On the narrow coast of the southern plateau, Marlinni is using druids to remove parasites from pig patients.

Suddenly, she was restless, as if she had lost something important, and her heart was empty.

She stood up and looked into the distance, "Beast, what's wrong with you? You have defeated the Bemon beast. Who can kill you in this world?"

...

Diana and the others cut open the brainworm's body, took Dillon out, and carried him onto a relatively flat ground.

After checking Diana's face looked ugly and even lost her mind for a while.

She looked up at the ancient tree of life. "He... had no heartbeat."

"Diron is dead."

The ancient tree of life was also silent for a while. If Dillon died, it would bring indelible dark clouds to this victory.

If he dies, war is almost inevitable.

Those two thousand orc cavalry alone would not recognize Dillon's death here.

The mount wolf of Dilon slowly walked over, lowered his head, put his nose on Dilon's body and sniffed it, as if its owner was just sleeping. Seeing that Dilon had not woken up, the wolf shook his tail, stood on Dilon's chest, and stuck out his tongue and licked Dilon's face.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

The wolf seemed to realize something, and it made a sob of sobs, which would be moved when it smelled.

It was still licking Dillon's face.

Diana couldn't help but feel distressed, poor wolf, your master is dead, and a great chief of a generation is just an ordinary corpse after his death. Even if you lick your master a thousand times or ten thousand times, he would not wake up.

She stretched out her hand and wanted to touch the wolf's head and comfort the wolf. Who knew that the wolf turned around and bit Diana with her mouth.

"You!" Diana quickly withdrew her hand and was not bitten by the wolf.

The wolf guarded Dillon's body, lowered his body, grinned his teeth, raised his tail, and let out a threatening roar.

Diana understood in the hostile eyes of the wolf.

It is the chief's mount. When its owner dies, it is not ready to live alone. If the owner dies in battle, how can it survive alone and lose its face?

It will not accept the kindness of anyone else, its owner has died, and its world has collapsed.

This wolf no longer needs anyone's kindness.

Diana pursed her lips and said solemnly: "Your master died in battle for God the Father."

“At the last moment of his life, he did fulfill his duty as a chief and defended the faith of God the Father.”

"I absolutely do not allow a great and noble soul to disappear into the loess like this."

"Belicre, I already understand the purpose of your visit."

The ancient tree of life makes a sound from ancient times. "Dianna, Dillon is the key to bringing the relationship between elves and orcs into a new chapter. Please use the privileges and resurrection technique given to you by God the Father!"

"Resurrect him."

Diana thought for a while, and she looked at the ancient tree of life. "Actually, I'm still hesitating. I'm not sure if this will anger God the Father."

"Because, the dead, the natural law of heaven and earth, is a necessary process for the development of all things. People will die in every place. Diron will die today, and we will die one day in the future. Therefore, I never dare to use this spell without authorization."

"After all, it destroys the laws of nature."

The Ancient Tree of Life says: "Dianna, God the Father gave you the resurrection technique to use it at certain moments, otherwise why would He not give you other spells? I know that your resurrection technique has harsh conditions for the resurrection."

"You need the dead man's body to be kept intact, followed by the death time cannot exceed half a day, and then using this spell requires huge life energy."

"Just right, I can satisfy you all three conditions."

"This also shows that God the Father allows us to use the technique of resurrection to resurrect Dillon."

Bellikri looked at Dilon's body, and the roots of the ancient tree of life spread over and forced the wolf guarding Dilon's body to retreat. The roots covered Dilon's body, and the green natural spell glory appeared.

“Life gives.”

All the life energy absorbed from the No. 2 brainworm, using [Return of Life], was injected into Dilon's corpse in turn.

The wound on Dillon's body healed quickly and the toxins in his body were also removed.

Soon, all Dilon's body recovered, and even his heart began to be beating. Except for not opening his eyes, he looked like a living person.

"No soul." Bellikri, who remained in the ancient tree of life, swept over Dillon. "Dianna, Dillon has died after all. Even if I restore his body and let him possess all the physiological characteristics of a living person, he is still dead."

"I have injected enough life energy into his body, which is enough for you to use the resurrection technique."

"Sacrifice, please use the resurrection technique on this devout and brave soul. His noble soul is no less than any elf."

Diana nodded after careful consideration.

She asked the elves to wash away the filth from Dilon's body surface, and surrounded them with beautiful laurel flowers and placed them beside Dilon.

After praying to God the Father.

She used the high-quality magic technique [Resurrection Technique under Moonlight].

The world began to flow, the sun and the moon were like shuttles, and the white clouds and dogs were already in the morning. At this moment, the moon in the sky actually replaced the sun, and the world changed from daytime to night.

The bright moonlight showered on Dilon's body, and Dilon's body was covered with a faint white light.

"God, please let the soul of this devout believer return to his flesh, let the law of death be broken for you, let the passage of time be reversed, let the peaks turn into soil, and the desert turn into sea."

"The Spirit of Creation!"

Diana knelt on the ground, clasped her fists, and suddenly raised her head. The hazy light blue moonlight enveloped her, making her as noble and holy as a goddess.

All the moonlight shrouded Dilon's body.

As the ceremony was about to end, Dillon's eyelids moved.

Bellicille, Diana, and the other elves all watched all this with joy.

The ceremony ends, the moon disappears, and the sun reappears.

Every elves was frightened, and the magic was so magical.

Magic is already magical enough, but magic can break the laws of reality.

Divine art is a miracle of weakness.

God shared his miracle with the sacrifice, and this lucky elf is Diana.

If Diana had gone directly to find the World Tree herself, then the current location of Pericre should have been hers.

Unfortunately, she went to find Bellicille first, and then the authority was transferred to Bellicille who took the initiative to find the World Tree.
Chapter completed!