After more than an hour of busy work, the Sea Clan warrior was finally rescued by Evan Lin'er himself. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the Sea Clan warrior whose breathing gradually returned to normal, the people of the three deep sea clans around him cast a respectful look at the Sea Clan hermit that Ai Wenlin Er had transformed.

Although Aven Liner had already taught most of his medical skills to the medical personnel of the Deep Sea Three Clan rebels, but a serious injury such as that of the Sea Clan warrior just now was not something they could successfully treat, and only by mastering the medical technology to the level of Aven Liner could he truly save the human Sea Clan warrior just now.

Taking a deep breath, the gill sacs on both sides spit out a series of bubbles, at this time, Ai Wenliner felt that he needed to take a good rest, after all, this doppelganger Ai Wenliner did not carry out the slightest strengthening, and his physical strength was no different from that of ordinary sea tribes, so the high-intensity treatment just now really made Ai Wenliner feel tired.

However, Avenliner obviously had no chance to rest, and just as he was sitting on a coral chair and preparing to rest, a female Naga with four arms shook her lower body like a snake's tail and quickly came to Avenlin's side.

"Master Avenliner, Lord Franschi has fallen into the tricks of those guys in the alliance and has been seriously poisoned, and I ask Master Avenliner to save Lord Fransia!"

Fransiqi is one of the three leaders of the rebel army, the leader of the Naga tribe in the rebel army, and the only female leader, the meaning she represents is not comparable to any person from the three deep sea tribes, if something goes wrong with her, then the rebel army, which has been abandoned by the sea god and has been suppressed, is likely to fall apart because of this, so Aven Liner must not let Fransiqi have any problems, even if the other party does not come to him, he has to find a way to save Fransiqi!

In the blink of an eye, Aven Lynl immediately stood up, and without saying a word, he followed the other party directly to the place where Franschi lived, located in the core reef of the rebel base camp.

After passing through the twisting road in the coral reef, Evan Liner saw Franschi lying on the coral bed, his face was pale, and beside Franschi, the other of the three leaders, Mason, the leader of the Sea Clan, stood by with a solemn face, and when he saw Avan Lin's arrival, he immediately swam up.

"Master Avenliner, the injuries on Franschi's body are not very serious, but the poison in her is too powerful, without the magic given by the sea god, we can't do anything about this unknown toxin!"

"Lord Mason, let me see Lord Franschi's injuries first, and I can guarantee that I will do my best to heal Lord Franschi's injuries. ”

Nodding, Mason immediately gave up his place, and Evan Linll quickly stepped forward, he sat down on the coral chair next to the coral bed where Franssky was lying, and then took out some medical equipment in the medical bag he was carrying, and then began to examine Franschi's injuries.

As Mason said, the injuries on Franschi's body are not serious, only two not deep scars were left in the middle of the snake's tail and on his left shoulder, originally this level of wound with Franschi's strength, I'm afraid it won't take long to heal on its own, but now this wound is not only not healing, but gradually blackening, and there are signs of decay, obviously the toxin in it is not simple, otherwise it would not have turned a seventh-level powerhouse into this appearance!

That's right, it is the seventh level, the three leaders of the rebel army are all seventh-level powerhouses who have surpassed the upper limit of the sixth-level, and it is precisely because of this that they can compete with the people of the alliance with only thirty percent of the people, although there are many strong people in the alliance who exceed the sixth-level, but they cannot completely eliminate these three seventh-level powerhouses for a while, so they are deadlocked.

Avenliner collected some poisonous blood from Franschi's wound, put it into a petri dish like a shell, and carefully examined the toxin in this drop of poisonous blood, when the examination was completed, Avenlin's expression became solemn, because he recognized that this toxin was from the wizarding world of the Eastern Continent A highly poisonous potion specially invented for the people of the three tribes of the deep sea, its name is ' Scales of Decay' Anyone who has been hit by this potion will not be able to remove the toxin at all if they do not have a specific antidote, and can only watch themselves die, unless they are legendary-level powerhouses who borrow the divine power of the gods alive, without exception.

It's just that this highly poisonous potion is very expensive, and its raw materials are extremely scarce, even the three major empires in the Eastern Continent only have a small amount, which can be obtained by the people of the Deep Sea Three Clans Alliance and used on Franschi's body, it is very likely that they robbed those merchant ships and obtained it by accident, of course, it is not ruled out that they have some transactions with one of the three major empires in the Eastern Continent, but this is not something that Evan Liner can know.

The gill sacs on either side of his cheeks shook slightly, and a large number of bubbles gushed out of them, showing the unrest in Evan Lin'er's heart.

He turned to look at Mason and whispered, "Lord Mason, do you know of a highly poisonous potion called 'Scales of Decay'?"

Hearing Aven Lin'er's words, Mason's face changed, and he shouted in a low voice, "You mean...... The toxin in Franschi's body is the poison of the 'Scales of Decay' potion configured by humans?"

Nodding slightly, Evan Liner said: "That's right, the toxin on Lord Fransqi is the 'Scales of Decay', if there is no antidote, with the current situation of our rebel army, I am afraid that it will really not be able to remove the toxin of this potion." ”

"Isn't it possible to do anything other than the antidote?

Shaking his head, Aven Liner said: "No, I can only delay the onset of toxins in Lord Franschi's body at most, and my method of delaying will also greatly damage Lord Franschi's body, if I delay for a long time, I am afraid that even if I can find an antidote, Lord Franschi's physical fitness will be greatly reduced, which is equivalent to reducing the strength of Lord Franschi!"

Hearing this, Rao is Mason's face couldn't help but show a trace of helplessness, the three leaders of the rebel army are indispensable, in comparison, the loss of strength is not so difficult to accept, the only thing that needs to be thought about now is how to find the antidote to this 'rotten scale' in the time that Evan Liner delays the onset of toxin in Franschi's body!

It's just that...... How could this antidote be so easy to find, the possibility of finding it is basically the same as nothing!(To be continued.) )