It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1195 Little Gretel, don’t you want to go to the center of the secret realm? (Monthly ticket adds 4 updates)
Chapter 1195 Little Gretel, don’t you want to go to the center of the secret realm? (Monthly ticket adds 4 updates)
"Zheng!"
"Zheng!"
"Zheng!"
"Zheng!"
The elves drew their weapons. Idian held the moon blades in both hands and took the lead. On his left and right sides, two muscular male elves held long scimitars, forming a rough triangle with him.
Behind the warriors, two rangers took off their long bows, and arrows turned from grass seeds appeared between their fingers. They scanned the surroundings vigilantly, ready to draw the bowstring at any time.
Behind the rangers, the casters were holding staffs or other magic weapons, chanting in harmony with the voices of several elders. In the core area, the healers were closely watching everyone's situation and did not join the battle for the time being.
"coming!"
"coming!"
The animals are coming.
The animals that were born, grew up, hunted, polluted, twisted, and endured torture in this polluted land came. A squirrel over one meter long, a python with three heads, a rabbit with fangs, and four
The winged crow…
They huffed and puffed, making loud noises on the ground. With red eyes, they rushed towards this array of natural forces——
"We have already cleared out the animals in the contaminated area!" Idian held two moon blades, stood at the front of the queue with his head held high, and shouted:
"There are not too strong monsters here! But there are a lot of them, very many, so you must be careful - especially the deformed brothers and sisters, try not to bite them, let alone swallow them -"
His voice was interrupted by a roar. Outside the team, a leopard—Gretel recognized it as the transformed form of Ash Moonsong—had jumped out lightly. With a slap, a python quickly swam closer.
, his spine was broken on the spot.
"Sister Yue Ge is still so strong." Grete admired, feeling the power of nature flowing in her body, ready to throw healing spells at any time. But the ground on the right was shaking, and a huge wild boar had already rushed over.
"Oh...should I call her 'princess'..." Gretel followed the sound and vomited in a very low voice. Damn it, the height of that wild boar at the shoulders was already higher than Bernard's head.
There are even two heads and two pairs of extremely curved and extremely long fangs——
You are a wild boar!
You are neither a two-headed dog nor a two-headed giant! Why do you need two heads?
After finishing his tirade, a black bear pounced on the right side of the formation. Gretel had exchanged names with each elf, but their transformed forms still couldn't match which number was which. All he could see was his low voice.
Roaring and shaking his body:
The power of nature flowed through, and the huge body instantly expanded one circle, and then another circle. Behind it, several spells were quickly thrown up:
The first step the black bear took was higher than Grete's shoulders; the second step was higher than Bernard's shoulders; the third step was higher than Bernard's head.
The overall size was comparable to that of the wild boar, and it looked even more majestic and oppressive. The man stood up and slapped the wild boar on the forehead, causing the huge male wild boar to stagger.
"Wow……"
Grete admired in a low voice in the center of the formation. After praising, he thought about himself and shuddered again:
I don't want to rush out and fight like this!
I turned into a bear because it is the most convenient and stable base, and I am least afraid of bumps when walking in the forest! If you want me to use the bear form and rush out to fight like this, I...
I'd better be my healer!
"Don't worry, I won't let you go out to fight." There was a faint laugh in his ears. Turning his head, Cerela's silver-blue eyes narrowed into two crescents, and she smiled sweetly at him:
"If we really want to start a fight, there's still me!"
Well, Cerira, although I appreciate your concern, I don’t think we will reach this point... Just when Gretel thought of this, he saw Elder Fahim turning around and smiling gently at them.
:
"There is no need for the little girl to end up in person. Don't worry, the near-legendary warrior transforms into a beast form, and the power of hand-to-hand combat is definitely no less than that of an adult silver dragon."
"Silver Dragon is not good at hand-to-hand combat..."
Serila whispered softly.
The black bear roared and roared, and slapped one after another in an earth-shattering manner. The two leopards were silent killers, and the three gray wolves formed a formation and kept wandering around the team.
From the copper and iron walls they formed, the power of nature continued to overflow, washing over the land like clean spring water and washing over all the weeds, shrubs, and trees.
The trees rustled, trembled, and looked extremely painful. However, those gray-black barks began to slowly transform into normal bark after being exposed to the power of nature.
The knots fade away, the tree trunks straighten, and the branches and leaves turn green... one by one, until they reach a small patch of grass, a small bush, and a small forest.
The previous work of the Sun God was only to extinguish the eternal flame of the Well of Eternity. To heal the earth, the natural power of the rain forest must be covered again and the power of the earth can be corrected. The elves must form a purification method.
