On the stone bed, Sela carefully cut open Leddy's clothes with a dagger.
As a pharmacist and healer, Sela has stitched up people's internal organs and removed their appendixes, but her companion's wound was too much for her to bear.
She peered inside the wound with her vampire vision, "The arrowhead is too close to the heart.
I can't take it off." That could have killed Leddy outright."Grief surfaced on that normally calm face.
She would rather have blocked the black vector herself."
"Even with the arrowhead removed, there is still nothing we can do about this curse." Looking at the black veins that ran along the veins around the wound, Keane wished only that he could have endured the pain himself.
He repeatedly clutched the grip of the dagger and finally let it go.
The man who had just gotten out of the trap stood up off the ground.
The old man wore a green robe, several herbal pouches hanging from his waist, his face as densely wrinkled as tree bark, with little hair and beard left.
He came to Jon and looked at him for a moment, shaking his head regretfully.
"Elder, you look like a mage."Can you save them?" Winnie eagerly guided the old man to the stone bed.
"That warrior couldn't make it." He seemed to have something to say.
I'm too old to hear what he had to say." The old man said
"I'll take care of it." Keane responded.
Jon's eyes were already lax.
Seeing the blurred figure, his lips twitched, trying to convey the dying wish.
"No, you've dragged it out too long and have missed it." Keane gripped the hilt and turned the giant sword that had pierced Jon's body."Before Betty died, all she had in her hand was a stone.
Your hand will be empty." After saying that, he pulled out the giant sword and threw it to the ground.
Observing the female warrior's wounds, the old man's brow and wrinkles coiled together like tree roots, "I am a druid." Although the herbs I carry in my body can dispel the toxins and diseases in this child's body, But this curse of the dead will still gradually consume her life.
And this deadly arrow...
I'm afraid she won't be able to last until she reaches a populated place.
The old druid sighed, lamenting the life that was about to pass away.
"She doesn't deserve to be here." Winnie held Leddy's hand, retaining the body heat that was draining away.
Then, she looked at Sela beggingly, "If there's any way you can-"
After a moment of silence, Sela called Keane aside and ended the conversation in a few words.
She returned to the stone bed, rubbing her hands against the hem of her shirt."I've never done this before."
"What?"
While Winnie was still confused, Sela had already flashed a pair of sharp teeth and bit Leddy's neck.
The pain from the bloody teeth piercing her body caused a stress reaction in Leddy, who was already in a coma.
Sela took hold of her companion's hand, which was soon scratched with blood by the warrior woman.
"Stop it! What did you do? " Winnie's angrily scolded in an attempt to push Sela away, only to be restrained by Keane.
Don't disturb Sela.
She's giving Leddy a blood transfusion.
It's the only way."
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The hall fell silent, leaving only the occasional snort from Sela.
After a long time, Sela finally got up.
Due to the loss of blood, she could barely stand up.
All the life around her was so vivid in her eyes.
The beating heart, the web of veins, the warm blood were so inviting.
It was either dormant or satiated with blood, which was its most primitive need.
And at the moment, she was not willing to choose either one.
"You are, you are." Old Drew recalled the word that hadn't been mentioned for a long time.
"Vampire, yes." I'm a monster that people hate." Sela wiped the blood from her mouth with her sleeve.
Her lips were as white as frost, her slender hands were covered in bruises, and several scars of age appeared on her delicate skin.
Noticing Keane staring at her, she covered her face with her cloak, leaving only her eyes glowing red.
"You don't have to." Keane pulled out the rest of the honey wine.
"I'm used to this." Sela took the nectar with trembling hands.
The old druid woke up like a dream, "Yes! Son of Night's bloodline! It buys her infinite time.
All that remains is this curse of the dead, which will prevent the wounds from healing and will continue to drain the life out of the recipient." He untied the herbal pouch at his waist but begrudgingly refused to open it."I've heard that the curse of the dead cannot work on the dead." Since she received your blood, couldn't that wash away her curse? "
"No, I can't." I'm not strong enough." Sela sat down against the stone bed."But Leddy really doesn't need your herbs anymore."
The old druid smiled awkwardly.
You guys saved me, and I haven't introduced myself.
My name is Falkenridge Stellaris, and I am the druid elder of Misty Forest."
"Wait, I'm confused by all this." Winnie finally came back to her senses, "What Son of Night? What is infinite time? "
"Boy, this warrior woman is lucky and unlucky." She is lucky in that she has a vampire friend willing to infuse her with the Son of Night's bloodline, remove the toxins, and grant her immortality.
Unfortunately, she will have to learn to live the life of a vampire later, living in the world of the dead.
And it is up to you to find a way to lift her curse." At this point, Stellaris seemed to think of something and muttered to himself, as if no one else had, "Wait, lift the curse." Let me think.
It should be this—or that—"
"Sometimes sober, sometimes confused.
I hope he remembers how he got here." Winnie grumbled.
She turned to Sela, "Lady Lords of Walky Yar, alien apothecary, mage, vampire, did I miss anything?"
Despite being uncomfortable with that gaze, Sela didn't care to explain anything."No.
I think you're smart enough, so you must understand me." She glanced down at the still unconscious Leddy.
"Yes, Sela, I won't flaunt it." Winnie turned to Keane and said, "I've never seen anyone fight like that before." If the bards saw that, they'd be sure to make you out to be a three-handed warrior."
