146 Limb Transfer Surgery (Commuter Pass Plus Update)

The light of the opal shone on the old sacrifice of the central bed, scattering a faint green light

Not far away, the mixed blood of the demonic beast was like boiling hot water, fluttering and fluttering out with green smoke, and not far away, two Smai girls were soaked in a pool of blood.

The Witch Doctor kept walking around, mixing all kinds of herbs together, and it was as green as countless kinds of venom.

The pungent smell of blood was mixed with the choking smell of medicinal herbs, and even a saint like Qiao kept frowning.

"Praying mantis, come here!", Li Zhen trembled and turned the old priest over, and the operation started for a whole day, and Lao Li did not take a breath.

The anesthetic began to work, the skinny wings drooped on the bed, and several steel needles passed through mercilessly, bringing out dozens of small holes in the eye of the needle.

I really don't know what kind of existence I fought with in the first place, and I was injured like this.

"Sacrifice to apply a resuscitation!"

Taking advantage of the rare gap, Li Zhen took a breath and measured the place between the wings and bodies.

The iron scissors burned red from the flames, and the closed room was unusually stuffy, and the sweat of the clatter fell from every attendant.

Especially Li Zhenshu, as if he was raised from the bath, but his eyes did not loosen at all, and he let the sweat drip on the floor.

"From this angle, cut!"

Li Zhenshu was completely ordering, he didn't allow it, and he couldn't make the slightest mistake.

Click!

The praying mantis shot quickly, and a pair of wings fell straight to the ground, and the black and red blood squirted in all directions, like compressing a water pipe.

Joe couldn't help but tremble a little in his heart, such a scene had only been seen in the slaughterhouse.

It was as if it was not an orc sacrifice lying on the bed, but a slaughtered animal.

Li Zhenshu had no intention of stopping the bleeding, and let the blood of the old priest flow into the wooden barrel below.

Li trembled, and he didn't stop the bleeding quickly. Qiao approached closely, the old priest's body was already weak, so it didn't take a minute to bleed endlessly, and I was afraid that he would die.

"City Lord Smai, if you obstruct it like this again, please leave the operating room!", Li Zhen said coldly, he couldn't be disturbed in the slightest at this time.

Qiao quietly retreated to the corner of the wall, allowing the blood of the old priest to flow into the barrel like wastewater, he was very disgusted by Li Zhenshu's attitude, but he still forcibly endured it.

No one knows the strength of the old priest better than him.

He's not just a saint anymore!

It's a secret that outsiders never know!

The mixed blood of the demonic beast finally began to bubble hot, and the steaming blood was mixed with a disgusting smell of blood.

Li Zhen walked to the side of the Smai girl and made a slight cut on her wrist, and Daradala's blood began to drip into the mixed blood of the demonic beast.

The face of the girl became more and more pale, and she fainted after a large amount of blood loss, ignoring the girl's life and death.

What he can do is to leave the other party with the blood necessary for life, and if these two girls are lucky, the remaining blood may be able to save their lives.

"Bring it up!", the two ogres quickly walked over and lifted the mixed blood above their heads, Li Zhenshu took out a curved flower rhizome, one end went deep into the wooden barrel where the mixed blood was placed, and the other steel needle pierced directly into the old sacrificial vessel.

The black, rancid blood ticked outward until it became pure red.

"Stop the bleeding!"

A ray of light healed quickly when it fell on the wound, and Abit Bunny sprinkled it with powder and carefully wrapped it in white canvas.

At this time, Li Zhen shuddered and slowly turned to look at Qiao, "How about the Void Cuproux structure I need!"

A delicate copper-colored skeleton structure was presented in front of Li Zhenshu, and the craftsmanship of the golden dwarf really didn't say anything, and the structure of imitating Smai's wings was even the skeleton bifurcation.

Medusa stepped forward to wipe the sweat from Lao Li's forehead, she knew that she probably didn't have much time to rest in the future.

Li Zhen's trembling gaze locked on the young dragon's wings, grafting a pair of dragon wings onto a beast clan, he didn't have much experience.

Now it's a matter of luck.

Li Zhen took a long breath, recalling the detailed steps of limb grafting in his mind.

The old priest who had been in a coma suddenly shook violently on the bed, and the corners of his mouth twitched continuously, and clumps of white foam oozed from the corners of his mouth.

The experiment hasn't started yet.

"Li Zhenshu, what kind of undead are you doing!", the momentum of the holy order made Lao Li force back five steps, leaning against the corner of the wall to stabilize his figure.

