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"Hah! Got a potion? ”

He pulled out a bottle in the shape of a glass test tube from his bag for dispensing potion, and immediately laughed happily when he felt that he had been saved.

But the joy lasted only half a second.

For he found that the flask in his hand was a glass container wrapped in metal, and the inside was a silver liquid. The healing potion is either green or red, how can it be so poisonous?

The most important thing is that Yuanhuang can't open it after pulling it for a long time, and he can't even find the cork! How does this make people drink?

Although the amount of bleeding is much smaller at present, it is still a death if it continues to delay. In fact, Yuan Huang bit his lip and tried his best to maintain his consciousness. The whole body is cold, the vision is blurred, and the consciousness is constantly drifting away, even if you pass out in the next second, it is not surprising.

Why don't you break this vial? Can this metal bottle really be broken? No, spilling potions on the ground will waste a lot. Although splashing on the wound is also effective, it is certainly not as effective as oral administration. With his entire leg broken, he didn't know how many bottles of healing potions he needed to drink to stop the bleeding completely, and he didn't dare to waste it at all.

Just when Yuan Huang was at a loss, a light green rough phantom appeared on the pedestal in the corner again.

That's great!

Yuan Huang seemed to see the life-saving straw, and immediately stared carefully.

This time, the phantom is no longer a stick figure, but a pattern that is close to realism in the potion bottle.

……

“…… Forehead? Earnest? ”

Yuan Huang couldn't help blurting out the method of using the potion bottle displayed by the phantom, but of course no one answered. Now that he had a lot of trust in the angel who cast these illusions, he still couldn't help but wonder - who used the healing potion like this?

Suspiciously, he used his thumb to pull a small mechanism on the side of the vial, and after a click, a needle popped out from the bottom of the vial.

…… Needle.

He looked at it several times, and there was indeed a needle growing under the butt of the potion bottle, which made people wonder what to say.

With the mood of "I'm in a hurry to pick up a life with a potion, you actually joke with me", he plunged the needle into the wound near his left thigh.

Hold it tightly and use your thumb to press down on where the cork should be.

There is a slight hissing sound. Through the only strip of glass on the side of the bottle, you can see that the potion is decreasing.

Even if Yuan Huang watched the needle pierce the flesh and the liquid level drop, he didn't realize what was happening, and he couldn't feel the slight swelling of the muscle injection because of the pain all over his body, causing Yuan Huang's face to be full of question marks. No wonder, for he had never heard of a "needle tube", and could not imagine how skilled a blacksmith must have been to make a metal pipe the thickness of a needle.

Hey? Medicine, my medicine is gone!

Forehead...... It doesn't hurt anymore?

The bleeding stopped.

…… Strength! There is also spirit! The old wound from before is no longer painful, and the bruise is gone! It's so refreshed!

When the potion disappeared inexplicably, Yuan Huang immediately felt in a strange state.

The cross-section of the thigh is like an old wound from many years ago, and not only does it completely stop bleeding, but it also grows new flesh that is closely connected to the metal leg. He immediately rolled up his sleeves to check, and the bruises that had been beaten before had turned into healthy and flawless skin, leaving not even the slightest scar.

The drowsiness caused by chronic sleep deprivation and the feeling of weakness that is not surprising to pass out almost at any moment due to severe ischemia are gone. The head has never been clearer in all these years.

He stood up and moved slightly. There are no chills or weakness in the hands and feet, but it seems that there is an inexhaustible amount of strength.

survived.

He sat where he was, feeling like he had never been clearer. Now that I think about it calmly, I can figure out a lot of things.

This potion is far beyond the realm of common sense, and I am afraid that it has multiple additional magic. Heal injuries, replenish missing blood, refresh the mind, and improve physical condition. Even if the healing effect is alone, the potion can't remove the scar, which is what life magic can do.

This metal leg is exquisitely crafted, and it can be driven as much as you want without consuming mana, as if it were your own leg. At first, I was worried about whether I could move freely without the power of the gold system, but now it seems that it is really unfounded. Knees, ankles, and toes are all at your disposal. By the way, there are only three metal toes that resemble eagle talons.

Most of the brain-rejuvenating drugs are addictive, and most of the quick ones have side effects. I'm afraid this kind of Heavenly Realm Divine Medicine can't be used at will.

The pale green apparition could only have been done by an angel. She also spoke a few words at first, but later changed to this style of communication, probably because of the language barrier.

I really deserve a good thank you to her. Not only saved my life, but also killed the prophets......

Yes!

I'm not the time to think leisurely! You must hurry to confirm the life and death of the old bastard, and if you survive with life-saving magic, you must immediately make up for it!

Thinking of this, Yuan Huang immediately jumped up from the ground and ran away. But it suddenly turned back.

After the brain is clear, I naturally think more - what if I go out and never come back?

At least it should be......

He stared at the strange metal staff on the ground, picked it up, and shouted, "Angel... Sister! Thank you for saving your life and taking care of your life. It's already a lot of trouble to use your healing potions, so I shouldn't talk about it...... However, I just got a metal prosthetic leg fitted and have limited mobility, so can you let me borrow this staff as a crutch? ”

After speaking, there was no response as expected.

It doesn't matter, Yuan Huang just yelled just in case. He felt that the other party was a very smart woman, and she could convey some intentions even if she didn't understand the language. One is to avoid her misunderstanding that Yuan Huang is a thief; The second is ......

"Don't worry, I'll definitely return it as soon as possible!"

If he can't come back, Yuan Huang has obtained a celestial staff, which must be a good thing. If you can come back again, what else will you worry about with Baoshan? Relying on the excuse of returning the staff can increase the chances that the angel will open the door again.

Thinking about the prophet's life and death, he hurried to the exit where he came. The distance was very close, and the newly installed prosthetic leg was as flexible as the original one, and the physical condition was wonderful, so I quickly ran to the door.

However, the door did not open. No matter how Yuan Huang shouted, the celestial woman refused to open the door.

This...... Could it be? The metal prosthetic leg was connected to the phantom's instructions, as were the healing potions, and it couldn't be because of these. He refused to let me go because he didn't want me to take the staff.

Yuan Huang lowered his head and turned back helplessly, secretly lamenting that his little abacus had failed.

When he squatted in front of the man's corpse and reluctantly put the staff back in its place, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed! I couldn't help but mutter, "It's worth a try." ”

Not only did he not put down his staff, but he also took off the man's ring and put it on his hand.

When Yuan Huang came to the exit with a staff in one hand and a ring in the other, the door opened automatically before he could shout anything. This made Yuan Huang grin. He ran towards the location of the explosion as he groped for the ring in his hand: "Sure enough, I knew it was the case." ”

This ring, like all the treasures in the Heavenly Palace, is made of metal, has a strange shape, and looks expensive. A large pitch-black gemstone as deep as the night sky is set in a blue and white metal ring, which is somewhat wide and carved with a millipede-like pattern.

The man was not young and dressed plainly, and his whole body was unadorned, but he wore such an elaborate ring, which he didn't realize at first, but now he thinks about it. The source phoenix had seen a lot of the world before it fell into the hands of the prophet, and this ring was more like a family crest or status symbol for nobles and other big people. Thinking back to the situation when some people could freely enter and leave the aristocratic mansion with a ring with a seal, Yuan Huang took off the ring and tried it, and sure enough, the speculation was good. The door opened smoothly, and the staff was brought out in the open.

Merely...... When I put it on, it shrank a little, as if it was to fit Yuan Huang's fingers, probably thinking too much.

There was also a momentary tingling, probably thinking too much.