After treating the last batch of lightly wounded soldiers, Lin Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead.
His face was a little pale.
Kael handed him several Magic Crystals.
"Absorb these to restore your magic power."
Elder Muyu also took out a few blue fruits.
"Eat these. You'll recover faster."
Lin Mo accepted them, thanked him, and popped them into his mouth.
The fruit melted in his mouth, and a cool sensation flowed through his body, easing much of his fatigue.
He turned to the guard.
"Have the troops assembled?"
The guard stood at attention.
"They're still assembling. They should be about ready by the time we get there."
He paused, then added,
"General Long divided the troops into two batches for treatment. Those with duties to attend to will wait for the first batch to relieve them."
Lin Mo nodded.
"That arrangement does make more sense. I overlooked that. Lead the way."
The guard saluted, then turned and walked ahead.
Lin Mo followed, with Kael, Elder Muyu, Thorin, Grom, and the others joining him.
The group crossed the battlefield, strewn with craters and wreckage, and headed toward the center of the Expeditionary Force's position.
At the center of the Expeditionary Force's position, a vast open space had been hastily cleared.
Tens of thousands of soldiers who had finished fighting assembled by battalion, standing in a dense, silent mass.
The air was thick with the acrid mixture of gunsmoke, blood, and ozone.
Lin Mo, Kael, and several healing mages of the Holy Human Race stood before the ranks.
As Lin Mo raised his hand, vast waves of holy light surged out, blanketing the entire assembly area.
Warm light enveloped every soldier.
"Ah, that's better. I kept feeling sick and wanting to throw up earlier. Now I'm warm all over." A