Li Zhen trembled and panted violently, the aura of the Holy Rank just now was like a steel knife passing through his heart, if it wasn't for Qiao's final rein, I'm afraid this momentum would be enough to kill him for half a life.

He was furious!

It's not because of the other party's powerlessness, but because they continuously interrupt their work.

Now is not at all the best state of his work, this kind of forced work is what he hates the most.

He cherishes life, but respects himself more.

Treating the old priest, he can devote himself to treatment, but now he can't tolerate this layman repeatedly disrupting his work rhythm.

Without a good rhythm, Li Zhenshu was not at all sure about this operation.

"Please get out!"

"What are you talking about?", Qiao stared at Li Zhenshudder, his voice was like a perennial frozen layer on the ice field, and the momentum of the Holy Rank increased instead of decreasing.

The old priest trembled even more violently, and the whole person almost fell off the bed.

All phenomena show that this kind of treatment is not normal!

"I said, please go outside!", Li Zhenshu said very clearly, word by word.

"What if I don't go!", Joe replied, his tone even colder.

Li Zhen smiled, a strange smile on his face.

Syllable!

Suddenly slammed the scalpel on the ground, "Whoever cares about this cares, Lao Tzu doesn't wait!", after speaking, he took off his white coat and walked straight to the door.

"Dare to take a step out, I will make you truly an undead!", Joe did not move, and the coercion of the Saint-level warriors outside the door had already squeezed in through the crack in the door.

Li Zhenshu ignored it, he couldn't back down at all in what he thought was right, and it was not yet the critical time for the operation, if the real grafting began.

Impulsiveness can make the surgery fail.

There is no doubt that the consequences of failure are borne by oneself.

He could not guarantee that the operation would be successful, but he had to minimize the risks of the operation.

"If you think this threat is useful, come here!", Li Zhenshuo ignored it and took a step towards the door.

The room was quiet, Pig, Ivy, Abbitt Bunnygirl, Mantis Scissorhands, hired mages, and Light Priests, clenching their palms tightly.

"Okay, I'll go out!", Qiao walked to the door and stayed on Li Zhenshu's side for half a moment, glanced at it, opened the door and walked out.

No one saw that Li Zhenshu's back was already covered with sweat, and it was wet layer after layer.

He must be very important in gambling old sacrifices, and Joe will definitely give in.

He let out a long sigh, turned to look at the group of nervous creatures, and said with a faint smile, "What are you still doing in a daze, if you can't complete the operation, you have to turn your head and see the undead!"

Lee's trembling threat was a complete joke in their eyes.

Abit Bunny Girl put on a white coat for Li Zhenshu, picked up the scalpel on the ground and placed it in the flames, and the Pigwitch Doctor prescribed the herbs necessary for the operation.

Ivy put away the old priest's severed wings, vaguely feeling that it might be useful.

Lao Li looked at the young dragon's wings, this unique magic power made people deeply fascinated, as if holding a source of magic power.

The majestic and strange power seeped through Li Zhen's body from the young dragon's wings, cleansing the impurities of this weak body, a feeling that he had only seen once in the underground mines of the savage ice field.

That complete rhinoceros magic crystal made Lao Li feel that his body had been baptized for the first time.

However, now it is an ordinary material in his hand, and Lao Li must also treat it as an ordinary material, and any bit of selfishness, including awe, may seriously affect the entire surgical process.

The old priest's shaking finally stopped, his breathing calmed down, and the blood of the demonic beast survived his backlash.

"Let's get started!"

Turning around and attaching the Void Bronze Molds to the wounds, the first step was to connect the meridians on the old priest's back with the Void Bronze Wings Models.

Although the process is very troublesome, what is needed is care and patience, and it just so happens that Lao Li does not lack these.

The second step was more troublesome, he needed the meridians in the young dragon's wings and the Void cupron model for the second docking.

Li Zhenshu doesn't know anything about dragon wings!

There are no dragon corpses for him to study!

He wanted to take a gamble and summon the wings by summoning the undead himself, and if it was really possible, the wings themselves could fit with the Void Bronze model.

Even Li Zhenshu was a little reluctant at the moment, knowing that the skeletons he summoned would only retain their original characteristics, and even if the pair of wings were successful, they could only inherit the hardness of the dragon clan itself.

The mana itself dissipates as the summon takes shape.

The old sacrifice was devoured by the blood of the demonic beast, and it didn't last much time.

Now all he can rely on is Lao Li's experience with corpses for so many years.