Chapter 1193 Life-Saving Water

The flames burned extremely fiercely, but when the wind blew, it could be clearly seen that there was no human figure in the deep pit except the flames.

Time went back to the previous moment.

The flaming arrow illuminated Greywood's fear. He knew he could not escape. He felt despair in his heart, but also had a calmness towards death.

However, at the most critical moment. Greywood felt a force coming from behind him. Greywood was stunned for a moment, and only heard a rumbling wind in his ears. His eyes went black and he disappeared from the spot.

When he came to his senses, he had appeared on the other side of the field.

At the same time, a strong gasp came from behind.

Looking back, he saw a phantom drilling into Angel's body, which looked like a soul.

"Soul out of the body?" When Greywood was wondering in his mind, a sharp pain suddenly spread from under him.

Looking down, he saw only a burst of bright red.

Thanks to Angel's soul leaving his body, Greywood had indeed dodged the attack that could have killed him. However, the flaming arrow strengthened by the Lord of Flamelessness actually created a huge dangerous range just by the burning power of the flame. Even though Angel successfully dodged the flaming arrow with Greywood, Greywood was still affected by the burning range of the flame.

Just a scratch directly caused a huge hole in Greywood's chest and abdomen.

Blood was gushing out of the wound.

Even though Greywood had dodged the fatal attack, this scratch almost killed him.

Angel was behind Greywood and was also hit, but all the direct force was taken by Greywood, so Angel only had a superficial injury, which was not serious.

Looking at the injury that almost put Greywood in a dying state, Angel's eyes flashed with anxiety.

Greywood had saved Toby before, this was a fact. Even if Greywood's injury was self-inflicted, he couldn't bear to watch Greywood die like this.

He quickly took out a bottle of Yingvelvet Potion from the bracelet and dripped it on Greywood's wound, but before the Yingvelvet Potion got close to the wound, it suddenly turned into a stream of steam and disappeared.

Angel was stunned for a moment, and observed through his mental tentacles, only to find that there was a flameless flame attached to Greywood's wound. Although it could not be seen with the naked eye, it was always there, and like a maggot on the tarsal bone, it kept burning and even spread outward from Greywood's wound.

The wound itself was very large and was eroded by the flameless flame.

Not long after, Greywood's eyes began to slowly lose their spirit.

Angel's mental power swept through the potion reserves in the bracelet, and there was almost no potion that could deal with Greywood's condition. He thought about it and finally took out a bottle of dark green potion from the bracelet.

The dark green potion looks plain, but if you look closely, you will feel a strange sense of depth.

This is a bottle of intermediate potion, one of the few bottles of intermediate potion in Angel's hand.

Its name is "Withered Waiting".

This bottle of potion was found in the dead space hidden in Silver Palm Island. In the ship tomb, Angel found it in the relics of a wizard named Haska.

The original effect of Withered Waiting was to prolong life. And the effect is extremely outstanding. Even if it is put at an auction, the price will definitely be high.

However, Angel took out this bottle of Withered Waiting, not because of its life-prolonging effect, but because Withered Waiting has a very special effect: greatly reducing life consumption.

The way Angel can think of to save Greywood is to first use Withered Waiting to delay Greywood's life and death boundary, activate its life potential, and then find a way to heal the wound.

Angel picked up the Withered Waiting and poured it into Greywood's mouth.

Graywood, who had already fallen into an unconscious state, finally felt his chaotic thoughts slowly begin to clear up under the effect of the potion, and his confused eyes became clear again.

Graywood vaguely saw that Angel was pouring some potion into it, which was probably the source of its warmth and comfort.

Graywood wanted to say thank you, but before he could say anything, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"... behind, behind." Graywood shouted this short word from his hoarse throat with all his strength.

At that time, Angel was using a second-level trick "Potion Guidance" to quickly spread the effect of the withered waiting potion. After hearing Graywood's voice, Angel was stunned for a moment.

Behind?

Angel looked back in confusion.

A burning shadow blocked Angel's sight.

In Angel's pupils, a huge porcelain white palm was reflected. From the perspective of structure, this palm is very much like a magic hand, with a certain illusory nature. The only difference from the magic hand is that this porcelain white palm is burning with raging flames.

Angel had no time to dodge and was pinched by this palm.

Angel's eyes were still confused, not knowing what happened. Then the next second, he felt a violent squeezing feeling from his chest, waist and abdomen. The powerful force even gave Angel an illusion that all his internal organs seemed to be crushed into pieces and finally entangled with sticky blood.

This unbearable torture made Angel's eyes begin to turn white.

