Chapter 1480 This Dragon Is Hopeless, Let’s Cut It (Please Vote for Me at the End of the Month)
The wind suddenly tightened, and the old silver dragon's speed increased silently. Gretel suddenly leaned back, then tightly grasped the thorns on Elder Batista's back, and began to throw various spells at himself:
Bubble technique!
Force field barrier!
Deflect the shield!
Elemental resistance!
The power of a superior bull, the elegance of a superior cat, the tenacity of a superior bear!
Prepare the radiant shield, prepare the ice shield, prepare the lightning shield...
be prepared!
Be prepared for anything!
When the old silver dragon rushes in, at least he can't hold him back!
——Is it an emergency rescue? According to his previous habits, he must be the first to charge. Even if he is not the first, he cannot be lazy.
Help with cardiopulmonary resuscitation, intubation, and intravenous access. Even if you hear the greeting and rush over to get blood, and then rush over with the blood bag in your arms, that's still a help, isn't it?
In the midst of his busy schedule, he turned around and saw that Cerela was grabbing another thorn of the old silver dragon and was also racing against time to cast various spells on his body. After finishing the brushing, I started to take out my pockets, touch the equipment, put on the equipment, and prepare to inspire...
Just as he finished his work, he suddenly felt a shock. Before Grete could react, he had already seen Cerela flying lightly and being left behind the old silver dragon——
At the same time, he himself was also thrown off. While he was still in the air, he saw the old silver dragon speeding up, turning, and rushing into the shattered light curtain in front of him.
"Hello!"
Gretel screamed. What does it mean? Don’t take me? Is there a problem inside?
Old Yinlong ignored him. While charging, he spread his wings to the limit and then retracted them one by one.
Those light strips, light ribbons, light filaments, and large and small light fragments that had exploded into strands, flying and floating, miraculously returned to their original positions, forming another perfectly integrated light curtain...
Through the continuously flowing light curtain, one could vaguely see the heads, tails, and flapping shadows of several giant dragons' wings. One could also hear the painful screams, which could not be blocked and overflowed through the light curtain.
From time to time, there was a small explosion, but it was blocked by the old silver dragon, so the light curtain did not break again, and nothing hit them...
Not strong enough.
Gretel suddenly sighed.
In the previous life, everyone was made of flesh and blood, and no one had more lives than anyone else. At least during the emergency rescue, everyone rushed in equally;
But in this world, you are not strong enough, and you are not even qualified to stand in front of patients. Otherwise, let alone treatment, any injury that occurs on the patient may kill the doctor...
When I was in Nevis, I helped my senior sister treat her injuries. The senior brother felt like he was facing a powerful enemy and wrapped himself in a layer of fire curtain. At that time, I was not yet at level 9, and now that I am at level 15, it is the same.
Unable to maintain the state of an adult dragon stably and for a long time, he is not even qualified to stand in front of a group of senior adult dragons, mature dragons, legendary dragons, and even dragons above legends...
The so-called taking a look is really just looking outside from a distance.
Then why is he here?
He left the hospital on Dragon Island, the Mage Tower, and so many patients who traveled thousands of miles to the hospital, put aside the half-finished research in the research institute, and flew to Dragon City in the sky. What was he doing here?
Just came here to see what’s new, do you know there is such a place? !
He glanced at Serira, who glanced at him, shrugged and spread their hands.
Then, Cerela remained silent, transformed into the silver dragon state, and stood in front of Gretel.
Grete flew onto her back, leaning on the longest thorn at the junction of her nape and spine, brushing and brushing, adding another layer of defense to Serrela, and another layer of defense:
Be prepared for anything!
When does the light curtain open, let’s rush in together!
If one layer is not enough, use two layers. If two layers are not enough, use three layers. The two of us support and protect each other. One plus one is definitely greater than two!
The two of them were ready for everything, holding their breath and staring at the light screen opposite. After waiting for about half an hour, the light curtain suddenly opened a gap, and a piece of colorful light fragments flew out in a swirl, passing by Cerira's shoulder:
"Star Cloak!"
"Spell invalidation barrier!"
"Iron wall!"
"Gap field..."
Gretel quickly threw out a bunch of shield spells to protect Cerela. The colorful light fragments scratched through one, two, and three shields, and were finally deflected perfectly, not even hitting Cerera's own protection.
Grete breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the light screen opposite:
It was just a piece of debris that made them feel like they were facing a formidable enemy. Inside...
"Yeah, not bad." The light curtain inside suddenly moved, as if someone was pulling the curtain with hooks from both sides, elegantly parting to both sides. Old Silver Dragon's mellow voice sounded:
"Come, come inside and take a look. - Little girl, why are the shelves so big? Make them smaller so I can protect you!"
