Chapter 283 Treatment

"Oh my god, am I going to die?"

Huai Shi opened her eyes from the severe pain and gasped violently.

Feeling indescribable thirst and pain, the holy mark seemed to be broken, the source of essence was lacking, the vision was dark, and then a translucent shadow floated from the side.

Like a shadow condensed from ashes, a pair of dimly gleaming eyes looked at him quietly with an expressionless face that almost made Huai Shi jump up from the ground in fright.

If only he could still dance.

Soon, the gray shadow dissipated, forming a dull face with red gloves, causing Huai Shi to gasp for a long time and choke violently.

"Why did you become like that?"

"What does it look like?"

Red Glove looked at him in confusion: "I haven't changed anything."

"Fart, you obviously..."

Before Huai Shi finished speaking, the red gloves in front of him changed again. This time, he finally discovered that it was not only the red gloves that had changed, but also himself.

After that inexplicable bronze mirror merged into his soul, his eyes seemed to have changed. When he concentrated, he could easily see through the appearance of things.

Reflect the essence.

It's just that after looking at it twice, the essence that he finally recovered a little was drained away by these two eyes.

And with just a quick glance, he saw his own cracked bones, as well as countless thin things that looked like bugs swimming around, like parasites, residing in his blood.

He lowered his head and saw his miserable half-body.

The left leg was slapped to the edge by the big rotten hand, and then broke into several pieces. There were countless scars on the body, and he almost died on the spot.

The most serious thing was the place where the maggots bitten the wound. Dark toxins were wrapped around the wound, and even my own poison resistance could not resolve it.

Through the translucent flesh, he could see dense parasites sprouting in the wound...

And the stigmata of its dim operation.

No matter how he looked, he looked like he was about to die.

If Red Gloves hadn't sensed that he was in danger, rushed in time, took over the injured White Horse, and provided emergency treatment, he might have left the scene in shock...

"suck."

Red Glove opened the backpack beside him, took out a handful of leaves and stuffed them into Huai Shi's hand.

It's not like Huaishi was hit hard by the Japanese witch embryo and almost gave it away. Red Gloves seems to have gained a lot. The basket on his back has been filled to the brim with all kinds of plants that Huaishi doesn't recognize, and even It was also filled with a lot of vitality, which surprised him.

Among them, there are about forty kinds of precious abyssal plants that are rich in vitality. The others are all types that Huaishi has never seen before. They are all pruned branches, leaves and fruits. Huaishi simply doesn't pay attention to them and just grabs one. After taking all the breath, I finally took a breath after eating more than half of the basket.

Next to it, there was already a boiling sound in the crucible that Red Glove found from somewhere.

"What is that?" Huai Shi asked.

"Tianzhu's butterfly incense, I found some tobacco leaves and spices there and tried to make some."

As Red Gloves spoke, he kept moving his hands, pouring the viscous gel in the small crucible into the simple filter. In the end, it remained in the filter and soon formed a gray powder.

The powder is mixed into the dried and chopped tobacco leaves, and after mixing evenly, the juice extracted from the border plants is poured in, mixed, and roughly shaped into a pointed cone with your hands.

One piece of incense is ready.

This is the scope of the application of spices in botany in alchemy, and is not within the scope of metal science that Huai Shi specializes in. But he could also see that the tools were too rough and the techniques were not very clever. After wasting a lot of materials, the effect of the medicine might not be very good.

But it's enough.

Metal mends the body, incense heals the soul.

Silver blood medicine can heal wounds, and the incense produced in this alchemy is mostly used to restore the essence. Unfortunately, except for a small amount of thousand-year-old incense, most incense cannot produce the essence out of thin air and can only be stimulated. Soul and forcibly produce sefirah.

It's like using adrenaline to get rid of sleepiness. Using too much is harmful and useless.

But the situation is critical, so we have to make do.

The pale alchemical fire emerged from Huai Shi's fingertips and landed on the top of the pagoda incense. In an instant, the white fire burned crazily. After engulfing the entire pagoda incense, it completely burned them until they could no longer be used. of dust.

What replaced it was a wisp of refined sky-blue smoke that sank into the tip of Huai Shi's nose. His face became visibly rosy, and a large amount of source material emerged from his empty soul, dispelling the drowsiness.

After a rough estimate, more than half of my blue bar was filled, and then the upper limit was deducted a little.

However, the essence of Huaishi has more than three times the advantage compared to the same level. When it comes to urgency, it is not a big deal if it is less. The worst thing is to meditate a few times and practice for a period of time after returning, and it will make up for it.

Finally crawling back from the edge of sudden death at any time, Huai Shi took a breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Parasites must be removed."

This is the real concern.

