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Chapter 71 [The first powerhouse under the starry sky](1/2)

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Chapter 71 [The most powerful man under the starry sky]
(Everyone, please help me spend some tickets...Thank you~)
From any perspective, Hussein is definitely not a good companion.
Duwei had been with him for a day. They prepared everything. Duwei cut down some branches with a knife, made a suggested snowboard, and put the unconscious Dardaniel on the board -
-Don't expect Hussein to drag the skateboard, that's impossible. This knight himself is covered in injuries, and he doesn't know what the texture of his body is. Du Wei couldn't help but take a few glances.
There is a desire to vomit!
Those wounds were really terrible! The flesh and blood were opened in many places, revealing the dense bones inside! There were also some wounds that exuded a burning smell, but were only tightly wrapped with layers of cloth.
The most terrifying thing is the location of Hussein's lower abdomen. There is a black fist-sized scar on that place. I don't know what was used to injure it. It was probably magic or something like that. The ring of muscles around the wound has been damaged.
It turned completely black. Even those black muscles were still slowly squirming and healing minute by minute... But while they were healing, there was a subtle crackling sound in the muscles!
The wound healed repeatedly and burst open again! You can imagine how painful this was.
When Hussein was bandaging the wound, he just explained: This wound was left to him by the presiding judge of the temple, a kind of magical corrosion. Even holy water cannot cure it. To cure it, he must
A great magician spent a lot of magic power to perform top-notch healing techniques on him.
The strength of the presiding judge of the temple is extraordinary, and the wound left almost killed Hussein. If Hussein's strength was not close to that of a paladin, he could already use fighting spirit to heal the wound to a certain extent...

But just like this, it caused the knight great pain. He had to activate his fighting spirit all the time and every second to heal the wound, and the wound itself was corroded and bursting every minute under the magic damage.
open.
In this way, a delicate balance was formed, but Hussein was in "fresh pain" every moment.
A man, with horrific scars all over his body, has been walking in this hellish world of ice and snow for so long, enduring pain that is enough to make people collapse... But Hussein's face is cold, except for the occasional flash of pain in his eyes.
Besides, he couldn't even hum. When walking, he straightened his waist as much as possible.
This person's temperament is not ordinary tough.
Under such circumstances, it is understandable that he would be grumpy.
Even in his previous life, Du Wei would be irritable and irritable when he occasionally had a toothache. What's more, this knight was subjected to that level of physical pain all the time? It was already very difficult for him to be able to endure without having a mental breakdown.
Amazing.
Du Wei tried his best not to offend this guy who looked like a barrel of fire. He silently pulled the sled and followed the knight on the snow.
They headed north along the Great Round Lake. The further north, the stronger and fiercer the wind became. Du Wei had already turned up the collar of his fur coat and his fur hat, which covered most of his face and only exposed a pair of eyes.
But he was still blown by the wind so much that he could barely open his eyes.
He couldn't even speak. As soon as he opened his mouth, a gust of light blew into his mouth, carrying snowflakes.
Almost completely instinctively, Du Wei walked behind Hussein. Hussein's tall body blocked Du Wei a little from the wind.
Walking in the snow was extremely strenuous. The two of them took two breaks, and Du Wei ran to the side with a knife to chop down trees to light a fire for warmth. During this period, Hussein didn't say a word, he just stayed silent.
Sitting with his eyes closed, he occasionally felt a trace of luck and fighting spirit.
Du Wei knew that this knight was using his fighting spirit to suppress his injuries and keep warm at the same time.
This is a kind of drinking poison to quench thirst. Even if Du Wei is not a doctor, he is a knowledgeable magic pharmacist after all. He can also see that the injuries on this knight's body are very bad, and his physical condition is almost on the verge of collapse.
Forcibly suppressing the pain with fighting spirit can only be tolerated for a while, but it will continue to worsen the injury.
But what to do?
"Why don't you use holy water?" Du Wei sighed: "I still have some here, which the old guy left when he left just now."
Hussein hugged the tree stick, closed his eyes and said coldly: "I can't touch the holy water. I am a traitor to the temple, and I have been cursed. The holy water in the temple is indeed a good healing thing, but because of the curse on me,
Not only will the holy water not heal me, but my skin will corrode as soon as it touches the holy water! This is the temple’s usual approach to traitors.”
Du Wei thought for a while and found some medicine from his arms. Some of these were left by the old magician, and some were collected by Du Wei while walking in the frozen forest with the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group.
