Chapter 61: Holy Hymn

Chapter 61: Holy Hymn

Little Yi thought carefully that it didn't matter. It's already a question of whether we can survive and return now. Even if Robb is a heretic judger, there's no need for him to hide now.

She took two steps back and whispered, "I'll leave it to you."

Robb stood in front of the wounded soldiers, all huddled in Holy Light Sanctuary that was 40 yards in diameter and looked at the skeletons outside.

However, the soldiers panicked when they looked at the skeletons through an aperture.

Coupled with the fact that many soldiers were injured, their hearts became even more panicked.

They are not chicken soldiers but veterans who have experienced many battles. They have seen the scene of priests treating them on the battlefield. Generally, a single priest cannot care for such an army-level injury. The army is often equipped with a special medical team, which requires the treatment of a whole team of priests.

Otherwise, a single priest will exhaust all his magic and wont be able to cure all the wounded.

As soon as Robb came over, some of the less injured soldiers took the initiative to step back, trying to get Robb to apply his magic to their more seriously injured comrades-in-arms.

"Father, treat my brother. He is badly hurt."

"Father, I'll be all right! John is dying. "

Robb smiled at them: "Don't worry, it can be cured. No one needs to be let go. I can't be overcome by this injury."

"Ah? His injury is devastating." The Baron said, "You sure you can still cure it?"

Robb stopped talking nonsense with them. In the face of doubt, the best way is not to explain with words but to prove with action. Even if you say a thousand words or say ten thousand sentences, shooting magic in their face will still prove more useful.

Robb raised his hand

Afterward, a holy light came out of his body, and he began to pretend to chant the mantra at the same time. He didn't chant It loudly, however, because Little Yi was beside him; otherwise, it'd be difficult to explain the differences. So when he chanted the mantra, he only uttered it in a very small voice, only at the volume he could hear, Eat grapes without removing the grape skin, do not eat grapes but remove the grape skin, black fertilizer turns into ash, ash turns into black fertilizer, the pole is long, the bench is wide, but the pole is not as long as the bench.

He chanted for three seconds, twisting his tongue into several shapes.

He stopped and returned his tongue to normal.

As people in this world do when they cast magic, they shout, Holy Hymn!

What kind of magic is this? Ive never seen it before.

"The sound of this chant is so holy."

I want to kneel!

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

The Baron recognized this spell, a group recovery magic called "Holy Hymn" that can only be used by high-ranking priests in the Church of Light. Its effect is excellent. It can recover a wide range of wounded soldiers instantly, and the recovery effect is far higher than that of ordinary healing magic.

Its no ordinary magic a normal priest can do!

Even if young priests try their best to memorize this problematic and long chant and read it completely, they will fail to cast it because they lack holy magic, and it would not have any real effect other than making themselves exhausted.

But now Robb just used the magic with a wave of his hand, and its effect was amazing. In an instant, all 67 wounded soldiers of different degrees were all restored back to health.

Little Yi opened her mouth wide in surprise and thought to herself, "What a powerful "Sacred Hymn. I can't use this magic yet. My spiritual practice is far from enough! Now Im all the more certain that hes a heretic judger. He must be!

Although the Baron was surprised by the magic, he was the first to wake up and roared, "Hey, what are you all doing standing there? Hurry up and thank the priest, you bunch.

The soldiers woke up as if from a dream and quickly bowed to Robb, "Thank you for the treatment, father."

Robb said with a smile, "It's a piece of cake. It's just some simple magic. It's no trouble at all."

Everyone thought, You still call this simple? Its so hard that its dumbfounding.

The Baron exclaimed, Mr. Robb, your Holy Hymn was wonderful! This is magic that only high-ranked clergy can use. I didnt expect a small priest at the border could use this. I really admire you.

Little Yi thought, "Oh no, say a few more words, so the Baron will doubt what he's thinking more. A heretic judger can't let others find out about his identity easily; otherwise, it will affect the secret mission given to him."

She didn't know that Robb had no secret mission or identity to reveal. Even if she did attract any enemies, he could only play tower defense, and Robb himself didn't care at all even if he did.

She wanted to help Robb hide his identity and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Baron, let's think about how to break out of the siege. We are now sure that this is the Necromancer's lair. We just need to take the news back now."

"Oh, right!" The Baron woke up and said, "We have no time to waste. We have to prioritize how we should escape."

He looked around and saw that thousands of skeletons were still watching covetously outside the golden circle 40 yards in diameter. Just now, when Robb was treating the wounded, two or three skeletons tried to break through the Holy Light Sanctuary. But they were all bounced back by the light, and now the skeletons seemed to be trying to figure something out, but they had only bones and no brain, and they also didnt know what they were thinking about.