Healing spells copy everything, I've cleared the Abyss

"Stop dreaming, there won't be any rescue."

One of the priests shook his head with a mocking expression.

“No, before we set off, the archbishop secretly summoned us and said that regardless of the success or failure of this mission, the most important thing is our safety. Don’t you remember?” another priest argued.

His companion, however, clearly disagreed. Pointing at the middle-aged man with his hands clasped together, as still as a statue, he said, "The instructor had already sent out a distress signal, but it had come to the point where he had to risk his life to activate the Rising Sun Monument... Tell me, what's the point of rescue even if it comes now?"

"And Amin and the others too..."

As he spoke, he couldn't continue; clearly, the deaths of his teammates and instructors had completely broken him.

Clearly, the other person also fell silent at this moment, unable to speak.

After all, what the other party said was true.

If the Vatican had responded immediately upon receiving the distress call from the instructor, the rescue should have arrived more than ten days ago.

Their comrades and instructors should not have been sacrificed in vain.

As a result of the delayed rescue efforts, which have dragged on until now, their team has paid the price of three lives.

As for the remaining two priests, if their instructor hadn't chosen to use himself as fuel to ignite the holy flame at the last moment, they would probably both be dead.

Even so, they were destined to die here.

The holy flame ignited by the instructor, while possessing the full power of a holy flame, cannot burn eternally like a true holy flame.

Once this sacred flame is extinguished, their living space will rapidly shrink to less than three meters around the Rising Sun Monument.

Although the miasma still couldn't penetrate within this three-meter area, at this distance, the menacing demons outside could easily attack them.

They were definitely going to die.

What chilled them to the bone was that, to this day, no rescue teams have arrived.

"We've been abandoned."

One of the priests slumped to the ground and said in a rather pitiful tone.

They couldn't understand why the Vatican would ignore their pleas for help.

His empty gaze fell upon the poisonous miasma that was unable to approach due to the power of the holy flame, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

It would be really hard to accept dying like this.

But at that moment, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his empty eyes seemed to instantly regain focus.

"Did you...did you hear that?" He reached out and shook his companion violently.

"What did you hear? What else could this godforsaken place be but the wailing of those undead creatures?" his companion replied, dissatisfied.

"No, no, listen carefully!" he said again, somewhat excitedly, "They're getting closer, I can hear it! Someone is casting a healing spell!"

"What? Are you hallucinating?" His companion was skeptical, but he also leaned forward to listen intently.

Amidst the slightly eerie and terrifying roars, a 'Huang' sound was heard.

His pupils also contracted sharply almost instantly!
As a therapist, he was all too familiar with this kind of noise.

When holy light falls, there will always be such a sound, and when everyone casts the holy light skill, there will be similar noises to some extent.

Specifically, it depends on the individual's spellcasting skills, intensity, and so on. Some professionals who are familiar with a particular healer can even identify their teammates by their 'voice'.

The sound was clearly coming from at least a hundred meters away. Although it was very faint, the fact that it could travel such a distance showed how powerful the caster was!

"Has the rescue team arrived?"

"It's definitely true! The Vatican hasn't abandoned us!"

"Something must have happened to make it so late?"

"Absolutely!"

Both priests were somewhat excited at this moment, and their previous despair was completely swept away.

Although it is still a pity for the sacrifice of the team members and instructors, the arrival of the rescue proves that the Vatican has not abandoned them.

That is enough to prove that their faith and sacrifices were worthwhile.

……

"Did one die?"

Lin Ye saw a corpse by the roadside. It was a woman dressed in the robes of a priestess of the Papacy. Because she had been eaten by zombies and was rotting, her features were no longer recognizable, but she should be a young woman of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

"never mind."

After pausing for a moment, Lin Ye shook his head and walked forward.

Holy Healing can be used as a resurrection spell in other dimensions and secret realms. As long as you die in other dimensions or secret realms, Holy Healing can provide a chance to be resurrected.

Therefore, if Lin Ye were willing, he could certainly revive him.

Lin Ye simply had no interest in reviving someone who might become an obstacle to him.

His purpose in coming here was to take away the Holy See's sacred relic, the Monument to the Rising Sun. So, is he now reviving the Holy See's personnel to cause him trouble?
Lin Ye would never do something that harms himself for the benefit of others.

"The location of the Rising Sun Monument is just across the street ahead." Lin Ye looked at the intersection ahead again.

Within this town, the number of zombies, undead, and poisonous creatures has reached an appalling level.

When Lin Ye entered the city, he used a Holy Light Feather beforehand, and the attribute values ​​he harvested were almost equal to the values ​​he had gained in the previous ten days.

This left him utterly astonished, demonstrating just how terrifying the number of monsters within the town had become.

The team sent by the Vatican was clearly top-tier in strength; otherwise, even with the Rising Sun Monument in hand, they would never have been able to get here.

Based on Lin Ye's understanding of the Vatican, the members of this team were definitely not from the Twelve Families, and most likely not from wealthy or powerful families.

The Papacy isn't entirely useless; after all, there have to be people who can do the work, otherwise it would have collapsed long ago over the centuries.

Every year, the Vatican selects the best from among ordinary newcomers to enter the Vatican as a new force for training.

It can be said that the top power of the Papacy is definitely in the hands of the twelve great families, but the backbone of the Papacy consists of these clergy members from ordinary backgrounds.

Lin Ye in his previous life was this type of person.

It is almost certain that the team that has been dispatched is composed of personnel recruited by the Vatican from the general public.

Only this group of people would be willing to undertake such a highly dangerous mission that offers them no personal benefit. (End of Chapter)