Chapter 1336 Is it feasible to use magic to replenish fluids?
The front lines are filled with white blades and flesh and blood flying everywhere.
Enemies covered in black, gray and ugly faces were strangled together with elves who had turned into giant bears, elves in armor, and squat ancient trees.
Bernard was wearing heavy armor and was on the front line of the attack, swinging the big bone stick in his hand. Blood would burst out from time to time on the barbarian, but the white healing skills would always fall in time.
On the big bone stick, a phantom would appear from time to time, let out bursts of roars, swallow an enemy in one bite, and bite with all his strength...
I don’t know how the elves strengthened his bone club. All in all, it was much stronger than the version Gretel had seen before. Moreover, judging from the strength of his attacks, it seemed to be much stronger?
Should, maybe, maybe, you can advance to the next level soon, right?
Gretel was happy for Bernard, but at the same time worried for the soldiers on the battlefield. In this kind of evenly matched battle, the most fearful thing is that a strong enemy suddenly appears...
Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden roar of filial piety from the opposite front, and a guy who was more than three people tall and covered with iron chains stood up and waved the iron chains casually.
At the end of the iron chain, an iron ball with a diameter of more than half a foot and covered with spikes was tied, extending several meters away. In an instant, it swept through most of the circle.
The elves stumbled and kept retreating. Bernard was too big to dodge for a moment, so he quickly retracted the big bone club, but he still couldn't completely ward it off——
A large gash was opened immediately on the right thigh, and blood spurted out!
The column of blood went straight upward, spurting out for more than one meter. Gretel saw it from a distance, his heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he lost his voice:
"aorta!"
This amount of bleeding, the height at which the blood spurts out, be sure not to cut off the aorta!
While shouting, he stretched out his hand and threw a [Cure Fatal Wounds] quickly. You have to catch up, you have to catch up!
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However, his position was too far away, and he had never practiced casting spells to increase distance. The white light shot straight forward, and when he saw that it was still five or six meters away from Bernard, it became weak and weak.
Gretel sighed, and based on the principle of not wasting, he could only throw the healing spell to another elf nearby. Alas, Bernard, Bernard...
Although judging by the momentum of the blood spurting out, the main artery will not be completely severed, but, but!
This speed of blood loss is still shocking! Whether you can pass the test safely depends on the battlefield rescue and whether you can keep up!
Fortunately, the battlefield rescue was still very effective. Just as Grete shouted, a giant bear didn't even look back. With a wave of its paw, a ball of light immediately landed on the injured area of Bernard's right leg.
The blood flow slowed down slightly, and a huge leopard pounced from behind the battle line. It picked up Bernard's collar and threw it at him, then lowered his head and dived into the crowd——
"Coming down! Coming down!"
Grete clenched his fists, shouted, and jumped down from the ancient tree. In desperation, he didn't even activate the Feather Falling Technique, and let himself drift slowly...
The longbow elf hiding in the tree said "Ouch", and before he could stop him, Gretel had already landed on his feet. Then, he wiggled as expected...
"Ouch, it hurts..."
Gretel bared his teeth, jumped on one foot, and rushed towards Bernard—and the leopard carrying Bernard on his back.
After reaching enough distance, he immediately took a picture of the guardianship spell. Several rays of light connected to the barbarian. Grete's eyes widened and he scanned quickly:
"Heart rate 150...blood pressure 70,45...respiration 33...blood oxygen is okay...electrocardiogram..."
While muttering to himself, he quickly estimated the blood loss just now. Well, the blood pressure can still be measured. Although the heart rate is too fast, considering that he was exercising vigorously at the time, the basic heart rate is already high.
This blood pressure, pulse pressure difference, and blood loss are more than 1,500 ml. Considering the weight of the barbarian, it may exceed 2,000 ml...
The leopard ran up to Gretel in one breath, stopped, and shook its whole body. With this shake, the barbarian's huge body was thrown off, and it fell to the ground like feathers.
"Ah, thank you..."
Gretel hurried over to pick him up, and at the same time threw a healing spell over to stop the barbarian's bleeding first.
The leopard didn't know which elf warrior it was. At this moment, the leopard purred and actually threw a ball of light at Gretel's ankle to heal his sprained foot. He turned his head and turned into a bolt of lightning before rushing back to the battle line.
"Boss, I'm fine..."
The barbarian was moaning as he was dying, and was about to turn over. Gretel didn't even think about it, so he shot it with a tranquility spell:
"Lie down!"
At the same time, with quick hands, he took out the needle, connected the vines, took out the prepared Ringer liquid, and heated it with magic. At the same time, several branches hung down from the ancient tree, with arms and legs, no, branches and leaves, barbaric.
People take off their armor...
"Hey! Just in time! Give me one to hang up the infusion bottle!"
Gretel grabbed one with quick eyesight, and without any explanation, he hung up the infusion bottle. Heated the Ringer solution to 37 degrees, slapped a [Advanced Demonized Weapon] on the needle, inhaled, exhaled...
But be sure to poke it in!
Bernard's defense is very high. If the needle cannot penetrate the blood vessel, open the intravenous access and infuse fluid because the skin is too thick, it will be a big joke!
Fortunately, although Bernard's level is not low, Grete, who has gone through knight training and elf combat training, is not comparable to the previous little priest.
He applied a series of spells on himself, including [Power of the Barbarian Bull] and [Elegance of the Cat]. With quick eyesight and steady hands, he inserted a needle in. Two consecutive intravenous pathways were opened, and the transparent liquid was inserted in squirts:
"Hey, what did you lose?"
From the ancient tree, an elf jumped down lightly and took a photo of it with [Identification Technique]:
"Saline water? He has lost so much blood, why are you pouring salt water into his body?!"
Gretel was busy checking Bernard's injuries and had no time to pay attention to him. He just pointed at the monitoring light screen and asked him to look at it by himself.
The elf frowned and looked at the numbers and lines up and down for a long time. He couldn't figure it out, so he simply threw out another spell to measure the life breath of the barbarian.
When you throw it out, you will see a red pillar rising slowly. After rising for a while, the entire pillar turns into dark yellow, and then slowly turns into light yellow...
"He's really getting better! Can he get better by filling him with salt water?"
The elf circled around Gretel, and then circled again, amazed:
"Where is your blood-replenishing magic? Haven't you used it on him yet? Just the salt water will make him better? Can the salt water be poured in faster? Can it be poured in all at once?"
"Definitely not possible..."
Grete had already cleaned the wound on Bernard's leg, connected the blood vessels, and was connecting the muscles one by one. He didn't even raise his head after hearing this:
"Look at the tube, it's just that thick, the needle is just that thick, and the blood vessels inside are just that thick... If you pour a bottle of water in at once, it's definitely not going to be able to fill it..."