habitually casting the Cleansing Spell. Before Miss Lisha finished a sentence, Ang had already smashed three enhanced Cleansing Spells on the patient. The blue on the patient's body faded rapidly, and the skin recovered its original elasticity, at a speed so fast that Miss Lisha's words couldn't even be finished.

On the contrary, Ang saw Miss Lisha's words were half-finished and asked curiously: "What works?"

"Nothing, nothing now." Miss Lisha carried Cui Fu to the side in a daze. After a careful check, the wind stiffness had all faded, Cui Fu's body had recovered to its original state, and his fingers and toes could move, but he was very weak and couldn't stand up yet.

"This... this works? This works?" Miss Lisha muttered to herself, looking a bit suspicious of life. Wind stiffness was the most common injury in this world. Every year, hundreds of people were amputated or died because of wind stiffness, more than those who starved to death. Everyone was helpless against it.

Originally, everyone was used to it. After all, even undead couldn't survive under the Wind of Rest. However, after Miss Lisha borrowed Ang's power, she found that the Purification Spell had a little effect on wind stiffness, so she came to find Ang with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a live horse.

Who could have thought that before the words were finished, Ang had cured the person? That kind of mood was like going to a tavern to order a big health care, and it was over before taking off clothes.

Dazed for a while, Miss Lisha suddenly thought: Isn't this very normal?

"Oh right, isn't this very normal? My lord Ang, treating a wind stiffness shouldn't be very normal? It's abnormal if it can't be cured. My lord is only projecting onto a skeleton, limited by the shell, and it's not that he can't do it. My lord is omnipotent, my lord is unfathomable."

Miss Lisha muttered to herself, the light in her eyes becoming brighter and firmer. Suddenly, Ang's soul trembled, and a point in the soul network grew stronger, which made him look up, only seeing a holy flame burning on Miss Lisha's body.

Miss Lisha's abnormality attracted everyone's attention, including Lord Nai Ge. He was lifting a bare-bottomed child off his body, looking up with his neck stretched, and then couldn't help but curse:

"Divine Soul Warrior, Kaba Da, are you the skeleton of the Goddess of Luck? First a fanatic, then a Divine Soul Warrior. Why can't I encounter even one?"

Ang stopped his work, ran to Lord Nai Ge's side, pointed at Miss Lisha in confusion and said: "She, in soul, got bigger."

Ang didn't know what happened, so he ran over to ask, but these words sounded like naked showing off in Lord Nai Ge's ears.

"Get out, get out, get out, just a Divine Soul Warrior, what's there to show off? The Church of Light has over a dozen, and over a dozen Saintesses. Yes, it must be talent. Being able to become a Saintess of Light, Miss Lisha's talent is there. It's not strange to become a Divine Soul Warrior. Yes, it's talent, it's Miss Lisha's luck, not yours."

Just finished spraying Ang, he saw the angel skeleton pounce over, sit on him, and the little zombie also rushed over, hitting his cheek with a punch.

Clip-clop, clip-clop, a bone horse ran over quickly. Looking closely, Ang found it was still the one he knew. It was Aiske's bone horse, which flew to Miss Lisha's front and transmitted a soul message. It was here to deliver a letter.

Soul information could only be transmitted between undead. Miss Lisha looked and immediately said: "The enemy is here."

On the boundless wasteland, ten Holy Knights galloped, rolling up smoke all the way.

The red-cloaked Holy Knight at the head muttered and cursed: "Damn Lionard, he lied to us. What kind of heretic is in this ghost place? They are all a group of poor people struggling to survive."

"Didn't it say there is a Lich City? That city ruled by liches should be the base of the heretics, right?" The handsome Holy Knight behind said.

The red-cloaked Holy Knight immediately cursed: "Are you stupid or am I stupid? Ice City is broken, those humans ran to the Lich's underground city one after another. Do you think those humans would run to the evil lich? Even if there is a lich, it is also a good..."

"Mad, my lord!" Before the words were finished, the handsome Holy Knight interrupted his words sharply.

Mad's words were cut off in his mouth, gasping in anger for a while, finally swallowing it back hard. He knew the handsome Holy Knight was for his own good. Kind lich, such words, were they something he could say?

Angry, Mad, who had enough anger, galloped all the way. When he saw someone blocking the front, and also saw a skeleton in the group blocking, his anger seemed to find a vent, pulling his sword and waving forward: "Eliminate heretics! Kill!"

The whole team of Holy Knights accelerated and charged. Holy light shone, connecting them into a piece. Powerful power surged between them. Releasing this power was the Divine Charge that could explode the city gate with one blow.

However, before they could release their power, that skeleton dragged an angel to the front. ===== CHAPTER 47 =====

However, before they could unleash their power, that skeleton dragged an angel to the front.