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055 'Blood of Regeneration' (seeking)

In the empty basement that once served as a dungeon.

The pale blue sword blade bloomed in the darkness along with the shrill wail of a female voice that echoed through the hall.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by the muffled sound of a sharp knife penetrating into the bones, the whining suddenly stopped.

Woody's expression remains calm, but if you look closely, you will find that his golden snake pupils shrink slightly, which is the sequelae of the cat's eye elixir being exhausted, and his right hand holding the sword is also trembling a little.

The long and fast-paced battle left Woody somewhat exhausted.

But in the end everything came to an end with this not-so-fancy sword slash. When the head full of twisting and unwillingness rolled down from the body that had almost been cut into a tree trunk, a rain of blood and retinas spurted out from the break.

A row of data in is displayed at the same time.

——"Start by beheading!"

——"Decapitation is successful, your +1 enchanted steel long sword causes 18 (+3) mixed damage to the target's attack."

——"Target's health cleared...death saving throw...death saving throw failed."

——"You successfully killed the profane monster and gained 2100 experience points."



After seeing this, I felt the familiar warmth in my body.

Only then did Woody approach with confidence, and pulled out a long-edged dagger that had been inserted into the heart of the strange creature named Oriana not long ago.

He is not rich enough to throw away his weapons at will.

However, when Woody stepped forward, he tried his best to avoid his body being contaminated with her blood.

Although the aberrant creature is dead, it does not prevent the flesh and blood of her body from still possessing a strong source of aberration infection.

And if he just lets the body lie there without processing it, it will only take less than two days.

This "corpse" will be resurrected and become an unconscious, corrupt creature that only knows how to spread fear and curses.

The general method is to use flames to burn, and the blood of corrupt aberrations is the best fuel.

As for other methods, as long as the activity of the corpse can be eliminated or suppressed, it is also possible.

For example, use a big disintegration technique...

Of course, that was just the result of a certain mage player's slippage. He also paid a heavy price, being torn apart and swallowed by a corrupt soul that survived the disaster.

But Woody doesn't plan to deal with this grotesque corpse just yet. He has other plans.

His top priority now is to take this opportunity to resolve the curse that has been plaguing him for weeks.

But before that, Woody looked past the grotesque corpse and towards the aristocratic girl who was looking at his position in a daze.

Grandia.

It's time to put an end to the culprit who caused the curse behind him.



"Mr. Gallon..."

The aristocratic girl who was lying limply on the ground wanted to get up. Her hair, clothes, and face were all stained with fresh blood. When she saw Woody coming over, she hurriedly wiped it away, as if she didn't want the man in front of her to see the joke.

"I don't blame you! My mother brought it all on herself, and I don't know why she became like this. It's really scary... She wanted to kill me just now... Fortunately, you saved me... Wuwu...

…”

Before Woody took a few steps, Grandia's crying voice drifted over along with the smell of blood. At this moment, her face was filled with tears, and there were faint traces of tears in her red eyes.

However, when she saw that Woody's expression showed no reaction at all when he walked up to her, she still wanted to defend herself.

"I wanted to stop her, but I found that I couldn't do anything. Garen, am I very helpless..."

A sharp sword light flashed in the darkness before the girl could finish the unfinished words in her throat.

The next moment, the blue sword blade slit her throat.

The warm blood that gushes out from the wound can't wait to spurt out of the master's body just as the azure sword blade leaves, dyeing the originally light pink palace dress into scarlet, and the skin as white as porcelain.

It forms a thrilling beauty.

"Why... Wu!"

The girl subconsciously covered her throat and looked at the man standing upright looking down at her with frightened eyes. She didn't understand, but when she looked up at the man with the pseudonym "Garen" in front of her, she felt a little confused.

look familiar……

Maybe it's a thousandth of a second, or a hundredth of a second.

She finally thought about who the person in front of her was, and she also understood why he was infected with the curse, and why he wanted to attack her mother and was so merciless to her.

"Woody Aleister."

The young man who was always thinking about making her happy.

It's him.

It turned out to be him, no wonder...

"……actually"

Grandia wanted to say something, but found that her body was like a deflated balloon, without any strength. It was extremely difficult for her to touch her upper and lower lips. She stretched out her hand to touch the feet of the boy in front of her.

