Chapter 435
Healing
Chapter 435 Healing
squeak~
The door was pushed open from the outside, and an elf girl walked in slowly with a tray.
The elder, who was quietly adjusting his breath, opened his eyes, looked at the little maid who took care of him, and frowned.
"what is this?"
The elf girl brought out the exquisite porcelain bowl on the tray, and said to him: "Elder Elder, this is the stew that Old Peter specially made for you. He heard that you were injured a little in the battle just now, and you were killed by the scorpion tail." The lion's tail was stabbed, so this pot of soup was specially stewed, saying that it can clean up toxins, heal the wound and strengthen the root, and speed up the recovery."
"Old Peter?" The Great Elder murmured the name, his eyes sparkling.
He knew that Old Peter was the chef among the elves, and his cooking skills were among the best among all.
Seeing that the elf girl was about to bring the bowl over, the Great Elder stopped her and said, "Put it there first, I'll drink it later."
"Yes."
Hearing this, the girl turned around and put the bowl back on the tray.
After tidying up the room briefly, the elf girl opened the door and went out.
The Great Elder continued to frown, looking at the bowl, wondering what he was thinking.
After a while, he closed his eyes again.
Now the elves are in a precarious situation, people in the Holy See of Light have ulterior motives, and the two most important partners, the elf king and the second elder, have fallen ill strangely. He is the only holy powerhouse that the elves can take.
The toxin of the manticore that is about to advance is quite troublesome. Although it can't kill him, he must get rid of it as soon as possible.
In the next battle, if you can't even fight yourself, the consequences will be unimaginable.
The Great Elder calmed down and was about to start detoxification and healing.
The so-called highly poisonous is just that for ordinary people, an extremely strong person like the Great Elder will at most spend a little more time.
At this moment, there was another knock on the door.
The Great Elder's two snow-white eyebrows frowned, and a trace of unhappiness flashed in his heart.
"Who is it?"
The third elder's voice sounded outside the door: "Great elder, it's me."
"Oh, it's the third elder, come in, the door is unlocked."
The third elder opened the door and came in. The first elder put down his crossed legs, walked to the table and sat down.
The Third Elder also came over, and sat down opposite the First Elder unceremoniously.
Coincidentally, he was also holding a tray in his hand.
Looking at the porcelain bowl on the table, the third elder couldn't help laughing.
"Who moved so fast, and rushed in front of me to flatter the Great Elder."
The Great Elder remained expressionless: "It's Old Peter."
"Oh?" The third elder smiled slightly, not taking it seriously, "So it's old Peter."
The Third Elder was no stranger to Old Peter.
"During this time, Old Peter has been very close to the Eighth Elder." The First Elder glanced at him and said suddenly.
"Uh..." The third elder was stunned, but quickly understood the meaning of his words.
"Great Elder, are you thinking too much?"
The Great Elder snorted and said, "It's not that I'm supercilious. At this moment, I can't help but be more careful."
The third elder had a bitter face, and still hesitated to say: "Although the eighth elder is very close to the people of the Guangming Holy See, it is just that he disagrees with us in the direction of the development of the elves. If you say that he will murder the first elder, he will deal with it with his own hands." We elves, this, this...should be impossible."
"Is there anything impossible!" The First Elder patted the table and became more and more angry, "Look at the Elf King and the Second Elder, they actually fell ill when they said they were sick, and they are still unconscious. These are two saints. The strong man, is it not just any cat or dog who is sick at the same time, or is it such a serious illness? Third Elder, tell me, how long has it been since you got sick? One year? Ten years? Or 30 years?"
The third elder was speechless.
He is the pinnacle of the golden fighter, with a strong body and extremely vigorous vitality, so the idle disease will not find him.
Not to mention the gold fighters, even the silver fighters of the next level will not get sick easily.
The Elf King and the Second Elder, two saint-level powerhouses, got sick at the same time, and there had been a lot of discussions and surprises in the Elf King's court.
After a while, the third elder came back to his senses and said, "The Elf King and the second elder's illnesses are indeed suspicious, but it may not be the eighth elder's fault. I would say that the most suspicious people are those in the Holy See of Light. "
The Great Elder shook his head and denied his statement: "Impossible. These people in the Holy See of Light are uneasy and kind. Whether it is you, me, or the Elf King and the Second Elder, who is not careful. Here is the Elf King again. The court is our territory. The people of the Holy See want to attack without anyone noticing? It is absolutely impossible!"
What the Great Elder said made sense, and the Third Elder was powerless to refute it.However, he couldn't accept that the Eighth Elder betrayed the elves and killed his own people.
Seeing what the third elder had to say, the first elder raised his hand and interrupted him.
