Vol 2 Chapter 1192: Life-saving water

Chapter 1192 Water for Lifesaving
The flame burned extremely fiercely. However, when the wind blew, it was clear that there was no figure in the pit except the flame.
Time goes back to the moment.
The arrow of flames illuminates the fear of Griffith. It knows that he can't hide. There is despair in his heart, but there is a kind of calmness to death.
However, it is at the most critical moment. Grie Wu felt that there was a force behind him. Griffith stunned, only to hear a bang in the ear, and it was black in front of him.
When it returned to God, it already appeared on the other side of the field.
At the same time, there was a strong gasping behind him.
Looking back, I saw a virtual shadow drilled into the body of Anger, which seemed to be a soul.

The soul is out?
When Griffith’s mind was wondering, a sudden pain suddenly spread from underneath.
Looking down, I only saw a burst of bright red.
Before relying on the soul of Anger, Greewood did escape the attack that could kill him. However, the arrow of the flame that was strengthened by the Flameless Lord was actually the power of the burning flame. It formed a huge danger range, even if Angel had successfully escaped the arrow of flames with Grie Wu, but Grie Wu was still affected by the range of the flame burning.
Just one wiping, directly to the position of the chest and abdomen of Griwu, appeared a large hole.
The blood is flowing out of the wounded hole.
Even though Griffith has escaped the deadly attack, this scrap has almost killed its life.
After Anger was behind Geruiwu, although it was also shocked, all the direct forces were picked up by Griffith, so Anger was only a skin injury, not serious.
Anger looked at the injury that almost let Gruidu fall into the demise, and his eyes flashed anxiously.
It was a fact that Griffith had saved Toby before. Even if Griffith’s injury was self-seeking, he couldn’t bear to watch Griffith die.
He quickly took out a bottle of velvet medicine from the bracelet and dripped it on the wound of Greewood. But the velvet medicinal agent was not close to the wound, and suddenly it turned into a steam and disappeared.
Anger stunned and observed through the spiritual force, only to find that there was a flame of fire near Griffith's wound. Although it could not be seen with the naked eye, it always existed there, and it was like a shin. Hey, keep burning, and even spread out at the wounds of Greewood.
The wound itself is very large and is also eroded by the flame of fire.
It was not long before Griffith’s eyes began to slowly lose their spirits.
The spirit of Anger swept through the pharmacy reserve in the bracelet, and there was almost no pharmacy to deal with the situation of Greewood. He thought about it and finally took a bottle of dark green medicine from the bracelet.
Dark green pharmacy looks bland, but when you look closely, you will feel a wonderful sense of depth.
This is a bottle of medium-sized medicine, which is a rare bottle of medium-sized medicine in Anger's hands.
His name is "Wailed to Wait."
The bottle of pharmacy was found in the hidden dead space of Silver Palm Island. In the tomb of the ship, Anger found it in a relic of a sorcerer named Haskar.
Withered, the original effect is for life extension. And the effect is extremely high, even if placed at the auction, the price is absolutely high.
However, Angel took out this bottle of withered, but not because of its longevity effect, but withered and waiting for a very special role: a significant reduction in life consumption.
Anger can think of the way to save Griffith, that is, by dying, delaying the life and death of Greewood, activating its life potential, and then trying to cure the wound.
When Anger picked up the withered wait, he poured it into the mouth of Griffith.
Graewood, who has fallen into an unconscious state, finally feels chaotic thinking under the influence of pharmacy, and slowly begins to clarify, and the confused eyes are re-clear.
Graewood faintly saw that Angel was pouring some kind of pharmacy into it, and wanted to come, that is, to make it feel the source of warmth and comfort.
Greewood wants to say thank you, but the mouth has not yet been exported, and its pupil suddenly shrinks.
"...back, back." Greewood tried his best to scream this short vocabulary from the dull throat.
At that time, Anger was rapidly spreading the withered treatment effect through a second-level trick, Pharmacy Guidance. After hearing the voice of Greewood, Angel spoke.
behind?
Angel looked back with doubts.
A burning shadow covered Angel's sight.
In Anger's pupil, a huge porcelain white palm is reflected. From the structural point of view, this palm is very like the hand of magic, with some kind of illusory nature, the only difference from the hand of magic is that this porcelain white palm burns with a blazing flame.
Angel had no time to escape, and he was pinched by the palm of his hand.
Angel’s eyes were still in sorrow, and he did not know what happened. Then in the next second, he felt the chest and waist and a strong sense of squeezing. That kind of powerful force even made Anger an illusion that all his viscera seemed to be crushed into pieces and finally entangled with sticky blood.
