But I don't know where the sobbing sound came from, and then it spread to the whole team as if it was contagious. The old man shed tears silently, and the children began to cry loudly without the adults to hold them back.
The sword in Byron's hand was shaky. What was more devastating than being defeated by monsters was that they and the people they protected had lost the will to live.
Forget it, Byron smiled, it seems there is no going back.
If only there were light.
"Captain! Look! It's light, it's light!" In front of him, a soldier with red eyes suddenly pointed to the distance and shouted.
Byron thought sadly that the silly boy might have had hallucinations before his death, but he still turned around with hope.
A soft beam of light passed through countless monsters like rippling water and shone towards them.
Byron had seen the holy light of Saint Helena on the battlefield. It was stronger and more condensed than this one, and monsters surrounded it wherever it went.
"Is this the newly appointed Saint?" Byron sighed, "She's still too young."
But when the beam of light stopped in front of them and began to flow into their bodies, Byron clearly felt that the atmosphere around him had changed.
They stopped crying and the brave soldiers took up their weapons again.
Byron had already stepped into the middle position, but when the light entered his body, he felt that when he raised his sword, he was still the young man who had just joined the army and vowed to wipe out all monsters.
He knew that there was something different about this saint and the previous one.
Her power is full of vitality.
The man who had just held back his tears now had red eyes and shouted, "The knights of the Vatican and Her Highness the Saint are coming! Brothers, let's charge one last time!"
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Jiang Jiang continued to maintain the blessing. The light attribute energy could not cause any damage in the early stage. Applying the blessing to them to enhance the buff and then treating the wounded were the only things she could do at the moment.
There were too many people to support, and after a while Jiang Jiang felt cold sweat beginning to appear on her forehead, but she could feel the positive emotions being fed back to her from the people she blessed.
She is hope to them.
Jiang Jiang only hopes that he can hold on a little longer and give a stronger blessing.
"Your Highness! We have rescued the trapped people!"
After hearing this, she breathed a sigh of relief and stopped casting the blessing. Jiang Jiang wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief. She was a little embarrassed now and smiled, "Sorry, I seem to be a little weak."
The knight who was sent to inform her was still young. He blushed when he heard the words and said angrily, "No! The power of Her Highness the Saint is the strongest I have ever encountered..."
He couldn't describe the feeling.
The moment I touched her, it was like a dead tree blooming.
Jiang Jiang watched him keep repeating "most, most, most" for a long time without saying anything. Finally, he scratched his head and said that he had never been to school, and then he couldn't help laughing.
"Go and rest now." Jiang Jiang pointed to the tent that the logistics staff had just set up. "I have to go treat the wounded too."
The knights who came to support were not seriously injured, and they basically cleaned and bandaged their own wounds.
The main casualties were soldiers trapped in the monster tide. They were sent by the Empire, and now they were lying in hospital beds with specialists sitting beside them to ask them questions.
When Jiang Jiang was lying on the ground, dozens of pairs of eyes looked at her, and she was so scared that she thought the royal family was going to rebel against her.
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