The more devout believers tended to have reasons for needing devotion, and the most common of those reasons was injury.
Among the ten devout believers, four were barbarian Professionals who had suffered severe injuries. They had yet to recover, and perhaps would never be able to fight again.
Of the six ordinary devout believers, three suffered from serious illnesses that inflicted profound physical pain.
The remaining three were devout simply because of their faith. They had accepted the faith of the God of War from childhood, and it had now become the most important part of their lives.
The four severely injured barbarian Professionals felt a strange power within the golden light on their bodies, repairing them. The restoration brought their bodies, which had been completely ruined by battle, back to life, like parched earth nourished by a light rain.
Among the six ordinary devout believers, the three patients' complexions became rosy, and their illnesses receded within the golden light. Although the other three devout believers had no serious physical problems, the minor ailments caused by their diets and labor also vanished completely.
"My body is completely healed!" one of the three devout barbarian Professionals shouted excitedly.
He had originally lost the ability to fight. Although he possessed the level of a barbarian Professional, that had left him nothing more than a cripple.
Now, the severe injuries that had been confirmed incurable had completely left him. He had become a barbarian Professional again—a healthy barbarian Professional, healthier than he had ever been.
Another barbarian Professional bathed in golden light threw away the cane in his hand and stood up from the ground in disbelief.
"This is the Divine Grace bestowed by the great God of War!" Elder Brey shouted, pointing his long scepter at the ten barbarians bathed in golden