After General Landseer received the report from the scouts, he immediately thought of the man in black robes.
Although I don't know what the purpose of this person is, in the past half month, he has been trying every means to help the human army, breaking through military fortresses one after another, and defeating the demon army's sneak attacks on the human army one after another.
But at this time, Landseer was finally sure that the black-robed man and the Jedi were on the side of the human army.
Otherwise, he would not have been able to help the human army again and again, and even managed to break through the nearly 100-meter-high giant stone gate of Soleby City despite nearly dying from serious injuries.
"Soldiers, advance at full speed! Take Soleby City!!"
Landseer was very excited.
In his opinion, this siege battle that had little hope suddenly took a huge turn for the better because of the appearance of the man in black robe.
Not far away in front of us is the demon army that is gathering in a hurry. It has obviously given up its defense and is ready to fight the human army head-on.
There is a huge disparity in numbers between the hundreds of thousands of demon troops and the more than 500,000 human troops, but equally, there is also a huge disparity in strength.
It is really difficult to determine who will win this battle.
But General Landseer had enough confidence.
At this time, the demonic army had already become a panicked group. It was vigorous, then weakened, and finally exhausted.
The human army must use absolutely powerful momentum to overwhelm the will of the hastily formed demon army in one fell swoop.
At that time, Soller Bicheng will definitely be in the bag.
Han Ming stumbled and jumped all the way to a mountain range.
In a pit filled with gravel, I found a sunken cave.
Han Ming held his belly with both hands and hurried into the cave.
He let go of his hands, and there were dozens of small wounds on his stomach. Among them, there were two largest wounds, which directly cut half of his stomach open.
If Han Ming hadn't used water-based healing techniques to treat his wounds while protecting his stomach with his hands, his internal organs would have already flowed out of his body by now.
"This time I killed three demon envoys and thousands of demon soldiers. The harvest is not small..."
Han Ming weakly and slowly sat down in front of the stone wall in the cave. He endured the great pain, gritted his teeth tightly, and leaned his shoulders against the stone wall.
This operation was significantly different from the one that intercepted the airship.
Last time, there were twenty airships in the sky, and each airship was raining blood. For others, this may not be an advantage. But for Han Ming, this is a once-in-a-lifetime advantage.
But this time it was different. He was fighting deep inside the demon army alone.
There is no liquid in the sky that can drip down to cooperate with his magic attacks. What's more, there are several fourth-level demons on the ground.
If Han Ming flew into the air, not only would he be unable to open the city gate, but the demon would also attack him with a spear or jump high into the air.
So he had to resist, relying on his powerful physical strength and terrifying water magic to forcefully break out a passage to the city gate among the demon army. Although this passage was only a short one for Han Ming
It's dozens of steps away, but every step taken costs a huge price.
Han Ming laughed at himself: "When did I become a popular person in the eyes of the demon army?"
Han Ming still clearly remembers the frightened expressions and panicked movements of the demon soldiers when they saw Han Ming when he appeared near the city gate dressed in black robes.
"The man in black robe!! It's the man in black robe!!!"
The demon soldiers screamed in horror, as if they had seen a ghost seeking their lives.
During the nearly twenty days in the Monte Empire, Han Ming continued to collect various precious herbs. The reason why he collected them in this place was because most of the herbs here were brought directly from the demon world by the demon soldiers. . There is absolutely no such thing in the human world.
In the notes that Chalard once gave to Han Ming, there are several formulas that have significant effects on recovering injuries, all of which require herbs from the demon world.
Although Zailard also found a substitute for the herbs in the human world that could temporarily replace the herbs from the demon world, the effectiveness of the medicine was also greatly reduced.
In addition, Han Ming also discovered a very interesting thing.
That is, the currency used by the demon soldiers is not similar to the currency in the human world, which is made of some rare ore, as Han Ming thought.
It's a small, round bead.
Contained in these beads is a very strange energy. This kind of breath Han Ming temporarily named it undead energy. This undead energy has very significant benefits for the magic soldiers.
Magic soldiers, whether they are warriors or magicians, can absorb the undead energy in these beads to replenish their bodies, or slowly improve their cultivation.
To put it simply, it is like a magic crystal in the human world. The only difference between the two is that the magic crystal can only be absorbed by magicians. But the undead energy can be absorbed by warriors and magicians. Common use by professions.
From this, Han Ming also understood something. Previously, he was still considering that although the fighting spirit and magic of the demon soldiers were divided into five different categories, most of them contained more of the aura of death, which was very thin. of dark energy. Han Ming was very curious about how these magic soldiers replenished their lost energy. And this time, he found the answer.
This kind of undead energy beads can not only replenish their energy, but can also be used as currency.
Han Ming naturally did not have such undead beads. Of course, all the herbs he collected were stolen.
Anyway, there are demon soldiers everywhere here and not a single human being, so Han Ming no longer has to worry so much. If you like something, just grab it. If you encounter any resistance, just kill it.
There is still a little more than a month left before the six-month deadline for destroying the sealing magic formation.
