Still in Gegro's hands, in the process of rolling, caused a lot of cuts to the two, due to the direction, this time naturally Hirsey was bleeding more.

The two of them lay on the ground like this for about ten seconds, and after all, it was Hills, who was more conscious, who was the first to come back to his senses, and staggered to his feet like drunk, only to feel that the world was spinning under the concussion, and at the same time found that his leg was broken. However, under the stimulation of pain everywhere in the body, with the physical fitness of the four-ring water system magic warrior, this dizziness quickly subsided.

At first, he subconsciously limped and ran, but only 'jumped' half a step, and then turned back, snatched the twist-like short blade from the hands of the still unconscious underground alien, raised and fell, and slashed at Gegro's neck. There is no one less than one.

Then, just as he had been when he had stabbed the underground alien Quilds not long ago, the blade stopped at a distance of half a sheet of paper from the scales. Will killing this thing now really help you escape? Can you escape from Lawrence alone in this environment, with a serious injury?

With the clanging of weapons above in the background, Hicks had the answer, just a moment of thought. For the sake of today's plan, it seems that the only way to survive is to save this underground alien race, and then become a captive or pet of the underground alien race here, and to some extent be protected. But this feeling of intense contradiction between reason and emotion is really uncomfortable.

"ML meow gb, what kind of sin did the old lady really tm??"

Complaining like this, Hicks obediently followed the plan given by reason, put aside himself, examined the injuries of this underground alien race, and tried his best to communicate with the water magic medium to treat it.

There is a difference between the two sides, and this treatment can be described as half the effort. Fortunately, this is just a kind of 'introduction', and the underground alien Gegro quickly regained his sanity with the help of external forces. First participated in the process of healing himself, then he opened his eyes, and then saw Hicks, who rolled violently to open the distance, and fell to the ground, screaming and guarding.

The dwarves and the underground aliens, who had just cooperated to save themselves from falling to their deaths, were once again at an impasse.

Hicks thought for a moment, slowly raised his hands to show that he was not hostile, regardless of whether the other party understood or not, and then pointed to the top of the 'clanging', and then to the distance at the end of the canyon. And communicate with the water magic medium again, and continue to treat the other party from this short distance.

Of course, Gegro couldn't understand the gestures of the creature in front of him, let alone his insistence on treating the 'enemy' despite his own injuries, but his physical recovery was a real deal.

The two of them lay on the ground like this for about ten seconds, and after all, it was Hills, who was more conscious, who was the first to come back to his senses, and staggered to his feet like drunk, only to feel that the world was spinning under the concussion, and at the same time found that his leg was broken. However, under the stimulation of pain everywhere in the body, with the physical fitness of the four-ring water system magic warrior, this dizziness quickly subsided.

At first, he subconsciously limped and ran, but only 'jumped' half a step, and then turned back, snatched the twist-like short blade from the hands of the still unconscious underground alien, raised and fell, and slashed at Gegro's neck. There is no one less than one.

Then, just as he had been when he had stabbed the underground alien Quilds not long ago, the blade stopped at a distance of half a sheet of paper from the scales. Will killing this thing now really help you escape? Can you escape from Lawrence alone in this environment, with a serious injury?

With the clanging of weapons above in the background, Hicks had the answer, just a moment of thought. For the sake of today's plan, it seems that the only way to survive is to save this underground alien race, and then become a captive or pet of the underground alien race here, and to some extent be protected. But this feeling of intense contradiction between reason and emotion is really uncomfortable.

"ML meow gb, what kind of sin did the old lady really tm??"

Complaining like this, Hicks obediently followed the plan given by reason, put aside himself, examined the injuries of this underground alien race, and tried his best to communicate with the water magic medium to treat it.

There is a difference between the two sides, and this treatment can be described as half the effort. Fortunately, this is just a kind of 'introduction', and the underground alien Gegro quickly regained his sanity with the help of external forces. First participated in the process of healing himself, then he opened his eyes, and then saw Hicks, who rolled violently to open the distance, and fell to the ground, screaming and guarding.

The dwarves and the underground aliens, who had just cooperated to save themselves from falling to their deaths, were once again at an impasse.