This unbearable torture made Angel's eyes begin to appear white.
The pain constantly hits Angel's endurance limit. Angel can't think of anything at this time, and can't move. It can only passively bear the strong pain of the body being squeezed and the skin being burned.
In Anger's thinking, this pain lasted for a long time.
But in reality, there is only a short moment.
Anger only heard a disgusting "squeaky" sound, and the white porcelain palm suddenly loosened. He fell on the ground and fell on the maroon ground.
At this point, his body was distorted, especially his limbs, which were almost broken into numbers. On the skin that is burnt into black carbon, it is braving white smoke.
Anger fell to the ground, breathing in a big mouth, every time he gasped, he brought out a lot of blood and unknown minced meat.
He could feel that although the internal organs were not completely broken, but the distance was not far, and the viscera was not damaged, every inch of his bones seemed to have been broken.
The pain is not diminished compared to when it was previously squeezed.
......
Enduring the pain, Anger tried his best to raise his head, but he saw the porcelain white giant hand above his head, suddenly turned into a white light, and plunged into the body of the flameless Lord in the distance.
The Flameless Lord is looking at Angel with a disgusting look.
To be precise, look at a gray seabird that is scattered around Anger.
The hand of the porcelain white was indeed made by him, but he was not trying to kill the humble human being, just because the human being had saved a young fire demon, and a small statue appeared in his pocket.
The flameless Lord looked at the statue and felt a little familiar.
Since he had moved his hand, he did not spare any effort to prepare this man to be a meatloaf, but when he was ready to use force, he suddenly felt that this human being had a breath that made him extremely disgusted.
The Flameless Lord who immediately responded, released Angel.
At the same time, He also found the source of the breath that made him disgusted—it was the seabird.
"It turned out to be the curse of the bad luck patrols. It is no wonder that when they came from the void, they encountered various obstacles." The flameless Lord’s eyes were disgusting.
The Flameless Lord now understands why there is a variety of bad luck in the pursuit of all the way. These bad luck are not applied to him. He is only passively encountering the aftermath of the curse of the disaster.
Angel did not think that the fact that he saved his life was not the mercy of the Flameless Lord, but the curse of Toby.
He gasped and looked at Toby, who was thrown to the ground, and his eyes flashed.
Fortunately, he actually succumbed to a life by the curse of the disaster, but also fortunate that Toby was not affected by the hands of the porcelain white.
Angel did not die, and the Flameless Lord did not care. His eyes slowly moved away from Toby.
Although he faintly thinks that Toby is a bit strange, these are not important now.
The eyes of the Flameless Lord fell to another thing that had fallen from Angel before, and it was this thing that attracted the attention of the Flameless Lord.
On the maroon ground, there is a delicate statue lying quietly.
"It turned out to be a natural thing?" The flameless Lord looked at the statue and uttered his voice in his mouth. The meticulous appearance immediately reminded the flameless master of the demon.
- Cruel scholars.
"There is a natural descendant, so you are a believer in the cruel scholars?" The flameless Lord looked at Angel, and his eyes flashed amazed. This descending object is different from the chain of Popota, which is the descendant of the day after tomorrow, but this descendant was born with the demon and belongs to the natural descendant.
Only the best who is trusted by the devil will be given this.
Angel didn't answer, because he didn't even have the strength to reply. The Flameless Lord did not care, but glanced at Angel.
"There is no imprint of a cruel scholar? Why did He leave the natural birth to you?" The Flameless Lord whispered softly: "Interesting, so interesting."
The Flameless Lord suddenly raised interest in this human.
However, this human being can be put aside for a while, and later there is time to study. Now, the first solution is... Oroussia.
The eyes of the Flameless Lord returned to Orosia.
When Angel saw the eyes of the Flameless Lord, he left himself, and he struggled, endured endless pain, and took out the life-saving water from the bracelet with the crumbling spirit.
This is the life-saving water that he fought before the abyss.
Anger remembers that the armored mother-in-law said that even if it is a fatal injury, it can be saved by the life-saving water.
Anger did not know whether the iron armor said it was true or not, but now his own situation knows that the internal organs are almost broken in the Thai half. If the water of life is useless to him, he may not be able to live.
With luck and expectation, Anger took the life-saving water.
As a cool liquid rolled into the throat, Angel's eyes lit up in the next second. He felt a powerful life and was quickly repairing the injuries in the body.
Broken organs, broken bones, all recover at a visible rate.
Just as Anger waited for his body to recover, a weak voice came from his ear.
"Natural precipitation... is the only life..."
(End of this chapter)