Keane sensed Winnie's expectation, but it was an expectation that ran counter to his goal."Leddy is excellent; she should take over for Jon," he said as he came to the stone bed and saw that one of the warrior woman's old scars had disappeared and took out his dagger."Sela's blood has healed the other wounds." It's time to remove the arrowhead."
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Since being trapped here, the trio had been trying to warm themselves by using those worn-out bows and arrows and rotting clothes to build a fire.
But since they weren't sure if that would drain the air out of the place, they decided to prioritize finding a way out.
It wasn't until they approached the stone wall again that they noticed that what really illuminated the hall were the tiny particles suspended between the textures of the rock.
Sela scraped off some particles and rubbed them on her fingertips."It doesn't look like FluoMush powder, but rather like unground magic dust."
"Yeah, Frostfire mentioned a magic vein.
He said it wasn't some kind of ore, but a crystallized substance of magical energy.
Unfortunately, I don't know what it actually does." Winnie said, touching the deep grooves in the stone walls, "These marks look like they were left when they were cut, but I'd rather believe someone had a fight here."
"Excavating ore doesn't leave such neat cuts." Keane measured the depth of the gully beneath his feet with his shortsword, which nearly engulfed it.
But even a fierce battle wouldn't have left such an exaggerated cut.
"I thought of it! I think of---"the old druid looked around, "I think of who can lift this curse!" He walked excitedly toward the three, but stopped halfway, "But that's just a legend."
"Legends, I don't want to validate legends." Tell us something practical." Keane turned back around and continued to tap the stone wall with the head of his short sword.
"Hear me out, young man; it might help." Stellaris pulled out an exquisite medicine bottle and drank the liquid inside."Thanks to this druidic vial, I've been able to hold it together until now." He hid the medicine bottle in his clothes."This is what my mentor told me." In that continent called-I can't remember the name of that continent.
Anyway, war once broke out between dragons and humans.
It sounds incredible, but in the end, humans got the upper hand.
To escape the hunt, the surviving dragons went their separate ways.
One of them was a dragon that escaped to this continent with its children.
To avoid contact with the outside world, they made their home on Talia Peak."
"What does this have to do with us?" Keane asked.
"It seems you don't know anything about dragons, young man.
Good or evil, dragons learn many kinds of knowledge.
I think they might know how to lift your friend's curse."
Sela will be skeptical about the old druid's story."I've seen accounts of dragons, mostly just words.
Even if we find dragons, who can guarantee that they will help us instead of attack us? "
"That's your problem." "On this barbaric continent, dragons are your best hope." Stellaris looked around, his words a little distracted.
If that's the case, we'd better figure out what dragons like and hate ahead of time.
I wouldn't take honey and feed it to bears; that would spoil them.
It's the same for dragons." Winnie said.
"On that note, I suggest you think differently and not measure the world of dragons in human terms.
Dragons are proud creatures, so you can imagine that they like to be respected and subservient, and hate to be harnessed and spied on.
The rest you will have to discover for yourselves." As he spoke, the old druid found a wooden staff and weighed it in his hand, "It's not bad for temporary use."
"Well.
At the very least, we know the dragon could be hiding in Talia Peak.Can you help us? Through one of those magical spells, like a portal or something.
Winnie used her imagination, hoping to enlighten the confused old druid in this way.
"Oh, me? My mana is almost drained by that magic trap.
Speaking of magical traps, have any of you seen the man who set this trap? It's my apprentice.
His name is Frostfire, "Stellaris said.
"So you're his teacher!" Hearing this, Winnie's anger flared, "That apprentice of yours! The bill that went down like water! He got a lot of people killed in my city! We came here, a dozen warriors died, and a lord, all because of his evil experiments! Although he is dead, I curse his soul and may he be gnawed by evil spirits! I also want to...
Listening to the torrent of complaints and curses, the old druid did not make a sound.
It was only when Winnie was exhausted and out of breath that he slowly nodded his head.
Before opening his mouth, he waited a moment longer to make sure the other side had run out of words."Since he's dead, I don't think I'll need this," he said, handing Winnie a slender leaf-shaped gem, "and as compensation, I'll give you this." It detects fluctuations in nearby magical energy, and the stronger the energy, the brighter the color.
It's called...
called...
I can't remember.
Anyway, I relied on this to find Frostfire.
Turns out he tricked me and trapped me here using a sorcery he learned somewhere, and you all know the rest."
Winnie wanted to say something more, but she quickly calmed down.
The touch of the jewel was like a clear spring flowing from the mountains, flowing throughout her body the moment it touched her palm.
Seeing Stellaris heading out into the hall, she followed him, "Where are you going?"
"Go home, of course.
Would you rather stay with this pile of corpses? " Stellaris continued to walk forward.
"Going home? What do you think we were doing? Digging for ore? " Winnie teased.
"The cave entrance is blocked by an avalanche." We've been looking for an exit." Sela said.
"Ignore the avalanche." Stellaris waved his hand, "Someone will show us a better way out." After saying that, he chanted something while touching the stone wall.
In a rocky scraping sound, a crack opened in the stone wall.
Soon, a piercing whistle came from the depths of the crevice, and a cold wind poured into the hall.