The treatment process was very simple. When the card touched an injured body, it automatically released the energy within it and began repairing the damage.
From severe injuries to light injuries, and finally to complete recovery.
The entire medical room was shrouded in starlight, mysterious beyond compare. It looked as though Su Mo was performing some ritual with a special ability.
In reality, as the caster, Su Mo still had plenty of leisure to observe everyone outside from the corner of his eye.
"Sure enough, strength never lies."
"No matter how much others refuse to believe this face of mine, once they see this ability, they'll automatically match me to the identity!"
After sweeping his gaze around, Su Mo was rather pleased.
The results of this round of treatment were actually even more exaggerated than he had expected.
There was no need to mention the warriors. Their previously scattered morale had almost instantly returned to its peak, and was even more intimidating than before.
The captives' eyes had also changed from dejection and doubt to longing, fervor, and faint delight.
Even Second Sister wore a complicated expression, as though she had no idea what to think.
Bringing the dead back to life and restoring flesh to bones might not count as an immortal's greatest miracle, but it was still beyond the capabilities of modern technological medicine.
This ability was proof far more direct than simply showing his face.
Su Mo completely believed that even if he presented no more evidence, these captives would be convinced by this single display.
In an instant.
As the Starry Sky slowly faded and the last severely wounded warrior fully recovered.
Su Mo nodded slightly. He raised his hand, discreetly tucked the card into his chest, and then checked the remaining percentage of energy in