Chapter 1341 Is It Feasible to Use Magic to Replenish Fluids?

The front lines were filled with white blades and flesh and blood flying everywhere.

The enemies, who were all black and gray, with ugly and blurred faces, were strangled together with the elves that turned into giant bears, the elves in armor, and the squat ancient trees.

Bernard was wearing heavy armor and was on the front line of the attack, swinging the big bone stick in his hand. Blood would burst out from time to time on the barbarians, but there would always be a glimmering healing spell that fell in time.

From time to time, a phantom appeared on the big bone stick, roaring, swallowing an enemy in one bite, and biting with all his strength...

I don’t know how the elves strengthened his bone club. All in all, it was much stronger than the version Gretel had seen before. Moreover, judging from the intensity of his attacks, it seems that he is also much stronger?

Should, maybe, maybe, you can advance to the next level soon, right?

Grete was happy for Bernard, but worried about the soldiers on the battlefield. In this kind of evenly matched battle, what I fear the most is that a powerful enemy suddenly appears...

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden roar from the opposite front, and a guy over three people tall with iron chains on his body stood up and waved the chains casually.

At the end of the iron chain, an iron ball with a diameter of more than half a foot and covered with spikes was tied, extending several meters away, and in an instant, it swept through most of the circle.

The elves stumbled and kept retreating. Bernard was so big that he couldn't dodge for a moment. He quickly retracted the big bone club, but he still couldn't completely ward it off——

A large gash was opened immediately on the right thigh, and blood spurted out!

The column of blood went straight upward, spurting out for more than one meter. Gretel saw it from a distance, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he lost his voice:

"aorta!"

This amount of bleeding and the height at which the blood spurts out must not cut off the main arteries!

While shouting, he reached out and quickly threw out a [Cure Fatal Wounds]. We must catch up, we must catch up!

However, his position was too far away, and he had never practiced casting spells to increase distance. The white light shot straight forward, and when he saw that it was still five or six meters away from Bernard, it became weak.

Gretel sighed, and based on the principle of not wasting, he could only throw the healing spell to another elf nearby. Alas, Bernard, Bernard...

Although judging from the momentum of the blood spurting out, the major arteries will not be completely severed, but, but!

This speed of blood loss is still shocking! Whether you can pass the test safely depends on battlefield rescue and whether you can keep up!

Fortunately, battlefield rescue is still very effective. Just when Grete shouted, the giant bear didn't even look back. With a wave of its paw, a ball of light immediately landed on the injured area of ​​Bernard's right leg.

The blood flow slowed down slightly, and another huge leopard pounced from behind the battle line. It picked up Bernard's collar and threw it on him, then lowered his head and dived into the crowd——

"Coming down! Coming down!"

Gretel clenched his fists, shouted, and jumped down from the ancient tree. In desperation, he didn't even activate the Feather Falling Technique and let himself float slowly...

The longbow elf hiding in the tree said "Ouch", and before he could stop him, Gretel had already landed on his feet. Then, he lived up to expectations...

"Ouch, it hurts..."

Gretel bared his teeth, jumped on one foot, and rushed towards Bernard—and the leopard carrying Bernard on his back.

When we reached enough distance, we immediately took a picture of the guardian spell. Several rays of light connected to the barbarian. Gretel's eyes widened and he scanned quickly:

"Heart rate 150...blood pressure 70, 45...respiration 33...blood oxygen is OK...electrocardiogram..."

While muttering to himself, he quickly estimated the amount of blood loss just now. Well, the blood pressure can still be measured. Although the heart rate is too fast, it should be considered that the basic heart rate is already high because of strenuous exercise at the time.

This blood pressure, pulse pressure difference, and blood loss are more than 1500 ml. Considering the weight of the barbarian, it may exceed 2000 ml...

The leopard ran up to Grete in one breath, stopped, and trembled all over. The barbarian's huge body was thrown off with this shake, falling to the ground like feathers.

"Ah, thank you..."

Gretel hurried over to pick him up, and at the same time threw a healing spell over to stop the barbarian's bleeding first.

Leopard didn't know which elf warrior it was, but he grunted and actually threw a ball of light on Gretel's ankle to heal his sprained foot. He turned his head and turned into a bolt of lightning, rushing back to the battle line.

"Boss, I'm fine..."

The barbarian muttered with a dying breath and planned to turn over. Grete didn't even think about it, and took the picture with a tranquility spell:

"Lie down!"

At the same time, his hands were as fast as flying, taking out the needle, connecting the vines, taking out the prepared Ringer solution, and heating it with spells. At the same time, several branches hang down from the ancient tree, with hands and feet, no, branches and leaves, taking off the armor of the barbarians...

"Hey! Just in time! Give me one to hang up the infusion bottle!"

Gretel grabbed one with quick eyesight and without any explanation, hung up the infusion bottle. Heat the Ringer solution to 37 degrees, shoot a [high-level demonized weapon] on the needle, inhale, exhale...

But be sure to poke it in!

Bernard's defense is very high. If the needle can't penetrate the blood vessel, open an intravenous access, and can't infuse fluid because his skin is too thick, that would be a big joke!

Fortunately, although Bernard's level was not low, Grete, who had gone through knight training and elf combat training, was not comparable to the previous little priest.

He cast himself a series of spells such as [Power of the Barbarian Bull] and [Elegance of the Cat], and with quick eyes and steady hands, he inserted the needle with one shot. Two consecutive venous passages were opened, and transparent liquid was hung in streams:

"Hey, what did you lose?"

From the ancient tree, an elf jumped down lightly, and casually took a photo of [Identification Technique]:

"Saline water? He has lost so much blood, why are you pouring salt water into his body?!"

Gretel was busy checking Bernard's injuries and had no time to pay attention to him. He just pointed at the monitoring light screen and asked him to look at it by himself.

The elf frowned and looked at the numbers and lines up and down for a long time. He couldn't figure it out, so he simply threw out another spell to measure the barbarian's life breath.

When you throw it out, you will see a red pillar rising slowly. After rising for a while, the entire pillar turned into dark yellow, and then slowly turned into light yellow...

"He's really getting better! Can he get better by filling him with salt water?"

The elf circled around Gretel, and then circled again, amazed:

"Where is your blood-replenishing magic? Haven't you used it on him yet? Just the salt water will make him better? Can the salt water be poured in faster? Can it be poured in all at once?"

"Definitely not possible..."

Grete had already cleaned the wound on Bernard's leg, connected the blood vessels, and was connecting the muscles one by one. Hearing this without raising his head:

"Look at the tube, it's just that thick, the needle is just that thick, and the blood vessels inside are just that thick... If you pour a bottle of water in at once, it's definitely not going to be able to fill it..."

"Then... what about using magic?"

Gretel's hand suddenly stopped.