This time was plenty, and Han Ming was in no hurry to go back and join Li Chengfeng and the others.
Because of the issue mentioned earlier about the demon soldiers' currency, the Net Spirit Beads, Han Ming recently got a little bit of news.
Through Han Ming's careful attention along the way, he learned that a large part of the Net Spirit Beads were brought directly from the Demon Realm. There was also a part that was actually made directly in the Human Realm. This aroused Han Ming's great interest.
How this special product of the demon world can be produced in the human world, obviously there is still a huge secret.
"I hope this production method has nothing to do with humans..."
Han Ming let out a long sigh and began to comfort himself. Because he guessed many possibilities, one of which was that the undead beads made by the magic soldiers might have some connection with humans. As for what the connection was, Han Ming It's not clear yet.
Quietly leaning against the cold stone wall, Han Ming took out a small ceramic bottle from his storage bag.
Unscrewing the cork of the vial, a very unpleasant stench came out.
Han Ming frowned slightly.
This is a healing medicine he made based on a formula in Chalard's notes.
According to Chailard's records, this healing medicine has a very miraculous effect in treating wounds. Most of the demonic herbs that Han Ming collected previously were used to make this kind of thing.
Han Ming has always been prone to serious injuries. Even if he has strong vitality to repair his body, the continuous battles are starting to become too much for him.
The best way right now is to get these healing drugs with unique effects to recover from the injury as soon as possible.
"Can't I be mistaken? Why does it smell so bad?"
Han Ming wrinkled his nose and moved the vial away from his nose to avoid smelling the foul smell too much.
"Old man Chalard has been studying these weird things all his life, so there should be nothing wrong with him..."
Han Ming gritted his teeth, endured the almost unbearable stench, and gently tilted the small bottle down. The herbs that had been soaked in special liquid for several days had all dissolved. Otherwise, when Han Ming was making this healing medicine,
It’s impossible not to know the taste of this healing medicine.
"Damn it! Let's fight!"
Han Ming made up his mind and poured the small bottle into the palm of his left hand.
A thick and disgusting dark green mucus dripped from the porcelain bottle into the palm of Han Ming's hand.
With a look of disgust on his face, Han Ming turned his head away and stroked the disgusting mucus away from the two huge wounds on his stomach.
When the green mucus met the wound, it quickly began to make a strange, gurgling sound, like the sound of hot asphalt bubbling.
"vomit……"
Han Ming felt a wave of nausea. The mucus on his wound seemed to be alive and began to move up and down.
"Old Chalard, if this prescription doesn't work, I will definitely settle the score with you when I die!"
Han Ming cursed, but did not dare to stop his movements at all.
It is best to use this healing medicine in conjunction with the magician's healing spell, as its effect will be doubled.
As a water mage, Han Ming's healing skills are not as powerful as those of the wood type, but they are still better than nothing.
Both hands were condensed with water-based magical energy, and the healing spell slowly spread out from the palms.
When this soft light group met the dark green slime, the two suddenly began to form a wonderful combination.
The next feeling that Han Ming experienced was itching, a heart-wrenching itch that made him want to take out the Qinghong Sword and stir it vigorously on his stomach to relieve the strange itch.
Han Ming didn't dare to breathe at all at this time. His face, which had become pale due to excessive blood loss, was red from holding back. It was not because of lack of oxygen, but because the wound was too itchy. He did not dare to open his mouth, and as long as he
When you open your mouth, you will definitely laugh immediately.
This feeling is very unbearable, as if all your limbs are tied up with ropes, and then someone comes and gently scratches the most ticklish part of your body. But you can't resist. It's almost useful.
Life can be described as worse than death.
Han Ming tried hard to hold back his laughter, his body trembled, but his eyes bulged, and he cursed viciously: "Old Zhairad, you bastard! You did it on purpose, you must have done it on purpose! You won't let me go even to death.
, he definitely gave me this kind of cruel prescription on purpose and made me endure this inhuman torture."
He was scolded, but Han Ming had to admit that when he tried his best to suppress the unbearable itching and looked down, he suddenly discovered that along with his own water healing technique, there was a thick, disgusting, foul-smelling dark green
The se mucus has entered his skin, and his cut skin wound is slowly healing at a speed that even the naked eye can detect.
Although this speed looked extremely slow to the eye, it was enough to shock Han Ming.
Who has ever heard that the speed of wound healing can be observed with the naked eye? What a miraculous effect it must have.
Han Ming's nerves tightened, and then he felt happy about this magical healing medicine, and his nerves relaxed again.
Suddenly, the unbearable itching feeling broke through Han Ming's tolerance limit. He opened his mouth and laughed.
"Ah ha ha ha... Chailard... ha ha ha ha... grandson!!... ha ha ha ha... I'll beat you to death... ha ha ha ha ha ha... I'll skin you alive... ha ha ha ha... ha ha ha ha...
...Hahahaha...you uncle! It makes me so uncomfortable, hahahaha..."dd