After the Full Level of the Profession

Xiao Yi thinks about it carefully, it doesn't matter, in this situation, whether he can break out of the siege and go back is a problem. Even if Robb is really a heretical judge, it is really unnecessary to hide his identity now.

She stepped back two steps, and whispered: "Then I will leave it to you first."

Robb stood in front of the wounded soldiers. At this time, all the soldiers were squeezed into the 40-yard-diameter holy light shelter. The skeleton soldiers outside were layered on top of each other, and they would not dare to attack for a while.

But the soldiers looked at the skeleton soldiers through a circle of light, and they were quite panicked.

Coupled with the wounds of many soldiers, they are even more panicked.

They are not rookie soldiers, but veterans who have experienced many battles. They have seen priests heal on the battlefield. Generally speaking, a single priest cannot take care of the scale of injuries at the army level. Often there is a dedicated medical team, and a whole team of pastors must be treated together.

Otherwise, a priest will be unable to heal all wounded soldiers if the magic power is exhausted.

As soon as Robb walked over, some of the lightly wounded soldiers took the initiative to step back a few steps, wanting Robb to use the limited magic power on the more injured comrades.

"Father, heal my brother, he hurts more."

"Father, I'm fine! John is going to die."

Robb smiled at them: "Don't worry, it can be cured, no one has to let it go, this injured person still can't trouble me."

"Hey? It hurts so much..." the baron said: "So you can cure it too?"

Robb doesn’t talk nonsense with them anymore. In the face of doubt, the best way is not to explain with his mouth, but to prove it with actions. Say a thousand sentences and say 10,000. It’s better to shoot a magic trick. Useful on their faces.

Robb lifted his hand into the air...

A holy light flooded out from his body, and his mouth began to pretend to chant the mantra at the same time. Because there was Xiao Yi next to him, he did not dare to chant the mantra too loudly, otherwise it would be difficult to explain the wrong syllable if he heard it. , So when he chanted the spell, he only used a very small voice, only the volume that he could hear was broken and said: eating grapes but not spitting out grape skins, not eating grapes but spitting out grape skins, black chemical fertilizers and ash, and ash chemical fertilizers turn black. The pole is long, the bench is wide, and the pole is not as long as the bench...

After reading for three seconds, the tongue became a twist shape, forget it, don't pretend, now the tongue is still within the rescue range, and the tongue can only be cut off if you continue to read it.

He stopped his thoughts, and his tongue bounced back to normal.

People who learn this world say when they use magic, "Holy hymn!"

For an instant, everyone's ears seemed to hear the sound of a pipe organ. Then, against the sound of the piano, there seemed to be a group of children chanting poems in unison.

Xiaoyi listened to her ears, and could vaguely hear the lyrics:

Holy pure love

Beyond love

Joy from heaven descends on earth

...

Almighty God of Light

Beg for rescue

Allow me to accept the life of god

...

The holy light is like a musical note in a poem, jumping on the bodies of all wounded soldiers, and with each jump, one wounded soldier's injury is recovered. The sky is full of light and broken shadows, and the golden light waves gently rippling, soothing the body and mind.

The wounded soldiers who fell to the ground got up.

In a blink of an eye, all the wounded soldiers found that they didn't seem to have been injured at all. Only the holes in the leather armor reminded them that they had been stabbed or chopped by a skeleton soldier here.

"Healed?"

"What kind of healing magic is this? It's amazing! It's cured all at once."

"John was badly injured, almost dying, why did he get up in a blink of an eye?"

"Yeah, so did I, the intestines just ran out just now, and everything is healed this time. I'm so embarrassed!"

"OMG!"

"This is impossible!"

"What kind of magic is this? I haven't seen it before."

"This poetry sounds very holy."

"Want to kneel!"

The soldiers have never seen such magic, but several knowledgeable people have seen it.

For example, the baron recognizes this trick. It is a group restoration magic "sacred hymn" that can only be used by very high-level priests in the Holy See. On top of ordinary therapies.

This is not a trick that ordinary little pastors know!

Even if the little priests can try their best to learn this stinky long spell and read it out intact, they will fail due to the lack of sacred magic power, except to exhaust themselves. In addition, there will be no good results.

However, now Robb released the magic with a wave of his hand, and the effect was excellent. In an instant, all the sixty-seven wounded soldiers with varying degrees of injury recovered their health.

Xiao Yi opened her mouth in surprise, thinking in her heart: What a powerful "sacred hymn", I can't use this magic, and practice is far from enough! Now it can be more certain that he is a heretical judge, it must be!

After all, the baron was the leader of the army. Although he was surprised by this magic, he was the first to wake up and shouted: "Hey, what are you standing in a daze? Hurry up and thank the priest, a group of rude guys."

The soldiers were yelled at by the baron, waking up like a dream, and hurriedly turned to Robb: "Thank you for the priest's treatment."

Robb smiled and said, "It's easy to talk about it, it's a little thing, it's a little magic, it's not a lot of trouble."

Everyone thought: Are you still called Little Magic? It's too big to be confusing.

The baron said: "Mr. Robert, your sacred hymn is very powerful! This is a magic used only by high-ranking clergy. Unexpectedly, your priest in a border town would actually use this. I really admire..."

Xiao Yi thought to himself: Oops, if you say a few more words, the baron is afraid that he will doubt the identity of the priest. My heretical judge of the Holy See can't let others see through the identity casually, otherwise it will affect the secret mission given to him by the Holy See.

She didn't know that Robb had no secret missions at all, and he had no identity to reveal. Even if he really attracted some enemies, it was a big deal to play tower defense, Robb didn't care at all.

She wanted to help Robb cover up his identity and quickly stood up and said: "Baron, let's think about how to get out of the siege. We have now determined that this is the necromancer's den. Now we only need to bring the news back. ."

"Oh, yes!" The baron's head woke up: "There is no time to waste now, so we have to give priority to how to get out."

He looked around and saw that outside the 40-yard-diameter golden circle, there were still thousands of skeleton soldiers staring at him. When Robb treated the wounded soldiers, two or three skeleton soldiers tried to break through the holy light shelter, but They were all bounced back by the Holy Light. Now the skeleton soldiers seemed to be thinking of a way, but they only had one bone, not even a brain, and they didn't know what they were thinking about.