He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 132 132. The magic of resurrection, casting an impeccable golden body!

Master-level spell in the wizardry module - Heroic Immortality.

In the Wizardry mod, allies can be resurrected after fifteen seconds of death.

On the continent of Rodri, the form it manifests is indeed no different from "Believe in the dawn and you will gain eternal life."

The definition of allies is actually very vague. To put it in the way Ian understands it, they are those who are already believers of the Dawn Cult.

As well as those life forms that truly desire to join the Cult of Dawn, offer their faith to him, and are recognized by Ian himself, they are allies.

At present, it seems that this is indeed the case.

In this way, it becomes a real "dawn of faith, immortality of the soul".

Strictly speaking, the effect of this resurrection method on purifying faith is even far greater than the effect of Ian defeating the devil.

Logically speaking, the Hero Immortality spell can only revive one ally at a time in the MC world, but after being brought to the Rodri continent, this spell has indeed become stronger.

Not only can it revive a large number of the deceased at once, but it also consumes a relatively small amount of magic power.

Judging from the attitude of the people on the Rodri continent towards resurrection, the cooldown time of the Hero Immortality spell can be ignored.

Overall, it seems like no other spell is more suitable as Dawn's signature weapon than Heroic Immortality.

The ability to resurrect, plus Ian's power to defeat the Demon King.

The existence of Dawn is beyond doubt, and the supreme divinity of the Dawn Religion cannot be denied.

As of now, anyone who says that Dawn does not exist will question the greatness of Dawn.

The most excited people may not be the believers of the Dawn Cult, but the people from the Hundred Races Alliance who came here to visit.

Before the believers could even make a move, the members of the Hundred Races Alliance might rush over and tear the mouth of the person who questioned them.

Once the miracle of resurrection occurs, no additional missionary means are needed, and everyone who sees it will immediately become the most loyal believers of Dawn.

Ian glanced at the guest from the Hundred Races Alliance. The excited and shocked look on his face made Ian even more certain of this conclusion.

It's a coincidence, but the identification rate of the Hero Immortality spell is shockingly low.

However, two days before the decisive battle in the royal capital, Ian happened to get the spell book of Immortal Hero.

Ian hadn't even told Lecia and the others about this, and he probably wouldn't tell them in the future.

The means of resurrection are really shocking.

It's never a good thing for the details of this matter to be spread.

This spell will become a special magic spell belonging to Ian and Shuguang in the future.

Even the so-called miracles such as bone meal-induced birth and endless water sources are never more representative than the means of resurrection.

To be honest, one hand is immortal hero, the other hand is Steve's iron fist.

God's loving heart and thunderous wrath are both perfectly embodied in Ian.

Ian began to feel that he was not the Pope, but the Dawn.

……

The miracle of resurrection was happening right before his eyes, and Ian understood that it would take time for everyone to accept the reality of this event.

He did not disrupt everyone's mood, but quietly let the shock continue to ferment.

Jero and the others below only reacted after subconsciously offering a gift to Ian.

He looked at himself in disbelief, and then observed others.

Jello clearly remembered that he was dead.

Surrounded by powerful mind flayer warriors, he fought desperately to kill several mind flayers, but was beheaded by the enemy.

In his memory, the scene of his head rolling down and seeing his headless body falling was quite clear.

It was death, that's right.

but……

What's going on now?
The soul ascends to heaven?
But Markov and the others are still here!

Jero and the others were confused for a moment and felt inexplicably uneasy.

At this moment of distraction, Rock's face suddenly appeared in front of Jello.

The calm and elegant elven guardian of the ancient tree of life had a blush on his face at this time, and his eyes were staring at him, making Jello feel as if the other party was looking at some rare treasure.

An inexplicable chill surged into his heart, and Jello subconsciously took a step back.

Rock realized his own impatience, suppressed his excitement, and said in a slow voice:

"Knight Jello, I am Rock from the Elf Tribe. You should remember me, right?"

Jello calmed down, looked at Rock clearly, and nodded quickly.

"I remember you! The elves that Miss Fishley invited to help us fight the demons."

Memory is fine!
The surprise in Rock's heart was as loud as the roaring waves, almost overwhelming him.

Taking a deep breath, Rock said seriously:

"You know what happened, right? You were resurrected by a miracle performed by the Pope!"

Jello was stunned and looked up at Ian.

Although he had long believed in the omnipotence of Dawn and the Pope through endless prayers, but...

When the resurrection really happened to him, Jello couldn't help but feel like he was in a dream.

"Can I examine you?"

Rock couldn't wait to express his true desire.

Jero did not object, after all, Rock was also a comrade-in-arms who had fought side by side with him before.

then……

The moment Jello nodded, Rock couldn't wait to hold Jello's shoulder.

The natural magic that had been suppressed for a long time was released all at once, turning into a gentle stream flowing into Jello's body.

The extremely vigorous exploration technique made Rock's eyes turn green.

Even the hair is covered with a layer of natural glow.

The power of nature flowed in from Jero's shoulders and flowed through his body along his veins.

