Bab 445: 344. Hulus loses his temper: My Magic Potion could never possibly go wrong.

"Group Healing!"

Lin Da raised his longsword, forming a verdant green magic circle.

Under the influence of the healing art, the skeleton soldiers twisted in agony as if scorched by fierce flames.

Their bones dropped one by one, gradually turning to ash and vanishing.

This was already uncountably the nth time Lin Da had used "Group Healing."

It was useful, indeed.

But not extremely so.

It was like using a spoon to remove a chunk of water from a basin.

There was an effect, yet it was not significant.

Skeleton soldiers filled the cave almost to bursting.

The rustling sound of their bones grinding together merged into a continuous and relentless downpour.

Lin Da created a gap with Group Healing, but it was filled in the blink of an eye.

Hulus's summoning of skeleton soldiers was like a long-overdue bowel movement—only after squatting did one realize it was going to be a torrential flow.