"Mom, am I going to die?"

Huai Shi opened her eyes from the sharp pain and gasped violently.

Feeling an indescribable thirst and pain, the stigmata seemed to be shattered, despised, and the eyes were dark, and then a translucent shadow floated from the side.

It was like a dark shadow condensed from ashes, and a pair of eyes with a dim light looked at him quietly, with an expressionless face, almost making Huai Shi jump up from the ground in fright.

If only he could still jump.

Soon, the gray shadow dissipated, forming a dull face with red gloves, which made Huai Shi gasp for a long time and choke violently.

"How did you become that ghost?"

"What does it look like?"

Red Gloves looked at him puzzled: "I haven't changed anything. ”

"Fart, you're ......"

Before Huai Shi finished speaking, the red gloves in front of him changed again, and this time, he finally found that it was not only the red gloves that changed, but also himself.

After the inexplicable bronze mirror melted into his soul, his eyes seemed to have changed, and when he was concentrating, he could easily see through the appearance of things.

Reflect the essence.

It's just that he finally recovered a little essentia, and after looking at it twice, it was drained by these two eyes.

And with a quick glance, he saw his own bones with cracks, and countless things that swam like worms, like parasites, stored in his blood.

He lowered his head and saw his miserable half.

The left leg was slapped to the edge by the rotting hand, and then it was shattered into several pieces, and there were countless scars on the body, and he almost died on the spot.

And the most serious is the place where the maggot bites, the gray toxin is wrapped around the wound, and it can't be resolved with its own poisonous resistance.

Through the translucent flesh, he could see dense clusters of parasites sprouting from the wounds......

and the stigmata of their own dim workings.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like you're about to die.

If it weren't for the fact that Red Glove sensed that he was in danger, came in time, took over the injured white horse, and did emergency treatment, he would probably have left the game in shock......

"Suck. ”

Red Glove opened the back basket beside him, grabbed a handful of leaves and stuffed them into Huai Shi's hand.

It's not like Huai Shi was hit hard by the Sun Witch embryo here, almost in vain, the red gloves look very harvested, and the back basket has been stuffed full, all of which are all kinds of plants that Huai Shi doesn't know, and even rich in a lot of vitality, which makes him feel pleasantly surprised.

Among them, there are about forty kinds of precious abyss plants that are rich in a lot of vitality, and the others are all types that Huai Shi has never seen, they are all branches and leaves and fruits that have been picked down.

And next to it, in the crucible that Red Glove found somewhere, there was already a boiling sound.

"What's that?" asked Huai Shi.

"The butterfly scent of Tianzhu, I found some tobacco leaves and spices there and tried to make some. ”

Red Glove said, his hand moving, pouring the viscous gum from the small crucible into the rudimentary strainer, and in the end, it remained in the strainer, and soon formed a gray powder.

The powder is mixed into the dried and chopped tobacco leaves, stirred well, and then poured in the juice squeezed from the border plants, mixed, and roughly kneaded by hand into a sharp cone.

A piece of incense is done.

This is the application of spices in botany in alchemy, and it is not within the scope of metallurgy, which Huai Shi specializes in. But he could also see that the tools were too rough and the techniques were not careful, and after wasting a lot of materials, the medicinal effect might not be too good.

But it's enough.

Metal repairs the body, incense heals the soul.

The silver blood potion can heal wounds, and the incense produced in this alchemy is mostly used to restore essentia - unfortunately, except for a small amount of thousand-year-old incense, most incense incense cannot produce essentia out of thin air, and can only be forcibly produced by stimulating the soul.

It's like using adrenaline to get rid of drowsiness, but using too much is not beneficial.

But the situation is in crisis, and we can only make up for it.

Pale alchemy fire emerged from Huai Shi's fingertips and landed on the top of the tower incense, and in an instant, the white fire burned wildly, engulfing the entire tower incense, and completely incinerating them into dust that could no longer be used.

In his place, a wisp of azure smoke after the essence sank into the tip of Huai Shi's nose, his face was visibly rosy, and a large amount of essentia emerged from the empty soul, dispelling the drowsiness.

After a rough estimate, his blue bar was filled by more than half, and then the upper limit was deducted a little.

However, the essentia of Huai poems has more than three times the advantage compared to the same level, and it is not a big deal to be in a hurry, and it is not a big deal to meditate a few more times after going back, cultivate for a period of time, and make up for it.

Finally crawling back from the brink of sudden death at any time, Huai Shi took a breath and wiped the sweat off her forehead.

"Parasites, they have to be removed. ”

This is the real henchman.

He thought for a moment, pulled out the sacrificial sword and the sword of virtue, and handed it to the red glove: "I will command, and you will master the sword...... The sledgehammer picks the seams, the sledgehammer does it, is there a problem?"

