Putt and the others sprang into action, carefully picking her up and rushing to the boat as fast as they could. Wadford looked through the gap in the statue at dawn. He was stunned when he saw everything that had happened. He had never seen his God so miserable, even more tragic than in battle. His face was covered in blood, his face was covered in Yuan, and he didn't recognize him as Dawn at all, his limbs were crooked, and his abdomen was twisted into a mass of Yuan. How is it possible for a person to be alive in such a situation? What's even more terrifying is that Whitebeard is so powerful! The intensity of the battle, its scale, its power, it was clear to everyone that Dawn was stronger than most of the time.

But even this dawn, the dawn of the gods, was defeated! Other paramedics rushed over, and everyone's eyes were filled with shock when they saw what had happened. It's hard to imagine that Daun, who has suffered so much, is still alive and well! "Come on, Dunn"

"Don't die!" Koop whispered, his eyes heavy. He blames himself for trusting Yan so much and letting him fight Whitebeard. If we fight this war ourselves, we will lose ourselves, not the Yan Army, not the world, not the way we lose the dawn. "Hell with one foot!" Pat's face was contorted, his eyes were sad, and his hands trembled. The way the young general, not only their superiors, but also their brothers, is now like this, which worries everyone who stands on the battlefield.

"Kademu, if the general dies, I won't let you go!" Ruilong roared, tears welling up in his eyes. Torrance sat softly on the boat, his mouth wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, his face was numb, his eyes were in a trance, and there was no expression, Yuzu and the others were crying in a low voice. This moment is going through the most dangerous moment of life, and it is only one step away from death. No one survived his injuries, but he kept going.

"Blood transfusion!" Kedwood's facial expression was urgent, and he gave a doctor's order. "Glucose!" How's the stitching going?" He asked aloud as he injected Dawn with various hormones. The more urgent the matter, the calmer he became.

"Help him! He must be saved!" His heart was roaring, roaring. "Muscle suture!" The military doctors around them are veterans of countless battles, they act quickly and nervously, but they do things methodically, rarely make mistakes, and react immediately.

"Very good!" Kodmu nodded, relieved. He looked at Dawn, still asleep, his hands moving, his gaze fixed on his injured body, his eyes turning to a rainbow of light. This is for observation.

He would have completely collapsed and thought to himself, Codemas could not be distracted for a moment. "It's going to be a long battle, you'll all be ready!" He calmly said: "Wait for his body to recover, get full stimulation, reach the limit, and then it can be considered success."

The medical staff nodded silently, ready. Koop and the others stood in the distance, anxiously pacing back and forth, distraught, waiting for news. On the other side of the Moby Dick, Whitebeard strode to the deck and sat down with a thud. "Daddy," the thieves said anxiously.

Whitebeard let out a giggle. "The old man doesn't care, such an injury can't escape my eyes!" The thief helped him clean his side, stitched up his wounds, and he could speak. Farther and farther away from the battleship, Whitebeard's mood gradually declined.

"I just don't know if I'll ever see you again" goes into a state where even if he doesn't participate, and over time the other person's consciousness disappears. He fought it with all his might, breaking this state. Even he didn't know what the consequences would be. Even if consciousness can be awakened, but it is full of injuries, can it survive? Yan's life and death are beyond Whitebeard's control!

Time flashed by, and the rescue of three days and three nights made Ke Demu pale and covered in cold sweat. The other medical staff were exhausted, but at this moment, their faces were full of smiles and relief. "Success!" Three days and three nights of rescue, constantly adjusting the balance between hormones, stimulating the body's healing ability, activating vitality "Dawn finally passed through the edge of life and death!" With a smile on his face, he took a step back, but it was this step that brought him to the ground. Putt and the others waited nearby, grabbing his body and shouting.

"Major General, overworked, just rest well, don't worry," the military doctor said weakly. They were exhausted, for three days and three nights in a row, they couldn't relax for a moment, dawn is the future of the Yan army, a rising star in the world, this is not the place for such a person to fall. Luckily, risking everything, it was finally saved from the brink of death. Koop and the others looked nervous as she looked at Dawn, all the bandages, only her eyes visible. "He's breathing well, he's recovering quickly and will wake up soon," Mr. Koop said after observing him for a while.

"Great!" Really alive!" People were very surprised, very excited. The injuries were so bad, and Dawn survived. This is thanks to the efforts of such a doctor, but it is also closely related to his perseverance. It is impossible for anyone to survive such a wound. But it did!

In a dark, enclosed space, there is not a single ray of light that can shine through. Trapped here, although his instinct took control of his body and controlled everything he did, he could still feel the battle outside of his consciousness. He saw his "ego" burst with terrifying energy, fighting in ways he never imagined. Ray's speed and strength, with his instinct to play to the limit, even Whitebeard's ability to vibrate, is perfectly balanced.

Driven by this instinct, the electromagnetic induction is amplified and multiplied, and the resulting attack must become more powerful on several levels. This is the limit of lightning's ability to be used, and its lightning detection ability is exceeded. Dawn saw the battle from start to finish. The magnificent and spectacular battle made him fascinated, and the light in his heart flickered, and from this battle, he learned too much about the abilities of thunder and lightning, and also discovered the fruits of thunder and lightning, but there was also potential horror.

But with each collision, Lightning's instinct vanishes and his power begins to dissipate. In the end, it was crushed by Whitebeard's blow. He also collapsed with that blow, and his consciousness was thrown into the darkness of space. In this dark space, Dawn couldn't feel time, couldn't feel herself, didn't know what was happening, all she felt was darkness. The loneliness and fear that came from the depths of his soul made him shiver and freeze.

"Am I going to die?"

"No, I'm not going to die. I can still feel it!" Daun said in horror. This instinct of the soul made him tremble, and there was only darkness on all sides, an indescribable horror that drove everyone crazy.

"I can't die!"