"Why!"
Serila responded happily and crisply, her wings fluttered slightly and shrank in a flash. From the size of an adult dragon, to the size of a young dragon, and then to the size of an adolescent dragon——
At this size, when Gretel stood on her back and hugged her neck with his hands, his eyes happened to pass over the top of her head. As soon as he touched the old silver dragon, he quickly took it back and added a layer of protection for Cerela.
My body size has shrunk, and I wonder if my strength has also shrunk? Anyway, when he uses the transformation technique, he does shrink. If his strength is small, he needs to provide more protection!
Although Serira's size shrunk, her speed was not slow. She spread her wings and flapped gently, and soon she reached the center of the room.
Gretel stood on her back and looked around. He saw that the entire room, or rather, the entire treatment room composed of light curtains, was full of potholes from the walls to the ceiling to the floor.
One by one, colorful light fragments are embedded in the light curtain, and each fragment is surrounded by a vortex. Constantly consuming and absorbing, if you observe carefully, you can still see those fragments crackling and exploding into several pieces.
"Did you see clearly?"
The elder looked back at Gretel, followed his gaze, and pointed to his feet:
"This kind of energy damage is very troublesome. The most annoying thing is that after entering the body, it wanders around and absorbs the host's power to strengthen itself.
We spent a lot of effort to expel most of the energy, and now there is still some remaining in the body...sigh..."
Grete nodded repeatedly. When he expanded his mental power and observed the colorful light fragments, he became more cautious. Serira even quickened her pace, until she reached the center of Elder Batista, then returned to her human form and leaned against his legs.
The elder looked down at them. A whirlwind swept them both up his back, and pointed forward:
"Come, come and take a look. The wounds left by this kind of injury look like this..."
Gretel grabbed the thorns on the elder's back, moved to the right, moved to the edge, and looked around.
A black adult dragon lies in the center of the room. The scales are not pure black or gray, but black with gray, gray with blue, and a little metallic color.
Black dragon?
Brown dragon?
It can't be a steel dragon, right?
If you look closely, you will see that there are countless holes on the scales. Some have just healed and still have distinctive pale traces;
Some skins were torn open, and rainbow-colored blood gurgled out;
Others seemed to have exploded from the inside, with scales, skin, and muscles all opening up into a small mouth...
In other words, the dragon's body is huge and its ability to endure serious injuries is strong enough. For a human being, one or two of these wounds would be enough to kill him.
hiss……
This hurts a bit badly...
The giant metallic dragon lay on the ground completely motionless from the tip of its tail to its belly, from its neck to its head. Led by Elder Batista, several silver dragons surrounded him and kept throwing healing spells at him.
Gretel secretly extended his mental power and threw a [Detection Magic], and was instantly blinded by the glare:
So strong!
So strong!
These healing techniques are at least level eight or nine, right?
After such a powerful energy sweep, as long as there is still breath, or as long as the cells still have some activity, they can be pulled up!
He couldn't see clearly where the healing technique was concentrated, so he had to change the observation target and move further away. Move all the way further along the dragon's towering back, backward, backward, the root of the tail, the middle part of the tail, the tip of the tail...
It wasn't until he focused his attention on the tip of his tail that Grete could barely see clearly, and instantly took another breath of air. Two holes were blown open on the tip of the hard triangular tail, one on the left and one on the right.
Under the dragon scales, there is still an unknown amount of alien energy buried densely in the bones and muscles.
It's like a handful of asbestos filaments broken into a muscle. You can't pinch it out, and you can't pull it out. You may not feel it at ordinary times, but if you concentrate carefully, you may feel a strong foreign body sensation.
To cut and remove the foreign body, the action of "cutting" itself may cause more harm to the patient than the harm caused by these asbestos filaments...
"Did you see it?"
Elder Batista suddenly asked. Grete nodded vigorously:
"I saw it! What should I do..."
"We can only let him wrap it up with his own energy and slowly wear it away." The elder said solemnly. After giving this instruction, he focused his attention on the patient.
He waved his hand lightly, and a cloud of air enveloped Gould, turning him over onto his back, exposing his bloody lower abdomen. Several heads came together, dragon roars came and went, and they kept discussing:
"Can you draw it out?"
"It's very difficult."
"Just let it explode?"
"This place is too troublesome... If it explodes here, Gould will be useless..."
"What about cutting it off? Cut it off directly and then use magic to regenerate the limbs?"
"It's not convenient... there are too many alien energies around, thin and dense..."
Before the discussion could come to a conclusion, there was a crackling sound, and Gould's screams rose again. The elder sighed:
"It's hopeless, cut it!"
"I don't want it... I just got married and I don't have children yet... Ketikaludi is still waiting for me..."
Gould's scream suddenly became louder.
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