Chapter 51: The Art of Regeneration

When Jack was still weak, everyone had already burned all the coffins that the necromancer had not come and moved with the cooperation of the magician.

"No need to find an exit, I'll help you get out!" The fire inside the cave was getting stronger and more smoky, and it was obvious that if you stayed any longer, you would be in danger of dying. Jack had already used spatial teleportation twice in one day, and it was impossible for him to use spatial spells to get out again. However, you can use teleportation to teleport people to the magic portal tower in Storm City.

Space spells, which have side effects every time they are used. Use it up to twice in 24 hours, and even a guy with super vitality like a dragon, if you use it more than twice in 24 hours, you will be instantly eaten by space magic, and eventually you will either become a zombie of the walking dead or hang up in an instant!

Jack didn't dare to challenge this forbidden area, and now the entire team except for Jack had only one experience of being teleported.

"I'll stay with you—" Sarah could see that Jack was too weak to leave. And with the way he is now, it's clear that someone needs to take care of him!

"You have to go back to the city and put away all my things for me. Not a single thing missing, you know?" Jack still thinks about his things. Radio station, laptop and projector.

"Okay, I'll promise you a lot of it back!" With the mistake just now, Sarah knew very well that although she could call the shots, she still had a long way to go if she wanted to convince the world. Now with Jack as a political backer, she and her family can rise to the top. Without this backer, the king would probably be even more frantically revenge on his family after this time! Now Jack's order is even more effective in the Berg family than the king's royal order.

Hearing that the Great Magician was going to teleport everyone back to the city, there were people who were not only helping their injured teammates. Others picked up the warriors who had just died.

Their deaths were brave and fearless, and they should not be left alone, even if they were to be cremated, and their families should be seen one last time.

With this crisis of the dead, I believe that people in the future will no longer use burial to deal with the aftermath. At least for quite some time in Storm City, no one dared to bury them!

The moment the Ghost Shadow was teleported away, he still couldn't help but glance at the two long swords that Jack had already inserted into his back.

With a flash of white light, everyone returned to the teleportation tower in Storm City.

After teleporting everyone, Jack turned off the countdown to the bomb on the Ghost Shadow!

When the crowd rushed out of the tower, they immediately saw countless undead jumping down from the coffins in the air and entering the city to attack the civilians.

However, not all of the undead jumped from the sky, and some archers did not jump out of the coffin, but instead spotted the ground in the air.

At this time, Naan saw a familiar figure - Thunderwood Black Feather!

Remu Black Feather was standing at the top of the coffin at this time, raising an arrow and shooting an arrow at a priest of the Light who was treating others!

"Remu...!" Naan shouted loudly, looking up.

Thunderwood Kuroba heard his name being called. Instinctively, he looked at the source of the voice. But just as he turned his head to look, his whole body suddenly convulsed. A second later, Remu Black Feather was once again engaged in the action of killing the Light Priest.

"Remu!" Naan shouted again. But this time, Thunderwood Black Feather didn't react at all.

Na'an doesn't have the ability to jump to a height of more than 20 meters, so she can only attack the undead who run to the ground on the ground, while keeping an eye on Remu's whereabouts at all times. As soon as he jumps from the air to the ground, Naan will track him.

Marfa Starsong and the nine human heroes she summoned did not leave Storm City. For the first time in a thousand years, he stepped into the academy he had set up.

Half of his upper torso was destroyed, and he was still standing there alive. If the average person had died a long time ago, I don't know how many times.

Marfa Xingge is an elf, not a troll, and he does not have the ability to regenerate his torso. But even for trolls, it takes time for their torso to regenerate. It would take at least a year and a half to recover from a serious injury like this.

The location where Marfa Xingge was located at this time was the library of the Elven Academy. I saw him endure severe pain, standing in front of a bookshelf in a corner, chanting words in his mouth.

After a few seconds, the bookshelf in front of me split in two, left and right.

Although the shelves are separated, the walls are unremarkable, not unlike the walls on the side.

But when Marfa Xingge reached out and touched the walls, one of the wall tiles suddenly bulged and floated.

Inside is actually a small dark compartment.

Marfa Xingge pulls out a small wooden box from the dark compartment. When I opened it, it turned out to be an unknown plant seed inside!

"I can't imagine that one day I'll use it..."If the Elven Queen restricts the transmission of high-level magic to humans, then these seeds are also prohibited from exporting. However, Marfa Xingge, who was bent on spreading magic, not only disobeyed the queen's orders to teach magic, but even brought out the seeds of the Elven Tree.

