Atema and Gora did not release their spiritual tentacles, so Yan Jinbai may not know the bad news yet.
He struggled to pull out a long black sword from his backpack and whispered: "Move it, that old vampire's weapon should be a good treasure. I got it from them."
"The ominous sword is best taken away by these outsiders."
"I hate undead things. That old ghost Dracula must put this sword on the old zombie and practice it every day. You can smell the smell from a distance."
The two elven elders continued to argue while using a slight healing spell on the injured. Xu Zhi rolled his eyes. He now understood how Yan Jinbai obtained this weapon. The sword of love was very important to the elves.
It's garbage, I just want to throw it away.
After pinching Yan Jinbai's wound several times, Xu Zhi could vaguely see the young man's physical condition.
Dracula's plague poison: derived from the power of plague zombies, -1 health/two hours, the plague power breaks out every twenty-four hours, -5 health, duration: 1020 days.
Yan Jinbai's experience didn't seem to be much better than his. Xu Zhi looked at the curse of Mograine's Vengeful Soul on his body and felt that the two of them were in bad luck.
"Vidnina, please open your eyes and see if the poison of the plague on my friend can be cured?"
Xu Zhi held up Widnina's head. The city lord of the City of Death was quite depressed. The troops of the City of Death were almost destroyed, and the cursed armor collapsed in front of her eyes. This seemed to make her lose her faith and she couldn't find the energy to do anything.
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Also depressed was Hiss. This old lich had extinguished the soul fire in his eyes and allowed the elves to bind the skeleton.
"If the artifact is broken, won't you be sad, frustrated, regretful, or shed tears?"
"I regret it, but the artifact can't come back. Please help me take a look at him. We are going back soon. Can the terminal illness on him be cured?"
As Dracula's direct supervisor, Xu Zhi placed high hopes on Widnina, who was probably the most likely person in the field to solve Yan Jinbai's illness.
"Go to the Fountain of Rejuvenation and wash it, maybe it can reduce some of the power." Vidnina muttered: "If he becomes an undead, he can be immune to this kind of attack. I think you should prepare a coffin in advance..."
"You can shut up."
Xu Zhi threw Widnina's head back in a depressed manner.
Looking at the increasingly brighter sky, they saw that they were running out of time. The time to leave the ruins was getting closer and closer. How could they still have time to go to the Rejuvenating Spring and so on?
"Get back to reality and get some treatment and see how long we have to endure."
Now the two of them can only hope that the ruins and reality will change, or that high-level practitioners will use their inner energy to expel it.
In the battlefield, Gu Yuxi and Qiu Ying were very active, like two little bees, with a large number of weapons of the dark elves hanging on their bodies, including bows, crossbows, and daggers.
Xu Zhi thought about it and joined the expropriation plan. Now it is obvious that they cannot be transferred, but these weapons are worth some money. Even after paying the tax, there is still some money to be made. Mosquito meat is also considered meat.
Less becomes more.
"I'm so sorry for this trip to the ruins. Please leave a little bit for me."
Zhu Peiqi crutched her legs, struggled for a while, slowly walked over, and joined in the action of picking up rags.
Cheng Xiping and Huang Fengxia were unable to move. They could only stare at the people on the ground who were sweeping away the battlefield.
Next to them were three other people who had just woken up after being treated. Their eyes were still a little confused. When they were unconscious, they were hit by Vidnina's death ripple, and then received a banshee scream, and added
Zhao Xinmeng and others looked depressed due to their previous injuries.
If you lose money on the trip to the ruins, you are destined to lose money. If you don't lose your life, it is a good thing.
Holding five weapons in his left hand and five weapons in his right hand, Xu Zhi squatted on the ground, looking up at the sky, dryly waiting for the time to come.
"Good man, will you come back to Yeliu City with us?"
Pearl's eyes widened, and she looked at the other heads-up tribesmen. Each of these humans held weapons in their arms, with strange expressions on their faces, much like they were performing some kind of strange religious ceremony.
"Pearl, it's time for us to go back. Help me say goodbye to Bei Shaofen so that we can have bread with him when we have the opportunity."
"You three guys, please stop licking my head. I won't wear that crown anymore. I want to give it back. You guys have followed this bad example and spit on me. Let me tell you, this is uncivilized and we won't do it."
promote……"
While Xu Zhi was talking, his body swayed slightly, the sky in front of him turned blue, the cool mountain breeze came out, and their figures had appeared outside the ruins.
Outside the ruins, exclamations rang out. It was obvious that the accident rate at the ruins this time was beyond the expectations of Locke and others.
In addition to their wave of injured personnel on the battlefield, there were also several serious injuries. This trip to the ruins was unexpectedly not smooth.
The war between the undead, the jungle, and the dark elves has affected quite a few people.
Everyone looked quite unlucky, but Xu Zhi felt that he was the winner of a good harvest.
As soon as he thought about it, he suddenly felt that all the energy in his body was empty, the tingling pain in his shoulder was like a knife, and the black energy in his body was strong.
The curse of Mograine's Spirit of Vengeance encountered some kind of sniper attack from the outside environment, and seemed to be carrying out some kind of desperate resistance. The consequences were also a few points more serious. Xu Zhi polished the regeneration ring tremblingly.
Suddenly, Yan Jinbai on the other side yelled, and the figure fell down instantly.
The plague poison of Yan Jinbai's Dracula also broke out.
"No, they seem to be under witchcraft in the ruins."
The eldest son Wenyao helped Yan Jinbai up, and Locke Jiahui had also noticed something strange about Xu Zhi.
"Quickly transfer the energy, quickly transfer the energy..."
Xu Zhi only felt a cold inner energy coming from Locke's hand. The pain subsided slightly, and then there was a stronger tingling sensation. This pain spread all over the body, almost like needles everywhere.
This time he couldn't hold it back anymore, he screamed and fainted.
"What a cruel witchcraft. It robs people of their vitality and leaves no room for it. If they survive this time, there will inevitably be repercussions. I don't know how long it will last."
Locke's hands were shaking slightly. He was not only good at poisoning, but also good at medicine. He looked at his subordinate Xu Zhi and then at Yan Jinbai who was not far away. His head started to hurt.
After returning to the real world, most of the witchcraft in the ruins will be directly removed, while a small part will remain and disappear after a while.
Very few tarsal maggots like Xu Zhi and Yan Jinbai chased and killed them, let alone a sudden outbreak. This was a collision between powerful witchcraft and the real world.
Locke's mind moved slightly, and his inner energy protected Xu Zhi's heart. He picked up the other person's body and in a leap, he was already in front of the emergency medical equipment.