With a scream, a thin layer of frost immediately formed on Vitruvius's skin.

The Life Regeneration Potion lasted for half an hour, and during that time, the effects of the Life Regeneration Elixir stacked with his regenerative talent, giving his physical recovery ability a bloodline talent comparable to that of the Trolls.

Vitruvius's regeneration ability is the most inferior among the trolls, which is actually normal, what he has is a spell-like skill "regeneration", which is obtained by fusing the bloodline of the forest troll in the way of "merging veins" in the human professional system, and stealing the racial talent of the troll bloodline, so the effect is naturally discounted.

The biggest benefit of the spell-like skill "Regeneration" for Vitruvius is not that he can save a few vials of life regeneration potion, but that he gains the attribute of never being disabled.

After two breaths, Vitruvius was over the initial pain.

He gritted his teeth and immediately moved, he had to move, after swallowing the magic herbs, he had to move his body, in the process of moving his body, let the body's qi and blood movement drive the movement of magic in his body, and speed up the formation of magic flow.

I saw Vitruvius dancing around the campfire in a very strange dance, this dance was purely for the purpose of moving the body, there was no standard movement, it was completely as he wanted to dance, but the movements were extremely strange.

Vitruvius's body ice condensation fruit continued to exude the power of extreme cold, and his chest and abdomen were constantly destroyed by the ice magic and constantly repaired by potions and regeneration, it was really a steel knife twisting, and it was constantly twisting.

It's all painful like this, whoever dances it must be a weird dance.

In such pain, he should have rolled on the ground with his stomach in his arms a long time ago, but Vitruvius had to move, and there was no way to do it.

According to the description of the Book of Beastskins, once the magic herbs are swallowed into the abdomen, they will continue to exude bursting magic power, and the duration is determined by the amount of magic contained in the magic herbs, usually for two or three hours, and some medicinal herbs even have seven or eight hours.

If the troll does not move immediately after swallowing the magic herbs and forms a flow of magic power as soon as possible, then the energy released by the magic herbs will accumulate and reach a certain critical point, it will be a loud bang and directly explode into minced meat, and he will die no longer dead.

At this time, Vitruvius's face was already distorted, he kept opening his hands and feet, constantly swinging his waist, constantly twisting his buttocks, and moaning in pain for unknown reasons.

"Ahh.....hh Pain..... Ahh.....hhh It hurts..... Oh yes! ...... Ahh.....hhh It's painful to kill my brother. ”

In fact, the troll witch doctor of every tribe dances like this, this dance has no meaning at all, it is all painful.

If he had to give this dance a name, Vitruvius decided to call it the "Painful Dance".

Vitruvius danced around the campfire.

One lap

Two laps

Three laps

.......

Ten laps later.

Vitruvius's face was no longer distorted, but terrified.

Brother got rid of it........

According to the records in the Book of Beastskins, as long as the trolls are not fainted from pain at the first time they swallow the magic herbs, and start to move and dance that dynamic and fast dance, then the greatest danger has been overcome.

The drugged troll only needs to jump around the campfire three times in a row, then he will inevitably feel a wave of magic flowing from his chest and abdomen, and this magic will flow into the meridians close to the surface of the skin, and slowly flow along the meridians.

The Troll Witch Doctor only needs to apply the magic material boiled in the iron pot to the place where the magic flows through with his fingers.

The meridians in the skin flow with the magic energy of the ice attribute, and the outside of the skin is smeared with the magic energy of the fire attribute, and the two neutralize each other, so that the energy continuously released by the magic herbs can be continuously consumed, so that the veins can be safely opened, and finally a complete magic circuit will be formed.

When the magic circuit is completely formed and stabilized, this time the swallowing of magic herbs will be considered a success.

Of course, this is not enough to form a magic pool, and the troll witch doctor needs to concoct the same method, repeatedly devouring various magical herbs, and constantly opening up the veins to form new circuits.

When multiple circuits are opened and a node is formed at a certain location on the body, the troll witch doctor's mana pool will be opened up at this node.

Vitruvius's current condition was ten consecutive turns, and the cramps in his chest and abdomen were still the same, and there was no sign of any magic flowing.

Vitruvius suddenly remembered that his brother was actually a human being.

Hebby isn't a troll.

Brother drank the life recovery potion and had regenerative spell-like skills, and when stacked with each other, he had the ability to regenerate the talent far beyond the troll race, which was not possible.

Brother is a human after all, and this physiological structure is different after all.

It's not something you can play with with the ability to regenerate.

The troll turned three times and the magic flowed out, and the brother didn't move at all after ten turns.

What happens if this magic doesn't flow?

it! As a result, the ice energy continuously released by the Ice Condensate Fruit has not been released, and my brother will boom and explode!

Brother got rid of it!

What else can be done now? What can Nima do?

I can only jump harder, and turn in more crazy circles.

Under the pressure of life and death, Vitruvius couldn't even feel the pain in his chest and abdomen.

He swayed constantly, he swayed desperately........

If Vitruvius had had accumulated the essence of the ancestral bloodline at this time, then it would definitely have to escalate again under the pressure of life and death;

If he had drunk the Minotaur Blood Potion beforehand, he might have been able to successfully fuse the Minotaur's innate bloodline and gain a durable spell-like skill after this dance.

But now that everyone is going to die, no one is in the mood to drink cultivation potions.

Vitruvius swayed as much as he could, and he sweated like rain......... Mainly cold sweats.

He didn't know how many times he had turned, and after nearly half an hour, the effect of the first vial of life recovery potion was almost over.

There was still no sign of the flow of energy in his body, in order to avoid the magic in his body directly making his intestines rot, he hurriedly drank another bottle of life recovery potion, at this time he couldn't think about it so much, he could only dance vigorously.

I don't like to dance, my brother just doesn't like to dance

I don't like to dance, my brother just wants to twist his ass

I don't like to dance, my brother is about to collapse

……………

Time did not stand still, hour after hour, vial after vial of life restoring potion, Vitruvius jumped around the campfire for three hours like a comic, and drank six vials of life restoring potion.

By this time, the bonfire had burned out, the flames had long since been extinguished, and it was already dusk.

Vitruvius still didn't feel the flow of energy, and he didn't dare to stop dancing in pain, because his stomach was still like a knife.

The magical energy in Vitruvius's belly grew thicker and thicker, and his senses became clearer and clearer.

It is heard that people often have a big understanding before they die.

At this moment, Vitruvius also had a realization in his heart, brother, this is about to explode.

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Boom!