Marfa Xingge infused the dozen seeds in the box with natural magic and manipulated them to fly onto her mutilated body.

"Ah!!h The sharp pain that he had never experienced before made Marfa Xingge, a man who endured humiliation and was extremely vindictive, let out a heart-rending cry. And when Jack destroyed his body, he didn't shout like he did now.

The pain caused Marfa Xingge to fall to the ground, her whole body curled up together.

In the place where Marfa Xingge's flesh and blood were blurred, those dozen seeds were actually taking root and sprouting. The roots are frantically swimming down the blood vessels all over the body. The missing parts of Marfa Xingge's body are growing torsos, but they are wood, not animal flesh.

Ten minutes of torture.

When Marfa Xingge stood up again, half of his wounded body was filled. Even the right arm that had been lost on the altar grew. And on his shoulders is a flower from an elven fruit tree!

Regaining her right hand, Marfa Xingge made a few gentle hand movements, trying to get used to her wooden arm.

Simple fist clenching, grabbing. Marfa Xingge made a few moves, and it felt no different from before.

"Go to the palace and kill the self-righteous kings. Let the humans and dwarves fall into complete despair!" said Marfa Xingge, though she was already furious in her heart. But a person who can taste courage for a thousand years will not be overwhelmed by a moment of anger. Now that the revenge has begun, Marfa Xingge will not be affected by other objective factors.

The human kings are all gathered together, and now is the best chance to kill those kings, and the orcs of the human chaos believe that in less than 5 years, the kingdoms of humans and dwarves will completely disappear from the history of this world.

At that time, when his undead army grows, he will take revenge on the orcs. I believe that on that day, other clansmen who have walked out of the Elven Sacred Mountain will also join their revenge army.

While Marfa Starsong fills in his missing flesh with the Elven Tree, Jack is also suffering underground.

Although a small part of the smoke and fire exited the cave through the cracks in the rocks, more smoke accumulated in the cave.

If he doesn't find an exit, or a vent, Jack will be here today.

Jack struggled to his feet and picked up the skull staff. Then you want to go down the stairs, and the air will expand and rise when heated. Now the smoke from above makes it impossible to stay any longer.

Every step was so difficult that even Jack simply climbed the slope of the pyramid and went down step by step. Jack didn't dare to slide too fast, for fear of losing control and rolling down, so he had to go down step by step for safety.

The pounding of his heart has slowed down, like a man who has just run a 100-meter sprint, and he needs time to calm his breathing and heartbeat. It's just that Jack needs to rest and recover longer, and the damage to his heart is greater.

Jack longed for something like a quick-acting heart-saving pill on his body now. But in this world he didn't have such a stockpile. I'm really worried that one day, when the fire is at full power, I will hang up at any time.

The road home is not destined to be smooth sailing, but in order to return to the earth, return to relatives and friends, no matter how difficult it is, you must persevere. Who is called Jack is a descendant of Yan and Huang, there are only descendants of Yan and Huang on the earth, and when they are trapped every year, they come to a thousand-mile migration of hundreds of millions of people. Spring Festival, even if the road home is difficult, even if you can only eat a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner when you go home, even if you can only accompany your parents to chat for a while. People think it's worth it! Aren't those who have worked hard for a year waiting for this day to come after a hard year?

Gritting his teeth, Jack continued to climb down step by step.

Suddenly, Jack stepped on the air and almost rolled off.

Originally, the height difference of each step was balanced, but I don't know why the step I just stepped on was not solid.

Jack sat up from the slope and leaned out to look down at his feet.

At Jack's feet, there was actually a 'door' into the interior of the pyramid.

In the underworld, Jack couldn't tell the direction. But he still remembered that when the group first teleported, they landed on the opposite slope. And now the position of the pyramid is diametrically opposed to the slope when it came.

Someone had already found the exit just now, so could it be that they didn't find this hole?

The smoke was getting lower and lower, and Jack went down into the dark hole and walked in. When I entered, I found that there were steps down from the entrance to the cave, which was narrow but allowed people to walk upright.

Even if he can't find an exit, as long as he can hold out for 12 hours, Jack can use the space to teleport back to Storm City.

After another 24 hours, you can use it twice more!

After looking at the time for a moment, Jack gently threw a very small fireball to find his way.