Chapter 760: A Dangerous Surgery in which the Operator Was Killed
The moment he saw the dark green moss expanding in area, Gretel's hair suddenly started to stand up.
wipe!
Moss reproduces through spores!
Who knows if this stuff will flow along the blood vessels, into the heart, and throughout the body, taking root in all kinds of tiny places! In the magical world, who knows what moss can grow on the flesh and blood of a 16th-level magician?
What happened!
He jumped forward and screamed when he was burned by the flames. He instinctively shrank back and summoned the hands of two high mages. He hammered the door while shouting:
"Block the blood vessels! Block the blood vessels! If it's too late, block the veins returning to the heart first! Block the lymphatic vessels! If you can't find it, go down the lymph nodes in the neck and look for the thick tubes next to the largest lymph nodes!
Let me in!!!"
Everything else is easy to deal with. Skin, muscles, and bones are all easy to deal with. Anyway, their internal circulation depends on other tissues.
The blood vessels and lymphatic system are the most susceptible to foreign invaders traveling up the pipes!
The door opened with a creak. The flame clothes wrapped around him fluttered and stretched forward, giving him room to move forward. Gretel noticed that there was no gap in the flame clothes itself.
Senior Brother Baierbo is really vigilant in protecting his own safety.
Alas, I really have to work hard to improve my abilities in the future. When a qualified healer sees a patient, he should be able to go up and perform surgery, instead of being isolated far away and having others protect him!
Gretel quickly walked into the treatment room. He was still ten steps away from the operating table, and his flame clothes suddenly tightened. Gretel's front showed a bright golden red color, and he declared a threat with bared teeth and claws:
Don't come over here!
"Don't come over here!"
Sure enough, Senior Brother spoke...
Gretel thought for a while, and then released the silver skeleton first and asked it to take two steps forward. Sure enough, the two sides of Yanyi were pulled in the middle, forming a gourd shape, separating him from the skeleton.
Then, Grete was still tightly sealed, and the flame clothing spread out in front of the skeleton, and a new road appeared. The flame clothing even transformed into an arrow, pointing forward...
Senior brother, I have eyes and I can see by myself. Grete silently cursed and directed the silver skeleton to move forward and stand next to Senior Sister Philby:
"Master Archmage, don't worry, I will be your assistant. Well, the blood vessels around here..."
The silver skeleton held the scalpel, cut open the skin flap with a sharp cut. Archmage Bielsa had a sharp eye and quick hands, and quickly released a healing spell to stop the blood on the edge of the skin. Well, there is no gap left, not for the moss!
"Protect the wound! Cover the incision with gauze soaked in holy water!"
The scalpel floated to the side, and the mage's hands used blunt separation to pull apart the subcutaneous fat. Pull, pull, it couldn't be pulled... Gretel silently flew out of the surgery box:
Fortunately, he hadn't been lazy before and asked a dwarf to forge a complete set of tools mixed with mithril. Otherwise, the powerful mage's hand wouldn't be able to pull it, and it would be too late to cry again.
Separate and clamp the blood vessels; separate and clamp the blood vessels. Various surgical instruments are wandering in the hands of the silver skeleton. The archmage of Black Crow Swamp stands beside him, and he has been completely reduced to a hook-drawing tool:
No bleeding here!
There’s no bleeding here!
Here...he actually didn't cut it with a knife, but used the strange pliers to hold it and carefully open it up little by little! It makes sense. In this case, the blood vessels and muscles are stuck together and will not be cut off, causing heavy bleeding!
Here... well, the hemostatic forceps reached down and clamped it accurately! How did Master Nordmark know that there was a small blood vessel here?
Fortunately, he was invited in... If it were him, that layer of moss would have grown over half of his body, right?
Grete himself was also very cautious, trying to minimize bleeding and exposing the wound. At the same time, Archmage Baierbo had been standing at the edge, using a thin layer of transparent flame to block the dark green moss, trying hard to prevent the moss from spreading.
The layer of flames was as thin as paper, and the color was almost transparent and pure white. Gretel only glanced at it, and then let the silver skeleton and the knife in its hand try to avoid it:
Who knows how hot that thing is! His surgical equipment is made of fine steel mixed with mithril, and it might melt if touched!
Moss seemed to be afraid of these flames, and huddled up with its head drooped, lying as low as possible. Gretel finished blocking the most important blood vessels and lymphatic vessels, and took a deep breath:
"Careful, I'm about to start cutting!"
"No problem, let's cut it." The one who responded was Archmage Philby, who was lying on the operating table with her eyes slightly closed. She used the [Delay Pain Modification] invented by Gretel to block the pain in her arm. At this moment, he closed his eyes and concentrated on the alien creature on his shoulder:
Gretel stretched the muscles and went deep inside, and saw a faint electric light flowing in her fascia and muscles.
Obviously, this archmage has been using his own energy to fight against the moss on his shoulders. If not for this, a weaker being would have been eaten up by this magical plant long ago.
"Be careful." Archmage Baierbo warned:
"When flesh and blood are cut off, Philby's strength will be weakened to the lowest level. Protect yourself."
"No problem, senior brother!" Grete assured loudly. He stood on tiptoes and looked at it, then threw a few rounds of healing magic on the hemostatic forceps and scalpel in the skeleton's hand. When he felt that it was not enough, he said loudly:
"Arch Mage Bielsa! Please, I can heal you at any time!"
"OK!"
The sacred power jumped on the scalpel. Grete concentrated and held his breath, separated the contaminated skin based on what he had seen on the previous X-ray film, and gently lifted it up with a hemostat.
Just as a layer of dark green moss was peeled off, it suddenly exploded!
"careful!"
In front of Gretel, on his side, behind him, and above his head, flames surged. The golden-red flames turned into pure white, swallowing three feet around him, making him unable to see anything clearly.
As for the mental power that controlled the Silver Skeleton, it was temporarily cut off under such a strong energy storm.
When Yanyi regained his composure, Gretel looked forward and screamed.
"My skeleton!"
My silver skull!
The moss is all attached to it! From top to bottom, from the skull to the right hand and the chest, the whole thing is wrapped in dark green!
The dark green thing was still expanding rapidly, swallowing it up as it expanded, and it had grown to the leg bone...
"My skeleton! My scalpel! My hemostat!!!"
It was all swallowed up! Some of the most convenient surgical tools I use!!!
What on earth is this moss? Why do you swallow everything you see?
The golden-red flame showed no mercy, wrapping the skull and moss together, and quickly closed in. The Archmage from Black Crow Swamp looked at it with a face full of pain, and after a while he tremblingly asked:
"...Are you still going to do the surgery?"
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