"You've been to so many places. Lord Steven, you must be an amazing Ability user!"
Evan said in a surprised tone.
Sebas, who was beside him, had the urge to facepalm.
Wouldn't it be better if everyone knew? Why did it have to be awkward?
"Ability user? I guess so. "
Wu Ming shrugged, his eyes suddenly looking into the darkness. "Although I don't want to disturb you, it seems like you're in trouble."
"Awooo!"
As soon as he said that, a wave of wolf howls suddenly rang out.
Pairs of green eyes wandered around the camp, and with the light from the fire, they could see four to five strange wolves slowly surrounding them.
They looked like ordinary wolves, but each one was as tall as a human. Their fur was rotten, revealing dark red blood and muscles, as well as white bones. It was a terrifying sight.
"Damn it, it's a Rotting Wolf!"
Sebas cursed. This was the creature that adventurers were most unwilling to face in the wilderness.
It was not that they were powerful. In fact, the combat power of Rotting Wolves was at the bottom of the pack among mutated wolves. But their skin, flesh, and blood were all highly toxic, and getting bitten would be very troublesome. They could not be eaten, and could be said to be full of waste. The price-performance ratio was very low.
There was no benefit in winning, and they would be buried in the wolf's mouth if they lost. Under such circumstances, no adventurer would be willing to risk their lives against them.
Of course, the current situation was that they were the prey, and they had no choice but to risk their lives, unless …
Sebas turned around and looked expectantly at the Ability user who called himself Steven. With his unfathomable strength, dealing with these Rotting Wolves should be a piece of cake, right?
Unfortunately, he was disappointed to see Wu Ming calmly drinking his soup and eating his bread, showing no intention of making a move.
Although he knew that most Ability users had strange tempers, Sebas was still completely speechless at the scene.
He did not dare to gamble with his life, and could only shout, "Prepare for battle!"
* Swoosh! *
The archers in the team were already prepared when they saw the Rotting Wolves. They released their hands, and two arrows flew out.
* Pu! *
The arrows pierced straight into the wolf's shoulder blade, splattering a large amount of dark red blood. The wolf's eyes turned even redder as it roared and pounced forward.
"This is your first battle, right? Are you scared? "
Wu Ming joked as he looked at Evan, who was holding a gun with both hands and trembling nervously.
"I … I … giggle … giggle …"
Evan opened his mouth, but he was so nervous that he stuttered. Only the sound of his teeth chattering could be heard.
Even though the rotting wolves' strength was quite low, it was still enough to bring a great disaster to their small team.
"Howl!"
With the two arrows as a signal, a great battle between humans and wolves broke out.
In this battle, there was no compromise, no retreat, and no weakness. Both sides were purely fighting for survival. It was filled with a dark natural law of survival of the fittest.
"Ha!"
Sebas bellowed and the machete in his hand fiercely hacked into the Rotting Wolf's back.
This was a wolf's weak spot. The Rotting Wolf immediately let out a blood-curdling screech. However, this only stimulated its ferocity and it bit down on Sebas's right arm.
"Ah!"
Evan shouted and rushed over, stabbing out with his spear.
Puff!
The black spearhead pierced through the rotting wolf's snow-white belly, pulling out a large chunk of its intestines. The rotting wolf fell to the ground, seemingly dead.
"Good job … Be careful!"
Sebas clutched his arm, his expression changing drastically.
Only then did Evan realize that he had rushed too fiercely and attracted too much aggro. He was already surrounded by two rotting wolves. They pounced at him, their snow-white fangs carrying a strong stench.
"Ah!"
Evan let out a blood-curdling scream. In reality, his mind had already gone blank, and he could not even defend himself.
Suddenly!
At this moment, Evan felt a wave of heat flowing from his body to his limbs, bringing with it immense strength.
"This is …"
Sebas looked at this scene in shock, speechless for a long time.
In his eyes, Evan's entire body was surrounded by a layer of golden light. It was the scene of a paladin activating their holy armor!
Bang bang!
In the midst of the explosion, Evan subconsciously threw out two punches. The brains of the two surrounding rotting wolves instantly burst, and they fell to the ground. After becoming a clergyman, one's strength would undergo an earth-shattering change.
"Howl …"
The remaining wolves suddenly felt a great sense of danger. They all howled and ran away with their tails between their legs.
"What … What happened to me …"
Evan looked at his hands, his face full of confusion.
"Haha … You brat, you actually received God's grace and became a paladin!"
Sebas smacked Evan's head hard. "What a lucky little fellow!"
"Congratulations, Evan!"
