"But, he will bleed to death!" Firenze was a little excited. I pointed at Jerry: "Look carefully, I said he won't die, he won't die! On the contrary, he will become stronger!" Firenze looked in Jerry's direction suspiciously, but Seeing Jerry's wound pierced by the saber squeaking, and the wound slowly closed, after a while, Jerry was the same as when he was not injured. "What's going on?" Firenze really didn't understand that Jeremy was a fighter, how could he still light the magic of the magician
"Do you think that Jerry is still a light magician?" I looked at Firenze with a smile. "Um." Firenze's face flushed slightly when I spoke to my inner thoughts. "Oh, I can’t tell you for a while. How can I say it is the same as the energy nature of light magic, but he does not have a period of weakness, like the healing art of light magic! For a mercenary who has been traumatized, it It can quickly heal your external wounds. However, he will not replenish your lost blood! So even after using the healing technique, you usually have to rest for a few days. Right? But look at Jerry!" He pointed at Jerry again, but saw that Jerry was pressing his legs, and seeing us look like him, he stretched his thumb at me, and I gave him a thumb back.
Jerry picked up the double-edged axe that fell on the ground with his toes and grasped it in his hand. Jerry took the other axe back into the ring: "Hey, six of you, come again!" Six silver The mercenaries looked at each other, and finally nodded at the same time, and rushed towards Jerry with a roar, "Look, this time, Jerry won't let them down!" I pointed to the six silver fighters: "They are dead! The gap between the Silver Warrior and the Golden Warrior. It can't be made up by the number of people!"
"Boss, you mean, Jerry is now, Golden Fighter Ra?" Seeing me nodded, Firenze was surprised to cover his forehead: "Oh my God, can I break through with injuries?"
"It's not that anyone can break through when they are injured. Jerry's mentality at that time was rather strange!" I patiently explained to Firenze.
"Boss! Get it done!" Riddle said in a complacent voice, braggingly. I didn't even look at Riddle, and kicked him out: "When I'm done, I will help Jerry. He has just broken through. The realm is still very unstable. If you have that spare time, go quickly! If Jerry looks like I also suffered internal injuries and I took you apart!"
"Hey, boss, don't worry. I'll go, I'll go!" Riddle said with a smile on his face. Quietly ran away. "This guy!" I smiled bitterly: It's really not a normal nonsense!
"Hey, Jerry, I'll help you! Go to the meeting! Leave it to me!" When Jerry heard it, he curled his lips: "Just you? Just bully the bronze fighter who is inferior to you. Do you still have the ability to fight the Silver Fighter?" When Riddle heard it, he jumped up as if he had received a great insult: "Despise people? I will kill two to show you!" After saying this, he rushed up. . "Idiot, do you really think you can do it all by yourself?" Jerry shook his head helplessly, and picked up his axe and rushed up.
"It smells so fragrant!" Riddle stretched out his tongue and licked the blood on the saber. With the background of blood, Riddle looked even more coquettish. "Where did he learn this problem?" I patted my butt and stood up, and glanced at the dead body. While talking to Firenze, I walked towards Gardsden. "I don't know!" Firenze scratched his head and said blankly.
"Gardesden, who are you?" I walked slowly in front of Gardersden, my injury has almost recovered. "Such a fast healing rate. It can't be done by an ordinary mercenary! Even if you are a golden fighter, you can't!" I looked at Gardsden coldly, and my eyes narrowed unconsciously.
"Hmph, you guys. All die! My mission failed, I will naturally apologize with death. After I die, there will be a stronger and more powerful adult who will kill you! I am on the road to purgatory Waiting for you! Ahaha." After that, the stench overflowed from Gardsden's mouth. "Why is this kind of alchemy medicine again?" Riddle said bitterly. "Isn't it, but it is! When you were fighting just now, I had already suffered a huge gift from the dark elves!"
"So, Boss. Is this a group of people in Old Man Stan's house before?" I nodded silently, "But" I waved my hand, and Riddle stopped my voice. "Look at Corolla!"
I walked slowly to Corolla's side: "Brother Dragon, you are fine! So I close my eyes and let go, but do you know. I just met a wave of teams trying to kill me. I have been I wonder: Who am I provoking? Is it the dark elves? Or something else? These things keep happening, which makes me feel more and more evil, but the only thing I know now except the dark elves is the dark elves. There is nothing else. I know that the dark elves must have something to do with this matter. I don’t know you. If you don’t know about the Summoner, you just closed your eyes so simply!" I looked at serene helplessly. Corolla, with his eyes closed, thinking about the acquaintance and battle with Corolla from the beginning, I waved at Jerry: "He is a noble dragon! Before that, an ignorant Saint Seiya was fighting with him. He was seriously injured. He finally said to me, let's take away all his blood, flesh, dragon crystals, and scales. You and Riddle clean up. Don't let him down!"
Now things are developing more and more beyond my imagination. There must be some ulterior secret behind this, this feeling of being in the play but not knowing the development of the plot makes me feel quite aggrieved. "Forget it, take a step and take a step. The car must have a way to the front of the mountain, and the boat will go straight to the bridge. Why do you think so much?" I shook my head and threw out all the mixed thoughts in my mind. Go out first: "It's almost dawn, we won't leave today, we have been busy all night. Let us sleep well during the day today!" After that, I took out my top from the ring. Tent: "Remember to arrange someone to be on duty. I will warm up the meridians first. Jerry will also come along. I will teach you that you may not be able to do it alone!"
"Eh." Jerry replied, turned and walked towards me, and said as he walked: "Haha. With dragon scales, I must make a dragon scale armor. I see who of you can cut my armor. ,Humph!"
Firenze and I looked at each other and couldn't help but smile when Jerry murmured so loudly.