But before she could touch it, the owner of her feet had already left, leaving her with only a silent figure behind her.

The owner of that silhouette was so attentive to her and loved her so much.

She wanted to apologize, she already understood how stupid she had been.

But why didn't he give her a chance to apologize?

Without saying a word, are you really so heartless?

In the end, Grandia, who could only make a "cough" sound, was frightened and her pupils gradually dilated with unwillingness until she completely lost focus. The hand covering the wound and the other hand stretched out to hold Woody's ankle.

They had no strength left and fell to the ground one after another. Finally, they collapsed limply on the ground without making a sound.

The blood flowing from the wound dyed a crimson rose under her body.

A noble girl died and was buried together with her mother in this dark and dark basement.



"You successfully killed a profane cultist (peripheral staff) and gained 5 experience points."

Woody looked at the data across his retinas and curled his lips. The experience value made the dog shake his head just looking at it.

But originally it was just to avenge my predecessor and solve my own curse, experience and other things came second.

After dealing with Grandia, Woody walked to the brazier.

Using the flint he took out from the brass ring to light the extinguished brazier, he now wanted to resolve the curse on his body, and the quickest way was to use flames to remove all the distorted energy from his body.

It just so happened that he also had a bottle of "regenerative blood" prepared, which could speed up recovery.

Although it is only a low-end version, it is not as good as the priest's "healing serious injuries."

But it is more than enough than those potions for treating minor injuries. After all, not counting the cost of craftsmanship, the various materials cost no less than fifty gold coins.

After the torch in the brazier began to burn, Woody placed a long-edged dagger inside, then took off the clothes on his upper body, including the White Wolf Mask, and set them aside.

After everything was ready, he stuffed a piece of coarse cloth into his mouth, then gritted his teeth and began to slash the red dagger body that had been roasted in the brazier towards his chest, which had become rotten and exuded stinking pus.

Cutting out pieces of hardened rotten flesh, it actually didn't hurt much in the early stage, but in the later stage, when the dagger began to touch the parts of the body that had not yet been corrupted, the pain even though Woody had the talent to be tenacious and unyielding, he still couldn't help but feel the pain on his forehead.

I broke out in cold sweat, and my teeth were trembling.

But there is no way. If he drinks the healing "blood of regeneration" now, although the rotten flesh has become a rootless source, if it is not cleaned up, it will take at least half a year to a year to be metabolized by itself.

, this took too long, and Woody had no choice but to do it himself.

When the yellow pus and black blood no longer flowed out of the chest, Woody used the white cotton cloth that was included in the adventure tools to wrap up the pitted and face-sized wounds to first suppress the bleeding.

Otherwise, when he treats the pustule on the back and the front is still bleeding, he will still be alive.



Using the reflection of the steel sword blade, Woody relied on his vision and perception to carefully pick out the last piece of rotten flesh on the back of his neck, while observing the status of his personal panel.

The blood volume is still healthy, so there is no need to worry about hurting yourself.

The parasitic and vulnerable states in the status column finally disappeared with the removal of the carrion, leaving only the injured and bleeding state.

Woody shook off the cold sweat on his head, spat out the coarse cloth that had been chewed and deformed and still stained with blood, and showed a long-lost smile.

Although the process is painful and painful.

But at this moment, he felt unprecedentedly relaxed, especially after he drank the bottle of "regeneration blood".

The demon hunter's body is like a well-oiled engine stimulated by the "blood of regeneration". The withered flesh and blood is quickly replaced by new flesh and blood, and the wound stops bleeding instantly, leaving only a line covering half of it.

Huge black blood scab on chest.

——"Regenerative Blood"

Effect: After taking it, the demon hunter will gain the healing ability like a troll. After drinking it, the bleeding injury will stop immediately, 10 points of health will be restored quickly, and 10 points will be restored continuously within half an hour.

"Some demon hunters will have some strange things on their bodies, such as raised daggers and splashing dragon scales. It is most likely because they took the regenerative blood and the wounds healed too quickly and the things got stuck in the flesh.——

Royce, the mentor of the White Wolf School."

After feeling that his body had gradually returned to its former strength, Woody turned his attention to the grotesque corpse not far away.

He is very curious now.

He used this corpse for the spirit-hunting oath, so naturally what could be given to him.

Woody took out the simple shrine prepared in the ring and walked towards the body...


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