Headmaster Blair looked at the wound on the Barbarian's back with a serious face. He knew that if this kind of injury could be healed instantly, then the holy spell given to the Barbarians by the god of war would be the most powerful holy spell in the entire Central Continent.
"The great god of war, I pray to you, please use your power to heal this injury!"
As he chanted, a strange energy came from afar and landed on the Barbarian in front of him. A faint white light flashed on the Barbarian's body.
The big wound quickly became smaller, and the heavy injury became light in a short period of time.
Although it wasn't completely healed, the result was enough to make Elder Blair very happy. After all, every preacher could store up to three healing spells at once.
This meant that no matter how heavy the injury was, as long as it wasn't instant death, 3 healing spells would be enough.
"Headmaster Blair, thank you so much! My injuries have also become lighter. I just need to rest for a few days to recover! "The Barbarian yelled in excitement as he sensed his injuries.
"You should thank the great god of war. The great god of war is using his power to heal you!" Headmaster Blair looked at the excited Barbarian and lowered his voice.
The Barbarian quickly bowed, "Yes, Mr. Blair. I will pray to the great god of war when I get back. Thank you, great god of war!"
"You are the last one!" Elder Blair said as he looked at the last Barbarian supported by two Barbarians. The Barbarian had been severely injured for years and couldn't even walk.
"Please cast your holy spell, headmaster Blair!" The Barbarian's eyes were filled with hope. 2 injured Barbarians in a row were healed under the effect of divine spells, so he couldn't help but feel hopeful.
Headmaster Blair nodded and began to chant again. The ancient totem in the distance ignited a lite healing potion from Doff's portal bag, and the potion was transferred to his hand through the path of faith.
He reached his hand towards the last Barbarian, and a faint white light flashed. The Barbarian's face turned a little red, but nothing special happened.
"Sigh!" Elder Blair let out a long sigh, but then he remembered that it was disrespectful to the God of War. He quickly added, "Your injuries cannot be healed with divine spells. I've experimented with this divine spell, and it should be used specifically for battle. It can only be healed with the latest injuries!"
The Barbarian's face turned pale as soon as he sensed the condition of his body. The failure of the divine spell made him lose his last hope.
"Even the great War God can't save me?" he muttered.
"No, my child, do you still remember God's grace? There are a few professions that were even more severely injured than you, but they recovered under the grace of the God of War and became priests. As long as your faith is pious enough, you will receive the grace of the great God of War! "Elder Blair said loudly.
"Headmaster Blair, I will become the most loyal follower of the great god of war!" The Barbarian said firmly as if he was making an oath.
Soon, the entire Battlecry Plateau heard that the God of War had once again shown his grace to the Barbarians. A divine spell called 'healing' could be used to heal any injuries.
There weren't many preachers, only about 20 of them, and each preacher had to focus on prayer for 20 hours before they could use the healing spell once.
However, this gave the Barbarians hope. The helplessness they felt after getting injured turned into a thirst for divine spells. At the same time, the status of the priests in the Battlecry Plateau had greatly increased.
As for the 20 hours of prayer, Abel wanted to limit the number of times he could use the healing spell.
Prayer was not a normal prayer. Even Barbarians would not spend more than 10 hours a day in prayer. It required a level of fanaticism to pray with all their might.
Therefore, the interval between each healing spell was usually 2 days. Since there were only 20 or so priests, Abel didn't really give out that many lite healing potions.
However, this small amount of 'light healing potion' gave the Barbarians more hope. At the same time, the ancient totem also received more devout faith.
In just a few days, the news of the priests in the Battlecry Plateau receiving a divine spell had reached the Wizard Union's intelligence network.
Ever since the Battlecry City was attacked, the temple of the god of war was plundered, and the holy totem pole was taken away by the mad knights of the Nation of God, there was a rumor that the temple was blessed by the gods, and a miracle happened.
Wizard Clemens of the Wizard Union's intelligence department didn't pay much attention to this news. As a high-ranking member of the Wizard Union, he knew the God of War would never do that.
The sleeping God of War was sealed in a secret place of the Wizard Union. Unless the Wizard Union was destroyed, there was no way the God of War could escape.
The Wizard Union had been paying attention to the Battlecry Plateau for a long time. The Barbarians using the totem pole to replace the God of War was allowed by the Wizard Union.
The Wizard Union needed Barbarians. Barbarians could increase the survivability of the fighting professions on the frontline. They had stronger defense and more life force, so the fighting professions needed Barbarians.
Therefore, when the Battlecry City Temple reported about the God's Grace and Miracle, the Wizard Union's investigation department thought that it was just a show that the Battlecry City Temple was trying to make up for the loss of the totem pole.
However, when the priests in the God of War Temple received a divine spell, the Wizard Union's intelligence department had to pay attention to it.
In the meeting room of the Wizard Union headquarter, a few law-defying wizards in power sat together to discuss this matter.