Red Glove silently took the knife and sword, waiting for his command.

Sometimes Huai Shi would suspect that the Red Glove was still alive, and after being given a memory, the change in the Legion's ghost was simply different, as if the dead were reborn.

But when a person dies, he is dead, and it is impossible to come back to life.

In front of him was nothing more than a stigma that carried the records of the deceased, like a tombstone that could be moved at best.

This is just the result of the fusion of the most basic record fragments and stigmata, if the kingdom of heaven still exists back then, the effect formed by the combination of high-level stigmata and stigmata is formed...... I'm afraid it's really the same as the resurrection of the dead, right?

Because of this, he was more and more able to realize that the fall of the kingdom of heaven was not without reason.

Who wants to die and become someone else's puppet?

It's even more resistant than a necromancer playing with a corpse.

I am afraid that the group of neurotic creators of the ideal country created more than this sin back then, and the subsequent division and collective solidification may have been foreshadowed a long time ago.

Thinking of this, Huai Shi couldn't help but sigh, and heard the thunder behind the clouds in the sky.

Immortals fight.

But no matter who wins or loses in the Dongxia lineage and the Yingzhou lineage, this has nothing to do with a little transparent like himself...... That being said, in the end, most of the Yingzhou lineage is about to lose blood, right?

Regardless of the size of the pedigree, just look at the degree of internal unity to know the result.

Until now, he still doesn't understand, to what extent is the Yingzhou lineage wasted, so that the infighting is so powerful?

Even if the public family and the martial family have been fighting for thousands of years, no matter how many traditions there are in the lower and lower ranks, and in the nest, under such strong external pressure, it is impossible to transfer the contradictions and unite with the outside world? Now even the fifth-order holy stigma can be picked by the Eastern Xia lineage......

Just kidding, that's a fifth-order stigma!

Unlike the low-level stigmata that can be created in batches with alchemy and can be bought with money, it is above the fourth order and truly reigns over the miracle of this world!

Walkable nuclear weapons need to be notified when entering and exiting the current realm, and just getting close to the national border will attract the attention of the Astronomical Society of Humanoid Destruction Seeder.

Demigods on earth!

How many fifth-order ones does Yingzhou have?

Even if they're all stupid, there's no need to be stupid to this extent, right?

What are you thinking?

But what does this have to do with me, the two or five boys in the Astronomical Society?

Just in the midst of the reins of his mind, Huai Shi had already pointed out a few parasites that had begun to eat his own stigma with the perspective hanging that had just arrived.

The Red Glove drew its sword and slashed down, and the Sword of Virtue stabbed a wound with precision, and then a worm was ripped out with a single pick of the mutilated blade.

Once the parasite that looked like an earthworm was pulled out, it released a hiss, but immediately the sacrificial knife cut it down, sucked the blood, and dried up into ashes.

Even if it is entangled in the bones and can't be pulled out, after the blade picks the opening, the sacrificial knife directly stabs into it, and the blood and qi of Huai Shi are pumped together, and the insects are directly drained.

The moment he lost his life, he was digested by the stigma of the mountain ghost.

After getting the help of the operation, the struggling stigma instantly became smooth, and immediately separated thousands of strands of essentia from the body to begin to strangle the foreign body, after continuous transformation, the essentia was endowed with the characteristics of a parasitic vine, and directly parasitized the parasite, and in the end, Huai Shi couldn't tell who was more ruthless and who was more evil.

The red gloves moved quickly, and within a few minutes, the old wounds were gone, and the numbness gradually faded, replaced by bursts of flesh tearing pain.

It's a small thing.

First straighten the bones, then wipe the silver blood elixir, seal the wound, and finally open the mountain ghost to hug a tree and suck wildly.

The empty health bar regenerates at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As for the toxins entangled in the body, Huai Shi thought for a while, and simply took out the gun of compassion and stabbed the toxin-infested place twice. After the decay poison of the green crested dragon degraded most of the toxins and forcibly expired, the rest was within the scope of Huai Shi's treatment.

As for the poison of the blue-crowned dragon, he has the antidote of the crow, but it is not in the way.

After playing with poison again, Huai Shi basically recovered from a weak state.

The mountain ghost is good at this, Gou is terrible, basically as long as he doesn't die on the spot, he can always pull it back.

After recovering a little, Huai Shi's heart began to stir again, and after hesitating for a while, he thought about it and said to the red glove: "You stab me." ”

The red glove didn't say a word, raised the sacrificial knife and poked it at Huai Shi's heart.

The action is fast, the offensive is so fierce, it is simply outrageous.