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The depth of the marks from the dragon's claws has exceeded three inches, and the armor has deteriorated at this time, and the fractures and lacerations of the sternum and ribs are naturally inevitable, although from the speed of the blood, Edward can be sure that his heart should not be seriously damaged, at least he still has the strength to move his arm, but the form is still extremely dangerous.

Especially in this cold and terrible place, the metal full-body armor has no resistance to the cold, but will cause additional heat loss, although it is rumored that the holy warriors who are blessed by divine power will stay away from any disease, but the cold still has a considerable acceleration effect on the loss of the body. In the case of blood loss, this cold is fatal.

"Don't ......"

When the hunter reached out, the paladin let out a small scream like a wounded beast, trying to press down the boy's palm, but his injuries were obviously extremely severe, and the force exerted by the head-on confrontation with a monster weighing more than three thousand pounds made him almost unable to close the iron glove on his hand. Not to mention blocking the other person's movements. On the contrary, because the movement was too big, I don't know what injury was touched, and after a muffled snort in pain, he hung down softly.

The full-body armor is not difficult to untie - considering the ease of putting on and taking off, only a few straps need to be opened. As several buckles were unfastened one by one, and the deformed armor joints were broken, the metal was completely uncovered......

"Hiss......"

The moment he opened the metal, the hunter couldn't help but inhale slightly—the visible gray began to spread from the deformed breastdeck, and the original metallic color was contained in it, and in just a few blinks of an eye, this color spread all over the armor, and finally the valuable full-body armor disappeared into a sparkling stream of light with a soft sound of hitting the ground, leaving only a flying piece of metal dust.

Edward frowned, knowing that this must be some kind of reaction after a magical item had completely exhausted all of its energy - the valuable armor was clearly no longer recoverable. But what was obviously worse was that the paladin's injuries were even more terrible than he had imagined - the flesh on his chest, abdomen, and even his shoulders had been completely crushed by the three long scratches, and when the last cover was gone, the blood spurted out!

Bandages and splints were obviously meaningless, so he could only tear off the blood-soaked rags from the wound in two handfuls, and then carefully stop most of the blood from draining.

"Alas...... Should you be lucky, or should I be unlucky? It's all injuries, and the difference is a little too big......, isn't it?"

Looking at the face that was still covered by the helmet, the hunter frowned and pulled out a small bottle from his chest pocket. It was a delicate object carved from crystal, only the length of a finger, but with dozens or hundreds of delicately cut sections, which swayed slightly as the crystal clear liquid in it, shimmering like a diamond in the cold shimmer.

One hundred and twenty-eight sections. The height is an inch and a half. Polished with crystal.

Edward was familiar with the little bottle, for it had been in his possession for some years, the tenth year of his coming into the world, and had been exchanged from a warrior for two fine swords and a cuirass, which, according to the man who had taken it, was a high-grade potion of healing for any injury, and he had kept it as collateral because he had not enough gold on hand.

It's just that in the end, the only one who returned to Poplar Town was the good quality cuirass sent by the jackals who were collected for sale.

Of course, this does not guarantee the authenticity of this potion - after all, even in the hands of that warrior, this is already something that has not been known for a long time, although Edward has also asked several mages to identify it, but they do not have advanced knowledge and can only conclude that this is indeed a bottle of alchemy with healing effects, as for the quality, it is impossible to be sure.

Therefore, Edward has only kept it as a talisman, but he didn't expect to have a chance to verify it today.

Edward hesitated for a moment as he pried open his tightly closed, sharpened his jaw and uncorked the bottle.

In fact, drinking this life-saving potion by himself should be the most correct choice, right? Regardless of the effect, this potion should be able to restore his injuries that are not too strict, and he can even choose to keep it for a rainy day. Especially since there is no guarantee that this potion can heal such a severe injury, even if it can exert most of the effect, the final result will not be better in this isolated place.

So, why should I hesitate? Is it because in this strange and dangerous environment, it is terrible to be alone? With one more manpower, there is more certainty of getting out of trouble?

No, it's not.

A beast like the white dragon naturally has its own sphere of influence, so there shouldn't be more tricky monsters to survive in this city, and this place obviously definitely has a road to the outside world, or a rich source of food, otherwise, this white dragon would not build a nest here. If it is the strength of oneself that is intact, it is not a troublesome thing to find this path.