Some magic plants and potions that you can simply make by yourself.
Although he hates this guy, he is his comrade after all. In this hellish place, if he encounters danger, he will probably have to rely on this guy to protect him. Du Wei took out some of his own wound medicine.
Hussein's face softened slightly, but his tone was still cold: "Thank you, but no need."
He returned the medicines to Du Wei and continued to rest with his eyes closed.
"Why?" Du Wei frowned: "This is something I prepared. It is synthesized from frost moss powder and Chikel grass juice. It can heal wounds. It is also the only wound medicine that can be found in this forest."
Hussein opened his eyes: "No, I said, thank you, but no need."
After a pause, the knight finally added: "The injuries on my body were broken by the ninth-level knight's fighting spirit. This kind of injury carries the power of the opponent's fighting spirit and cannot be healed by ordinary medicine. Unless a powerful magician uses it
Only by using top-notch healing techniques to dispel those vindictiveness and curses can I recover. Otherwise, your medicine will only increase my pain."
Du Wei was silent.
You can think about it... think about this knight's experience. He killed two knight captains of the Holy Knights of the temple! Two of the top knights of the temple, and a presiding judge! There was also an eighth-level knight.
, and several high-level holy knights!
This is a terrifying and glorious result, but it is not difficult to think about how serious his injuries were after experiencing so many tragic battles!
"Perhaps, this may be of some use to you." Du Wei suddenly touched in his arms for a while and found a white fruit-like object.
This thing looks like an ice pimple, but it is covered with fine lines. When you hold it in your hand, you can feel a cool feeling along the skin, and there is also a faint, light
The fragrance... is just like the mint leaves that Du Wei knew in his previous life.
But this thing is not an interesting thing. For many people, it is scarier than the devil!
The name of this thing is:
Ice berries!
It's the kind of thing that can be used to make psychedelic drugs, like drugs. (Solskjaer once considered whether this kind of thing could be used as a raw material to stimulate people's mental energy, but later gave up).
"Ice berries?" The knight showed a hint of surprise.
"Yes, ice berries." Du Wei said with a smile: "This kind of thing is hard to find, and I accidentally found one on the road. You should know this thing, it has psychedelic ingredients... However, if you take it infrequently,
A little bit can be used to relieve pain. You can try it, bite a little bit and take it, it can reduce your pain a little bit."
Just like...opium. Du Wei added in his mind that in his previous life, opium and morphine were both drugs, but they were also used as painkillers.
There is no good or bad thing in itself, the key is how you use it.
Hussein knew the goods, so he didn't refuse this time. Perhaps the pain of these days and nights had made him unbearable. He took the ice berry and gently used his fingernails.
I opened it a little and put it in my mouth...
This magical thing is indeed useful. After a while, the knight's tightly frowning brows relaxed a little. He seemed to be relieved and opened his eyes with a trace of relief, and his voice became much gentler:
"Thank you... I feel better indeed. This damn pain has kept me from sleeping for several days."
After a pause, Hussein glanced at Du Wei: "You also study magic potions? Nowadays, few magicians spend time studying magic potions. Most magicians focus on magic experiments.
, and potions...only people who can't learn magic will study it."
Du Wei smiled: "Then you are right, I am a magic pharmacist. In fact, I don't even have the qualifications to be a magician."
Hussein didn't find it strange, and said calmly: "Oh, what is your relationship with that old immortal?"
Old and immortal? Du Wei thinks this kind of title is very interesting.
"What about you? What's your relationship with him?" Du Wei asked instead without answering.
Hussein was silent. He thought for a moment and said calmly: "It's nothing. It's just that he can barely be regarded as my senior brother. Our strength comes from the same teacher."
Senior brother?
Du Wei couldn't help but laugh: "I heard you are only thirty years old, right? That old guy is probably hundreds of years old... You..."
"No, I am thirty-one years old this year. That old guy...God knows how old he is! Humph." Hussein seemed not to want to talk about this topic: "He and I are just brothers in name, but in fact we are not
I don't like him." After a pause, he stopped talking about the topic and said, "What about you? You don't even look fifteen years old. Who are you? Why are you here?"
"It's not that I haven't reached the age of fifteen, but that I haven't reached the age of fourteen." Du Wei shrugged: "I am from the Luo Lin family. Why are you here... You have to ask the old guy this question. He is the one who brought me here."
Caught."
To be continued...
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