Chapter 49: Doctors and the Priesthood
Sam's combo, it's not over yet!
Bumping, stabbing, stabbing... It's obviously a triple kill.
Any monster, it has its own defensive weaknesses, even if it's a dragon.
Like this thick-furred burst bandeau, its eyes, ears, mouth and nose are its weak points of defense. But this guy will also instinctively defensively, wielding a pair of bear paws so airtight that it won't give anyone a chance at all.
And in addition to the head, it actually has an Achilles heel!
The moment the bear crashed to the ground, it exposed the weakest piece of flesh under its abdomen.
Just when Wren was dumbfounded, Uncle Sam, who overturned the giant bear in two moves, shot again...
He didn't hesitate at all, and the spear in his hand stabbed out like a poisonous snake hunting, and stabbed the giant bear in the lower abdomen with precision!
This spear entered without any barrier.
Wren was stunned...
Seeing that the nearly three-meter-long iron spear had submerged into most of the bear's body, people couldn't help but feel that their chrysanthemums were inexplicably tight.
"A shot at Ju?"
Seeing this golden classic move, Wren unconsciously thought of the classic hero in a certain game, Chrysanthemum Letter!
The spear shook, the spear came out like a dragon, smashed the yellow dragon, and the stick was stained with...
The move was completed in one go, and everyone could see that the giant bear didn't have time to howl, and the two little short legs clamped suddenly, as if someone had poked the node of fate, and his expression was aggrieved and stiffened there.
Sure enough, whether it is a human or a demonic beast, when a chrysanthemum is poked, it is this painful expression that wants to cry without tears.
.......
"Killed?"
Wren looked at the bursting bear that didn't toss anymore, and the glint of anticipation in his eyes became more intense.
If there is any way to inflict a "one-hit-kill" effect on a monster like a Burst Brown Bear, which has rough skin and thick flesh.
Poke chrysanthemums are definitely one of the top choices on the list.
Although this smelly move is not very elegant, it is indeed the cleanest one.
The third-order [Demon Hunter] move can already be used to unleash fighting energy.
The spear pierced into the chrysanthemum just now, and if nothing else, Uncle Sam's fighting spirit must have poured into the giant bear's body. That feeling is like holding a repeating musket, blocking the muzzle of the gun on the giant bear chrysanthemum and pulling the trigger, suddenly...
The moves are all soft meat and knives.
.......
Laugh at~
In the next moment, Uncle Sam pulled out his spear, and a stream of bloody arrows burst out in an instant.
The huge brown bear did not get up again, and its limbs went limp weakly.
"Killed! Hahaha..."
"The Burst Brown Bear has been killed, and we are saved!"
“...”
Everyone saw the light of day in their despair, their faces were ecstatic, and their morale skyrocketed.
The most intractable enemy was killed, and Uncle Sam was freed up, and they were saved.
Wren on the side was also excited, but he felt a little incredible. They were shrouded in the dark cloud of annihilation just now, and now they are suddenly victorious?
The turn came so suddenly, like in a dream...
This Uncle Sam, who said that his "martial arts skills were mediocre", actually killed the third-order burst brown bear alone? A forest overlord who needs to lead a whole team to make up his mind if he changes to another [Demon Hunter]?
But in any case, the most dangerous moment has passed, and if there is no accident, they should live to see the sun tomorrow.
......
And at this time, Uncle Sam, who had his hands free, rushed over like a killing god.
He was heavily armoured, and he was not afraid of the bite of those wind demon wolves. Often, a slap of a shield, or a stab with a spear, can easily hit a demon wolf.
Then, while he was still in a violent state, he directly found the second-order wolf king who could spit out wind blades, and pressed it on the ground with a fierce hammer, directly poking it into a honeycomb.
At this moment, the original more than fifty wind wolves had already suffered heavy casualties, and now the wolves were leaderless, and they were killed in the blink of an eye.
Almost all the members of the "Mountain Antelope Hunting Troupe" were wounded, but at this moment, they saw the hope of victory, and they burst out with amazing combat power one by one...
Not long after, corpses littered the vicinity of the camp.
After the most threatening wind wolves were almost wiped out, it was difficult for those scattered demonic beasts to pose much of a threat to everyone.
There was a sound of battle in the distance of the forest, it was the other beast tide hunting groups that were still fighting, and it sounded like there was a stronger movement than the third-order demonic beasts.
I don't know how many hunters will expose the wilderness on this mountain road to the "Shining City" tonight.
......
Barth, the commander of the "Mountain Antelope Regiment", led the team to clean up the battlefield and rehook the defensive ring and traps to prevent further accidents.