The team members all smiled kindly and congratulated him, but the jealousy in the male archer's eyes could not be concealed.
After all, once one received God's grace and became a clergyman, they would definitely be accepted by the Church of Salvation. From then on, they would be above everyone else, and there was a world of difference between them and the lower class.
"I … I've become a paladin!"
Evan finally understood what had happened. He knelt down and prayed. "My Lord, God of Redemption, you are the master of redemption, the home of my soul. I will definitely follow your path! Until death! "
When Wu Ming selected clergymen, he treated everyone equally, depending on whether they were pious or not.
Whoever provided the most power of faith would be promoted to a priest or a paladin. False believers could not receive God's grace at all.
Because God's grace was bestowed by a true god, the church could not make decisions. Therefore, the self-proclaimed pope, Jay's control over the church was far from solid.
He even had to recruit outstanding clergymen among the believers and give some a chance to rise, which impacted his authority.
Of course, there were exceptions. For example, Evan's level of faith had not reached the requirements, but who asked Wu Ming to be right next to him?
However, after giving these blessings, Evan's line of faith grew thicker and more pious, just barely reaching the requirements.
"Haha … You've become a paladin, kid. Dolin and his wife will definitely be very happy …"
Sebas looked at his bleeding, black, and swollen arm, and his expression became somewhat gloomy. "Unfortunately, I won't be able to see that day!"
"Uncle Sebas!"
Evan's tears flowed down at once.
The Rotting Wolf's poison was very strong, and there was no specific medicine. Even if there was, with the financial situation of their team, they could not afford it at all.
"… If I had awakened a priest's ability, I could have saved you!"
For such injuries, a priest's divine spell was quite effective, and removing the poison would solve the problem.
Unfortunately, even if a low-level paladin comprehended divine spell, it could only be used on himself, and could not help others like a priest. Evan immediately became dejected.
"Don't even think about it!"
Sebas said solemnly. "It is already a great honor for the gods to bestow favor on mortals, how can they be picky? In fact … I'm already luckier than most people, at least I've lived a lot longer than them … "
At this point, his mind gradually became hazy, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Although … this hellish world is really nothing much, don't be sad. My soul will head for the kingdom of my lord, and perhaps I'll be able to see my family and friends from before. What a wonderful thing it is!"
"Boss!"
It had to be said that Sebas was quite qualified as the captain of the adventurer team. At this moment, he looked like he was on the verge of death, and even the male archer's eyes were slightly red.
"I say … Can I take a look at his injury?"
At this moment, Wu Ming's voice finally sounded.
"Huh?!"
Evan immediately found that the mysterious Mr. Steven was standing at the side, smiling at them.
In the fierce battle just now, both the rotting wolves and them seemed to have completely forgotten about him, and were not affected in the slightest. Thus, Wu Ming was still spotless.
"It's useless, unless it's a specialized healing ability user or a priest's divine spell …"
The female archer said as she wiped her tears. Immediately, a golden light emerged from Wu Ming's hand and entered Sebas's body.
"Remove the poison! Heal the injury! "
The next moment, Sebas's blackened and swollen arm immediately returned to normal, not even leaving a bite mark.
"This is … a divine spell? You're a priest of the God of Redemption?! "
Sebas regained consciousness in an instant, and thanked him gratefully. "Thank you, esteemed priest, you saved my life!"
But among the people present, the one who was the most surprised was Evan.
As a paladin of the God of Redemption, he had learned a lot without a teacher. For example, paladins and priests of the same level could clearly sense each other's aura. As long as the gap was not too big, there was no way to hide it.
But now, Steven was clearly standing in front of him, but he could not feel the slightest holy power from him, and the divine spell from before was real.
All of this could only mean one thing, and that was that Steven's level was far beyond his imagination.
"What's the level of Pope Jay and Chief Paladin Robin?"
Because he had not seen other high-ranking clergymen, Evan could only bury this question in his heart, and together with his companions, he counted their harvest this time.
"Sigh … the rotting wolf's meat is poisonous, and its skin, hair, and bones will quickly rot after losing their vitality. It's really useless, and there's not a single part of it that can be used …"
Sebas looked at the wolf carcass on the ground and shook his head in disgust.
In fact, this was the norm in the post-apocalyptic wastelands.
Even if they hunted prey, there was still very little that could be eaten. He only knew of a monster that looked like a mountain of meat, and its combat power was astonishing. It was like a heavy tank, but only its fist-sized core could be eaten. What a scam.
"Alright, pack up. Let's go back!"
In the early morning, Sebas loudly announced the next plan, and it immediately drew a round of cheers.
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