Chapter 425: Dancing to the ritual (6)

Chapter 425 Dance to the Sacrifice (6)
At the same time, Rome.
After several hours of "skinning" stripping, the comet almost fainted.
His injuries were basically not improved. Not only did the dragon scales not grow back, but the flesh was basically not restored. The old skin just stuck on the old bandage and fell during the process of removing the bandage.
The ointment covered also only plays a role in anti-inflammatory and anti-bacterial. The therapist did not apply a little, and the dragon felt the burning pain.
It took half a day, and it was hard to change the old bandage with blood and replace it with a clean new bandage - but it has already begun to be stained with blood.
"At the end, is it finally good?" asked the star of the star, and also saw the Archmage Merlin. He was responsible for magic treatment after the comet was replaced with a bandage.
"Give it to me," Merlin told the therapist. The therapist nodded and left after he had cleaned up.
"Mage, your treatment is useless." Comet complained. Merlin came for a few days and used the magic treatment for the dragon every day, but the results were minimal.
"That must be persisted. If you even give up treatment yourself, you really haven't saved it." Merlin encouraged.
The treatment magic is actually the simplest and purest magic. The magician only needs to gather the photons in the environment and send them to the part of the patient that needs treatment. The photons that slowly infiltrate into the patient will stimulate the damaged cells. The wound accelerates healing.
However, the comet has the key fragments of the world's wall, and there are as many as six. This thing can absorb free photons at an amazing rate.
Therefore, whenever Merlin uses healing magic for Comet, the photons emitted from his palm are instantly sucked away by key fragments in the heart of the comet. In this way, not only does it not achieve the effect of treating the flesh, but the instantaneous influx of photons also imposes a burden on the heart of the comet.
Therefore, Merlin's treatment magic does not work. What he can do is to release a very small amount of photons at a time and treat it a little bit at a time. I hope that this incomparably slow treatment will cure the skin of the comet without exploding the comet's heart.
However, the body of the comet is also deteriorating. Blood loss, infection, and persistent weakness are all counteracting the therapeutic effects of Merlin. Not only has the treatment not progressed, it can even be said that it is going backwards.
Xinghui Long looked at the sulky face of Archmage. He whispered, "How much time do I have?"
Merlin thought for a moment, and finally replied: "About three days."
The comet blinked. This is basically the same as his estimate. Dragons can know a lot of things with intuition. They are masters who use [true knowledge]. The most predictable thing for the dragons is their own death.
When it is about to come, it feels so direct, you can almost hear it whispering to you.
Death is not terrible, it is gentle and quiet, and it always gives a suffering hug to a suffering soul.
Comet is not afraid of death. He is just full of regrets. If he only lives in the form of a dragon, he may not have such regrets; but now, he has existed in human form for too long, and he has been so deeply involved with human beings that he has left so many flaws -
I have never had it, I don’t care about losing it; once I have it, I don’t want to lose it anymore.
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In the form of a dragon, he lived for more than 10,000 years. He is alive, but he has never really lived;
In the form of human beings, he lived for less than a month. He lived very wonderfully and was very happy.
And he is greedy, wants to live more exciting, happier and happier. It was because he could not do it in the short time he left, so he felt very sorry.
"I won't want you to find a way to help me prolong my life, Master." The comet whispered, "But I beg you, find a way to get me out of bed again - one day, one day is enough. Then I will Death without regrets."
"A day? I think about it." Merlinth ropeway. That is a difficult request, but the Master is superb and will always think of a solution.
The comet closed his eyes, and the distress caused him to stay awake. But at least, he is falling asleep with hope.
Looking at the comet that had been comatose, Archmage Merlin sighed and lowered his voice and said, "Sorry, child. You could have been saved, but I can't risk the destruction of the world, just to save you alone. ""
Saving a person and ensuring the safety of the world, Merlin took these two things on the balance beam, he easily chose the latter.
He easily chose the Starlight Dragon Comet as a victim of fate.
But one thing is his miscalculation.
Even the comet didn't know that Charlotte gave the comet's mobile phone with her photo, and the comet accidentally turned on its recording function, recording all the conversations between Merlin and the comet.
In the evening, after reading a hearty World of Warcraft meat dinner, Bedieville and Albert waited anxiously for Paphos' arrival. Dianna has told her to go to Paff, but she can't find a trace of a herbalist.
Of course, Puff killed a foxman foreman this morning and was "fearing sin." If he deliberately hides, it is really difficult for the leopard to find him.
"What is [[Death Tour]?" Bettiville washed his body and jumped into the bath and turned to ask the old butler Simmons.
"That is a traditional way of fighting for my family." The old housekeeper put the washed clothes on the wooden bench and scented aroma in the room. "The two teams of the duel each have three fighters to carry out the big Fight until the three of them all surrender or die."
"So, we have to find Paphos. It’s absolutely unfavorable for us to fight against the three brothers of Hackett." Albert said, blowing his wings into the water. "Oh, this it." The wings are really in the way."
The baths that were not big enough were crowded by the winged tiger-boys and seemed to be more crowded.
"You should be glad that at least Paff is not here." Albert said with a wry smile. "If even he squeezes in, the two of us don't have to take a shower. And the duel that might throw away the fate, I definitely have to take a shower and face it again -"
"What about your legs?" Biddivil asked worriedly. "Has it been cured?"
"Yeah." Ayr moved to the broken left leg. Although he still has a splint, he can't feel the pain in his left leg. The golden egg that was eaten not only allowed him to grow his wings, but he also cured his leg injury.
"Beddy, something I want to tell you, if I can't survive -" the tiger boy looked at the old leopard Simmons.
Simmons left the bathroom very interestingly, allowing two interracial teenagers to talk privately.