And after Uncle Sam went berserk, he fell into a period of weakness.
He removed his helmet, revealing a pale face that looked like a kidney defect, and then found a rock to rest against by the campfire.
Wren was bandaging a wounded man, and when he saw the man who had survived tonight coming over, he asked with concern, "Uncle Sam, are you injured and need treatment?" ”
"No... I'm just a little dizzy and weak. ”
Sam shook his head, smiled a little reluctantly, and said, "It's okay, just rest for one night, this is the sequelae of my madness mysticism." ”
"Oh."
Wren nodded.
The strength can be hidden, but the personality can't be changed, he always feels that this honest and honest uncle's expression is weird...
However, he didn't have time to think about it, because there were a lot of wounded.
Except for the musketeers and crossbowmen who hid in the trees and sniped with cold guns, almost all of the "mountain antelope" had wounds on their bodies.
But now after the battle, everyone was overjoyed that although there were two seriously injured members, not a single person in the entire team died in this terrifying beast tide.
This is already a blessing in misfortune, and everyone's faces are filled with happy smiles for the rest of the season.
......
The crowd gathered the wounded together, and now it was the doctor's turn to keep busy.
The doctor of the "Gazelles", Pasha, is a nun who knows how to heal spells and also knows some surgical skills.
She looked at Wren's smooth stitching skills and couldn't help but exclaim: "Doctor Wren, you are simply amazing. Did you learn your medicine at the Omar Imperial Medical School? With such solid surgical skills, watching you suture is like watching another artistic performance! ”
Only professionals understand professional things.
To the uninitiated, stitching a wound is like sewing clothes, and there is no difference. But in the eyes of the doctor, you can see at a glance what this person's skills are.
"No, I only learned a little bit from a doctor, and I didn't study in the academy system."
Wren spoke, and the movements in his hands did not stop.
He stitched it quickly and precisely, with a needle drop like a loom, and in the blink of an eye, he could close a wound and stop the bleeding. The [Corpse Sewer] potion gives him an awakened super keen perception, which can make him like a blind typing on a keyboard, which is extremely efficient.
was praised very highly, and he was embarrassed to say: "I'm still an apprentice doctor, so I'm not very good." ”
"Dr. Wren, you are too modest. Then your teacher must be a senior doctor from the Royal College of Medicine, otherwise, he will not be able to teach such an excellent and well-established student as you. ”
Pasha said, and laughed at herself with a little annoyance: "My surgical skills were learned in the church, they are not systematic, and the foundation is far worse than yours." ”
"You're complimenting."
Wren shook his head slightly and smiled.
He found a lot of medical texts that could prove the inheritance system from Pisis's relics, and it was estimated that the guy was really a student of the Royal Academy of Medicine of the Omar Empire before.
After a pause, he added: "After all, you are a spellcaster, and your 'healing technique' is what makes a surgeon like me who only knows how to use a knife extremely envious..."
In terms of surgical skills alone, he is indeed not much worse than Pasha.
But Pasha is a nurse who walks the caster line of the "priesthood", and it is normal that she is not proficient in surgery.
She can unleash healing spells, magical powers that can heal human wounds visibly.
The two branches of the medical department each have their own advantages, one from the outside to the inside, and the other from the inside to the outside, and it is impossible to say who is superior.
Hearing this, Pasha also showed a kind smile.
A strong man who is modest can always be respected by people.
......
The lightly wounded members of the "Mountain Antelope Regiment" had been helping the two doctors, but now listening to the conversation between the two, they also interjected and discussed.
"Dr. Wren must be very powerful, after all, he is a countess and a personal doctor..."
"yes, Dr. Wren is the best surgeon I've ever seen!"
"I really didn't expect that Dr. Wren is not only a great doctor, but also a battle skill that makes us wilderness hunters who walk in the wilderness all year round ashamed..."
"The total amount of the robotic arm doesn't seem to be light, but Dr. Wren's strength is really amazing..."
“...”
The crowd did not hide their praise and gratitude, and threw a friendly smile at Wren.
In this beast tide, everyone fought side by side, lived and died together, and the relationship suddenly became much closer.
Moreover, doctors have a profession with a "friendly aura".
Originally, there were many wounded, and Pasha alone could not be healed even if her magic power was exhausted, and maybe someone would die because of it. But now with the addition of Wren as a surgeon, everyone has been treated in a timely manner.
This life-saving grace is seen by everyone.
At this time, the regimental commander Bart also walked over, he looked at Wren and Sam by the campfire, and said solemnly: "Mr. Sam, Dr. Wren... From now on, you two will always be friends of our 'Shanshan Antelope Regiment'!" ”