The severe pain kept hitting Angel's endurance limit. Angel couldn't think of anything at this time, and couldn't move. He could only passively endure the intense pain of his body being squeezed and his skin being burned.

In Angel's mind, this pain lasted for a long time.

But in reality, it was only a short moment.

Angel only heard a disgusted "eh" sound, and the porcelain-white palm suddenly loosened, and he fell headfirst on the brown-red ground.

At this time, his body was twisted, especially his limbs, which were almost broken into several pieces. Wisps of white smoke were coming out of the skin that was burned into charcoal.

Angel collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, and every gasp would bring out a lot of blood and unknown pieces of meat.

He could feel that although his internal organs were not completely shattered, they were not far away. Moreover, not to mention the damage to his internal organs, every inch of his bones seemed to be broken.

The pain was no less than when he was squeezed before.

...

Enduring the pain, Angel tried his best to raise his head, but saw that the porcelain-white giant hand above his head suddenly turned into a white light and drilled into the body of the Lord of No Flame in the distance.

The Lord of No Flame was looking at Angel with disgust.

To be precise, he was looking at a gray seabird scattered near Angel.

The porcelain-white hand just now was indeed made by Him, but He did not do it to kill that humble human, but because a small statue appeared in the pocket of that human when he saved the young fire demon.

The Lord of No Flame looked at the statue and felt that it looked familiar, so he made a move.

Since he had made a move, He did not hold back and was ready to crush this human into a meat pie, but when He was about to use force, He suddenly felt a breath of disgust emanating from this human.

The Lord of No Flame reacted immediately and let go of Angel.

At the same time, He also found the source of the breath that disgusted Him - it was the seabird.

"It turned out to be the disaster curse of the group of Doom Patrollers. No wonder they encountered various obstacles when they chased from the void." The Lord of No Flame had disgust in his eyes.

The Lord of No Flame now understood why all the bad luck had happened along the way. These bad lucks were not actually affecting him. He just passively encountered the aftermath of the curse of disaster.

Angle did not expect that it was not the mercy of the Lord of No Flame that saved his life, but the curse of disaster on Toby.

He panted and looked at Toby who was thrown to the ground, with a flash of relief in his eyes.

He was glad that he had saved his life by relying on the curse of disaster, and that Toby was not affected by the porcelain white hand before.

Angle did not die, and the Lord of No Flame did not care. His eyes slowly moved away from Toby.

Although he felt that Toby was a little strange, it was not important now.

The Lord of No Flame's eyes fell on another thing that fell from Angle before. It was this thing that attracted the Lord of No Flame's attention before.

On the brown-red ground, a delicate statue lay quietly.

"It turned out to be a natural thing?" The Lord of No Flame looked at the statue and muttered aloud. The delicate appearance immediately reminded the Lord of Flameless of the demon god.

——The Cruel Scholar.

"You have a natural gift, so you are a follower of the Cruel Scholar?" The Lord of Flameless looked at Angel with surprise in his eyes. This gift is different from the chain of Bobota. That chain is a gift made after birth, but this gift is born with the demon god and belongs to a natural gift.

Only the followers who are most trusted by the demon god will be given this thing.

Angel did not reply, because he did not even have the strength to reply now. The Lord of Flameless did not care, but just glanced at Angel lightly.

"There is no mark of the Cruel Scholar? Then why did He leave the natural gift to you?" The Lord of Flameless whispered softly: "Interesting, too interesting."

The Lord of Flameless suddenly became interested in this human.

However, this human can be put aside for the time being. There will be plenty of time to study it in the future. Now, the first thing to solve is... Orusia.

The Lord of Flameless's eyes returned to Orusia.

Angel saw that the Lord of No Flame had left his eyes, so he struggled, endured endless pain, and took out the life-saving water from the bracelet with his shaky mental tentacles.

This was the life-saving water that the Iron Armor Granny condensed before he came to the abyss.

Angel remembered that the Iron Armor Granny said that even if it was a fatal injury, it could be saved with the life-saving water.

Angel didn't know whether what the Iron Armor Granny said was true or false, but now he knew his own situation. Almost half of his internal organs were broken. If the life-saving water was useless to him, he might not survive.

With luck and hope, Angel took the life-saving water.

As a stream of cool liquid rolled into his throat, the next second, Angel's eyes lit up, and he felt a strong vitality, which was rapidly repairing the injuries in his body.

The broken organs and broken bones were recovering at a visible speed.

Just as Angel was waiting for his body to recover, a weak voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Natural descending things... are the only life..."