"Everyone, the report in front of you has been confirmed by the intelligence department. Our people saw a Barbarian priest healing a severely injured Barbarian with a divine spell!" Wizard Clemens pointed at the parchment in front of the law-defying wizards.
The wizards picked up the parchment in front of them and began to read.
The Wizard Union had a set of methods to identify gods. In this world ruled by wizards, non-allied gods were not allowed to appear. At the same time, new gods were not allowed to appear.
Every time a divine spirit appeared, it would be a huge event for the Wizard Union, and it would receive a lot of attention.
It had to be known that no one wanted a god-level unknown variable to appear while fighting the demon from beyond.
"First of all, the Barbarians lost their totem pole. How did they contact their god?" Wizard Joseph glanced at the report and asked in confusion.
The Wizard Union knew more about the gods than anyone else. They had a lot of information about the gods that were killed by the Wizard Union.
The current situation of the Barbarians was that without the totem pole, their faith could not be transmitted unless they found a new god to believe in.
However, it was impossible to change the faith of the Barbarians after thousands of years in a short period of time.
Without the totem pole, even the god of war that was sealed in the Wizard Union would not be able to receive the faith of the barbarians without the totem pole.
They all knew that the totem pole was already the new god of the Barbarians after the war god went into hibernation. They could only wait for the totem pole to become a special god after the war god went into hibernation.
The Wizard Union did not mind this type of god since they were not very powerful. It was very convenient for the Wizard Union to manage the Barbarians.
"Wizard Clemens, the god of war is still in hibernation. Are you sure?" Wizard Hume asked directly.
"I'm sure. The god of war is still in hibernation!" Wizard Clemens lowered his voice.
"So is there a new god involved?" Wizard Hume asked again.
Wizard Clemens replied with certainty, "Absolutely not. The appearance of a new god would not escape the eyes of the investigation department!"
The scent of a new god could not be hidden. Once it became a god, it would not be able to stay on the continent for long.
Under normal circumstances, newborn gods would open up a divine kingdom for themselves to live in. Every time they wanted to travel across the continent, the most common method was through God's Descent. However, the selection of God's Descent was extremely strict. One had to learn a special inheritance that could withstand God's Descent.
If they didn't learn the inheritance, they might not even be able to do it. Even if they did, they would explode due to the energy of the god's descent.
Whether it was the birth of a new god or the creation of a holy kingdom, it would cause a huge commotion. The Wizard Union's investigation department was everywhere.
This was why Wizard Clemens was so sure that there was no new god. Under the rule of the Wizard Union, there was no place for a new god to exist.
Other than the gods of some races who stood on the side of the wizards during the war, the whole world could not produce new gods because of the wizard union's control.
"Wizard Clemens, no need to beat around the bush. Tell us what you think!" Wizard Hume looked at Wizard Clemens and smiled.
From what he knew about Wizard Clemens, Wizard Clemens must have known something special since he called for this meeting.
"Everyone, there are some things that I can't get evidence for. Since some of the nobles are involved, I can only give you my analysis!" Wizard Clemens smiled helplessly and said.
Wizard Joseph said impatiently, "Since when does the Wizard Union need evidence to do anything? Just do it as soon as you're done."
"Do you guys know about that naked mad Knight who tried to kill himself in front of the howling castle?" Wizard Clemens lowered his voice and ignored Wizard Joseph.
"Of course!" The law-defying wizards all knew about it. It was very famous recently, and many wizards treated it as a joke.
"This mad knight is most likely the one who took the totem pole from the Battlecry Castle temple!" Wizard Clemens said something the other law-defying wizards didn't know.
"What? How come we didn't hear about this? "Wizard Joseph asked in shock.
Wizard Clemens explained, "There's no evidence. That mad knight was too fast, and no one saw his face clearly. Maybe Master Bennett saw him, but it's not convenient for the investigation department to investigate with his status."
"Don't just say it, we want to know more!" Wizard Hume heard Master Bennett's name, and a strange look appeared on his face.
"If that mad Knight is the one who took the totem pole, then he must have just teleported from the Battlecry city to the Evil Kingdom when he was naked." Wizard Clemens lowered his voice.
"You're saying he was stripped of all his gear and teleported back?" Wizard Hume asked in disbelief.
Only a legendary figure could take a mad Knight's clothes and throw him back into the teleportation circle.
"I've already asked Wizard Hal. The ones who chased after the mad Knight were Master Bennett's contracted creatures, Wizard Frankenstein and Doff the Beamon!" Wizard Clemens continued.
Up to this point, the wizards couldn't hide their emotions. If it wasn't for Master Bennett's status, the Wizard Union would've definitely made a law-defying wizard become a contracted creature.
It was just that Master Bennett's influence was too big. As far as they knew, if Master Bennett wanted more followers, many law-defying wizards would want to become his followers.
"I suspect the totem pole is already in Master Bennett's hands!" Wizard Clemens finally gave his analysis.
"No, Master Bennett can't control the totem pole. Only a god can!" Wizard Hume shook his head and explained for Abel.
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