Chapter 1257 Want Little Gretel’s Spell? What Do You Give in Exchange? (Push up 10,000 Words and Add Update 23)

Grete presided over the treatment with all his strength.

Elder Fahim's eyes were full of smiles, and he continued to treat the injured in accordance with Gretel's instructions.

Behind the elder, the younger generation of elves, those in the healing field, came out one after another to help Gretel. Straightens broken bones, draws tendons, and heals muscles and bones.

Later, the elves who came off the alchemy ship, although they were busy arranging prisoners of war, sorting out harvests, and packing the luggage brought from the ship, could not help but look back at the grass:

It is very rare for a genius healer to show off his unique skills! If you can see more, see more; if you can learn more, learn more!

Not only were the young elves watching, but so were the elders. Over the grassland, at the edge of the forest, a golden eagle with wings like gold has circled for the third time...

"Girard! You old guy! What are you doing hanging in the sky!"

Elder Masrei suddenly raised his head and shouted. The next moment, the golden eagle let out a loud cry, folded its wings, and rushed down at the speed of light. Falling to the ground, he transformed into a tall middle-aged man.

"Teacher, you are back!"

Gilat Amastasia strode forward and saluted respectfully to the oldest elder, Kallen, with a slight tremor in his voice. This time when I went to the Elf Secret Realm, many legendary elders took the initiative to ask for help, but no one could compete with Elder Kallen——

Teacher, with the mentality of burying himself in a secret realm, he traveled across the ocean to pursue the glimmer of possibility.

But now, the teacher can return safely, and the two old friends can also return safely. This is really great...

He shook hands with Elder Masrei and Elder Melinsela one by one, hugged each other, and touched each other's cheeks intimately. Finally, he walked to Elder Fahim, condensed a ball of water for him to rinse his hands, and said quietly:

"Is this the child? The girl from the Gem Flower family, the son of little Eluni?"

"Shhh."

Elder Fahim made a sound of breath at him, still staring at the field, staring intently. Elder Gilat stopped talking and stared at the busy group of people on the grass, counting silently in his mind:

"The seventh [Treat minor injuries], the eighth [Treat minor injuries], the ninth...the fourth [Treat moderate injuries]...the second [Treat serious injuries]..."

The more he looked, the higher his eyebrows rose. He clucked his tongue, and finally slapped Elder Fahim on the shoulder:

"Old man, where did you find such a treasure?"

"Did you see it?"

Elder Fahim raised his eyebrows and smiled very proudly. Hey, no matter whether Little Grete is a child of the Gem Flower Family or not, no matter whether he has another teacher in the human world——

Here with the elves, I am his teacher in the use of natural power! I'm the!

"Of course! This little guy... this skill is not easy!" Elder Gilat said with a solemn expression:

"You can't help but see that this hand can bring back at least twice as many soldiers on the battlefield!"

Full site inspection!

Mark the seriously injured patient!

Mark the injured area!

Automatically guided therapy to heal blood vessels...

Then, whether you do the treatment yourself or call in a low-level healer, you will have the freedom to proceed calmly. This little guy’s method can direct every bit of healing power to where it’s needed most——

In contrast, when they had few healers and many wounded, they would often throw out two or three [Group Rejuvenation Techniques], [Group Medical Techniques] or [Group Medical Treatment Techniques] in one breath, and then waste at least half of them. Healing power!

"Hey, old guy, you can't hide such a good idea." Elder Gilat held Elder Fahim's shoulder and shook it hard twice:

"You must teach me this method! Teach it to all the elders! All high-level healers! And all ancient trees! - I just looked carefully. The little guy's oak staff can also cast spells, right? ?”

"I can't make the decision." Elder Fahim simply spread his hands. Before Elder Gilat could spit, he continued in one breath:

"Do you think I created this spell? If I teach you, I can give it to you?"

"Is not it?!"

Elder Gilat stared at his old friend in surprise, looking up and down. He looked back and forth several times before looking back at Gretel. With a wave of his hand, a wind barrier surrounded the two of them, but he still lowered his voice:

"Is it this little guy? - He has just entered the high-level threshold! Not to mention creating such high-level spells, he has just started to treat moderate injuries in groups and group rejuvenation skills, and he may not be proficient at it! "

"That's him." Elder Fahim nodded with a smile, admiring the buzzing question mark above his old friend's forehead, and then slowly said after a long time:

"Don't look at the weak fluctuations of this spell. It is a batch of healing spells - and it is a combination of the little guy's own healing spells. It won't work without any one of them. I am also slowly learning these self-created spells. , some of them still don’t understand it.”

Seeing Elder Gilat standing frozen on the spot, his eyes and mouth slowly turning into three "O" shapes, Elder Fahim was satisfied and patted him on the shoulder gently:

"In short, if you want to learn this spell, you should talk to the little guy yourself. - By the way, it's best not to mention your family origin, your Xinghua family...sigh..."

"What's wrong?"

"That's little Eluni's cousin! Little Eluni struggled out of the tree and asked him to visit the child, but this boy Fanu... alas..."

Gilat Amastasia was stunned. After listening to Elder Fahim's explanation of the cause and effect, a mouthful of blood was choked in my throat. I couldn't swallow it or vomit it out.

He glanced around and saw Fanu Amastasia cowering at the back of the team. He strode over and slapped him on the forehead, knocking him down on the spot:

"You kid! Why are you so unreliable in your work?"

