"Hey, Roland. ”

"Roland, what are you doing!"

"Uncle, come and save people!"

The two voices alternated, pulling Roland back to reality from his distraction, and in the blink of an eye, the pillars of light and the snowflakes had disappeared without a trace, and a messy bridge came into view.

Jero and Vakiriss were cleaning up something in the rubble, and judging by their expressions, it seemed that the incident was not over.

That's right—he suddenly remembered that it was Fei Yuhan, the genius martial artist of the association, who had called him on the phone before and made him notice something unusual, but where was she now?

Could it be that the "saving people" in Jieluo's mouth means-

Roland's expression froze.

At this point, my mind was finally back on track.

He put the clip he had seen behind him for the time being, took three steps and two steps to the two of them, and then couldn't help but take a breath!

I saw a shallow pit smashed out by a heavy object, and a woman with blurred flesh and blood was lying. Her limbs were almost crushed except for her left arm, and the broken bones and blood clots were mixed together and no longer formed into shapes. The body was also bruised, the clothes were almost completely soaked with blood, and the spine was twisted into abrupt fold lines, even piercing the skin to reveal half of it.

Even if it is put on the battlefield, this is an unbearable scene to witness.

And judging from the broken side face, this person is Fei Yuhan.

She still has a glimmer of breath left, but only a glimmer of it.

"How could it be ......?"

Roland crouched down, not knowing what to do for a moment. Even if there is a bandage, you can't put the spilled organ back in place. Not to mention stopping the bleeding, there is not even a single intact place in the body, the functions in the body have collapsed, and it is completely by the power of nature to maintain the spirit from being cut off.

But this bit of power is like a candle that burns to the end, and there is not much left.

In fact, it takes a strong will to be able to maintain consciousness in such a situation, and not many martial artists, even martial artists, can do this.

"The master became like this to protect me......" Jieluo couldn't cry anymore.

"She's going to die. Vakiriss also saw this, "Even if the Maharaja is hit like this, putting him in the mayfly pool can only delay for a moment. What's more, the level of medical skills in this world is far inferior to that of Mayfly Pool, and even if she has enough magic power, she can't reverse the process. As a fighter, she persevered to the end. ”

"You're finally ...... Here it comes. As if hearing their voices, Fei Yuhan opened his eyes slightly, "I should call you...... Gods-sama?"

There was a hint of humor in her tone, and she didn't look like a person in a desperate situation.

"You ......," Roland couldn't help but be stunned.

"Sorry...... I overheard your conversation. She winked at Vakiris—the only thing she could do, "but if I could do it again, I'd still ...... Will do. Jie Luo ...... Is she okay?"

In just a few words, it was as if most of her strength had been exhausted, and only by holding her breath could she hear her almost murmuring whispers.

"Master, I'...... Very good......" Jie Luo whimpered.

"The world...... It's still in good condition, isn't it?" Fei Yu sighed softly, "In this way, I also do my part to protect it." ”

"So you know this world is just a dream—" Vakiriss frowned.

"Maybe for you, there are several worlds, but for me...... It's the only one. And protecting this world is the unshirkable responsibility of martial artists. She paused slightly, "I said...... Gods, since you created it, you should trust everyone more, shouldn't you?"

"Trust...... Everyone?"

"I know it sounds ...... It's incredible, but as long as you show proof, the top of the association ...... It's not going to be that stubborn. There's not much we can do, but it's not useless...... Even if you can't defeat the oracle, at least it can help you share a lot of pressure. Such...... Saving the world would be easier, wouldn't it?"

Gather everyone's strength -

A flash of lightning flashed in Roland's mind.

That's right, he's the one who created this world.

But he is not an omnipotent god.

There were some things he couldn't do.

But others can.

If you combine the power of everyone, you may be able to achieve some seemingly impossible miracles.

"The last thing I want to say is...... Thank you. Fei Yuhan's voice was as thin as a gossamer, "Thank you for creating it, even if it's just a dream—"

"No, the world is not a dream. Roland interrupted, "It exists in the realm of consciousness and will always exist." ”

"I knew that...... You would say so. Fei Yuhan closed his eyes and smiled with satisfaction.

"In addition, I think that even if the evidence is presented, it is too unconvincing for a single person to claim that he is the creator god or something. However, if you add a genius martial artist, maybe the effect will be very different. ”

She moved her lips, "What are you doing...... Comfort me?"

This is not a consolation, but an assertion by the Creator. Roland stood up and said, "Listen, it's not time to give up!

"Because, I'm a god—"

The dream was interrupted, and Roland sat up from the recliner abruptly.

It was still afternoon, and there were snowflakes scattered outside the window, and the nightingale who was guarding the office flashed in front of him for the first time, and asked worriedly, "Why did you wake up so quickly?"

This was the first time he had entered the dream world after two days in a coma, and according to his usual habits, he usually slept from 1 o'clock to about 4 o'clock, but now it is clear that it is not the time.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Roland said solemnly, "You go to the notice roll and honey, and let them come to the castle immediately, I have an important task to arrange." ”

Nightingale still carefully checked his temperature and pulse to make sure there was no problem before nodding, "I understand." ”

When the other party had slipped into the fog, Roland returned to his desk and laid out his pen and paper to plan.

If we want to save Fei Yuhan's life, we must let the two worlds work together to launch a joint rescue.

Once you leave the dream, time will stand still, which will undoubtedly buy a crucial moment for rescue. Even if there is only one breath left, if he does not fall asleep again, this breath will not end.

At the heart of the resurrection lies in Nanawa's new ability, a demonic substance with healing powers. As long as you use enough at a time, you can suppress the breakdown of bodily functions.

Then there was the realm of the scrolls - he couldn't "bring things into" the dream world, but the little archive could. Considering that the witch's abilities can be accepted by the dream world and displayed as is, then the demonized items should also be able to reach the consciousness realm smoothly.

Of course, these two alone are still not enough.

First of all, he needed to get these life-saving healing items from the archives to the highway bridge in the shortest possible time.

Secondly, the enchanted sutures and gauze can only pull Fei Yuhan back from the brink of death, and more specialized instruments and tools are required to deal with injuries such as fractures, which undoubtedly require the assistance of a professional doctor.

Only by bringing together the strength of everyone can we create this miracle.