After all, he was just a newcor who had only recently mastered the Holy Light. Even Anita couldn’t handle this situation, so what could he do?
He just silently turned to look at Kana.
At this mont, Abis also crouched down beside him, gently caressing the female Half-Elf’s body.
"Her life is nearing its end, the wind is taking her soul.
Most of the healing thods in this world should be helpless at this point."
Even though she said this, Abis also turned her head to look at Kana.
They all knew that in this case, only Kana’s special power could save her life.
Kana had already saved nature on the brink of death multiple tis with this blessing.
In their eyes, this was a powerful blessing that could directly save lives.
But this power was indeed strong.
"Holy Light, no matter who, please save her."
Kana looked on, and he roughly knew how Beckett would beco the future dungeon boss.
It was clear he had turned dark; given the situation, he loved his wife deeply. Going mad for love and turning dark was nothing unusual.
People with voids in their hearts are the easiest to be bewitched by an Evil God and fall into its embrace.
Behind every boss, to so extent, there is a reason why they beco bosses.
Of course, aside from the purely evil bastards, there are quite a few of those in this world.
"Be grateful to the world, and rember to fight for the world thereafter."
As Kana spoke, he crouched down, extended his index finger, and touched the female Half-Elf’s body.
Under Beckett’s hopeful gaze.
"Ahhh!"
The female Half-Elf suddenly opened her eyes and let out a scream.
Her Spirit suddenly beca clear, her body fundantally healthy.
The scars beca sources of pain that constantly stimulated her, in such sudden situations, hardly anyone could hold back their screams.
"Beckett, it hurts!" she scread.
Beget’s face showed ecstatic joy as he hugged his screaming wife.
"Beckett, it hurts so much, am I dead? Did they take you too? No... you should be alive, you should survive.
It hurts, why didn’t you run!"
The piercing pain from her body made the female Half-Elf start to babble nonsense.
Yet her mind was too clear, constantly stimulated by pain.
"It’s okay, you survived, I survived too.
Pain... what to do about the pain?" At the mont, Beget didn’t know how to alleviate his wife’s pain, he could only hug and comfort her.
Compared to the state of being as good as dead before, being able to loudly scream in pain was already good.
"Blake, try it now."
Blake nodded, the Holy Light surged in.
This ti, Charlia’s wounds visibly healed, even though they were festering.
"Pain... disappeared."
Seeing his wife fully recovered, Beckett directly turned around and bowed deeply to Kana and the others.
"Thank you, thank you! Your kindness is beyond repayable. I will repay you, I will!"
His wife was now free from pain, observing the situation around, she knew Kana and the others had saved her, and she followed in kneeling down.
"Sir... can I ask you, there are more people, they need..."
Behind them, so Half-Elves who were still able to move also couldn’t help but prostrate on the ground, wanting to pray for Kana and their salvation.
After all, these Half-Elves also had their own friends and relatives.
Kana looked at them, taking a deep breath.
This was an opportunity, perhaps it shouldn’t be wasted.
With the thought erging, he no longer hesitated, decisively making up his mind.
"Such salvation, you should know, cos at a price.
Once accepted, you will fight for the world, even if the path ahead is void and darkness, utterly hopeless.
Even if it leads you to encounter even greater despair than you are experiencing now, would you still be willing to accept it? Would you be willing to accept on behalf of your compatriots, your friends, your relatives?
Even you will have to accept this destiny together! A destiny of fighting for the world, sacrificing yourselves!"
Kana’s words clearly pierced into everyone’s ears.
At this mont, Beget stood up and said without hesitation, "No despair can match now, I will accept, I will pay the price, and sacrifice myself for the world!"
"I survived, received salvation, I am willing, I swear an oath."
Charlia, who had just been saved, also stood up, grabbed her husband’s arm, and said.
"I am willing, as long as you are willing to save my brother."
"I will too, please save him."
"Save my husband, I will swear an oath!"
"I also..."
The Half-Elves responded one after another.
Seeing this situation, it’s unsurprising—Half-Elves are indeed like this.
The Half-Elf community is simply an embodint of idyllic beauty.
Family, diligence, kindness, that’s all they uphold.
"Bobo, record this scene."
Bobo had already taken out his pocket notebook, vigorously jotting down this scene.
"Blake, lead them to swear an oath, along with their friends and relatives!"
"Yes!"
Blake pounded his chest and stepped among everyone.
"Listen, swear an oath to the world with !"
As they prepared to make their vows, Kana stood before everyone, approached the injured.
He began to examine which of the injured had not yet completely died.
When the words of the oath started to resonate.
The Half-Elves began to follow and make the oath line by line.
anwhile, Kana went from one injured person to another, performing "Datafication" on them.
One scream after another pierced the night, yet it made many making their vows even more resolute in their voices.
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