When the battle ended, a vast shower of light descended.
It truly looked like light, sparkling as though guided by something as it automatically fell onto the more severely wounded survivors.
The luminous rain did not run down their skin. Instead, it went straight into their bodies.
Afterward, the wounded survivors felt much of their pain ease, and their wounds began to heal slowly.
Although they had not healed completely, they felt much better overall.
There were too many wounded. After casting it once, Mi Li picked up the Pearl to replenish her energy, then cast it again.
Although Mi Li was not good at attacking, no one could match her in healing and support.
The Great Prophet was utterly dumbfounded, muttering to himself like a madman.
"We should never have attacked the Dragon Nation. We should never have attacked the Dragon Nation."
Just a few people had completely turned the tide. Then there were those powerful zombies, who still helped the Dragon Nation even after becoming zombies.
What shocked the Great Prophet most was that Chen Luo, Sea Ji, and the others were far more powerful than he could ever have imagined.
Was this really power a person could wield?
Taking on a hundred thousand alone might have been a stretch, but soldiers were easy to find, while a great general was not. Their slaughter had thrown the Oilheads' entire formation into chaos and shattered their morale.
How ridiculous. He had previously thought Chen Luo was only level ten, just like him. Had he known, he would never have come.
Chen Luo set the Great Prophet down. By then, the Great Prophet was no different from an idiot.
Chen Luo smiled. "It's fine. Be more careful in your next life. Don't come to the Dragon Nation again."
The Great