The depth of the marks made by the dragon's claws has exceeded three inches. At this time, the armor has worsened the injuries caused by the sharp blade, the fractures of the sternum and ribs, and the lacerations are naturally inevitable. Although from the speed of the blood, Edward can be sure that he
His heart should not have been seriously injured, and at least he still has the strength to move his arms, but the situation is still extremely dangerous.
Especially in this cold and scary place, the metal full-body armor not only has no resistance to the cold, but will cause additional heat loss. Although it is rumored that the holy warriors blessed by divine power will stay away from any disease, the cold has a strong impact on physical strength.
The loss of blood still has a considerable acceleration effect. In the case of blood loss, this cold is enough to be fatal.
"don't want……"
When the hunter stretched out his hand, the paladin let out a tiny scream like a wounded beast, trying to suppress the young man's palm. Unfortunately, his injuries were obviously extremely serious, consumed by a head-on conflict with a monster weighing more than three thousand pounds.
The strength made him almost unable to close the iron gloves on his hands, let alone block the opponent's movements. Instead, he did not know what kind of injury was touched due to the movement being too big, and after groaning in pain, he hung down softly.
The full body armor is not difficult to untie - considering the convenience of putting on and taking off, it is enough to open a few straps. As several buckles are removed one by one, the deformed armor joints are then opened.
The metal was completely uncovered...
"hiss……"
The moment the metal was opened, the hunter couldn't help but inhale slightly - the gray color visible to the naked eye began to spread from the deformed chest plate, containing the original metal color. In just a few blinks, the color spread all over the place.
The entire armor was destroyed, and finally the valuable full-body armor made a soft sound when it hit the ground, turning into specks of light and disappearing, leaving only a piece of flying metal dust.
Edward frowned, knowing that this should be some kind of reaction after a magic item completely exhausted all its energy - this valuable armor obviously could never be restored. But it was obviously worse.
Yes, the paladin's injuries were more terrible than he imagined - the skin on the chest, abdomen, and even shoulders had been completely crushed by the three long scratches. When the last covering disappeared, the blood flowed out.
It spewed out with a crash!
All bandages and splints were obviously useless. He could only tear off the blood-soaked rags from the wound in twos and twos, and then carefully prevent the loss of most of the blood.
"Sigh... should I count you lucky or me unlucky? They are all injured, so the gap is too big..."
Looking at the face still covered by the helmet, the hunter frowned and pulled out a small bottle from his chest pocket. It was a fine crystal-carved object. Although it was only one finger long, it had a
There are dozens or hundreds of exquisitely cut cross-sections, and as the clear and transparent liquid in them sways slightly, it shines like a diamond in the cold light.
One hundred and twenty-eight facets. The height is one and a half inches. Polished with crystal.
Edward is very familiar with this little bottle - because this thing has been in his hands for some years. It was the tenth year that he came to this world. He received it from a warrior with two fine long swords and a
The breastplate was exchanged for it. According to the guy who took it out, it was a high-level recovery potion that could treat any injury. He didn't have enough gold coins on hand, so he used it as collateral.
But in the end, the only thing that returned to Baiyang Town was the good-quality breastplate that the jackals who collected the corpses had brought for sale.
Of course, this does not guarantee the authenticity of this potion - after all, even in the hands of that warrior, it has already been passed through countless hands. Although Edward has asked several mages to identify it, but
Their lack of advanced knowledge could only determine that this was indeed a bottle of alchemical potion with healing effects. As for the quality, they could not be sure.
Therefore, Edward had always kept it with him as a talisman. Unexpectedly, today he really had an opportunity to verify it.
Edward hesitated for a moment when he pried open the tightly closed sharp jaw and then uncorked the bottle.
In fact, drinking this life-saving potion by himself should be the most correct choice, right? Regardless of the effect, this potion should be able to recover from his less serious injuries, and he can even choose to keep it for emergencies.
Especially now, there is no guarantee whether this potion can cure such a serious injury. Even if it can exert most of the effect, in this isolated and helpless place, the final result will not be better.
So, why do you hesitate? Is it because in this weird and dangerous environment, being alone is terrible? With one more person, you have more confidence in getting out of trouble?
No, it's not.
Beasts like the White Dragon naturally have their own sphere of influence. Therefore, there should be no more difficult monsters to survive in this city, and it is obvious that there is definitely a road to the outside world or a rich source of food.
, otherwise, this white dragon would not have built its nest here. If it was with intact own strength, it would not be a troublesome thing to find this path.
