Dialogue with a True God, the Heroic Spirit Legion Descends

"Second, the deceased must have been dead for no more than two days. If too much time has passed, the soul will go to the Underworld. Finally, to resurrect the dead, the ritual must be conducted at the place where they died. After death, a person's soul will linger where it was, unless someone has the ability to collect it."

"Only when all three conditions are met can the Great Resurrection Technique be successfully cast with precious Water of Life and Sacred Essence, provided My Lord permits it. It will restore the body, return the soul to its proper place, and bring the deceased back to the world of the living."

"S-So that's how it is... Thank you, Divine Envoy, for clearing up our doubts..."

Da Shan opened his mouth and forced out a bitter smile, but his mood instantly sank.

The other natives wore much the same expression, utterly dispirited.

Having just gained the slightest sliver of hope, only to immediately plunge back into the depths of despair, truly felt terrible.

But what could they do?

Bringing the dead back to life had always been something found only in legends.

Besides, this Divine Envoy had just saved them. They could not ask for too much.

Instead, Afan asked, "What? Don't you want to try resurrecting your companions? My Lord is quite benevolent and generous. You can try praying. What if My Lord happens to be free and agrees?"

"Th-This... wouldn't that be inappropriate?" Da Shan was somewhat dumbfounded.

In the tribe's legends, weren't gods always mysterious, unwilling to be disturbed, and mercurial in temperament, frequently handing down punishments?

"What's inappropriate about it? Praying is basically like making a wish. Don't you normally make wishes?" Afan asked in confusion. "It means the same thing. You're just replacing some illusory wish-granting