Almost every werewolf standing under the ring thought in their hearts: "If I go on stage now...... Don't you have to do it yourself, just delay a few more times, and this staggering guy covered in blood will fall on his own......"

What a shameful and pathetic thought for the werewolves of Rikan, who are known for their bravery and fearlessness...... can't knock down the opponent from the front with dignity, but is looking forward to the black hand of the god of time......

But when the opponent standing in front of them was Ririn, who was covered in blood but always smiling like a grim reaper...... This idea seems less strange again?

The "laceration" wound on Rilin's shoulder was constantly bleeding, and if left unattended, it would lead to shock due to excessive blood loss, even to the point of life-threatening......

Li Lin tilted his neck to observe his wounds, the two rows of deep blood holes in the shape of a half-moon, and thought about it for a while...... I saw that Lilin suddenly took out his zippo lighter out of nowhere, and after lighting the lighter, the golden flames licked directly on those blood holes!

The next moment, a smell of burnt flesh and skin, accompanied by the sound of the fire burning the flesh and blood, suddenly echoed in the enclosed space of the basement......

The flame energy in Lilin's body was full at this time, so naturally it would not trigger the flame absorption physique of the soul fire...... Lilin sweated like a spring, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he didn't feel the pain, the heart-rending pain of the flames burning the wound would not show him the slightest mercy because he was Lilin.

However, that's about it...... The smile on the man's face never changed. At this moment, every werewolf was thinking: "It doesn't matter who it is, go up and end that damn smile, otherwise, you won't be able to get rid of the torment of this god of death in your dreams in the future......"

In addition to not wanting to reveal his ability to heal wounds for the time being, more importantly, the Holy Fire can inflict a lot of damage on werewolves, a dark creature that can turn the tide of battle at a critical moment and determine the fatal blow. Every bit of flame energy is incredibly precious and must not be wasted.

For Lilin, who is surrounded by countless werewolves and whose life is in danger, this kind of killer weapon, which has a limited stock and is difficult to replenish again in battle, is not yet exposed......

And just when Lilin used the flame to burn his wound like a masochistic one to stop the bleeding, the little butler who was watching the battle suddenly walked up, he lowered his head, didn't say a word, just silently took out a roll of medical bandages and bandaged Lilin's wounds. This bandage is clearly a fantasy-level creation from the illusionary space, and it has the effect of quickly stopping bleeding and pain. It's worth mentioning that this kind of medical item can only be used by players who have learned the "First Aid" in the Medic profession and Life Skills, and if someone else uses it, it's just an ordinary roll of gauze, and there is absolutely no special effect on restoring health. And the little housekeeper obviously cannot be a "doctor" profession, so it should be the role of "first aid".

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"What's wrong, are you distressed?" Lilin smiled and teased the little butler, just like he used to do before, as for the little butler's career and life skills, he was not interested. But this time, the little butler did not resist or refute in shame as before, and the little butler Lu Xi'an only paused slightly for Lilin's ridicule, and then continued to bandage Lilin's wounds indifferently, which made Lilin feel bored for a while.

When Lucien tied the last beautiful knot on the bandage, the little butler suddenly raised his head, turned around and blocked in front of Lilin, and shouted to the werewolves under the ring in a clear and pleasant voice: "I, Lucien! This man is an accomplice, and he is also an enemy of your Werewolves, so I have the right to meet your challenge, and I will fight the next one. ”

The Werewolves in the audience suddenly looked at each other, what was going on, why did there come up again a little man who was even "skinny" than the guy just now, but with Lilin's previous example, this group of werewolves didn't dare to underestimate these strange guys anymore.

"What? Are you confident that you can win? Lilin asked, smiling, standing behind Lucien. These werewolves are not easy to deal with. ”

"If it's lucky...... Maybe...... But at least, I can delay your time......" Although the little butler's body trembled slightly, his eyes were firm, and it was clear that he was neither being reckless, nor joking. And in the hands of the little butler, a single-barreled short shotgun that looks like a European antique handicraft also appeared.

Looking at him, Lilin smiled helplessly, grabbed his collar from behind, and carried him back behind him.

"What do you want to do?" The little butler shouted angrily. "I'm a player, I'm also capable of fighting on my own, I'm not going to need your protection...... Protection! ”

Lilin smiled, patted the little guy's head, and whispered in his ear: "Of course I know this, but now, I still have the ability to continue fighting, and your strength will be a miracle soldier that will help us at a critical moment, so you can't expose your true strength in this pointless battle now." ”

"Oh? Is that the case? The little butler looked suddenly realized, "If that's the case, then I'll wait a little longer, but are you really sure that you can continue to fight?" ”

"Of course." Li Lin smiled confidently, turned away, but muttered in a voice that the little butler couldn't hear: "It's easy to deceive naturally...... It's a lot of fun, but if you don't use the ...... 'toy' carefully, you won't be able to play with it if it breaks......"

The middle-level werewolf who was struggling on the ground, after repeated efforts, couldn't stand up again after all, Lilin smiled slightly, didn't delay, and kicked the werewolf's chrysanthemum ruthlessly, and in the terrible scream of a puppy when he was injured, the werewolf who shrank into a ball was kicked off the stage by him.

After taking another deep puff of his cigarette, Lilin flicked the half-burned cigarette butt off the stage with a calm smile on his face......

"Next." Rielin said......

The current Lilin is like an immortal god of war who will not fall, let alone defeat, and the standing werewolves in the audience are enough to be black, but for a while, everyone looked at each other, and none of them dared to step forward.

Lilin was not anxious, let alone urging, just squatted in the ring, waiting for his strength to slowly recover.

ps: It seems to be the third shift today, hehe, can you ask for some recommendation votes?