"Okay, let's not talk about him. Now my elves have internal and external troubles, and there are a lot of things to deal with. Anyway, I can't control him. Let's put it aside for now, as long as we pay attention."
As he spoke, he poured out the stew that the maid brought up.
"Be careful sailing for ten thousand years. At this critical moment, I can't afford to take the risk. It's better to dump it."
The third elder watched his movements and changed the subject.
"Elf King and Second Elder, have their condition improved?"
The Great Elder shook his head, with a worried expression on his face: "I'm still unconscious. During this period of time, the abyssal creatures are attacking very hard, and I don't dare to spend too much energy and magic power to detect and treat them. Now even myself Wounded and poisoned too. Well, bad luck."
The third elder quickly persuaded: "Elder, don't be discouraged. The current elves rely on you alone to support the overall situation. The poison of a mere manticore should not trouble you, right?"
He came in and talked with the Great Elder for so long, and it was the first time he asked about the injury.It was really because no matter in the eyes of the Great Elder himself or others, such a little poison of the manticore could not possibly pose any danger to a saint-level powerhouse.
Sure enough, the Great Elder waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's fine. But that manticore is just in the promotion stage, so it will take a little more effort to deal with it."
Only then did the third elder feel relieved, and said: "Then the first elder, drink the soup I brought, and then I will help you heal your injuries. Although my strength is not yet at the holy level, I can help you a little bit." .If I can save you a little bit of energy, the Great Elder, we, the elves, can increase our chances of winning a little bit more."
"Alright." The Great Elder nodded in agreement.
"You have been stuck at the peak of gold for a long time. Are there any signs of breakthrough recently?"
Speaking of this, the third elder was ashamed.
"No. Although I feel that a breakthrough is just around the corner, I just can't grasp the opportunity anyway. If I can also advance to the holy level, I can help the elder to share a little pressure."
The pinnacle of the golden fighter, he is also an all-powerful and dominating figure on the Oscontinent.There is only a thin line of difference with the realm of the holy level.
But this line is like a moat, which makes many heroes sigh.
The same is true for the gap between the gold peak and the holy level.
The Great Elder sighed, and said comfortingly, "Everyone can see your hard work. But the way of cultivation still depends on talent."
The three elders were speechless.
This old man has a straightforward temperament and speaks straightforwardly.Although he was comforting people, what he said really made people roll their eyes.
(End of this chapter)
squeak~
The door was pushed open from the outside, and an elf girl walked in slowly with a tray.
The elder, who was quietly adjusting his breath, opened his eyes, looked at the little maid who took care of him, and frowned.
"what is this?"
The elf girl brought out the exquisite porcelain bowl on the tray, and said to him: "Elder Elder, this is the stew that Old Peter specially made for you. He heard that you were injured a little in the battle just now, and you were killed by the scorpion tail." The lion's tail was stabbed, so this pot of soup was specially stewed, saying that it can clean up toxins, heal the wound and strengthen the root, and speed up the recovery."
"Old Peter?" The Great Elder murmured the name, his eyes sparkling.
He knew that Old Peter was the chef among the elves, and his cooking skills were among the best among all.
Seeing that the elf girl was about to bring the bowl over, the Great Elder stopped her and said, "Put it there first, I'll drink it later."
"Yes."
Hearing this, the girl turned around and put the bowl back on the tray.
After tidying up the room briefly, the elf girl opened the door and went out.
The Great Elder continued to frown, looking at the bowl, wondering what he was thinking.
After a while, he closed his eyes again.
Now the elves are in a precarious situation, people in the Holy See of Light have ulterior motives, and the two most important partners, the elf king and the second elder, have fallen ill strangely. He is the only holy powerhouse that the elves can take.
The toxin of the manticore that is about to advance is quite troublesome. Although it can't kill him, he must get rid of it as soon as possible.
In the next battle, if you can't even fight yourself, the consequences will be unimaginable.
The Great Elder calmed down and was about to start detoxification and healing.
The so-called highly poisonous is just that for ordinary people, an extremely strong person like the Great Elder will at most spend a little more time.
At this moment, there was another knock on the door.
The Great Elder's two snow-white eyebrows frowned, and a trace of unhappiness flashed in his heart.
"Who is it?"
The third elder's voice sounded outside the door: "Great elder, it's me."
"Oh, it's the third elder, come in, the door is unlocked."
The third elder opened the door and came in. The first elder put down his crossed legs, walked to the table and sat down.
The Third Elder also came over, and sat down opposite the First Elder unceremoniously.
Coincidentally, he was also holding a tray in his hand.
Looking at the porcelain bowl on the table, the third elder couldn't help laughing.
"Who moved so fast, and rushed in front of me to flatter the Great Elder."
