After several hours of "peeling" the bandages, the evil star almost fainted.
His injury basically did not improve. Not only did the dragon scales not grow back, but the skin and flesh basically did not recover. The old skin just kept adhering to the old bandage and fell off during the process of removing the bandage.
The ointment that was applied only had an anti-inflammatory and anti-bacterial effect. The therapist didn't apply any of it, and Longdu felt a burning pain.
After spending a long time like this, I finally removed the old bloody bandage and replaced it with a clean new one--but it had already started to be stained red with blood.
"Finally, are you finally healed?" Evil Star asked angrily, and at the same time he saw Archmage Merlin coming. He was responsible for using magic to treat Evil Star after he changed the bandages.
"Leave it to me next," Merlin said to the therapist. The therapist nodded, cleaned up and left.
"Mage, your treatment is useless." Evil Star complained. Merlin came for several days and used healing magic on the dragon every day, but with little effect.
"Then you have to persevere. If you give up treatment yourself, there will really be no hope." Merlin encouraged.
Healing magic is actually the simplest and purest magic. The magician only needs to gather the photons in the environment and send them to the part of the patient that needs treatment through the palm of his hand. The photons that slowly penetrate into the patient's body will stimulate the damaged cells and heal them.
Wounds heal faster.
However, there are fragments of the key to the wall of the world in the body of the evil star, and there are as many as six of them. This thing can absorb free photons at an astonishing speed.
Therefore, whenever Merlin used healing magic on the evil star, the photons emitted from his palms were instantly sucked away by the key fragments in the evil star's heart. As a result, not only did the effect of healing the body not be achieved, but an excessive amount of energy was generated in an instant.
The incoming photons also put a burden on the heart of the evil star.
Therefore, Merlin's healing magic was not effective. All he could do was to release a very small amount of photons each time and treat it a little at a time, hoping that this extremely slow treatment method would cure the evil star's skin.
It won't make the evil star's heart explode.
However, the evil star's body is also deteriorating. Blood loss, infection, and continued weakness are all counteracting the effects of Merlin's treatment. Not only is there no progress in treatment, it can even be said to be going backwards.
Xinghui Long looked at the gloomy face of the Archmage and asked in a low voice: "How much time do I have?"
Merlin thought for a while and finally answered: "About three days."
Evil Star blinked. This was basically the same as he estimated. Dragons can know many things intuitively, and they are masters of [True Seeing]. What dragons can best predict is their own death.
When it's coming, it feels so immediate, you can almost hear it whispering to you.
Death is not terrible, it is gentle and quiet, and will always give a suffering soul a hug of relief.
The evil star is not afraid of death. He is just full of regrets. If he only lived in the form of a dragon, he might not have such regrets; but now, he has existed in human form for too long and has been involved with humans.
It was so deep that it left so many bonds.
------What you have never owned, you don’t care about losing; once you own it, you never want to lose it.
In the form of a dragon, he lived for more than ten thousand years. He lived, but he never really lived;
In human form, he lived for less than a month. But he lived a wonderful and happy life.
And he greedily wanted to live a more exciting, happier... happier life. Precisely because he couldn't do it in the short time he had left, he felt extremely regretful.
"I won't ask you to find a way to help me prolong my life, Master." Evil Star whispered, "But, I beg you, find a way to get me out of bed and take action again - one day, one day is enough."
.Then I will die with no regrets."
"One day? I'll think of a way." Merlin thought. That's a difficult request, but the mage has great powers and will always find a way.
The evil star closed his eyes. He was too sleepy to stay awake. But at least, he fell asleep with hope.
Looking at the unconscious evil star, Archmage Merlin sighed and lowered his voice and said: "I'm sorry, kid. You could have been saved, but I can't risk destroying the world just to save you."
."
Saving a person and ensuring the safety of the world, Merlin regarded these two things as a crossbar on the scale, and he easily chose the latter.
He easily chose Star Glory Dragon Evil Star as the victim of fate.
But there was one thing he miscalculated.
Even Sha Xing didn't know that the phone with her photo that Charlotte gave to Sha Xing accidentally turned on its recording function and recorded the entire conversation between Merlin and Sha Xing.
In the evening, after Bedivere and Albert had a sumptuous dinner of monster meat, they anxiously waited for the arrival of Paphos. Deanna had already ordered her servants to look for Paphos, but the Elephant Man could not be found.
Traces of the herbalist.
Of course, Pavor killed a foxman foreman this morning and is "fleeing for fear of crime." If he hides intentionally, it will be really difficult for the leopards to find him.
"What on earth is [Death Tour]?" Bedivere washed his body and jumped into the bath, then turned to ask the old butler Simmons.
"That is a traditional duel method of our clan." The old housekeeper put the change of clothes on the wooden bench aside and lit a burst of incense in the room. "The two teams of the duel each sent out three warriors to fight.
There will be a melee until all three people on one side surrender or die."
"So, we must find Pav. Just the two of us fighting against the three Hackett brothers will be at an absolute disadvantage." Albert said, soaking his wings in the water, "Oh, this damn thing.
The wings are really in the way."
The already small bathhouse became even more crowded as the winged tiger boy squeezed in.
"You should at least be glad that Paphos is not here." Albert said with a wry smile, "If even he squeezed in, the two of us wouldn't have to take a shower. And that kind of duel where one might lose one's life,
I definitely want to take a comfortable bath before facing------"
"What about your legs?" Bediwell asked worriedly, "Has it healed yet?"
"Yeah." Al moved his broken left leg. Although it was still splinted, he could no longer feel the pain in his left leg. The golden eggs he ate not only allowed him to grow wings, but also cured him.
leg injury.
"Bedi, there is something I want to tell you. If I don't survive--" The tiger man boy looked at the old leopard man Simmons beside him.
Simmons wisely left the bathroom, allowing the two interracial teenagers to talk privately.