Chapter 768 Gretel, Hurry up and Become a Legend!

The long treatment was finally over.

Grete, who was about to be drained, was weak and walked beside his senior brothers and sisters. That Yan Yi is really strong. When he wears the Yan Yi and controls it remotely, the mental loss is many times that of directly operating the skeleton!

He also needs to be distracted to sense the situation of the alien creature in the muscles, whether it may enter the bloodstream, and whether it may enter other human tissues... Ah, can you let the dark gold skeleton carry him?

He is so tired!

"Little Gretel, that silver skeleton, I'll pay you back later, senior sister." Archmage Philby walked slowly, the skirt of her skirt dropped slightly, without the tumbling and flying demeanor before. Obviously, the previous injuries and surgeries really made her a little tired.

Gretel forced a smile and was not polite to her. My own senior sister, it’s not like she can’t afford it. Although Grete would rather leave him a piece of the blood-sucking moss...

You can’t study it, but it’s still good to take a look. Even if you don’t give it to him now, you can give it to him when he reaches level ten or above!

"No!" As if she had seen through his thoughts, Archmage Philby shook her head gently, her eyes shining brightly:

"I can't give you that moss! Little Gretel, before you were level 15, you couldn't even take a look at that moss unless we were around! Its essence is a level 18 moss monster!"

So there’s still a chance to watch it, right? Grete considered her own life and acquiesced to the arrangement of her senior brother and sister. Archmage Philby sighed and patted him on the shoulder:

"Little Gretel, hurry up and advance! - Your current ability is still far behind when it comes to treating high-level transcendental beings!"

Grete nodded silently. It's really not good to feel that someone close to you is injured, but you can't do anything about it, and you need someone to protect you even when you're close. It was cured successfully this time, but what if it doesn’t go well next time?

"Little Gretel, you care so much about the safety of ordinary people that you rarely look at the higher-ups." Archmage Baierbo also spoke next to him:

"At the level of a high-level transcendent, various energy injuries, transcendent-level creatures and toxins, conflicts and disorders of mental power, and blood distortion are the main causes of injuries. You seem to... rarely care. These?"

Gretel lowered his head silently. It’s not that I don’t care, it’s not that I don’t understand! The nature of magic, how magic energy works in the body, what impact it will have on cells, and how to straighten it out...

I don’t understand any of this! You ask me how to treat it. I don’t even know how to enlarge or shrink the human body, how to compress or expand the human body, whether it makes the cells larger or smaller, or more or less!

If you don’t understand, of course you won’t dare to reach out. Like this time, if it weren't for the fact that the injuries on the senior brothers and sisters were very simple, I wouldn't have dared to come up with ideas to help...

"Little Grete, you have to work harder." The group of people walked out of the auxiliary tower of the conjuration system. Byerbo stopped and looked up, looking back:

"There are currently no legendary level healers in the Council. If a legendary mage is injured, it will be very, very troublesome!"

Gretel nodded heavily. The teacher... is also a legendary mage. The distance between a level 18 mage and a legend is not necessarily that small compared to the distance between a level 7 mage and an 18th level mage. This involves the difference in the essence of life.

He couldn't handle the injuries of his senior brothers and sisters. If the teacher was injured, would Archmage Bielsa also be unable to handle it?

As for the Lord of Thunder, as a legend of the energy evocation system, there is no doubt that he is the main output of the Council. If a fight really breaks out, he will definitely charge forward!

Grete returned to his mage tower with deep thoughts, and asked MOSS to pull the copper wires and make various artificial lightning nets. He closed his eyes, pulled a black cloth over his head, added a dark spell to his forehead, and began to exercise his sensory abilities.

The first step, the second step, the third step...

Snap!

Wrong estimate. Fortunately, MOSS adjusted the output in time and adjusted the voltage on these copper wires to 12v. It was only hit a little and no injuries were caused. Grete sighed, returned to the original place, sensed again, and came again.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Snap!

"Ah, it's already 220 volts of alternating current. Why is it so difficult to sense it? Does it have to be raised to one thousand volts, two thousand volts, or even higher in order to be able to sense it? But in this case, it would be difficult to sense it while standing in the room. It’s safe!”

It's really difficult to close off one's original senses and only rely on mental power to sense... It feels like an organ has been forcibly created in one's body!

Grete practiced hard for one day, two days, three days, and half a week later, but still couldn't get started. Although the time limit given by the teacher is one month, if there is no preliminary results within one week, he feels that he will be miserable...

"Ahhh... So how should I practice perception... It's too difficult for me, I can't find the door at all... It would be great if there is some quick way..."

On the way from the hospital, Grete lay on the back of the Silver Moon Deer and lamented feebly. Appa's ears perked up, and he suddenly turned around and ran out into the wilderness behind the hospital.

"Appa? Appa, where are you going?"

Grete raised his body slightly, and was knocked hard by the Silver Moon Deer, causing him to fall down again.

The eighth-level monster was running at full speed. It was more exciting than racing a convertible on the highway, and the wind felt like a knife on the face. Without the long hair on the deer's neck to block the wind, Gretel always felt like a layer of skin would be scraped off his face.

After running out for 15 minutes, Grete didn't recognize the surrounding scenery at all. After running out for 30 minutes, Apa jumped directly into the sea. The waves rolled up and Grete was soaked all over in an instant.

Grete hurriedly added a bunch of spells such as body fixation and water breathing to himself. The Silver Moon Deer let go of its speed and swam hard. Before the sun set, the land was already far behind.

In the sunset, the silhouette of a small island rises among the waves. Appa suddenly plunged straight into the water. Undercurrents from the bottom of the sea rushed toward us, and among the rocks, schools of fish exploded in panic.

Grete was buried in the deer's neck and carried through the darkness. The eyes cannot see, and the ears cannot understand the sound of running water. He naturally released his mental power, and soon he discovered an underwater cave in front of him.

Appa carried him and went straight in. Rising, rising, finally four hooves stepped on the waterless ground, picked up Gretel, and shook his fur beside him.

Drops of water like a rainstorm hit his head and face. Gretel had no time to complain:

In the darkness, his mental power opened up a beautiful picture ahead for him. In the pool and on the cave wall, there are little flowers blooming everywhere...

Clear and transparent flowers that can be seen without the use of eyes.

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