The Great Elder remained expressionless: "It's Old Peter."
"Oh?" The third elder smiled slightly, not taking it seriously, "So it's old Peter."
The Third Elder was no stranger to Old Peter.
"During this time, Old Peter has been very close to the Eighth Elder." The First Elder glanced at him and said suddenly.
"Uh..." The third elder was stunned, but quickly understood the meaning of his words.
"Great Elder, are you thinking too much?"
The Great Elder snorted and said, "It's not that I'm supercilious. At this moment, I can't help but be more careful."
The third elder had a bitter face, and still hesitated to say: "Although the eighth elder is very close to the people of the Guangming Holy See, it is just that he disagrees with us in the direction of the development of the elves. If you say that he will murder the first elder, he will deal with it with his own hands." We elves, this, this...should be impossible."
"Is there anything impossible!" The First Elder patted the table and became more and more angry, "Look at the Elf King and the Second Elder, they actually fell ill when they said they were sick, and they are still unconscious. These are two saints. The strong man, is it not just any cat or dog who is sick at the same time, or is it such a serious illness? Third Elder, tell me, how long has it been since you got sick? One year? Ten years? Or 30 years?"
The third elder was speechless.
He is the pinnacle of the golden fighter, with a strong body and extremely vigorous vitality, so the idle disease will not find him.
Not to mention the gold fighters, even the silver fighters of the next level will not get sick easily.
The Elf King and the Second Elder, two saint-level powerhouses, got sick at the same time, and there had been a lot of discussions and surprises in the Elf King's court.
After a while, the third elder came back to his senses and said, "The Elf King and the second elder's illnesses are indeed suspicious, but it may not be the eighth elder's fault. I would say that the most suspicious people are those in the Holy See of Light. "
The Great Elder shook his head and denied his statement: "Impossible. These people in the Holy See of Light are uneasy and kind. Whether it is you, me, or the Elf King and the Second Elder, who is not careful. Here is the Elf King again. The court is our territory. The people of the Holy See want to attack without anyone noticing? It is absolutely impossible!"
What the Great Elder said made sense, and the Third Elder was powerless to refute it.However, he couldn't accept that the Eighth Elder betrayed the elves and killed his own people.
Seeing what the third elder had to say, the first elder raised his hand and interrupted him.
"Okay, let's not talk about him. Now my elves have internal and external troubles, and there are a lot of things to deal with. Anyway, I can't control him. Let's put it aside for now, as long as we pay attention."
As he spoke, he poured out the stew that the maid brought up.
"Be careful sailing for ten thousand years. At this critical moment, I can't afford to take the risk. It's better to dump it."
The third elder watched his movements and changed the subject.
"Elf King and Second Elder, have their condition improved?"
The Great Elder shook his head, with a worried expression on his face: "I'm still unconscious. During this period of time, the abyssal creatures are attacking very hard, and I don't dare to spend too much energy and magic power to detect and treat them. Now even myself Wounded and poisoned too. Well, bad luck."
The third elder quickly persuaded: "Elder, don't be discouraged. The current elves rely on you alone to support the overall situation. The poison of a mere manticore should not trouble you, right?"
He came in and talked with the Great Elder for so long, and it was the first time he asked about the injury.It was really because no matter in the eyes of the Great Elder himself or others, such a little poison of the manticore could not possibly pose any danger to a saint-level powerhouse.
Sure enough, the Great Elder waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's fine. But that manticore is just in the promotion stage, so it will take a little more effort to deal with it."
Only then did the third elder feel relieved, and said: "Then the first elder, drink the soup I brought, and then I will help you heal your injuries. Although my strength is not yet at the holy level, I can help you a little bit." .If I can save you a little bit of energy, the Great Elder, we, the elves, can increase our chances of winning a little bit more."
"Alright." The Great Elder nodded in agreement.
"You have been stuck at the peak of gold for a long time. Are there any signs of breakthrough recently?"
Speaking of this, the third elder was ashamed.
"No. Although I feel that a breakthrough is just around the corner, I just can't grasp the opportunity anyway. If I can also advance to the holy level, I can help the elder to share a little pressure."
The pinnacle of the golden fighter, he is also an all-powerful and dominating figure on the Oscontinent.There is only a thin line of difference with the realm of the holy level.
But this line is like a moat, which makes many heroes sigh.
The same is true for the gap between the gold peak and the holy level.
The Great Elder sighed, and said comfortingly, "Everyone can see your hard work. But the way of cultivation still depends on talent."
The three elders were speechless.
This old man has a straightforward temperament and speaks straightforwardly.Although he was comforting people, what he said really made people roll their eyes.
(End of this chapter)