But just give up on him like this?
It's not like Edward has never given up on his companions... Hunting and surviving in the Whispering Forest is something that must be experienced. For his dream, he not only gave up, but even did it himself more than once. "Skinner"
The name Edward is more than just a fun, meaningless word.
Perhaps the reason for hesitation is because the cry of the paladin to run away just before he was knocked down has been swirling in his mind...
Just do your best and obey fate. Just think of it as returning a favor. At least you can sleep more peacefully in the future.
After excusing himself in this way, and then gritting his teeth, Edward poured the liquid from the crystal in his backhand into the paladin's mouth!
Then, the most regrettable thing happened...
This potion is indeed the real thing.
In just a few seconds, the skin and bones immediately began to wriggle and tumble at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly returning to their original positions, and more skin grew out of it, wrapping the original blood in it.
...This is the magic of magic. Even if the body has long lost certain functions, and even the esophagus has been broken, as long as there is still a mouth that can drink, it can take effect... After a few seconds, the human body's
The shape has been restored to its approximate appearance.
The constantly changing wounds also caused the hunter's face to change constantly, with expressions of extreme pain, expressions of regret, and expressions of resentment - the potion's effect is so good, which means that its price can be unimaginably high.
If I had known this, I should have started the big plan a few years ago... Why would I come here to make all this trouble? Is it possible?
There is no point in roaring, everything is irreversible.
So Edward simply turned his head and turned his attention to the trophy that would make him feel better.
The corpse of the white dragon.
Carefully, he picked up a handful of bright red wine from the wound on his abdomen and brought it to his mouth. The strong fishy smell made his throat spasm reflexively.
But in the end, the hunter gritted his teeth and swallowed them into his stomach——
According to legend, dragons are the most powerful magical beasts in the world, and they are also the coveted targets of those pretentious warrior mercenaries - not only because these big lizards like to hoard all kinds of treasures in their lairs, but also because they themselves
, is a moving treasure house, dragon skin, dragon bones, dragon teeth, dragon scales... every item with this character on it has an extraordinary value.
Dragon blood is the best among them compared with dragon skin, dragon scales and dragon teeth. There was once a legend that a hero killed a dragon and bathed in its blood, thereby gaining immortality... Of course, that was just a legend.
That's it. If dragon blood really has such miraculous effects, a certain hero's mother won't need to hold his heels and soak him in the river - but even unrefined dragon blood still has certain effects.
The nourishing effect should be confirmed without a doubt...
As long as it passes through the hands of some alchemy masters, dragon blood can become a precious potion worth tens of thousands of gold. Legend has it that they can enhance the strength of the drinker and change their physique. There are even some exaggerated rumors that these potions can directly turn a farmer into a strong man.
A powerful warrior...and the simple crystals formed after they dry on metal weapons can slightly enhance the toughness and sharpness of the weapons.
Of course, these are just rumors that Edward heard from some mercenaries, but under the current situation, it might as well give it a try.
The smooth dragon's blood is cold in the mouth, but after swallowing it, one immediately feels as if the body is on fire - there is no burning pain, but there is a hot feeling that makes the fatigue gradually recede from the limbs. Not only that, as the...
The numbness and itch from the insect bites spread through the muscles and subsided... and the pain in the wounds on the shoulders and back also subsided by most of the time.
Then, when Edward turned around, the passion seemed to grow even higher...
Oh, maybe this is not the effect of dragon blood, but because of the white greasy color that is highlighted by the blood in the field of vision, not far away.
...Its number is two, and it is called left and right. It is made of hair and cardamom at the age of twenty-eight. It stings during the day and displays its brilliance at night...Beauties have always competed for land, and heroes have been gentle since ancient times. What is its color? Deep winter ice and snow. Its quality
How is it? New cotton in early summer. How does it taste? Peach and plum blossoms in the third spring. How does it look like? Autumn waves. When moving, it is like a jittery jade rabbit, when it is still, it is like a carefree white dove. It is tall and bumpy, the flesh is trembling, pink and tender,
Shui Lingling...
"It's so cliche..."
So Edward, who couldn't help but groan, now knew that this knight who preached light and justice with great aura all the time was not a bit of a sissy, but a genuine woman at all...
A very slender woman - she cunningly chose a larger armor and filled the necessary gaps with some padding or something, and then she achieved her goal of concealing it.
But so be it.
If we follow the old-fashioned plot, what will happen next?;
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