Targeted killing technique sweeps throughout the body to minimize the possibility of cancer cell metastasis.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Gretel worked hard to treat the unicorn. The unicorns, monsters, and even the elves who came back after hearing the news formed a circle and stared at him attentively:
I don’t know how the elves sent the message, but the number of people who came back this time was particularly large. In addition to Ash Moonsong, there were also Antu Moonshadow and Maglin Starflower whom Gretel had met when he first arrived.
In addition to waiting for people, there were two or three times more people:
Older and younger, male and female, warriors or spellcasters, elves as well as indigenous people. One of them, a tall elf warrior with long hair tied high into a single ponytail, was particularly eye-catching.
His cheeks and arms were covered with light green, emerald green, and dark green vine-shaped patterns. He was followed by a tall unicorn, and in the saddlebag on the unicorn's back was a pair of elf moon blades.
A small group of elves surrounded him with respect. As soon as the elf warrior arrived, he strode forward and hugged Elder Fahim:
"Yudian!" Elder Fahim slapped his back heavily:
"You're here! How are you doing?"
"Not bad." Udian returned a strong hug and straightened up. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly coughed violently.
He held on to the unicorn's saddlebag and bent over due to coughing. Black-red blood splashed from his mouth and fell to the ground. The tender green grass on the ground was instantly burnt to black.
"It still doesn't look good. You should rest more." Elder Fahim frowned and shook his head. Idian coughed for a while, finally straightened up, exhaled heavily, and faced the direction of the Elf Secret Realm:
"It's gotten a little better recently. - I think, while I can still hold on, I'll go into the secret realm again and seal the contaminated core again."
"Don't think too much. We haven't reached that point yet." Elder Fahim shook his head heavily. He supported Idian and turned to Gretel's direction:
"Look, our new little cub is doing a pretty good job. As long as we heal a few more helpers, your burden will be much lighter and you won't have to work so hard."
"I am the strongest warrior here. If I don't fight hard, who will?"
Idian raised his head and smiled. He stopped Elder Fahim's persuasion with his eyes and moved slightly to the ground.
The grass moved, the soil rolled, and a hole opened in the earth, rolling the contaminated soil several meters deep:
"I know my body, and it will be good if it can support it. If I want to become a legend, there is no hope. Instead of enduring, it is better to try hard and share more for the children behind me. Anyway..."
His voice became deeper and deeper. As he spoke, he glanced back to the west, his eyes full of reluctance and nostalgia:
"Anyway, there will never be a shortage of legendary warriors on Yongju Island. If one falls, another one will rise up."
Elder Fahim sighed and patted his arm. He stood side by side with him and looked in the direction of Gretel:
"Let's take a look at our little cub's work first. Maybe you will change your mind."
Idian smiled indifferently and did not open his mouth to refute. He watched Gretel from a distance as he was busy cutting openings on Fila and trying to control the vines to grow in. He nodded and shook his head:
"The technique is still unfamiliar. It takes such a long time to summon a vine. The strength of the vine is also too weak... After all, it is a cub, or a cub that has not been trained by elves and grew up among humans..."
"Magic... the intensity of magic is too low... With this level of magic, you need to wear a set of amplifying equipment? It's too weak, too weak..."
"Is this considered a healing technique? What can a healing technique of this level cure?! Besides, Phila's disease cannot be treated with a healing technique, right?!"
Elder Fahim smiled and stroked his beard, not feeling dissatisfied at all. Gretel's healing technique did not look very good on the outside. It was clumsy and too low-intensity. Any healer could easily pick out a lot of problems.
Come--
However, his treatment is really effective. Well, don't say anything for now, let Udian watch by himself, and wait for the results to come out to see if he changes his mind!
Grete worked from the upper abdomen of Unicorn Phila to the lower abdomen, then from the lower abdomen to the limbs, and then to the head and neck. Up and down, one part after another, he entered the Emerald Dream more than once to recuperate——
"Entering the Emerald Dream is quite skillful." Idian stared at his every move and his expression became slightly better:
"If you train me well, I should be able to reach Anairi's level without any problem. However, it will probably be difficult to reach your level."
"Maybe it's really difficult..." Elder Fahim let out a long sigh. Without waiting for Idian to ask, he took the initiative to express his pain:
"Do you know what this child saw in the Emerald Dream, the trauma to nature and the earth?"
"What is it?"
The elder raised his hand and pointed to the elven secret realm in the distance.
Idian's expression changed several times, and he subconsciously touched the vine on his cheek. With a sting, a small section of the vine turned into ashes and floated away silently. Under the vine, the fair and beautiful cheek immediately began to turn black.
The elder quickly chanted a few words in a low voice, and the main trunk of the vine quickly grew up to fill the empty space. The elf warrior's complexion improved. He shook his head gently:
"Here again?... How many elves in the Emerald Dream have repaired this wound, only to be stuck before the legend and unable to advance... If not for this, my son would not have been taken to the Evermeet Island to grow up.
…”
Only if young elves stay away from the polluted secret realm and grow up on the Isle of Evermeet, will the Emerald Dream not be directly projected here. Even so, the elders must conceal their distant history from them to keep them safe.
Growing up worriedly.
As for how many of the elves who were sent out were separated from each other, and how many couples were separated, that is another matter. For the sake of their children, they are willing to bear everything.
"Okay, okay!" The low chatter was suddenly interrupted by loud cheers. The two of them moved their eyes at the same time, and saw the unicorn Phila standing up and neighing loudly:
The golden light shone on her sharp horn, and she ran around the grass with light steps. Where her hoof fell, grass blades grew, flowers bloomed, and small berries were clinging to the branches.
It was obvious that the unicorn's illness was gone, and the powerful natural power was flowing through her body unhindered again.
"The Point Guard is Here"
"Not bad!" Idian was slightly startled. He quickly stepped forward and looked closely at Fila's condition. A series of spells were shot out, covering the unicorn's body, checking her vitality:
"It's indeed cured!"
"I said it's cured." Elder Fahim followed leisurely behind him:
"Seriously, you can rest here for a few days and see how he is doing. If the effect is good, will you reconsider your plan?"
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