I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Chapter 504: The Source of Fear of the Schizophrenic Goddess

When Ivan's soul finally returned to his body in the main material plane, Xiling had already woken up one step ahead of him.

But the short half-elf didn't pretend to sleep this time.

She stared with her big, blinking eyes, curiously watching Ivan, whose body had begun to fester, recovering little by little.

In the blink of an eye, the handsome-faced pervert who made her feel a little disgusted but also a little bit want to get close to him, returned to his original appearance.

But her sister is still here, so it is impossible for Xiao Lian to do anything extreme.

She stared at Ivan in a somewhat uncharacteristic way, and after a long time she mumbled something from her little mouth.

"Sister, brother-in-law, welcome back..."

But perhaps the voice was too soft, and the gods gathering around him immediately distracted Alvin's attention.

She didn't know whether her brother-in-law heard her greeting.

As for Xiling, although her eyes were all on Ivan, her long and pointed elf ears twitched twice imperceptibly.

The elven gods who gathered around did not want to see the resurrected Ivan, but some wounded in previous battles who needed Ivan's treatment.

"Sir Ivan, although we have gained new power from you, we have no way to heal the body of the god after being suppressed by the plane..."

An elf goddess said timidly.

Whether it was her respectful appearance or the way her body kept shrinking back, Alvin was completely confused.

What did I do? Why did this elf goddess act like a mouse seeing a cat when she saw me...

Not only her, even the schizophrenic goddess with flapping wings, Angelisa, looked at her with evasive eyes.

Alvin was surrounded by this group of elves and gods and walked towards where the patients lived.

On the way, he poked Angelice's shoulder inconspicuously, intending to ask her in a low voice what was going on.

As a result, the schizophrenic goddess flapped her wings and jumped high up, crying out in a tearful voice.

“Shahani! Adri!

I'm sorry! Woo woo woo...

I still couldn't keep our chastity...

I was touched by a pervert... wuwu...we are going to give birth to little half-elves like Elise..."

Ivan found it a little unbelievable.

He looked at the finger he had used to poke Angelice in the back with a puzzled look on his face.

"No... it's just one finger, is it necessary to have such a big reaction..."

As a result, Angelis, who was already twenty feet above the ground, cried even louder.

"Oh my God! He is indeed dangerous!

Rillifane is right, this pervert can make a woman pregnant with just a look or a finger..."

The corners of Ivan's mouth began to twitch uncontrollably.

With a look of grief and indignation on his face, he looked around for the old skeleton.

But after searching for a long time, I still couldn't find the mysophobic skeleton in a white robe.

There was only a tall and thin elf that he had never seen before, looking at him with a mean look on his face.

"Who is that? Why do I feel a little familiar with him? But I'm sure I've never seen that high elf before..."

Alvin had no choice but to seek help from the half-elf lady beside him.

Xiling looked in the direction of Ivan's finger, and when she saw the tall and thin elf dressed in fancy clothes, she looked away with disdain.

"That's Rillifane, the Lord of the Forest. He hasn't done anything serious recently and has been spreading rumors all day long..."

"Ah ha? The old skeleton has gained flesh?"

There was an expression of surprise on Alvin's face, but it was fleeting.

Immediately, he thought of something and a dangerous curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the disappointing shouts came from overhead again.

"Oh my god! He smiled! His mouth twisted! He must be full of evil thoughts now!

Help! Is there anyone who can save me?

He must be coming for me!"

After saying this, Angris in mid-air spun and flew away into the distance like a large fly that was hit on the head.

In the battle on the Miral River, the luckiest people were the Gis people.

The elven gods and druids who obtain new spells can quickly recover from their injuries.

Even some old injuries left over from the Astral Era could be healed by those magical spells.

The treatment process is…it’s hard to describe in words.

But the Elf God was not so lucky.

Even though they are now suppressed by the plane and cannot even defeat the Gis people, their bodies have not been synchronized into mortal creatures.

Only spells with divine power can have an effect on their wounds.

Where would the elven gods, whose divine power reserves are limited, get so many divine powers and spells?

Therefore, most of the injured elves are now concentrated in the high tower area, waiting for their companions to squeeze out some divine power to treat them.

When Alvin walked into the side hall surrounded by the elf gods, several sharp-eyed patients immediately saw hope.

They had witnessed the effects of the Alvin version of the spell with their own eyes, and even many of the gods had cast it with their own hands.

If it was Alvin who took action, the broken bones and arms on his body might be able to grow back in an instant.

Alvin did exactly that.

He seemed to have turned into a spellcasting machine. Every time he passed a bed, he would cast the most powerful [Heal Moderate Injuries] he had mastered.

If one shot isn't enough, shoot a few more.

Suddenly, shouting that made people blush continued in the side hall.

Angelis, who was hovering in the distance and not daring to approach, was trembling with fear.

She watched helplessly as the "perverted Ivan" "defiled" her companions one by one, and those companions showed expressions of pain and joy on their faces...

Really...really too shameless...

In less than a quarter of an hour, most of the injured elven gods recovered.

But Ivan stopped in front of the last bed.

A human priest whose movements were already somewhat mechanical was casting healing spells over and over again;

However, the person on the hospital bed showed no sign of improvement.

“This is… Xiuman?

What happened? What on earth happened! "

Ivan grabbed Nordman who was about to continue casting a spell, and his tone became somewhat unfriendly.

But when she saw Nordman's lifeless face, her anger suddenly disappeared.

"what's going on……"

Ivan asked again in a calm tone.

Nordman stopped what he was doing and looked at Ivan with a dull expression.

"We encountered the third knight... my sister, Qina Radiance."

"Qina...she also turned into one of those monsters infused with divine power..."

"She beat up Xiuman... and crushed Revo's head in front of me..."