Heart, limbs...

Even a severed neck.

Rock checked it carefully.

Then he found other Dawn Knights and repeated the process.

In the end, Rock stood there with lifeless eyes, muttering words that no one could understand.

Matthew couldn't help but walk down quickly and look at Rock.

"Mr. Rock, do Jero and the others have any problems?" But Rock did not answer. He still stood there muttering blankly.

Matthew patted Rock's shoulder.

"Mr. Rock?"

At this point, Rock finally came to his senses.

He nodded woodenly.

"There's no problem. They've truly been resurrected... resurrected in good health, alive and well..."

After saying that, Rock walked down the judgement stand in a daze.

Matthew was extremely excited. Although he was sure of everything about Shuguang, what was happening before his eyes was really unbelievable.

He still couldn't avoid some emotional reactions that humans should have.

Without paying attention to Rock who was in a trance, Matthew turned around, suppressed his excitement, and patted Jello's shoulder with red eyes.

At this moment when everyone was paying attention, although most people still had a dazed look on their faces and did not react, Matthew still maintained the demeanor of a diocesan bishop.

"Now, I can tell you this myself."

"Jero, you, you are all the best warriors of Dawn! I am proud of you for your unwavering choice to charge for Dawn even in the face of life and death!"

"The great Lord has seen your loyalty, so He will pull you up from the dead!"

Matthew put his hand heavily on Jello's shoulder, stared into his eyes, and said seriously:

"Jero, the demons still exist, and the traitor is still tempting the lost lambs to resist the Lord's embrace. The holy war has not stopped yet!"

"You who have walked out of death are the most steadfast warriors. The Lord has given you a second life. Do you understand what to do?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Jero's remaining confusion about resurrection disappeared instantly.

He raised his hand and pounded his chest hard.

"No matter how many lives I have, I will remain steadfast!"

"Glory, life, victory!"

Jello passed Matthew and knelt on one knee towards Ian in the clouds like all the knights around him.

"Dedicate everything to the great dawn!"

Ian glanced at Matthew with relief.

The diocesan bishop of the White Pillar was indeed chosen correctly.

It seems that once Matthew trains someone who can succeed the Bishop of the Dawn Realm Diocese, he will be able to be promoted to the White Archbishop of the White Pillar.

……

the other side.

Rock, in a daze, walked back to Liliaice and the others.

This great guardian, who always has an upright stature and never retreats even a single step in the face of the Four Horsemen of Disaster, stands tall and proud.

At this moment, he was like a paper man, swaying even when standing still, as if he would fall down at the slightest breeze.

Fishley was a little overwhelmed.

Liliais had collapsed in her arms and couldn't stand up. If Rock fell again...

The rest are trivial matters. If His Holiness the Pope feels that the elves are not worthy of being reused, cannot maintain their dignity in the face of miracles, and has complaints about the elves.

That would be troublesome.

He quickly asked Henderson to support Rock.

As he got closer, Henderson finally understood what Rock was saying.

"Resurrection... Master... Elves..."

Henderson glanced at Fishley bewilderedly.

Before he could say anything, the eyes of the oldest guardian of the elves suddenly turned red and he began to cry.

"Master! We have truly found hope! Why...why couldn't you hold on a little longer?"

The cry made Henderson panic.

Fortunately, the people around were still immersed in the feat of resurrection and had not come to their senses.

Fishley's head is as big as a bucket.

"Grandpa Rock! Pay attention to the occasion!"

"Let him cry for a while."

Lilyace finally recovered a little and stood up with the help of Fishley.

Take a deep breath and sigh.

"Rock has experienced too much despair brought by the demons... He is just too happy."

As she spoke, Liliais clenched her fists excitedly and looked up at Ian in the sky.

"From today on, the Hundred Races Alliance will officially find hope!"

"Under the leadership of the Great Dawn, sound the clarion call to fight back against the demons!"

"I've seen it... The long night of Rodri Continent is coming to an end, and the day of dawn is just around the corner!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rock instantly shook off Henderson and rushed to Liliaice.

His eyes were red. After just experiencing that short moment, Rock looked like he had been up all night for several days, with bloodshot eyes.

"Your Majesty! We can't wait any longer!"

"The entire elf race must immediately and unreservedly offer their faith to the Great Dawn! Otherwise! We will all be eternal sinners of the elves!"

Having witnessed the resurrection, Rock's mind is now filled with thoughts of joining the church.

Now, even if he has the strength to reach the top of the Hundred Races Alliance, he still does not feel as secure as a certificate of membership in the Dawn Divine Church.

He didn't want to accept the regret of being powerless against the demons.

Only by joining the Dawn Cult and becoming a loyal believer of the Dawn can the elves enjoy eternal glory.

Avoid all tragedies that should not exist!

After a long silence, Liliais suddenly looked at Fishley.

"The Seed of Life has been presented to His Holiness the Pope, right?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"So……"

The luster in Liliais's eyes became brighter and more charming. She took a deep breath and whispered:

"What do you think about the elves moving their entire clan to the starting point?"

(End of this chapter)