Chapter 1352: Cut up the Demon King! Can I cut it?
Gretel subconsciously raised his hands to the sky.
The violent explosions are still continuing, and the power of the giant sword and the power of demons are still entangled. In the underground world, large numbers of demons are still exploding, burning, wailing and struggling...
But these are no longer the main enemies. As soon as the strongest big demon in front of them explodes, the elders' defense wall immediately expands outwards, and some even turn into an attack and start to sweep away the small and medium demons;
After all, even medium-sized demons have legendary or near-legendary power. It is a bit inefficient to kill them with the power of a single person instead of sweeping them with a magic circle.
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Elder Fahim jumped up and faced the pillar of skylight cast from the "deep well", flying high to the surface.
As the ultimate healer in the fertile forest, he has the most experience in both single-target treatment and large-scale treatment. He is very anxious at the moment and just wants to quickly treat the children above...
He increased his speed as fast as possible. If he hadn't considered the large-scale treatment after a while, he would have almost transformed into a swift - a golden dragon would not work. The speed of changing back and forth would be too slow, which would delay time.
At this time, it would be better if you delay even one minute or one second less!
He flew at high speed, almost whistling in the air. However, even so, when the elder emerged from the ground, he still only had time to see the gentle white light pattering in the sky, falling like rain:
It fell on the soldiers who fought bloody battles, on the soldiers who fell to the ground unconscious, and even penetrated under the earth and rocks, and fell on the soldiers who fell into cracks and pits and were buried in the earth and rocks!
Such extensive treatment…
Such a large-scale and powerful treatment...
Elder Fahim looked up at the white light, and there was a moment of confusion in his heart.
Looking down from the sky, it is gentle and abundant, peaceful and compassionate.
He had seen such brilliance once before, during the Summer Solstice Festival, when the queen, who used to be a princess, danced on the top of the World Tree.
In line with her dancing, Lady Silver Moon sheds silver light from the sky, bringing comfort to all her people...
But now, could it be that after they killed the demon, Ms. Silver Moon took pity on the injured children again?
No, that’s not right. Elder Fahim lowered his gaze and suddenly his eyes focused:
The healing light on the battlefield includes, in addition to gentle and tranquil white light, four colors of light: black, red, yellow, and green.
In addition to the colorful light, there are even light screens floating near the soldiers, with the numbers and lines on them constantly beating...
"Gretel, stop!!!" He couldn't help but shouted:
"You don't want your life!!!"
With such a large-scale and powerful treatment, even he, a legendary healer, needs to do his best. Little Gretel has just advanced to level 14. How did he do it?
How dare he?!
Even if something happens to him, nothing can happen to this child!
Even though Gretel was just a few hundred meters below him, and with his mental power, he could completely sense the little guy's condition, the elder still didn't dare to believe himself. In shock, he almost turned around and rushed back to the original place.
At this moment, a steady voice came from below:
"He's okay. I'm here."
It was the voice of Elder Aimat.
This great elder has always been calm, reliable, and very friendly to Gretel.
Elder Fahim breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down, and began to treat the wounded on the battlefield. While treating the wounded, he still couldn't help but feel uneasy:
What happened to this kid, Little Gretel?
Gretel... Gretel launched such a large-scale healing technique without using his own power at all.
In the dark, he just let go of his mind, communicating with the will of the world, communicating with the Emerald Dream, communicating with the ancient trees under his feet, and communicating with the entire magic circle of Yongju Island:
Help!
Help!
I will tell you everything I know and ask you to do your best to save your compatriots on the battlefield above!
The meditation core is operating at full strength, projecting each spell model to the ancient tree, to the Emerald Dream, and to the magic circle above. Please study, please remember, please——
Use these spell models to activate healing magic on a large scale!
Gentle white light falls like rain.
When the white light disappeared, Gretel finally opened his eyes. He looked left and right in the darkness, feeling a little confused for a moment.
It wasn't until a ball of light rose up and he looked again at the light of the ball that he burst out laughing:
"Cerella!"
Gretel raised his voice. He raised his hand, and a mage's hand flew out and scratched the dragon wings that wrapped him in the distance:
"I'm fine! Thank you!"
The dragon wings opened slightly. The silver light shrank and faded like water. Soon, what caught Gretel's eyes was Cerela's gentle and charming face that was both happy and angry.
"Gretel! You succeeded! - Oh, it's really dangerous this time!"
"I know." Grete jumped lightly, jumped down from the horizontal branch, and landed next to her. He held her in one arm, turned around, and bowed slightly to the busy elders around him:
"Thank you."
"It's nothing, it should be." Elder Amat paused his palms slightly, turned his head and smiled at him:
"The last blow was thanks to you, right? Come on, come over and see if there are any trophies you want -"
Gretel followed his call and walked over. Looking up, various colored lights kept flashing, illuminating the entire cave in a strange way. Under the ancient trees and in front of the cave, there were various strange things piled up:
Grete tried hard to identify them. Some might be carapace, some might be claws, and some couldn't tell what they were.
Probably, maybe, it's always the fragments dropped by those monsters?
While watching, two huge mage hands held a large black limb and floated upward. Along the way, black blood dripped and the smell filled the sky.
Gretel was still eighteen feet away from that thing when he was suffocated and fell over. He subconsciously took two steps back and cast a bubble spell on himself, but it couldn't cover up the stench.
Before he could ask, Elder Emma pointed at the thing and smiled:
"Or do you want this? This is the largest piece of limb that fell off the demon king that was killed today. Maybe you can use it if you take it?"
"What use do I need it for..."
Gretel grimaced. Elder Emmat smiled lovingly and shook his head:
"This is a demon beyond the legendary level, and it comes from outside this world. It is a rare material. Don't you want to study it? Know its structure, its composition, and its secrets?"
"this……"
Grete hesitated. After all, he was really curious. Cutting up a demon king or something like that was not something you would just get the opportunity to do——