"Yes, yes, it's yours. Why are you just like a little angel? Although it's yours, they don't know who you are, so they gave it wrongly. These powers slipped away through the faith power network of the gods of light. If you intercept it now, you are essentially robbing the gods of light of their faith, understand?" Negris said helplessly.
This is a very serious matter. The foundation of gods is the power of faith. Stealing the power of faith from other gods is tantamount to poaching others, which will lead to an endless war between gods.
Ange tilted his head and suddenly let out an ¡®ouch¡¯ in the distance. After a while, the little angel raised his hands flat and spread his big wings, and ran over.
Angel, are you saying that you are not an apostle of light? The believers around him drank even more happily, and a steady stream of faith energy gathered together. This made Ange very busy, grabbing here and there, and not a drop could be missed.
When the little angel ran up to him, Ange put a large ball of faith energy into its hand.
The little angel blinked, grabbing the power of faith in his hand, and looked at Ange in confusion.
"Ouch!" Ange made a biting gesture.
The little angel suddenly understood and bit into the power of faith.
In the past, the little angel was just a skeleton covered in skin and flesh, but that night, after it received a flash of holy light from the enemy Holy Spirit Angel, the power of the holy light acted on the holy skeleton, evaporating its skin and flesh. , reshaped and restored into a true angel of the Holy Spirit.
Recently, the little zombies don¡¯t like to play with it anymore. Whenever they touch it, their skin and flesh will sizzle.
The true Holy Spirit will naturally not be harmed by the power of bright faith. The little angel bit into it, sucked it in, and after smacking his lips, he rushed forward to grab the power of faith.
A Holy Spirit Angel is jumping around in front of everyone. Isn¡¯t this more intuitive and vivid than those ethereal gods of light? For a moment, the object of everyone's prayers was immediately changed to the little angel. Now there was no need for it to grab. The power of faith floated directly in front of the little angel, and you could grab it with just a touch of your hand.
Nigris sighed, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness: "Thanks to the disappearance of the gods of light, otherwise we would have to face a war between gods now. Dare to steal their faith power? But to be honest, what do you do? Is it here? Can you cut it off if you want?"
It is not an easy task to plunder the faith power of other gods. Even if the Master of Truth comes, it will not be possible. Magic and divine magic are not the same system.
Ange tilted his head, not knowing how to answer, and he didn¡¯t know how he did it. He just thought it was okay, and then he went to catch it, and he caught it.
Seeing him like this, Nigris knew that there was nothing he could ask and flew away.
Ange continued to treat. He was treating here, and the little angel was busy grabbing faith on the other side. As long as the power of faith doesn't float away, Ange doesn't care if the little angel takes it. Anyway, if the little angel takes it, it means he takes it.
Healing is a kind of miracle, and "non-stop healing" is also a kind of miracle. Even in the church's allusions, there are few beings who can heal thousands of people all the time. Only a certain saint can heal thousands of people all the time. He vomited blood with all his strength and performed miracles before his death.
As more and more people are treated, the people queuing up behind are becoming more and more determined.
There is a man in the team who is thin and has fine features. He is also wearing a coat on a hot day. He looks at Ange from a distance, his expression is hesitant and changing, as if he is making some difficult decision in his heart.
As the flow of people went by, it was soon the turn of this thin man. Ange was distracted and hit him with a facial cleansing spell.
Feeling the comfort spreading throughout his body, the thin man gritted his teeth, showing an expression of despair, closed his eyes suddenly, and opened his coat.
There was nothing inside the coat, and some old wounds were exposed, mostly marks of whipping. There was also a missing piece of something that a man should have.
"Eunuch?! It's an eunuch. So this is what the eunuch looks like?"
There were whispers all around, which made the castrato feel ashamed and angry, but for the glimmer of hope, he risked his life.
Ange didn't feel anything at all. He cast a Cleansing Technique on the opponent's body. The old wounds healed quickly, and the knot fell off, revealing fresh and tender skin. Only the missing thing never grew back. .
