On the Seven Towers

This battle was fierce, but it didn't take much time. From the time Trina's fleet appeared to when she announced her surrender, the battle lasted less than half an hour. However, it took a long time to clean up the battlefield after the war. For humanitarian reasons, after Xiao Chen took in six hostages including Trina, he began to let the crew members of the Houyi and Xingtian participate in treating the wounded, putting out fires and repairing the ships. At work.

Since there are a large number of mages on Xiao Chen's side, there are also many people who can use healing techniques. Wizards of the Spirit Tower like Glade and Crete also master some high-level healing spells. The speed of treating the injured is much faster than other mages, but even so, many seriously injured sea people still die every moment.

Crete floated in the air, holding up this white ball of light in his hand. A trace of light gray energy gathered towards the ball of light from all directions. The energy came from the souls of the dead floating on the sea below, which have not yet been dissipated. The power of the soul. After being purified in Crete's hands, they will turn into balls of pure white light, and then fly towards the wounded who are not dead below.

The wounded who were originally wailing in pain would often suddenly calm down after these light balls fell on them. Their pain would be quickly resolved, and the wounds would begin to stop bleeding and scab. The light ball in Crete's hand is like an endless healing machine, constantly repairing the bodies of these wounded people.

"Crete, you did a good job. It is not easy for the magic of soul salvation to cover such a large area in your hands. You have surpassed my level in this aspect.

Your human potential is truly amazing. I originally thought that it might be Xiao Chen and the other visitors from Earth who have such talents. It turns out that education plays a more important role than talent. "Glade passed by Crete holding the "Gathering Soul List" in his hand. What he did was completely opposite to Crete. He would extract the souls of those strong people into the "Gathering Soul List" when they were about to die. Let them become ghost warriors in the "Spirit Roster". The souls of the shark clan are simple and strong, and are most suitable for making ghost warriors, while the souls of the mermaid clan are good materials for making ghost mages.

"Teacher, you know. Among the spells of the Tower of Spirits, I am more interested in the spells of life than the spells of death." The soul ball in Crete's hand has reached a certain limit and cannot accommodate any more. He stretched out his hand and released the ball of light. The ball of light flew towards a half-sunken ship. The deck of the ship was hit twice. There were many groaning sea warriors on board and under the ship. The ball of light exploded above them and turned into a shower of light. This life energy merged into the bodies of the injured.

There was a Scale warrior who had been cut by shrapnel on his waist. His pain was stopped by the light ball. He raised his head and looked at the source of the light ball. He supported his body, walked a few steps towards Crete, and knelt down. On the deck, he knocked his head down hard. Several other sea warriors, seeing this scene, followed him and knelt down to Crete flying above them.

"Do you enjoy the feeling of being appreciated?" Glad asked.

Crete was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly and said: "The reason why people are human is to produce and spread emotions. In my opinion, even the hatred of the living is much better than the silence of the dead. What's more, it comes from the heart. What about the gratitude in my heart? Although I will not hesitate to attack when I encounter an enemy, I still like the feeling of giving hope to others. I know what it feels like to suddenly lose hope. No, after death, there is nothing. At most, they become something like the ghost warriors in your holy book. But how can they count themselves? The original existence has completely disappeared.

"As a book spirit who has neither life nor death. I can understand what you are saying, but I can't understand much of this feeling." Glade said, stroking the "Spirit Gathering List" in his hand, "For me, death is Or life, it’s just a state of existence.”

"No, teacher, I think you are alive." Glade began to gather a second ball of light in his hand, "I think you would have accepted Jenny as my junior sister a few years ago. That was the awakening of human emotions. Until Now, you have your own friends and your own joys and sorrows. Maybe the feeling is not too strong, but you will eventually understand more and more.”

"Why...why are you talking to me now?" Glad asked.

"Because today is an opportunity. I am here, and I am deeply touched when I see that the other party's arrogance and blindness have caused such tragic consequences to themselves. And this is very important to you, Milda, and a book spirit like Xiao Mu. A great opportunity. Maybe you should open your heart and feel more about the pain and hope of these people. Maybe this is the key to you taking the next step."

"Becoming more human?" Glade has been practicing for these years, but his strength has always been stuck on the threshold of a great magician, but he has been unable to stabilize the realm of a great magician. Not only he is like this, but other book spirits are like this too. Only Xiao Mu's realm was slightly higher, barely reaching the level of a great magician. Glade has always believed that this is the limit of the book spirit's talent. But Crete did not agree with this.

"After all, magic is a power created by human beings. You once taught me that a saint from the Seven Towers era said that the purpose of humans using magic is not to become gods, but to become more perfect people." Crete said.

"Xiao Chen and Lord Luo Ling both said similar things to me, but I never thought that one day I would be taught by my own disciples." Glade smiled. His appearance has not changed over the years, and now Crete, who looks to be in his early twenties, is a little older than him.

"Okay. Maybe you are right. Why not give it a try?" He put away the holy book in his hand, stretched out his hand and grabbed it downwards, and fragments of souls gathered in his hand, and a soul light ball began to appear in his hand. But he did not release magic in the air like Crete, but flew down and came to a dying shark warrior.

He saw at a glance that this was a good ghost warrior material, and he might have easily extracted his soul in the last minute.

But now he pressed the light ball with healing power into his body.

Most of the sharks have fierce faces, but when this shark warrior looked at him with big copper bell-like eyes, it was filled with mixed emotions of gratitude, fear, and pleading.

"What are you thinking about now?" Glade asked.

The seriously injured shark warrior was unable to answer. Glade put his hand on his head and extracted some information.

A home on a small island, young children, elderly parents, all thoughts were about worry, guilt and longing for them.

In just one or two minutes, Glaser was immersed in the thoughts of the shark warrior, and his eyes were red unconsciously: "So fear and hope feel like this, this is what Crete means: now is the most intense moment for them, can even I feel it?"