Sure enough, this action greatly won their goodwill.

The girl cried and said, "Thank you, thank you all, I don't know how to express it, it's as if the legendary Great Heavenly God has descended..."

The man kept slapping himself: "It hurts so much, I'm not dreaming, it hurts, this is not an illusion, my mind is not abnormally affected... God, tell me, all this is real, in this dark epoch, there are still new humans... wuwuwu, we are not extinct, we are not!"

Although they couldn't understand, everyone could perceive their emotions.

Even though they seemed somewhat ridiculous, no one mocked them.

Everyone from Trolian felt the same way; their reactions weren't much different when they first confirmed the existence of Saint Reel.

And they were saved in a time of crisis. Thinking from another perspective, if they were saved by someone from Fire King City in a moment of despair, they would probably also doubt whether all of this was real.

Jelaba softly asked, "What are they saying?"

Rod answered, "Like us, they can't believe it, doubting if it's all real."

Professor Bins and Professor Barrett simultaneously asked, "You can understand their language?"

Rod nodded and briefly summarized the Saint Reel language.

Professor Bins sighed, "It's truly hard to believe, more than a year ago, I was teaching you a language course, and you couldn't recognize all the common language. Now you've become a master of language beyond me."

Rod smiled and said, "Isn't it all thanks to your excellent teaching?"

This made Professor Bins very happy, and he began to organize the summary of the Saint Reel language so that most of the team could say a few sentences.

At this moment, the girl stopped her tears, wiped the tear marks from her face; her eyes were light green, her face slightly round, her features delicate, and her uniquely styled robe with strange curls paired with her golden hair made her appear very beautiful.

"Sorry, I lost my composure. I'm so happy to see other survivors outside of Saint Reel. We've been searching for eighteen hundred years in the dark, listening for eighteen hundred years, waiting for eighteen hundred years, never finding a firelight beyond us, never seeing life beyond us."

The man sighed lightly, with his cheeks red and swollen high.

"In these eighteen hundred years, this desolate world has shown us its suffocating solitude. Under this boundless darkness, we could only find monsters and pollution. We built high bell towers, but could only hear meaningless noise and completely chaotic Spiritual Power Waves. We drew them on paper, and the curves never repeated, like some abstract art, one end linked to an infinite past, the other to an infinite future. You can walk infinitely far forward and backward along it, but you'll never find home."

These words also dimmed Rod's heart, but he knew that it was mostly because of the Black Fog Wall's obstruction.

However, listening to their words, it seemed they did not know there was an ancient Divine City there.

Just as he was about to ask, Horus completed the inspection of the wounded at the fastest speed and said solemnly.

"They are all seriously injured, their souls eroded, with large corruption spreading, and their bodies infected by a specific curse. I can sense their life melting away, there's not much time left... We must perform soul surgery immediately, or it's over."

The girl, although she couldn't understand Horus's words, could also sense something from his solemn expression.

"Honorable Trolian envoy, may I ask what your Bright Light healing master is saying?"

She knew Horus's characteristic was "Bright Light," the translation of soul trait is so consistent... Rod put aside his distracting thoughts and repeated Horus's words.

The girl's and the man's faces visibly darkened.

"The blood pollution curse has already deeply penetrated their souls... Sorry, Lord Rod, please ask your healing master to stop, don't waste his precious strength..."

Rod blinked.

"If soul surgery is performed in time, there's still hope."

The man said sadly, "Soul surgery requires protective purification liquid, a special surgical table, and a specific environment. Only the Royal City has such an environment, there's no time... let their souls return to the Holy Fire."

The girl couldn't help but shed tears again.

Rod, however, smiled, and Horus's voice came to his ear: "Rod, take out the Holy Water Altar, the high-level surgical table, the Soul Crystal slab, the best soul scalpel, I'm going to save people."

"Don't worry."

Rod said calmly.

"One day, you will know the legendary place called the Black War God."

Horus said discontentedly, "Rod, what are you muttering about?"

"Archbishop, I'm just explaining your greatness to them. As Trolian's most powerful soul surgery expert, you can definitely save their companions."

Horus's face immediately improved, urging, "Hurry, saving lives is important."

"Rest assured, Archbishop."

Rod had never retrieved items from the Dream Realm at such a fast pace.

The Star Square was sparkling in golden light, divinity beckoning to him.

In just a moment, he assembled the Holy Water Altar, high-level surgical table, and other surgical instruments and handed the soul scalpel to Horus.

The girl and the man were stunned by the scene before them.

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