Chapter 440: First Aid

Warlo's successful wave of 1v4 made Lux feel pain in his head.

Obviously it was his own support, but he was shocked to pieces, and while Lux felt sorry for Carlsen, he also felt a little fever on his face.

Warlock is greater than Carlson; The King of the Rock Beasts is greater than Hua Luo; Rhodes is greater than the king of rock beasts, if the strength chain is arranged like this, Lux suddenly finds that Rhodes seems to be a little unattainable?

Okay, let's leave aside Lux's misguided brain hole and return to Magnus's injury - now, Rod has to face a new problem, which is how to deal with the injuries of these mages.

After finally rejecting Hua Luo, Rhodes was finally able to take a look at these famous Illuminati mages.

Well, the standard gray robes, the obvious Demacian facial features - these mages at least look like nothing special.

As for the wounds......

A serious fracture is not a minor injury, and although Demacia's medical care is outstanding throughout Valoran, if the injury is not brought to the hospital in time, it is likely to end up with a lifelong disability.

But...... In such a place where there is no village in front and no store in the back, how can Rhodes send these people to the hospital?

"Are any of them cured?" After a brief look at the injuries of these men, Rod asked Lux, "In this case, can you briefly deal with it first?" ”

"Uh......" Lux shook her head awkwardly, "we don't have healers on our team. ”

In fact, not only does Lux's squad have no healers—the vast majority of the Illuminati's combat squads have no healers.

Although the Illuminati have proposed the idea of "one healer per squad", this has always been an idea due to the severe shortage of healers.

You must know that because of historical reasons, the number of spellcasters in Demacia is not large, and because of the factor of social status, the casters will not be willing to expose unless they have to.

In such cases, those who have a talent for healing usually hide themselves well - a large number of them even become professional doctors, using healing spells combined with Demacian healing to heal and save people.

With the Medic as a cover, these casters are difficult to expose, so it will be difficult for the Illuminati to absorb them into the organization - after all, being an upright and respected Medic is clearly a better option for a gifted spellcaster than becoming an incognito Illuminati mage.

It is precisely for this reason that the Illuminati has always lacked healers, and this lack of healers has greatly affected the construction of the Illuminati, so that such a huge national organization can only rely on talent to eat—if there are a few mages with healing talents, then everything is easy to say; If this year's mages don't have any healing talents, the Illuminati will have a hard time.

What's more, the Illuminati had to rely on Demacia's medics, who were routine healers who were so powerless in the face of rune trauma that many of the mages who instinctively survived eventually died of ineffective healing.

What a tragic word!

Fortunately, as the squad leader, Carlsen is also a battle-hardened - he decisively took out the seal scroll and sealed the wounds of himself and his companions.

The sealing scroll functions similarly to a seal, temporarily cutting off communication between the wound and other parts, and preventing the wound from deteriorating further, of course, the consequence is that if it is not treated in time within a day, the sealed part will completely die.

"There's no way around it." Seeing Lux's sad and self-reproachful expression, Carlson smiled slightly, "This little sickness is not too much for us Demacians!" ”

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault for being reckless...... "Lux bowed her head, "and I didn't have time to explain a lot of things, and as a result, Warlot attacked you—"

"It's Hualuo?" Carlsen interrupted Lux, "What a beautiful bird, the Blue Rock Falcon, I really envy that Demacia Wing, who can walk freely in the sun......"

As he spoke, Carlson struggled to his feet, then pulled a special scroll from his bag.

"But don't be nervous, I've already contacted the branch of Secret Silver City to cooperate, and now that we're not far from Secret Silver City, I'll see if I can send a magic signal to ask for support." As he spoke, Carlson activated the teleportation scroll, "I miss when Mrs. Bouvier was still around, I wonder when we'll have the next healer......

Then, just as Carlson sighed, a brisk sound came from the carriage, and the bright melody seemed to be the first song after the arrival of spring and the thawing of the brook; It is like a spring rain that falls on the first young leaves of the spring grass that breaks through the soil.

This kind of music contains life and vitality, and Carlson's mind suddenly cleared, and the pores of his body seemed to begin to give birth to life—he was in the wilderness of the northwest, but he seemed to be in a jungle full of spring.

Carlsen decisively dissipated the effect of his sealing scroll, and his legs, which had been badly fractured and twisted into an exaggerated Type 7, were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye!

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