Chapter 660 662. The Allergic Sorceress
Just like other portals Lan En has used, the distortion of space after entering makes the brain swell, sore, and make you feel nauseous.
The somatosensory time was only about a few seconds, and Lan En suddenly felt his body being captured by gravity again in shock.
It's just that it's different from the previous feeling of gravity coming from his feet. Now his body seems to be facing down.
Without any thought at all, Lann grabbed Triss next to him and twisted around her waist.
His strong core muscles allowed him to complete body flips in mid-air.
Triss was held in his arms while he lay on his back.
The sorceress is no longer on fire, but she has been burned by her own magic power from the inside out for half a minute, which makes Lan En feel that if she slams her down again, Triss will probably burn everyone. It's gone.
The master-level Bear School armor's cooked dragon leather and Valyrian steel plates hit the ground, but there was no hard falling touch.
After the "dong" sound, Lan En didn't even feel anything.
"Wooden floor?"
After absorbing the impact of the fall, Lan En took stock of the surrounding environment.
Half wooden and half stone structure, the main body of the barrel building built with large stones is wooden spiral handrails, spiral stairs and platforms.
There are also several bags of unground wheat stacked on the platform, as well as some scattered straw and hay.
There were no screams of death, the smell of blood, or the smell of burning, but a huge black shadow flashed regularly through the gaps in the stone exterior wall.
With a squeaking sound.
That's a windmill.
This should be the tower of a windmill.
Suddenly, from the battlefield where people were shouting to kill and people were killing each other with red eyes, they came to this quiet windmill.
Beyond the mill, you can even hear the leisurely and calm calls of chickens, ducks, cats, dogs, cattle and sheep, and vaguely smell the strong body odor of these livestock and the smell of earth and grain.
The most tragic scene in the world and this quiet pastoral scenery are only one step through a portal.
This sharp and sudden contrast made Lan En stunned for two seconds.
The war is over.
He suddenly felt this clearly.
Then, his shoulders slowly relaxed, and he took a long breath, as if he wanted to relax the tension during this period.
"Woo"
Triss in his arms let out a low cry of pain, which brought Lan En back to consciousness immediately.
"In the injury assessment, it was judged to be severe burns, the burn range is around 45%, and urgent treatment is needed!"
Mentos scanned Triss's current situation immediately and gave An injury assessment report was issued.
Burns, this should be considered one of the most painful types of injuries.
The out-of-control magic flame tortured Triss's body severely.
The burn itself is nothing. The fatal point of a burn is mainly the complications and infection caused by the disappearance of a large area of skin.
Without skin, it is like the immune system does not wear armor on the battlefield fighting germs.
Lan En has just come off the battlefield, so he can say responsibly: going to the battlefield without wearing armor is no different from putting your hands directly into a meat grinder.
The crystal cultivation project team promoted by Lan En has long completed the cultivation technology for skin.
Even if Tris is given a full-body skin graft, it won't matter.
Now, he just needs to ensure that Triss does not get a serious infection before going to Aretuosa for treatment. And this kind of effect can be achieved by many magicians and elixirs.
"Now I have to make sure you don't get killed by germs. This is your safe house, right Triss? Where is your elixir box?"
The windmill fan blades outside the window cast sunlight in regularly, flickering. Under the Tyndall effect, many dust particles can be seen flying in the sunlight beam.
Normally, this should be a beautiful and peaceful scene, but next to a burn patient, these dust particles are a source of pollution that makes people's scalp numb!
At this moment, Triss was in a state of confusion, screaming in a low voice as she was tortured by the pain of losing her skin.
Lan En simply turned on the demon hunter's senses and [Spirit Vision], and looked around himself.
In Superman's dual vision of physics and energy, he soon found Triss's secret compartment on the wall and found a small box containing a magic elixir.
He opened the lid and cursed. All the medicine bottles were exactly the same, and he didn't recognize the mysterious symbols on the seals.
Each warlock has his own code of symbols.
"Triss, which bottle?"
"Either bottle is useless." She groaned, speaking with great effort. "I can't I can't drink."
"What? Why?"
"I'm allergic!"
"伱? The sorceress is allergic to potions?"
"I'm allergic!" She sobbed in annoyance and despair, "Always have been! I can't drink the potions! I can use them to cure others, but I I can only rely on the amulet."
"Where is your amulet?"
As soon as he said this, Lan En reacted.
In the battle at Umbrella Mountain, no warlock can hold back. In order to survive, all available assets must be used.
And now for Triss, the out-of-control magic flame has burned her body and all her belongings.
After pondering for a moment, Lan walked to Triss's side.
“Where is this safe house located? Is there a herbalist nearby?”
“This is the outskirts of Maribo, what are you going to do?”
“ I'm going to give you some antibacterial gel to cover your burned skin, otherwise you'll die of infection before you get to Aretuosa."
After saying that, Lan En gently held Triss' hand that was clinging to his, and the sorceress's painful expression eased.
She is in pain and insecure now. It would be best if someone stays with her to take care of her. But there is no way. With the sanitary conditions here, Tris will definitely die if she looks at her.
In Triss's panicked and reluctant eyes, Lan let go of her hand and turned around to go downstairs.
"Mentos, create mission."
"Speak, sir."
The data flow started to refresh on the retina, and Lan En started setting up tasks with ease.
"The two of us have to make the antibacterial gel formula on site. I will come up with the idea and you will do the drug effect simulation."
"The task has been established, and the computing power allocation is expected to be completed in Completed within two hours."
Using the knowledge of alchemy to temporarily create a formula may even sound like a fantasy, but neither Lan En nor Mentos are very accepting of this kind of thing. It's already very high.
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Not to mention the demon hunters and sorceresses who have left the battlefield. The dust has settled and is already in the final stage of the Umbrella Mountain battlefield.
At the location where Triss and Lan disappeared, the two king commanders of the Northern Alliance Army and the surviving warlocks gathered here.
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(End of this chapter)