Array, advance step by step.
"It's really pleasing to look at." Gretel looked at the misty greenery in the distance and breathed a sigh of relief. Soon, he frowned again:
Compared to plants that are rooted in the earth and are naturally close to the power of nature, the animals on this land seem to have little interest in being purified. They are still charging, one, two, a group, two groups...
Those polluted and twisted animals rushed one after another, like moths to the flame, towards the constantly rotating elven magic circle.
There was a rustle of strings. The rangers kept opening their bows and shooting arrows with natural power. Each shot accurately penetrated the scarlet eyes or roaring throats of the animals that rushed over;
The warriors' swords were flying, and panthers, black bears and gray wolves were wandering around the team, constantly killing larger animals;
The casters also had flames in their hands, pressing them against the ground, circling the magic circle, and pushing them out flatly.
Those army ants, beetles, centipedes, and all kinds of insects that were several times larger in size rushed against the mighty force of nature and fell headfirst into the wall of fire, burning with crackling fire.
sound.
"Look at this casting accuracy..."
Archmage Baierbo admired softly. Through the spiritual connection, he softly pointed to his junior brother:
"Look at this line of fire, this wall of fire. It sticks to the periphery of the warriors and rolls forward as the formation rolls forward. It doesn't hinder them from fighting at all, and it doesn't even waste much power on the big animals. However, all the insects are blocked and burned to death.
outside."
"Senior brother, I saw it..." Gretel looked at him with a grimace.
Casting spells, casting spells while moving, constantly changing spell coverage while moving... These skills are indeed very important and very high-end, but brother, I am a healer!
The patients I cast my spells on are all quiet patients. At least, they don’t require me to jump around on my own! It’s really unnecessary to hold me to this standard!
The elves moved forward firmly inward. Gretel carefully felt the flow of natural power in the circle, and gradually joined in:
Calling on the power of nature, absorbing the power of nature, and guiding the flow of the power of nature. Gretel felt that his body formed a small vortex, and the power of nature flowed through the body, turned around, and then flowed out in a torrent.
During this process, the power of nature did not increase, and it did not increase out of thin air. Gretel also did not try his best to output the power of nature in his body like those elders:
What level is he?
How many ladles of water can a small bucket of water withstand with this natural force in his body?
He still wants to follow until the end and see the end. So far, the situation is still stable and there is no need for him to go to such great lengths!
However, the power flowing through his node has been sorted out more stably and delicately. When it falls on the earth and calls for life from the earth, the response is also more sensitive.
Following their pace, a wide greenway stretched straight towards the center of the polluted area, as if someone took a paintbrush dipped in green paint and drew a green line on the ground.
The vitality of the rainforest is originally the most abundant place in the world. In its natural state, if no one cuts it down, it can grow so much that there is no way to find its way in one season. What's more, these are four legendary spell casters, plus a large number of high-level spell casters.
Combined casting.
Except for the elf warriors who were struggling to kill, all the spell casters were working hard to absorb the power of nature. Even Apa's white fur flashed with a shining light of purification——
The Silver Moon Deer originally had the power of purification and healing. After chewing off a unicorn's horn, this power became even more powerful. With four hooves on the ground, a circle of small fluorescent lights appeared on the ground with each step.
.
From the outer edge of the contaminated area, we walked to the inner side of the contaminated area, to the edge of the Elf Secret Realm. Elder Fahim did not rush in, but built a stone house on the spot and let everyone spend the night and repair it.
The next day, the team turned outwards and drew another wide line along the original green line.
Going back and forth like this, applying it repeatedly. Finally, due to the hard work of the soldiers and the purification of the casters for dozens of days, the entire forest in the polluted area has been covered with a brand new layer of green.
The four elf elders stood in a row, looking across the damaged and crumbling seal at the center of the secret realm, at the once glorious and sacred mountaintop. Four people, four eyes, with tears flowing down their faces.
Where you enter, you can see the remaining mountains, broken water, broken rocks and charred rocks.
The holy land of the elves, the former royal court of the elves, the place where the strongest magic, the most mysterious knowledge, and the hopes and aspirations of all the elves were once concentrated. Now, it is a lifeless and scorched black.
"...Anyway, the flames in the veins finally went out."
After a long, long time, Elder Kallen, the oldest, let out a long sigh. He flipped his hands and flew into the outer seal bit by bit, unfolding into a colorful and flowing light curtain. The old man stared at the light curtain for a long time.
Suddenly turning to Gretel:
"Little Grete, if you enter the secret realm tomorrow, why don't you go?"
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