He thought for a moment, pulled out the sacrificial knife and the sword of virtue, and handed it to Red Gloves: "I will command, you will be the one to do the knife... A small hammer will pick out the seams, and a sledgehammer will do it. Is there any problem?"

Red Glove silently took the knife and sword, waiting for his command.

Sometimes Huaishi would suspect that Red Glove was still alive. After being given memories, the changes in the ghosts of the legion were completely different, as agile as the rebirth of the dead.

But when a person dies, he is dead, and there is no possibility of resurrection.

What was in front of him was just a sacred mark that carried the record of the deceased. At best, it was like a movable tombstone.

This is just the result of the fusion of the most basic record fragments and the stigmata. If the kingdom of heaven still existed back then, and the effect formed after combining with the high-level stigmata... I'm afraid it would really be the same as the resurrection of the dead, right?

Because of this, he was able to realize more and more that the fall of the Kingdom of Heaven was not without reason.

Who wants to die and become someone else’s puppet?

This is even more objectionable than a necromancer playing with corpses.

I am afraid that this is not the only evil that the group of psychotic creators in the Utopia did back then. I am afraid that the foreshadowing of future divisions and collective solidification may have been laid long ago.

Thinking of this, Huai Shi couldn't help but sigh and heard the thunder behind the dark clouds in the sky.

Gods fight.

But no matter who wins or loses between the Eastern Xia pedigree and the Yingzhou pedigree, it has nothing to do with being a little transparent like me... Even so, in the end, it is probably the Yingzhou pedigree that will lose money, right?

Regardless of the size of the pedigree, the result will be known just by looking at the degree of internal unity.

Until now, he still doesn't understand how useless the Yingzhou pedigree is, so that they can fight among themselves so fiercely?

Even if the public and military families have been fighting for thousands of years, no matter how they have the tradition of subduing the superiors and fighting within each other, can they still not be able to transfer the contradictions to the outside world under such strong external pressure? Now even the fifth-level stigmata can be harvested by the Eastern Xia lineage...

Just kidding, that’s the fifth-level holy mark!

Unlike the low-level stigmata that can be created in batches through alchemy and bought with money, it is a miracle that is above the fourth level and truly dominates the world!

Walking nuclear weapons require notification when entering and exiting the country. Just approaching the national border will attract the attention of the Astronomical Society as a humanoid destruction seeder.

Demigod on earth!

How many fifth levels are there in Yingzhou? one? two?

Even if they are all idiots, there is no need to be so stupid, right?

What are you thinking about?

But what does this have to do with me, a twenty-five-year-old boy in the Astronomical Society?

Just as his mind was full of uncertainty, Huai Shi had already pointed out several parasites that had begun to eat his stigmata with the help of the clairvoyance device he had just acquired.

The red glove drew the sword and cut it down. The sword of virtue accurately poked a wound. Then the incomplete sword blade was picked up, and a worm was pulled out.

Once the parasite that looked like an earthworm was pulled out, it let out a scream, but was immediately cut down with a sacrificial knife, sucking the blood and shriveling into ashes.

Even if it is entangled in the bone and cannot be pulled out, after the sword blade opens the opening, the sacrificial knife directly penetrates it, sucking out Huai Shi's blood and energy, and the insects are directly drained.

The moment he lost his life, he was digested by the mountain ghost's stigmata.

After receiving the help of the surgery, the difficult-to-operate Stigma instantly became smoother, and the inextricable source matter immediately separated from the body and began to strangle foreign objects. After continuous transformation, the source matter was given the power of the parasitic vine. The trait directly counter-parasitized the parasite. In the end, Huai Shi couldn't tell who was more ruthless and who was more evil.

Red Gloves moved quickly. Within a few minutes, all the old wounds were gone. The numbness gradually faded away, replaced by waves of pain from tearing flesh and blood.

This is a trivial matter.

First set the bone, then apply the silver blood potion to seal the wound, and finally activate the mountain ghost to hug a tree and suck wildly, and that's it.

The empty health bar recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As for the toxins entangled in the body, Huai Shi thought about it for a moment, then simply took out the gun of compassion and stabbed twice at the place where the toxins were infected. After the Qingguanlong's decay poison degraded most of the poison and forced it to expire, the rest was within the scope of Huaishi's treatment.

As for the Green Crown Dragon's poison, he had the crow's antidote, so it didn't bother him.

After fighting fire with fire, Huai Shi basically recovered from his weak state.

That's the good thing about Mountain Ghost. It's very stubborn. Basically, as long as you don't die on the spot, you can always pull it back.

After he recovered a little, Huaishi's desire to die began to stir again. After hesitating, he thought about it and said to Red Glove: "Stab me."

Without saying a word, Red Glove raised the sacrificial knife and stabbed Huai Shi in the heart.

The speed of the movements and the fierceness of the attack were simply outrageous.