This was not a problem for Ange. He flipped his palm and took out a bottle of sacred essence. He took out a few drops and flicked them on it. Then he threw down three or four facial cleansing techniques in one breath
After repeating it several times, the missing things will grow back. Ange moved his gaze to the next person, leaving the castrato with his eyes closed.sp; To resettle more than 15,000 people, Ange and his party alone and the 300 to 500 people from nearby villages would definitely not be enough, so Lisa mobilized manpower immediately and transferred a group of people from the oasis. People with administrative experience came to help.
The resettlement work is complicated. Just for digging a shack, you need to be taught step by step and quickly. Otherwise, these people will not be able to carry it for a few days and they will die in the desert.
As for building houses, hehe, unless there are dozens of magicians like Ange, it will be too difficult to build enough houses for ten thousand people in the desert.
Not only the house, but also food is a big trouble.
"Mirror, mirror, whoever has a mirror, please hand it over." Dragon Whisperer Shafia held up a big trumpet in her left hand and a big brick in her right hand, shouting loudly.
She has a tender face and is afraid that she won¡¯t be able to shock others, so she deliberately pulls on Nai Ali. But the problem is that Nai Ali is only half a meter long with her head and tail cut off. What kind of deterrent can she have? Her deliberately serious face only showed cuteness.
When some little kids saw it, they screamed and rushed to ride the dragon, which made Nellie want to breathe fire.
A group of women inadvertently pressed the hems of their clothes and asked nonchalantly: "What do you need a mirror for? Mirrors are so expensive, where can we have them?"
Shafia is not stupid, how could she be deceived by such nonsense: "To cook rice, you need a mirror to cook. This is a desert and there is nothing to cook with. If you don't want to eat the rice raw, hand over the mirror and tell you, There will be ghosts patrolling every night. Now hand over the mirror and everyone will have food to eat. If you hide the mirror secretly, if you are caught by the ghost, you and your family will be driven away and die in the desert."
Everyone was frightened and reluctantly handed over the mirrors, but even so, not many were collected, which was far from enough to solve the problem of cooking for more than 10,000 people.
There is a lack of fuel such as trees in the desert, so cooking is a big problem, but the sun is strong and strong. As long as there are enough mirrors, stick it in a semicircle facing the sun, and concentrate the sun, you can boil water and cook rice.
The staple food of Hope Oasis is green dates, so the demand for mirrors is not high. Now that the staple food of Zhuilong Lake is rice, mirrors have become a necessity.
"There is no mirror, what should I do?" Lisa found Ange and Negris distressed, and said with a sad face: "Let's just let everyone eat raw rice."
Nigris was a little disapproving: "No mirror? Just burn a little. I remember that there is a quartz mine in the Dark Side City, and there is also associated quartz in the magic crystal mine in the oasis. Bring some."
"Huh? Burning?"
A batch of quartz was transmitted through the teleportation array, and a sandstone cellar was 'grown' by Anger under the guidance of Negris.
?Throw in the quartz, ignite the fire, and then Ange injects the fire element with all his strength.
"Your magic level is too low. If you were a great magician, you could melt glass with your bare hands. Now you can only use the cellar to assist. If you can't make a mirror and there is no reflective layer of material, you can just make a convex lens, which can still focus light. "Nigris rambled on, making Ange spin around.
"Put the fine sand on top, then turn it, grind it coarsely, then use moose skin, powder paste, and grind it finely. Hey, Ange, it's a waste of your control to do this."
Not long after, dozens of lenses as big as washbasins were ground out, set up one by one, adjusted in position, and focused on sunlight. After a while, the pot at the focus boiled.
Lisa and others were stunned by the series of tricks. It was not until the lens was formed that Lisa said in shock: "I finally know why you are called the God of Common Sense, sir."
Nigris dropped to the ground and roared: "What the God of common sense, knowledge, knowledge, God of knowledge!!!"
Just when everyone was noisy, Anthony's anxious voice suddenly reached Ange's soul:
"Sir, may I ask, do you have any food? Can you sell me some? An insect plague breaks out in the Principality of Montenegro, and the refugees have no food and clothing. It is too late for me to transport food there. Sir, please sell me a batch of food and send it to me. Is it okay to go to the Principality of Montenegro? I am willing to give you the Sacred Hammer of the Earth as a reward."
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