Netheril’s Glory - Chapter 1184

[Chapter 1176 Panic]

“It really deserves to be a morning star-level attack method. I don’t even dare to use my fingers to approach those strange law energy. Even a blade made of legendary-level alchemy materials will lose its sharpness due to touching this incomprehensible corrosive effect. It seems that the necrotic muscle tissue and organ structure on your body is completely useless, in order to prevent the further expansion and deepening of the damage in the flesh and blood, I can only remove these withered muscles and even nerves and bones.”

Some helplessly and a little sighed, waving the blade, as if dissecting an animal, the rough and ruthless “plague box” cut off a full one-third of the flesh and blood tissue on Dieter himself, and In order to accommodate these annoying wastes that are inactive and carry pollution, Kesanoya, who is acting as a temporary doctor, has to put them all into a round iron bucket.

So when the operation was about to end, this metal container like a large crucible was filled with sections of internal organs and many flesh, bones, and even spinal cord tissue. Those who know it understand that the “plague box” is in the Emergency treatment of the wounds on “Thunderstorm”, people who don’t know might think that Kesanoya, who has eaten enough sweet bread, is going to start researching beef offal soup.

Of course, Dietben, lying on the slate platform, is undoubtedly a “knowing man”.

So even if he saw that his body was turned into a half skeleton in the blink of an eye under the sharp blade of the girl mage, the legendary warlock who breathed a long sigh of relief just sighed heavily with a slightly fortunate tone:

“I’m so lucky to have saved a life… Do you know? When these necrotic tissues were rampantly spreading on my body, my soul was in a state of semi-collapse, and I even raised my hand to dig them out myself. With no strength, the rock-solid body of the Warlock professional nearly killed me in the end, and now I feel better thanks to your help.”

His life was saved, and the always rebellious Dietben’s speaking style immediately became polite. Although his attitude change was not necessarily due to meaningless gratitude, it was at least in the face of stubbornness. When he was the “doctor” and “team leader” of his own life, even a guy like “Thunderstorm” would learn “respect” and “politeness” without a teacher.

It’s just a pity that no matter how good the legendary warlock is on the spot, the “Plague Box” whose anger has not been extinguished will not eat him.

“Feeling better? Hehe, even after this operation, your chances of surviving have now increased from less than 30% to at most 60%. I can use the alchemy blade to help you with the physical operation, but Soul-level injuries are not something that a semi-reclusive mage can handle. After all, I have no medicine, no tools, and no knowledge here… ah, anyway, this operation is the biggest I can do. You have worked hard enough, even your Excellency “President” will not say much after knowing this situation, so you troublemaker, please ask yourself for more blessings now!”

Looking at the three alchemy knives placed on the metal tray with heartache, Kesanoya’s eyes, who casually admonished Dietben’s “precautions”, began to show fleshy eyes.

You must know that the “Plague Box” is not a rich alchemist like a punk. For her, even a finger-sized legendary alloy is a very precious and rare resource, but today is only one night, in order to perform surgery on “Thunderstorm” The girl mage used up three legendary scalpels!

This behavior is so outrageous!

But Dietben, who fled in a hurry, didn’t even have a storage ring with him, so even if Kesanoya wanted to ask her patients for medical expenses, the most she could get was a ring.” When I have money, I will pay it back.” It’s just a blank check.

For legendary professionals, this kind of non-binding commitment is meaningless, so now “Plague Box” is doomed to only admit bad luck.

“…”

“Now that the operation is over, I’ll ask Mr. Akama to talk about why he messed up with the gang of gods in the Pantheon! Did you slaughter a medium plane under the hands of a great power? Or steal the Pantheon The magical potion of escort? The Throne of the Sun is on the top… Let’s talk frankly at this time, the magical energy lingering in your body doesn’t even seem like a method used by the gods of the good camp.”

“boom”!

Standing tall and proud of his chest, he sat heavily on the wooden chair next to the stone platform, and “Plague Box” looked at “Thunderstorm” with suspicion and vigilance in his eyes.

She’s a non-professional spellcaster who is full of life and loves role-playing, but as a legend, she’s never been a fool without vigilance.

However, when confronted with the question of the “savior”, Dieter, who had just gained a few muscles, sat up with a half-body skeleton, and was completely naked, retorted without any hesitation. :

“Do you think I’d lie about such a big thing? Do you really think I’m the one who provoked the Pantheon? Do you think I’m capable of provoking the priest of Morningstar? It’s unreasonable! Even if I wanted to. To provoke a Morning Star professional, I have to find a Morning Star professional first, right? But in fact, apart from the residence of Mr. Destruction Whisper, a desolate warlock like me who has been infected with “Sorrowful Soul” can still know something what”?

While speaking, he frowned and stared at Kesanoya’s beautiful face, and the “Thunderstorm” who couldn’t control his emotions was almost expressing his thoughts with a deafening roar.

He knows very well that the only “friend” who can help his “criminal” escape from the pursuit is the “Plague Box”. Once the girl mage who doesn’t want to cause trouble decides to turn a blind eye to the immediate crisis by pretending to be an ostrich, then he has no ability to cast spells, and even his limbs are not well controlled. Isn’t Suo himself going to be buried in the small star field of the Aldora plane?

Such an ending “Thunderstorm” was unacceptable, so before Keishanoya responded to his first remarks, he was so impatient that he hurriedly put forward his own suggestions and ideas:

“Team leader! We have to plan ahead, don’t we? I don’t know what happened to the Pantheon to suddenly kill me, and I don’t know if they will kill you after killing me, the second weakest. It would be too stupid to wait for an invincible opponent to come to the door. I think we should quickly inform Your Excellency “President” of this matter, and then go to Mr. “Destruction Whisper” or Mr. “Instant Kill Gun” for temporary shelter. “!