His entire left arm was almost burned out, leaving only a stubble of about ten centimeters, emitting a faint flame.
And his body was broken directly into two parts from the waist, and a considerable part of the meat in the middle was missing. The cut surface of the wound was full of dark scorch marks, which locked the wound that was losing blood and delayed his death.
He never imagined that after the mountain man was ignited by his own poisonous fire, he would still have the strength to throw his blade shield at him.
Because he was guiding the poisonous fire before, it was already too late by the time Old Joseph discovered the blade shield.
All he could do was to jump straight up and let the blade shield that was flying towards his chest, enough to cut his heart and lungs in half, to roll towards his lower abdomen.
Old Joseph never even thought about using his own hands to block such a stupid thing.
Just by looking at the momentum of the flying blade shield, I knew that it was definitely not an attack that flesh and blood could block.
Rather than uselessly destroying one of his arms to slow down the speed of the blade shield and further increase his pain, he would not do such a stupid thing.
As expected.
The blade shield got out from behind him, like crushing a piece of tofu without any resistance.
A thick black iron chain was connected to the end of the blade shield, shaking at high speed like a constantly swinging snake's tail, dangerously passing through the left side of Old Joseph's head. The strong wind caused blood stains to appear on the left side of his face.
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After that, there were five huge roars in succession behind Old Joseph - that was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Then, the icy cold wind swept from behind. The snowflakes were blown by the wind, rising and falling.
Probably five trees were cut off.
Old Joseph estimated in his mind.
The lower half of his body fell backwards due to the inertia. The upper half of his body fell forward due to the strong wind, and he could even touch his ankle with his left hand.
...was it cut into two pieces?
No. It would be fine if it was just cut into two pieces.
If there was anesthesia, old Joseph alone could sew the two parts of his body and intestines together.
As for repairing the kidneys and liver that may have been broken in half, and the spleen that was as brittle as tofu, the help of magic was needed.
However, Old Joseph smiled bitterly and discovered that the part of him that he could no longer feel seemed to be a little more than the legs not far from his upper body.
To put it simply, in addition to the upper and lower body on the ground, part of Old Joseph's body was directly turned into mince by the high-speed rotating blade shield, and hit the tree with it.
...There is nothing worse than this.
Old Joseph could easily mend his broken body, at least until he could receive proper treatment.
However, faced with a large amount of minced meat filling the gaps in the blade and shield, which had been cooked through the fierce friction, old Joseph really couldn't think of a way to deal with it other than adding some coriander.
Even if the minced meat was originally made from his own body, it would be the same.
Old Joseph looked down at his current "part", and then looked at the lower "part" to determine how much he was missing.
"Two kidneys, half a liver, and half a roll of intestines...it's great. It can make a pot of broth."
Old Joseph chuckled without a smile, felt the empty lower half of his body, spat, and cursed in a low voice.
If nothing else happens, I'm afraid I won't survive today.
However, because the poisonous fire that burned Kluvien and the plants on the ground to death is now continuously supplying material and energy to Old Joseph. In addition, because the wound has been sealed by the high temperature, he will be replaced for a while.
He can't die yet. He can only keep standing here in this half-dead state until his organs fail and he dies.
Old Joseph would rather die here.
He has eliminated the traitors for Lord Orlando. He is proud of this. Even if he dies here, it doesn't matter.
Besides, he was already dying anyway.
Old Joseph's eyes blurred for a while. His voice was distorted along with his vision, and the strange whistling faintly coming from his ears was like an alien world that made people's heart fibrillate.
"Lord Orlando..."
His pupils gradually dilated and he murmured.
"...Joseph? Why are you so embarrassed?"
When a familiar and doubtful voice sounded above his head, Old Joseph's desire for survival suddenly boiled up——
Who would choose to die for no reason when they can live well?
"Lord Orlando! Save me!"
Old Joseph didn't care about his own face and immediately called for help to Roland.
But he didn't know that Roland didn't know what expression to make at this moment.
Apart from anything else, the huge wound on his belly made Roland marvel at Old Joseph's vitality.
The injury where a part of the body was missing between the upper and lower halves reminded Roland of the victims who were tied to the rails and run into two pieces by the train.
It was broken from the ribs, and then down to the hip bones. There was no flesh and blood on the ground, but just disappeared into thin air.
In addition, his left hand was burned by something... it was like a candle, dripping downwards.
What kind of thing can cause such injuries...
"May all glory go to my mentor——"
Although Roland didn't know why Old Joseph appeared here, nor why Old Joseph was so seriously injured, Roland still stretched out his right hand and pressed it on his shoulder just as Old Joseph prayed.
In front of his forehead, he sang a chant to heal the injury.
"You have the power to strengthen me, because I am in tune with the gospel you preach and the truth you have revealed."
As Roland sang, silver-white light shone like water, poured out from Roland's palm, turned into a shining silver cross, and was branded on old Joseph's forehead.
"My God, my master, the eternal sleeper, please watch over him as you watch over me, so that there is light in his eyes, so that he will not sleep forever -"
[You used harmless chanting on a target other than yourself...the target is Joseph (level 32 martyr), the request has been submitted]
[Teacher Changmian approved your request]
Martyr?!
Roland's brows couldn't help but jump.
When did he become the priest of the Dormant Mentor?
Martyrs are not some weird sect - Roland's game character before time travel, the coffin bearer's prerequisite profession was martyrdom.
Silver light suddenly shot out from the cross in front of Old Joseph's forehead, wrapping both parts of his body.
The next moment, the lower half of Old Joseph's body turned directly into fly ash, and the broken body quickly grew a new torso——
In just about three seconds, old Joseph got up from the ground.
He tried shaking his right hand and felt stronger than ever before.
Roland's injury-free chant not only eliminated his serious injuries and restored his vitality, but also eliminated the hidden injuries accumulated in daily life.
...Is this also the power of the Everlasting Mentor?
Old Joseph couldn't help but secretly sighed.
"Lord Orlando, thank you very much..."
As soon as Old Joseph got up, he knelt down again and leaned deeply towards Roland.
"Don't panic. First tell me what happened before," Roland's voice was very calm and emotionless, "Didn't I tell you not to come out casually in the town unless you have something special to do?"
"This is something special, Lord Orlando."
Old Joseph looked serious.
"...An Ruosi, help me find out why the trees behind have fallen. Then use it to detect humanoid creatures and report the results to me."
"Okay, Mr. Roland."
After finding a random reason to send An Ruosi away, Roland narrowed his eyes slightly and stared down at Old Joseph, who was leaning over him to pay the money.
"I hope you can give me a good enough reason."
"I don't need disobedient people...I hope you can forgive me."
Roland said in a very soft voice, word for word. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net