Chapter 1340 Gretel, You Are so Bad as a Healer!

Advanced?

Gretel didn't feel that urgent.

It has only been about half a year since he last advanced. Even at his previous average speed, he has not yet reached the point where he can advance.

And to be honest, his foundation hasn’t been laid yet!

Seven-ring spell!

Seventh Ring Spell!

Even if you just memorize it by rote, a seventh-level spell cannot be memorized in a day or two! He still hasn't memorized half of the seventh-level spells!

Not to mention, there are still a large number of spells that need to be analyzed and refined!

For example, the Seventh Ring's [Regeneration Technique], as a healer, limb regeneration, organ regeneration, all kinds of regeneration, do you dare to say that you can't learn it? Do you dare to say that you can't use it?

If you can't use it, how can you have the dignity to be called the healer of Seven Rings?

Another example is the [Limited Wish Technique] that was used so miraculously in the hands of Elder Fahim. Elders can even use it to repair broken genes!

You know, that's genes!

Once he has mastered this spell, many of the things he wanted to do but couldn't do before will no longer be a problem!

As for the [Limited Wish Technique], if you want to use it safely and effectively, there are too many things that need to be learned and researched. The elders hadn't even allowed him to start studying...

If you want to learn these things, you need to complete a lot of prerequisite knowledge from the basic theory of magic, to the prophecy system, to the transformation system, to the plasticity system.

The list of books Elder Fahim gave him was one finger thick just from the table of contents. As for how high those books are stacked?

Gretel, Gretel hasn’t dared to carry it yet, so he doesn’t know...

So Gretel settled down, worked steadily, and advanced his research work bit by bit.

During the day, I crawled around on the training ground, and studied with the cubs, young elves, and researchers of the academy in the magic academy;

Before eight o'clock in the morning, or after four o'clock in the afternoon, squat at the entrance of the laboratory and take samples one by one.

Sampling, preparation, and putting into the microscope one by one. In view of the fact that there was a mobile tower spirit and an oak staff working together to make a desperate calculation, Gretel did not hesitate and opened four microscopes to use together...

There are so many magical beasts on Everjum Island!

There are so many elves!

Especially the cubs in the Magic Academy, from time to time, someone will advance! This before and after comparison must be done well!

And himself, as well as Archmage Baierbo, take note of it before advancing, it will definitely not be wrong!

And the one used to record information is his own tower spirit and his own oak staff. No matter what, it won’t be leaked!

Grete watched the image projected by the oak staff with great interest.

Well, human chromosomes and elves have 23 pairs of chromosomes. This is really a magical thing. No wonder humans and elves can have offspring.

As for which segment of the chromosome determines the difference between humans and elves, Gretel cannot yet draw a conclusion.

Alas, the sample is too small. There is only one human on Everlasting Island, the senior brother, a half-elf... Without wandering around the island, he has never met another half-elf...

It would be nice to have another group of people come...

Unfortunately, no second human has landed on the island yet. Gretel could only endure it and study slowly:

How do these golden lights, these extraordinary factors, and the extraordinary power of this world combine and echo?

Research comes and goes, but nothing comes to light. When Idian brought another batch of Warcraft over, he saw Gretel hitting his head on the experimental table, holding his head and wailing:

"ah--"

"What's the matter?"

Idian went over and tried to push him, but Cerira stared back, and could only stand at a distance and ask:

"Where are you stuck? Or do these monsters not meet your needs? Which one do you want? I'll help you find it!"

"It's not a problem with the type of Warcraft... it's a problem with my lack of ability..." Gretel almost rolled around and whined:

"I don't have a lot of relevant knowledge or magic... I have to make up a lot of lessons..."

"Otherwise, let's change our mood." Youdian directly dragged him:

"There has been a war in the Great Rift recently. Do you want to help with the treatment? There are always not enough people to treat it. Not enough people have learned your blood-replenishing spell..."

"Isn't that enough?" Gretel was surprised. "Okay, then I'll go take a look!"

Going to the battlefield this time is different from last time. Last time, Gretel was properly arranged in the treatment camp at the rear, and did not even see half of the enemy's shadow.

But this time, Bernard was charging on the battlefield, Apa was charging on the battlefield, Cerela and Idian were by his side, and Gretel became a lot more courageous.

He followed Udian's guidance and walked a little further from the treatment camp to the edge of the battlefield. Before he could stand still, he was wrapped around his waist by a branch and lifted into the branches and leaves...

"You're here!"

A strange, smiling voice greeted him friendly. Gretel looked around——

Uh, I didn't see anyone...

Looking carefully and hard, I found that among the dense leaves, there seemed to be a shadowy figure. Gretel summoned his magic vision and looked again, but still found nothing...

"Don't look, you can't find it like this." The leaves trembled for a while, and an elf poked his head out and smiled at Gretel, the tip of the long bow behind him sparkling:

"As long as we are here, the ancient trees will protect us. Speaking of which, are you the healer who invented the blood-replenishing magic? I can't learn that magic. Can you teach me?"

What's wrong with this?

Grete is willing to teach anyone any healing spells. As soon as he nodded, the longbow elf's expression changed:

"coming!"

In the large rift, a black mass of enemies has pressed forward, approaching from far away, like a raging ocean tide.

The prepared elves have already begun to attack. Pieces of magical light exploded in the enemy formation, the earth was deforming, the wind was howling, and the flames fell like meteors.

Gretel was counting silently in his mind: long-range attack... long-range attack... long-range attack... I don't know if long-range attack can stop the enemy. In the end, I have to engage in close combat...

Does my blood-replenishing magic have enough range?

My healing skills have always been fired from close range, and I have never considered long-range treatment!

Grete waited on the ancient tree for two hours before the close combat began. I looked at the battle line and stretched out my hand to try. Sure enough, I couldn't reach it...

Bernard had already rushed out roaring. Appa followed him, hitting him with his horns, kicking with his hooves, and hitting him with his body. There were stars around him, and healing light and lightning kept falling together.

More giant bears rushed out to form a defense line. Grete could clearly see the bears waving their paws and swatting away enemies while applying healing spells to their comrades...

Do the so-called healers go to the front line with the soldiers, fighting and saving people at the same time?

Gretel was silently ashamed. After waiting for another half an hour, a giant bear finally ran back carrying the wounded man. Gretel perked up and quickly threw the guardianship spell down——

Three or two light groups rushed to hit the wounded. Throw away the guardianship spell, and what comes back is a complete and healthy person...

I go!

Treatment can also be robbed!

As a healer, are my hands too slow…?