It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1183 Sun God, don’t explode a nuclear bomb!!! (Please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket) (More updates will be added to the 10,000 reward for riding a tiger and a pig)
Chapter 1183 Sun God, don’t explode a nuclear bomb!!! (Please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket) (More updates will be added to the 10,000 reward for riding a tiger and a pig)
"Despicable!"
Viracocha, the sun god, cursed.
While cursing angrily, he shed golden light and enveloped his people. Those were his priests, his concubines, and his blood descendants——
Those despicable outsiders could just beat them up and run away, but he couldn't just leave them alone!
Without priests to convey his will, without the Sun Goddess as the carrier of his arrival, and without the royal family flowing with his blood to protect his status, he suffered heavy losses!
Let’s not talk about others, let’s just talk about Quetzalcoatl, the ancestral god of the previous royal family. When his descendants were taken away from the throne, how far did his power fall to?!
"mean!"
Idian jumped up and cursed loudly. While cursing, he waved the elf moon blade and tried to block it:
Block the light blade directed at Gretel!
Block the light blades that are fired at yourself, at Bernard, and at this group of people!
Block the gravel flying around, block the light blades shooting at the weak around you!
As a warrior, you have the ability to challenge the strong! If you can't beat the weak, attack the weak, and use innocent bystanders to slow down the strong, what kind of skill is that!
Idian only regretted that he could not grow eight hands. It would be great if he was a spell caster. The area that a spell caster can cover is definitely more than this——
"mean!"
Archmage Baierbo was also scolding, but the volume was not high and could only be heard by a few people around him. A qualified spell caster would never waste energy on this.
However, the Archmage's men were not slow at all. He waved his hands continuously, and invisible barriers flew out one by one, resisting, absorbing, refracting, reflecting...
On the premise of protecting yourself, if you can block more, just block more!
Not to mention that the enemy of the enemy is also a friend. By protecting these people at the scene, the Sun God will be free to pursue the two legends. In the final analysis, it is still beneficial to the parliament!
Even if the level is a little lower than Illidian, the range that Archmage Baierbo can protect is much larger than Illidian. The invisible barrier keeps spreading outward, 100 square meters, 1000 square meters, 2000 square meters...
…
In an instant, a large area of the fallen people around him had been protected by him. Of course, if he needed further treatment, he would not be able to do it, and it would have to depend on Gretel...
Archmage Baierbo thought like this, and turned to look at Gretel. When he turned his head, his field of vision was empty, not even a single ghost.
Moving his eyes again, Gretel had already flown out, heading straight towards the high priest. At that speed, the rabbit with an arrow would be ashamed of it:
"Cerella, Bernard, Appa!" he shouted while running wildly:
"You know the standards! Help with triage, open the airway, Serela pays attention to marking, and Apa helps stop the bleeding! I will do the rest!"
Battlefield first aid!
Come on!
He repeatedly set up shields for himself. They were given by legendary mages, exchanged for meritorious deeds in the council, and received under various circumstances - in short, priority was given to stimulating the defense of magic equipment and saving all mana for use later.
treat!
While putting on his shield, he ran straight forward. After running for more than ten steps, there was a roar of wind behind him. Idian had already caught up and grabbed his belt. The moon blade in his right hand flew around, blocking all kinds of dangers.
Lift him up with your left hand:
"where to?"
"Look for the high priest!"
When playing in a group, of course you have to give priority to healing. This is common sense, right?
"good!"
Idian responded, jumped forward, and arrived in front of the high priest in a flash. The high priest had the highest level, but he was also the hardest hit. He was lying on the ground now, with blood pouring from the corner of his mouth, looking like he was out of breath.
, it looks like there is less air intake.
Gretel frowned, and flew his hands, electrocardiogram, and blood pressure monitor, one by one, on the high priest. He also wanted to move forward to touch his breathing and roll his eyelids. Idian rushed forward, holding a small tube of potion.
, pour directly into people's mouths...
"do not!"
Grete blurted out. He still hadn't figured out where the injury was, whether the patient was conscious, whether he had the ability to swallow on his own, whether the airway and esophagus were damaged... just pour it in now!
What if he chokes directly into his airway and has a choking problem?
Before he finished shouting, Idian helped the person, pried the teeth, and poured the potion. The three procedures were completed in one go. The light green potion gurgled in, and Gretel almost thought he had seen it wrong:
Do these potions turn into light spots at the entrance and fly directly into the high priest's body?
In any case, the effect of the secret healing potion made by the elves is still strong enough. After taking a tube of potion as thick as the little finger and as long as the little finger, the high priest immediately opened his eyes, breathing heavily, and was able to sit up.
Grete quickly glanced at the screen and saw his heartbeat and blood pressure were basically normal. He rushed over and observed his face while speaking in a hurry:
"Communicate with the Sun God! - Let him chase the legend, and we will treat him here!"
