Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

"Shamala, it's the fallen saint, Shamara, the fallen angels are here!" The crowd shouted in panic.

The fallen angel Shamara once occupied the hot spots of the plane for a long time, and the fallen legion polluted by her is even more frightening.

You have believed in the light all your life, and one day suddenly a person who can pollute your beliefs will appear. As long as you are polluted by her, you will become impure and no longer recognized by the light. How does it feel?

It's like suddenly a tauren rushing towards you with a broom stuck to a dung bucket, just thinking about it makes your scalp tingle.

For a period of time, Shamara became the most feared existence of all the believers of the light. Everyone carefully wrote down her characteristics and ran away when they saw her.

Now, this terrifying existence flew over quickly, with two huge black light wings flapping, leaving a black trail behind.

Arriving above where Anthony was, Shamara flapped her light wings slowly, her eyes radiated black light, and with a smile on her lips, she said loudly: "Stupid people, prayers will not save you, wake up, follow I, break the prison of light."

This inexplicable statement, like a declaration, scared the believers to tremble, for fear that they would be polluted after listening to a few more sentences.

Only Anthony wanted to buckle his feet in embarrassment. Where did Shamara translate this line? It's okay to turn over the lines, but the ability to read the lines is not enough, and I almost didn't read the opera accent, and if I say a few more words, I will definitely reveal my truth.

Fortunately, she didn't need to think too much, a loud voice resounded through the sky: "Shut up, fallen soul, how can you blaspheme the light, the ascetic monk seated a black angel, and came to judge you!"

Following the sound, another fallen angel wearing holy spirit armor, a mask on his face, and two pairs of black light wings on his back flew over at high speed from a distance.

black angel? Ascetic? install?

When everyone was still confused, the black angel and Shamara fought together, every move, every move, every move, they all played a strong energy collision and fluctuation, the real thing at a fair price, innocent, even if separated by a few kilometers , You can also feel the amazing power when they fight.

As long as the remaining energy spread to the ground, many people were overwhelmed. After a few rounds of fighting, no one doubted their strength anymore.

The two-winged Shamara seemed no match for the four-winged black angel, and fled in embarrassment after hitting him. The black angel chased after her closely, and the two disappeared at the end of the valley.

Seeing this, Anthony raised his arms and shouted: "Great, it's the black angels of His Excellency An, the ascetic monk, who came to rescue us. They must have come by God's will. Thank the gods, light is supreme!"

That's what he said on his lips, but Anthony couldn't help complaining in his heart: "Kangbada! Who thought of an alias? If you are so lazy, just one word less?"

All the believers were stunned for a moment, and then they were overjoyed. Anthony's words are tantamount to categorizing the black angel. Are the black angels with everyone?

"Thank the gods, the light is supreme! Thank the gods, the light is supreme!" Everyone cheered involuntarily.

As everyone cheered, a human in a cloak slowly walked over in the air, walked over the heads of the crowd, and walked all the way to Anthony.

Anthony hurriedly asked people to remove the shield, stepped forward two steps and saluted excitedly: "The shepherd under the light, Anthony has met His Excellency An."

My God, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of light believers, I am saluting the immortal god, it is exciting to think about it. If their identities are exposed, will these believers tear them apart?

An Ge nodded, without returning the courtesy, and said directly: "Concentrate the patients."

Don't look at An Ge's arrogant posture, but the people around him don't feel offended or unreasonable.

Ascetic monks, ascetic monks, these guys who practice hard every day, if they are polite, it is unreasonable, let alone that the other party came by the "oracle", even if they just go to the toilet, they will not say hello to the Pope.

Ascetic monks have a transcendent status, but they are independent from the entire church and are not controlled by anyone.

Because some ascetic monks may have spent their entire lives in penance, and have never set foot in human society. Some ascetic monks will not notify the Holy Court when they accept students. Naturally, no one will record their identities.

So casual, isn't it afraid that someone will pretend to be an ascetic monk?

Don't be afraid, because their holy light is God's certification of them, and their power represents God.

Theoretically, ascetic monks are working hard to cultivate their bodies in order to bear the power of God and walk in the world for God.

