Green Monster Epic

Chapter 1179 Divine Art 3

The corpses that Allen spoke of were the bodies of elven warriors and residents killed in the siege, and also the strategic resources that their Green Field tribe had long stockpiled.

They served many purposes, becoming mediums for dark divine arts, energy nourishment for flesh and blood altars, and enabling teleportation channels, among other things. In many situations, they could indeed play a pivotal role. Therefore, for the uninhibited wilderness natives, there was no psychological burden in making the most of them.

Of course, with the realistic demands of cultural heritage and tribal cohesion, the wilderness was also learning the excellent cultures of various civilizations. Regarding the corpses of fallen soldiers from their respective tribes, everyone gradually abandoned the uncivilized and inhumane practices, giving these contributing tribal warriors' corpses enough respect, allowing tribesmen to remember and commemorate them. Moreover, their great achievements would be promoted within the tribe, along with the various benefits they brought to the tribe.

Therefore, the corpses of fallen soldiers of the Northern Coalition would be treated differently, with specialists using magic to burn them into ashes, storing them in containers, and sending them back to their respective tribes for burial along with their belongings.

There were many regulations regarding the use of corpses, and the trivial matters of transportation were also troublesome, but since it was Allen, the leader, who had spoken, then these were no longer problems.

In less than half a magic hour, the frozen and stored corpses were neatly stacked and placed on an open space temporarily cleared next to the medical center. At the same time, the wounded and sick being treated and recuperating in the medical center were also helped out of the tents, gathering together, forming the two ends of a scale with the corpses on the opposite side.

"Everyone else, stand back a little!"

Allen simply gave a faint greeting, and the group of Northern powerhouses and representatives following him flew far away. At the same time, the medical staff and clergy of the medical center also retreated a hundred meters away.

Everyone did not know what this Lord of the North was going to do, but everyone was full of expectation and confidence, because this legendary figure had already accomplished too many incredible things in the eyes of others. Today's sudden operation might be another legend.

Being able to participate in it and witness this scene, every member of the North present felt proud and excited. Everyone's eyes at this moment could be described as fixed, not daring to leave Allen's body easily.

Buzz!!!

Just as everyone made way, an invisible force wave rippled out from Allen's body, emitting an indescribable resonance between everyone's souls. Powerful and perceptive war professionals felt a certain sensation, as if their bodies were immersed in an invisible wave of water.

In front of everyone present, Allen directly activated his advanced divine domain, covering more than two thousand seriously injured patients and the corpses that had been transported over.

"…Sharp swords collide on the battlefield, the souls of heroes witness this, using the flesh and bones of enemies as materials, using the flames of war as a furnace, to cook up a heroic sacrifice…"

The majestic and surging voice, accompanied by the waving of arms, spread throughout this world. With the blessing of the divine domain, Allen seemed to transform into a god on earth, demonstrating his existence to this world.

Each time Allen's arm waved, the pile of corpses on the ground thinned by a fraction. The life energy that had not yet dissipated was extracted under the restraint of the powerful divine domain power and integrated into the divine domain. In front of Allen, a ball of blood-colored magical halo gradually turned from faint to thick. Although it seemed to have a certain evil temperament, it actually exuded a sacred and inviolable aura in everyone's perception.

A rare trace of fine sweat appeared on Allen's face, obviously this set of casting actions was still something he had not mastered thoroughly.

Moreover, the divine art he was currently displaying was essentially only a semi-finished product. It was the divine consciousness deciphering a mysterious and complex rune pattern on the seed of faith, and then following the pattern to deduce the construction of the corresponding divine art model and supporting actions.

There were many details in the divine art model and corresponding actions and prayers that needed to be scrutinized and simplified, making them more efficient and concise, and ultimately finalized into divine art knowledge that every Food God priest could learn and master.

"Heroic Sacrifice!!!"

The casting time exceeded most legendary-level magic and divine arts, and the consumption of divine power and mental power in Allen's estimation was definitely much more than ordinary legendary magic and divine arts. Fortunately, in the end, Allen still completed this another exclusive divine art under the Food God system.

As the last three bytes fell from Allen's mouth like thunder, the ten thousand warrior corpses placed on the right side of his body instantly turned into a cloud of black ash and dissolved into the earth. The once full bodies had now become grains of dust in the earth and air.

At the same time, a huge blood-colored sphere, like a crimson moon, slowly rotated and tumbled in the position of more than ten meters above Allen's head. A strange fragrance slowly diffused in the air. The Northern members who smelled this scent had blurred eyes for a moment, generating saliva in their mouths, and could not help but greedily swallow saliva at the blood ball.

Just as the blood-colored small balls hit the Northern warriors on the ground, Allen clearly felt that some warriors in the crowd were mentally tense and had terrified expressions on their faces, and immediately spoke out to remind them.

Everyone was very cooperative after hearing this, no longer thinking about other things, and directly began to meditate with their legs crossed and eyes closed.

When the blood balls fell on each wounded person, the warriors who were closing their eyes did not even feel the tactile sensation of them contacting their bodies. The blood-colored small balls easily integrated into everyone's bodies.

Outsiders could no longer see the existence of the blood-colored small balls, but within Allen's divine domain, he could clearly perceive or see their energy radiance. At the same time, he also controlled these blood-colored small balls to appear at the wound locations of each wounded person, and only at this time did he remove the mental power that wrapped and restrained the blood-colored small balls.

"Ah!!"

"Hiss~~~~"

Before long, complex expressions appeared on the faces of the originally peaceful and serene wounded, and they could not help but make moans of pain or enjoyment. Then everyone almost unanimously raised their hands to tear at their wounds, tearing off the bandages that wrapped the wounds in a few strokes, revealing wriggling flesh balls.

The Northern powerhouses and medical staff standing not far away could only see that the missing limbs of those wounded were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, first soft and collapsed like tentacles without a skeleton, and then as time slowly passed, the tentacles became more refined limbs and organs, until they finally grew into the original appearance of the limbs that should have existed.

"My Lord is mighty!!"

After the clergy and believers of the Food God Church witnessed the power of the group healing divine art with their own eyes, their faces became more pious and humble, stroking the holy emblem on their chests and whispering.

The other Northern members also looked at each other, watching the bear goblin saint standing alone in the center of the field with complex moods. Frustration, admiration, fear and other emotions rose and fell in their hearts, but then positive emotions such as excitement and pride arose, and everyone seemed to have a little more confidence in the beautiful future of the North.

"Ah, my hand has grown back!!"

"I can see again…"

"Woo woo woo…"

After the divine art was completely over, the more than two thousand warriors in the field finally reopened their eyes and checked the changes on their bodies. When they saw and felt the limbs and organs that they had lost on the battlefield grow back, everyone became healthy and normal individuals again, and a strong emotion spread among the crowd in an instant.

Many warriors who had been pretending to be strong even burst into tears, and everyone swept away the haze in their hearts, and there was no longer any negative emotion.

"Lord Allen is mighty!!"

"Long live Lord Allen!!"

The warriors cheered from the bottom of their hearts, and at the same time sent their most sincere respect and gratitude to Allen.