"Grandpa Six! I know I was wrong!...Stop fighting!"

Gretel watched the interaction between the legendary elders, but did not put too much energy into it. He directed the elf healers to treat all the injured at the scene and checked them one by one.

After his own meditation core and oak staff had both been scanned, and he was sure that all the injured had been healed, he pulled out the oak staff, shrunk it and stuffed it into his pocket. Then, before even saying hello, Serila, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed over:

"Grete! Grete! How do you want to eat that ghost snail?"

Gretel: "..."

He looked at the bright smiling face of the silver dragon girl, looked at the lobster soldiers carrying seaweed nets not far behind her, and then looked at the gorgeous sunset in the sky. His forehead slowly, slowly , a round drop of sweat rolled down.

"...Serila, do you want to eat that stuff tonight? Why don't we continue on our way?"

Cerila's expectant smile dimmed instantly. Seeing this situation, Elder Melinsela coughed and stepped forward slowly:

"Ah, let's take a rest here today. - Sasilia also needs to take a good rest, and the prisoners captured must also be handed over. Besides, the soldiers here fought a hard battle, what's the reward? Let’s not talk about it, you have to take some good supplements?”

"Eat delicious food! Eat delicious food!"

Serila cheered. Behind him, the barbarian Bernard had strode forward, removed the big bone stick from his shoulder, and drew a giant machete in his hand:

"Miss Serira, tell me, what are you going to eat tonight?"

I chop what I eat!

I eat whatever I eat!

I bake whatever I eat!

Miss Serira, as long as you say something, your target will be where my blade is headed!

The ghost snail that Serira caught was five to six meters tall, as big as a house. The shell of the snail is thick and hard, and the horns the size of fists are overlapped on the shell, which is not easy to mess with;

At the opening at the end of the shell, there is a white carapace the size of a water tank, wrapping six light yellow arms and legs. Each arm and foot is as thick as an arm and a leg, more than one meter long. The thick skin on the outside is rough and tough, and it can be peeled off to look like armor——

At this moment, the ghost snail was lying wilted in the center of the seaweed net, looking like it was finished. However, as Bernard strode forward with a machete in hand, one of his arms and legs suddenly swung out, ejecting a shadow more than two meters long!

"Qiang!"

Bernard swung his machete in his busy schedule and struck down with all his strength. The blade touched the wrist and foot, making a loud sound of metal and iron. Bernard leaned back and his feet sank more than two feet into the ground, almost to his knees.

"Boss, this ghost snail..."

Grete silently opened her mouth. Serira, this thing you grabbed from the sea and asked to eat seems to be a high-level monster!

Bernard looks like he can't handle it. Can you handle it?

"Bernard get out of the way! Look at me!"

Serila stood up eagerly. Wave vigorously and forcefully to let everyone around you disperse. Then, Miss Cerela turned into a silver dragon on the spot, roared angrily, and spurted out a mouthful of frost-white dragon breath.

All I saw was click, click, click, click, the ghost snail was frozen in place, its six arms and legs unable to retract. But before it could be completely retracted, a thick layer of ice had condensed on the arms and legs, freezing directly outside the shell.

Then, the silver dragon took a running start, stepped forward, raised its claws high, and struck down with all its strength——

"Ouch!"

"It's stuck...Gretel, come here and help!"

Gretel stood far away, shaking his head and sighing. This ghost claw snail is frozen, but it is not dead. If you hit it, it will definitely resist...

Among shellfish, the arms and legs outside the shell are the toughest!

"Cerela! You turned into a human form! You can pull it out when you turn back into a human form!"

Cerela said "Ah yo", and with a flash of silver light, she transformed back into her elf form on the spot. He took a few steps back, his face flushed with anger:

"Bad guy! I can't cut it, I'll smash it to death! - Gretel, wait a minute, I'll find a bigger rock!"

Gretel: "..."

Are you going to transform into a silver dragon form, grab the ghost claw snail high in the air, and then drop it to death?

do not! The carapace of such a high-level monster is very hard. How many times will you drop it?

If there is a problem with the high-altitude drop and the snail is not killed, it will hit an elf or something first... Even if it doesn't hit people, it will hit other people's houses and flowers and plants, which is not good!

With a big label of "destroying nature" stuck on your forehead, you are being ignored everywhere on Yongju Island. I am not happy to see you!

"Serila, wait a minute... I want to think about how I can help you kill it and eat its meat... Elder, is the meat of this ghost claw snail edible?"

"It's a prisoner. You can eat it if you want, or exchange it with the Sea Tribe." Elder Fahim looked at them with a smile. Hearing Grete's voice and asked, he walked over slowly:

"But if you want to eat it, you have to think of a way on your own. I won't kill it for you~~~"

"Okay! We'll do it ourselves!"

Gretel is gearing up. Elder Fahim stepped aside and was immediately grabbed by Elder Gilat:

"That little silver dragon girl...is the little guy's sweetheart? You say, can I give you a set of legendary jewelry and exchange this spell with the little guy?"

"Or get another weapon for his barbarian followers? Another set of armor?"

****

Please subscribe, ask for monthly tickets, ask for recommendation votes, ask for book reviews, ask for all kinds of...

Read the second chapter of the 10,000-word update above. There is another chapter today!

It has reached the first place in the fantasy best-selling list, but it is still ranked 12th in the fantasy monthly ticket list. The cat is crying... please give me a monthly ticket!

beg!

moon!

ticket!