Seeing this, Ramses stretched out his hand, and released warm golden light from his palm, wrapping Lin Ke's body.
The light was like warm spring water, slowly seeping into Lin Ke's limbs and bones.
This made him feel comfortable and the heaviness in his body was slightly relieved.
"That's much better."
Lin Ke was finally able to utter a sentence clearly, but his voice was still weak.
However, the jackal reminded Ramses: "God of the Desert and the Nile, you will consume a lot of your divine power by doing this."
"Moreover, if it is maintained by divine power, the Saint Pharaoh's condition will be worse than it is now."
"We must find another way to be useful."
Ramses ignored the jackal's warning: "Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh must be restored first."
"Everything will be decided by His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
After he finished speaking, his figure gradually disappeared in the golden light.
Lin Ke nodded. No matter what, at least he could control his body.
However, it was obvious that the attention of the ministers and generals of Holy Egypt was focused on themselves.
It is at this extremely urgent moment, when every second counts!
At this moment when the plan is about to be implemented and preparations are being made to mobilize the march!
He sat up and looked down at his hands, only to find that his skin had turned pale and wrinkled, with blood vessels suddenly appearing on the surface, as if they would burst at any time.
He knew that he could not hold on any longer as there was something seriously wrong with his body.
He must heal himself as soon as possible, otherwise, the morale of Holy Egypt will be affected and Ramses will not be able to use his divine power on the battlefield.
then.
"Nantong!"
Nan Tong immediately walked out of the crowd and knelt on one knee: "Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh! I am here!"
Lin Ke took a breath and said, "Send the message immediately. Send Priest Mite over here."
"Also, send someone to secretly inform the leaders of Amazon and Atlantis, tell them my current situation, and ask them to send their best priests or healers over."
Nan Tong simply bowed and said, "Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, Kamul has already gone there."
"Priest Maite is on his way."
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