Urban God-level Selection System

Every time Ashe glanced at his injury, his heart ached.

"Can't he be cured?"

Ashe asked Dak, who was the witch doctor of the tribe next to him.

"He lost too much blood and suffered a lot of injuries. With the current conditions, he cannot be cured."

Duck replied.

Ashe was silent.

Duck said again: "War Mother, there is one more news you must know."

"you said."

"The wounds of the previous wounded began to worsen and showed signs of infection.

We can't take them on the road anymore, otherwise all the troops will be infected with diseases. "

"Then how many of us can leave now."

Ashe asked.

In fact, she knew the number of people now, but she didn't want to face it.

"With the new blood alliance, there are 6 people in total."

Ashe almost fainted on the ground, fortunately, Zhang Wanlin next to her supported her.

This is less than she imagined.

The current total of 15 people means that they are going to abandon 9 members of the tribe... Why does this make her feel so embarrassed?

"Are the people with minor injuries left behind?"

"War mother, they have been infected, we must do this."

Dark seemed particularly unbearable.

In fact, there is another way to solve the current crisis, and that is magic.

Magic in Freljord represents ancient and mystery, and those who possess magic are regarded as the most noble existence of Freljord.

Magic can reverse everything.

But now Avarosa has no priests, and of course no magic.

Dark did not say this method, because it was useless.

Ashe walked out of the tribe alone, her lonely figure just like the ice and snow falling from the sky.

Zhang Wanlin followed behind him worriedly.

"As a war mother, do you think I am incompetent?"

She said.

"I think you are very strong."

Zhang Wanlin answered.

At this age, girls in this world should still be busy dressing up and playing games following dramas.

But she has to bear the responsibility from the entire tribe.

Ashe looked up at the deepest part of the night sky, drops of crystal tears crawled on her cheeks.

Seen from the side, the figure is lonely and lonely, and under the vast starry sky, it looks small and humble.

At this moment, Zhang Wanlin seemed to be able to see the fragility from a girl.

He couldn't bear to say: "In fact, the result is not as bad as you think."

"Do you have a way?"

Ashe looked back at him, her clear eyes were still dripping with tears, arousing pity.

"Well, as your blood ally, of course I have it."

Zhang Wanlin smiled.

The improved version of Soraka's wish can heal all teammates and consume 150 mana. If there is no mana, it will be replaced with the same life force.

Now Zhang Wanlin has nearly 20,000 blood, which can completely heal everyone.

"any solution?"

Ashe asked.

"You'll know when you see it.

War mother, let's go back first. "

Ashe walked to the camp, Zhang Wanlin followed behind.

At this time, she wiped away her tears, her expression was cold and steady, and she returned to her usual prestige as a war mother.

"I need you to gather all the wounded together."

Zhang Wanlin said.

"But this will accelerate the infection of the disease."

Ashe worried.

"Do you believe me?"

Zhang Wanlin looked at Ashe's eyes with a hint of playfulness. At this moment, Ashe clearly hesitated.

Although Zhang Wanlin is a blood ally, he may not understand the current situation of the tribe after he only came to the tribe for a few days.

He wants to gather all the wounded together now, and he will undoubtedly trigger the hidden epidemic, and even spread to the healthy people in the tribe.

In this way, then the combat power of the entire Avarosa will be greatly weakened.

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that this is too risky."

Ashe finally said.

"I know that gathering them is a risk to the entire tribe, but have you ever thought about it. Without the help of these patients, wouldn't the entire tribe be at risk?"

Zhang Wanlin said, "You think about it again, and you will tell me when you think about it.

Remember, they don't have much time. "

After speaking, Zhang Wanlin bowed to his tent and walked to his tent.

Zhang Wanlin's words are not unreasonable. If you lose these wounded, you will undoubtedly lose most of your combat power, especially Parker.

How can Ashe bear the heart?

But if the wounded were not cured and the disease spread, it would be even more... "Wait!"

After hesitating for a moment, Ashe said behind him: "I'm taking this risk."

Ashe summoned all the wounded in an empty field, Duck couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw it.

"War mother! You can't do this!"

What's the difference between this and looking for death?

"I have decided, witch doctor, please withdraw."

Ashe said coldly.

"War mother."

Dak bowed to the ground, "You will kill everyone in this way. Isolate them while there is still a chance."

"Come on, drag the witch doctor away!"

The two clansmen put the witch doctor aside.

Dak vented his anger to the new blood confederation: "It's all because of you, which will destroy our entire Avarosa! You are a sinner through the ages!"

Zhang Wanlin sat in front of everyone, looking up at the stars, the stars today are not so good.

The wounded in front of them groaned again and again, and the invisible disease made their painful bodies worse. This scene made people unable to watch.

Parker could feel his life slowly being lost.

He doesn't even have the strength to raise his hand now. The only feeling for the outside world is the vague scenery and noisy sounds.

His eyelids are infinitely heavy.

He feels very tired.

He wants to sleep.

Glenna, I tried my best.

He said so repeatedly in his heart.

Zhang Wanlin's actions were like holding a mysterious ceremony, and the rest of the clansmen stood on both sides and talked a lot.

They are hungry for hope so much that when hope comes, they are even more speculative.

"Can it succeed?"

"We shouldn't believe him, why can he save them?"

"If it fails, those who have not yet contracted the disease will also be infected. Then the whole tribe..."...their words are doubtful, confused, and negative, but there is no absolute. sure.

Only Ai Xi, she believed from beginning to end, he must be able to! As Zhang Wanlin raised his hands, a miracle happened.

The starlight pushed aside the dark clouds and dropped a sacred beam of light, shining on the patient's body.

Their bodies are healing quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soraka, the celestial spirit of Runeland, possesses the power to bring the dead back to life.

Borrowing her skills, Zhang Wanlin allowed the miracle to reappear.

The onlookers were stunned.

Wasn't it the magic that Freljord admired the most? ?

This stranger is actually a magician! Suddenly, everyone's eyes looked at this blood alliance changed.

It is reverence, belief, and even more piety.

These will only appear when they worship their ancestor Avarosa.

He didn't break his promise, he really succeeded.

This couldn't help causing Ashe to put down the boulder in her heart, and tears filled her eyes at the same time.

For a long time, for a long time, she did not look forward to hope so eagerly.

Only at this time, she put down everything and greeted hope with all her heart.

Hope that responded to her.