If someone wants to impersonate, it will be easy to see through, because ascetic monks have almost no emotions, but anyone who has a little desire for power is not a real ascetic monk.

Those who want to get promoted and get rich will not pretend to be ascetic monks, and those who want to indulge in pleasure will not pretend to be ascetic monks. Only those with ulterior motives will pretend to be ascetic monks, but they will not be recognized by God.

Ascetic monks who can't even use holy light must be fake.

However, the fake Ange lived a harder life than the real ascetic, not to mention the emotions and desires, he didn't even breathe, and the holy light was extremely pure, even purer than the real one.

While the patients were being gathered, Ange slammed a ball of holy light on the blob of bright red mucus, purifying them, and then slammed a ball of holy light on the patient who spit out the mucus.

The patient had actually died at this time, but it wasn't long before he died, and he wasn't completely dead. At least Ange could sense that his consciousness hadn't dissipated.

Idle is also idle, Ange first used the cleansing technique to heal the damaged organs in his body, then condensed the thunder element, pressed it on his chest, and released it.

The dying corpse was turned upside down by Ange's electric shock, took a long breath, and the heart resumed beating, alive.

Anger was also a little surprised. When he used this move to shock Negris, it took a lot of effort, because the magic resistance of the brass dragon was too high, so he had to put his hand in his throat to discharge electricity from his body.

I didn't expect that humans' magic resistance is low, so it will work immediately.

What's this? The legendary resurrection technique! Miracle! The believers around knelt down on the ground, even Anthony's legs were a little weak, and he almost knelt down.

A large number of patients with symptoms of infection were brought together. An Ge glanced at them and divided their conditions into four stages, namely mild, severe, critical, and urgent.

Mild is the kind of asymptomatic. These people have not been brought here, but you don't need to think about it. There must be a large number of this kind of mild infection in the surrounding crowd, but they have not yet shown symptoms.

Severe disease means that the symptoms have already been shown, and the concentrated ones are at least all above severe disease.

It is dangerous, even if the organs are already damaged, even if the bugs are purified, their damaged organs are not enough to support them to survive.

Urgent, the kind that is about to vomit mucus.

Ange first cured more than a dozen emergency patients, then took out the insecticide and handed it to Anthony: "In different proportions, feed them."

Anthony nodded, and handed it over to the guard leader under him: "Different proportions, feed them."

The leader of the guards nodded, then turned around and handed it over to the guards under him: "Different proportions, feed them."

After Anthony cast a murderous look, the guard finally didn't dare to hand it over. He pulled a few men and prepared it by himself. Originally, according to his idea, it was handed over to the cook. Seasoning and diluting this kind of work is the most suitable The cook will do it.

Sawa has already written the proportions on the paper, just add water, and the potions with different proportions are quickly mixed.

Divide those who are seriously ill into more than a dozen groups, seven or eight in each group, each group receives the same proportion of potion, and then drinks it.

The 1% group did not respond, while the 50% group directly foamed at the mouth, three died on the spot, and the remaining four were also dying.

However, Ange had already made preparations. A series of holy lights were poured down without money, and those who died were rescued, and the pests in their bodies were also purified by the way.

With Ange's escort, those patients did not resist the experiment at all, and even longed to get out of the situation so that they could be treated by Ange and bathe in the holy light.

After some comparisons, Ange came up with a 3% potion, which is the most effective for severe cases and will not damage the human body.

The same ratio of potion is also effective for critical illnesses, but it needs to be treated by a healer, otherwise the plague will be eliminated, and people will still die.

Then it's time for the miracle to unfold.

For the next five days, Ange stayed here, non-stop treating critically ill patients with damaged internal organs. Although the intensity of the purification technique was not high, he continued to release it non-stop for five days without sleep. In their eyes, this is a miracle, long live the ascetic His Excellency An!

While An Ge was treating patients non-stop, he came to a patient lying on the ground. As soon as he squatted down, the patient in front of him exploded and punched An Ge in the face.

Anger reacted quickly and grabbed the patient's fist.

The patient showed a strange smile and said, "You are a nosy fellow, the Insect God sends his greetings to you, and sacrifice your flesh and blood."

As he spoke, the patient's hand melted, wrapping around Ange's palm and surging upwards.