The high priest shook his head and felt a little more awake. He straightened up and began to look around:
His target here was the most obvious, and he attracted the most hatred. When the mountain of light exploded, half of the attacks were directed at him. At this moment, blood was everywhere around him, and the priests and sun virgins fell to pieces.
There were low moans, and more people were silent, not knowing whether they were alive or dead...
The matter was urgent, and Grete had no time to consider cost-effectiveness. He straightened up, activated the [Fortune Observation Technique], and picked the injured person who was relatively serious, but not too serious, and could be revived immediately, and took a circle around:
Five or six of them were pulled up in one breath. He patted one, and Idian went over to lift another, and put it down next to the high priest. The high priest breathed a sigh of relief and immediately called them over.
A group of people knelt on the ground and murmured prayers. Soon, golden light spread from them and rose towards the sun god. Soon, the sun god Viracocha converged the golden light, and the sun wheel turned,
Speeding away:
The soldier who cut him down!
The priest who put a lot of disgusting souls into his wounds and made him unable to recover for so many years!
Don't even think about running!
No one can escape!
Relying on the power of the divine magic explosion, Archbishop Bartolome did delay a little time. The legendary priest wanted to escape, and his speed was very slow. He carried Governor Martinez, dodged and dodged, and almost moved forward.
jump.
After only two jumps, they arrived at the teleportation array prepared by the two of them as a retreat. They stepped in and escaped hundreds of miles away. The teleportation array was exhausted and exploded, turning into rubble on the ground.
The next moment, the sun disk of Viracocha, the sun god, has already set above:
"You can't run away!"
The sun disk in the sky let out a majestic roar. Following the roar, starting from the Sun Temple in the capital, the temples lit up one by one:
All temples!
All priests!
All my people who believe in me!
Be my eyes, be my ears, and sense the enemy's breath for me!
My power exists everywhere on this land, and you can't escape it!
The Sun God flew away. And Gretel also breathed a sigh of relief, and began to pick up the Sun Priests who were still breathing one by one. According to the standards of battlefield first aid, classification, labeling, and emergency treatment:
Open the airway!
Emergency hemostasis!
Bandage open pneumothorax!
Repair leaky airway!
After the first batch of the most urgent and fatal matters were dealt with, Cerela and Apa immediately stepped in. The brainless healing technique was used to treat fatal injuries, serious injuries, and moderate injuries...
The rain of light continued, falling on the heads of the injured. After saving one priest, one priest would join in the treatment; if ten priests were rescued, ten priests would be free to save people.
The priests and virgins of the sun shuttled among the injured on the ground, waking them up, stopping their bleeding, and bandaging them. Even if they were using healing techniques without thinking, the situation on the field gradually improved.
Except for those who died on the spot and could not be saved, those who were injured, unconscious, missing arms and legs, at least those who had recovered their fighting strength, those who were able to get up, those who were really injured too seriously, at least they could.
Save your life.
Gretel walked around and around the Holy Island, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief. His hands and feet were weak, and he collapsed. Thank God, everyone who could be saved was saved, and he didn't come here in vain.
trip--
Next, it’s up to the Sun God. I wonder if this big boss can kill a few legends if he catches up with him this time?
one?
two?
You can't kill none of them, right?
Even if he didn't kill any of them, he didn't believe that during the invasion of the Holy See, only two legends came! They could kill all the other invading armies, and in a short period of time, their vitality would be severely damaged...
But, asking the Sun God to do this kind of work is a bit overkill?
By the way, even if you don't kill any of them, don't let any legend come back here after a complete detour! There is no legend on their side!
Udian, Senior Brother Byerbo, and the High Priest, even if the three of them join forces, they may not be able to withstand a legend!
While thinking about it, Grete looked at the sun - thank God, the solar eclipse was over and the sun had returned - counting the time and identifying the direction. He stood on tiptoes, stretched his neck, and looked towards the north:
Tsk, it’s all blocked by the snowy mountains and you can’t see anything. Senior brother, why don’t we put some flying equipment out and go to the top of the snowy mountains to have a look?
He stretched out his arms and waved to Archmage Baierbo. The Archmage was collecting measuring instruments all over the floor. He didn't come over when he saw this. He only used the wind communication technique to send a sentence:
"What's the matter?"
"Elder brother, can you-"
Halfway through the words, Gretel suddenly felt a chill on his spine, and quickly turned around to look north. At the same time, Cerela, Illian, and Balbo raised their heads at the same time and looked toward the north...
"boom!!!"
The sky is broken.
On the top of the snow peak, the deep and distant blue sky is shattered like a mirror. And in the shattered space, there is more intensity than the sun at noon, more blazing than the erupting volcano, and the radiant fireball is rising slowly...
The fireball rolled and rolled. Gradually, a thing with a big head, a small body, and a smoke column at the bottom, a very familiar shape, stood over the snow peak...
Gretel:!!!
Damn it!
Sun God, I hate these legends, I hate you, don’t explode a nuclear bomb!!!
I took you to the secret realm of elves, did I take you by mistake...
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