But just give up on him?

It wasn't that Edward didn't give up on his companions...... Hunting and surviving in the Whispering Forest is an inevitable experience, and for the sake of his dream, he has not only given up, but even done it himself more than once. The title "Edward the Skinner" is more than just a playful meaningless word.

Or maybe the reason for the hesitation was because the moment before the paladin was pounced, the shouting of the fast escape had been echoing in his mind......

Do your best and obey the destiny of God. Just take it as a favor. At least you can sleep a little more peacefully later.

Excused himself like this, and gritted his teeth again, the liquid in Edward's backhand crystal poured into the mouth of the holy warrior!

Then, the most regrettable thing happened......

This potion is indeed the real thing.

In just a few breaths, the skin and bones immediately began to wriggle and roll at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly returning to their original positions, and more skin grew out of it, enveloping the original blood...... This is the magic of magic, even if the body has long lost some function, even the esophagus has been broken, as long as there is a mouth to drink, it can take effect...... After a few seconds, the shape of the human body had returned to a general appearance.

The ever-changing wound also made the hunter's face change, the expression of pain, the expression of regret, and the expression of resentment—the potion was so effective, which meant that its price could be unimaginably high, and he should have started planning it years ago...... Why do you want to come here to make all this trouble?

There is no point in roaring, and even a qiē is irretrievable.

So Edward simply turned his head back and turned his attention to the loot that would make him feel better.

The corpse of that white dragon.

Carefully on the wound on the ventral side, he picked up a handful of red. Bring it to your lips. The intense fishy breath made his throat reflexively spasm.

But in the end, the hunter gritted his teeth and swallowed them into his stomach.

Legend has it that dragons are the most powerful magical beasts in the world, and a dream for the pretentious warrior mercenaries - not only because these lizards like to hoard treasures in their nests, but also because they are a moving treasure trove of dragon skins, dragon bones, dragon teeth, dragon scales...... Most of the items crowned with this character have extraordinary value.

Dragon's blood, on the other hand, is one of the best in the game with dragon skin, dragon scales and dragon teeth. There is once a legend that after killing a dragon, a hero bathed in dragon blood and gained immortality...... Of course, that's just a legend. If dragon's blood really had that kind of miracle effect, a hero's mother wouldn't need to pinch his heel and soak in the river - but even unrefined dragon's blood still has a certain tonic effect, it should be confirmed......

Dragon's blood can become a valuable potion worth 10,000 gold as long as it passes through the hands of the alchemists, and legend has it that they can increase the strength of the drinker, change their constitution, and even some exaggerated rumors, these potions can turn a farmer directly into a powerful warrior...... And after they dry up on the metal weapon, the simple crystals formed can slightly enhance the toughness and sharpness of the weapon.

Of course, this is just a rumor that Edward has heard from some mercenaries, but in the current situation, it is worth giving it a try.

The slippery dragon blood was cold in the mouth, but when swallowed, it immediately made people feel as if their bodies were on fire—not burning, but there was a feeling of heat that made the fatigue gradually recede from the top of the limbs. Not only that, but the itching that spreads through the muscles like the bite of insects and ants subsides...... The pain in the wounds on the shoulders and back subsided for the most part.

Then, when Edward turned around, the heat seemed to rise even higher......

Oh, or maybe it's not the effect of the dragon's blood, but because of the white greasy piece in the field of vision, not far away, set off by the blood.

...... The number is two, and it is called left and right. Hair with cardamom, into twenty-eight. Stinging during the day, and shining at night...... Beauty has always fought for land, and since ancient times, heroes have been gentle and gentle. What is its color? Ice and snow in the depths of winter. What is its quality? New cotton in early summer. What is the taste? What is the state of it? When moving, it is like a conscientious jade rabbit, and when it is quiet, it is like a lazy white pigeon. High and upside-down, the flesh * trembles, the powder is tender, and the water is smart......

"It's old-fashioned......"

So Edward, who couldn't help but moan, now knew that this Sir who was preaching light and justice all the time was not a bit of a sissy, but a real woman at all......

A very slender woman, having cunningly chosen a larger armor and filling the necessary gaps with some padding or something, achieved her goal of concealment.

But so be it.

If you follow the cliché plot, what will happen next?

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