Chapter 128 Chapter 127 Granting Divine Magic

The beast was startled and felt the danger. It gave up its deadly attack and subconsciously jumped back to avoid it.

After jumping to avoid the blow, it jumped up again with rapid movements, but this time it rushed towards the leader, its sharp claws flashing coldly in the sun.

"Chief!" Others exclaimed.

The leader was also a little frightened. According to past situations, he would definitely not be able to dodge this blow, and he might even be seriously injured!

After all, no matter how fast the speed and reaction of ordinary people are, how can they be faster than such a wild beast?

In an instant, the bloody mouth and sharp claws were about to hit him.

Feeling the crisis, the leader subconsciously activated the power of light in his body that had just been born but was neither strong nor weak due to the absorption of faith crystals.

A burst of light bloomed on him instantly!

As soon as the beast's sharp claws came into contact with the white light, it was as if it had caught the hide of a cow, making it difficult to move.

The leader and the beast passed by each other.

"hiss……"

Looking at the few bloody marks on his chest, the leader was a little surprised and surprised.

"It's just a little bit of skin scratching?" he thought with a slight surprise.

After thinking about it, he looked at the beast that was looking at him with some doubts and vigilance. Suddenly, murderous intent surged in his heart, and he rushed forward with a stone spear!

After knowing that there was white light protection, he became bolder. As long as the power of light was quickly exhausted, he had nothing to fear.

The leader's majestic scene made the other people watching stunned for a while, and they were filled with envy when they looked at the white light on his body.

"Is this the power given by God? It's so powerful!"

The leader and the fierce warriors fought together, and the roars of beasts and humans continued to sound.

He groaned and endured the pain of the sharp claws grabbing his body. The white light attached to the stone spear. Before the beast had time to retreat, a stone spear immediately pierced its fragile belly!

"Ah!" the leader roared, and the stone spear thrust straight in, causing blood to spurt out instantly.

"Roar!"

The beast screamed and tried to struggle to escape, but unfortunately it was pressed tightly by the leader, and its entire belly was pierced by a stone spear with white light attached to it.

The beast's roar went from violent struggle to weakness. Veins popped up in the leader's arms. He was gasping for air, and the power of light in his body was almost exhausted.

After a while, the beast's struggling movements stopped.

The other four people came over with lingering fear, looked at the leader who was covered in blood, and asked worriedly, "Chief, are you okay?"

The leader endured his weak body and gasped, "They are all minor injuries. Go and see the wind!"

The four of them walked to Feng's side and found that he was lying on the ground unable to move. His upper body was still covered in blood and his consciousness was somewhat groggy.

Just looking at the wounds that were so deep that they could not help but gasp.

Just looking at it, they all felt a little pain in their backs, not to mention the wind that they felt personally.

"Can you still get up?" Fang squatted down and asked carefully.

"I..." Feng wanted to say something, but the blood that kept pouring out made his consciousness blurred, causing him to be unable to say any complete words.

Tuya frowned and said, "Let's take him to see the priest quickly, otherwise his life will be in danger!"

Those deep and bone-deep wounds are really shocking. If they are not treated, they will be dead!

The leader also came over at this time, "You lift him carefully and let the fangs carry him!"

Several other people responded, quickly squatting down and carefully lifting Feng, and then placed it on Fang's back.

Seeing that they had packed up, the leader hurriedly turned around and picked up the dead beast.

A group of six people quickly ran towards the tribe.

Twenty minutes later, several people panting arrived at the outskirts of the tribe.

The patrolling tribesmen immediately saw them. As soon as they saw their bloody appearance, some of them immediately turned around and ran away to find the healing things that the priest had prepared in advance.

The leader and others led Feng, surrounded by other human tribesmen, to the open space in the center of the tribe.

In the divine stone space, Su Yun stared at the newly emerged characters and was deep in thought when he was suddenly awakened by them.

"There are people injured?"

The morning sun shines down, and the air still has a damp and cold atmosphere.

Feng was lying on the ground, and the old priest hurried over with herbs and medicines given by God.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

He walked to Feng's side and was a little frightened when he looked at the wound.

The old priest looked at Feng's face and found that he had lost consciousness and his whole face was pale.

He took out the few god-given medicines left after these days.

After carefully treating the wound and applying various medicines, the wind's breathing still became weak, and the old priest looked a little worried.

Looking up at the worried expressions of others, he sighed and said, "The next step is to rely on himself. If he can survive, he will survive. If he cannot survive, then..."

"May God bless him, alas..."

He didn't finish his words, but the people around him knew what he wanted to say. Those wounds that were so deep that they were still bleeding!

For a moment, everyone was a little worried.

If Feng wanted to survive, it would depend on luck. Even looking at his coma and dying appearance, they knew the odds were against him.

"How about we go and pray to God?" Someone said weakly.

As soon as he spoke, the scene instantly fell silent.

They all remembered the scene where Spear and others were healed instantly by God's miracle. If Feng could get God's grace, he would definitely be cured!

When the old priest heard this, he immediately frowned and yelled, "Shut up!"

"Only God has mercy on us and takes the initiative to grant miracles. How can we ask God for a miracle whenever something happens to us?"

The old priest knew that this matter must not be started. If he went to God for help as soon as something happened, would it be possible to turn to God for help again and again if everything went well once?

The others became even more silent after hearing this, and even the person who said those words before lowered his head in shame.

They know how noble the identity of the gods is, and there is nothing they, mortals, can ask for.

Su Yun, who was observing secretly, shook his head when he heard this and began to think about how to deal with this matter.

In-person treatment is ruled out first.

Possessed old priest cures?

Thinking of this, he frowned. If it was okay once, if he did it every time, he would not be bored, and the tribe would become dependent, which is not advisable...

"That's right, magic!"

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Su Yun's mind, and he thought of the magical spells performed by the divine warriors of the Ice Tribe.

Obviously, those moves were given by the God of Ice. Since He can do this kind of thing, it means that he can also bestow divine magic.

"Try it!"

The consciousness came to the godhead space and looked at the healing characters orbiting around the godhead.

After just a little thought, he was ready to act according to his idealistic idea, although he was not sure whether he would succeed.

After putting part of his consciousness on the healing character, the other part chose the thread of faith of the old priest, and silently said in his heart, "Grant!"

In an instant, just when the idea came to him, the healing characters that were originally orbiting the godhead paused for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, a phantom separated from the characters.

The character appeared transparent without any other color. It flew towards the old priest's thread of faith in an instant, and then disappeared.

"Very good...this is very idealistic!"

Su Yun twitched the corner of his mouth, no need to think that the phantom character must have gone to the old priest.

outside world

The old priest shook his head, and when he was about to say some words of comfort, he froze.

Because he felt that there seemed to be something extra in his body.

Under the recently figured out internal vision, he clearly saw an illusory pattern inside his body.

Just when he was doubting, he felt as if he had returned to the embrace of light, and a sacred voice sounded.

After Qing Qing heard what he heard, he was shocked.

"Healing magic?!"