I, a mercenary, became a beautiful silver-haired boy

Chapter 625

In the current situation, it is no problem to say that we are racing against time. Often, the seriously injured are carried in before the new victims are treated.

With a potion for restoring magic in his mouth, Elena feels like he is revisiting the past.

When he dreamed back to the time in the maze city, he had just finished the assessment of the new identity card and started to treat the wounded intensively.

But this time the intensity is even greater than before. If he was not afraid of causing trouble, Elena would have wanted to wear the crown of the White Dragon Clan.

Without the supply of soul gems, he would be squeezed dry here sooner or later.

The wounded were sent in batches, and Elena gradually became haggard. They were already in a state after growth, but he was still a little bit unable to hold on.

At this time, Elena saw a familiar face, a man with a spear pierced his left chest was carried in.

There was also a magician girl with a tearful face beside him, who kept begging Elena to save the man quickly.

Soon, Elena and the lying man met eyes. Wasn't this Marcus who had come out of the city with full confidence and said that professional things should be made by professionals?

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while. Marcus's injury was not serious, but it was definitely not light.

The spear pierced the wound and pierced into the left chest together with the broken armor. The angle was just a little bit away from piercing the heart.

If the heart was damaged, Elena would not have to work hard to save him now. It would be much more convenient to burn it directly.

It was not a particularly serious injury if the heart was not injured, so Marcus was still conscious now, and he looked quite energetic because he didn't bleed much.

He was just bragging in front of Elena, but now he was carried in for emergency treatment. It would be embarrassing for anyone to come.

Elena looked at this scene expressionlessly, and was not in the mood to make fun of Marcus. She held the spear with both hands and pulled it out directly.

"Ah!"

Marcus screamed in pain, and the magician girl next to him cursed at Elena.

"Are you crazy? This is the left chest, next to the heart. Do you want to kill him?"

Still ignoring the screaming people, Elena quickly picked up the armor fragments that pierced his chest.

Then she directly covered Marcus with a powerful healing light. Marcus, who was screaming in pain just now, felt like he was in his mother's arms.

His whole body was warm, and the wounds recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The bruised heart was intact, and even the broken bones were healed.

After doing this, Elena walked away and continued to treat the next seriously injured person.

Not long after, Marcus jumped up from the ground, jumping around as if he had never been injured.

"Doctor, you are a miracle doctor!"

Marcus himself couldn't help but exclaimed in amazement. He thought he was going to die, but he could move so quickly.

He was just lucky. As long as his internal organs were not injured or he was fatally wounded, other injuries were no different from superficial injuries in front of Elena.

Once the White Dragon's healing magic was cast, it could be healed in the blink of an eye. As long as there was not too much bleeding, it was not difficult to recover.

After a short celebration, Marcus led his companions to fight again. After the treatment, he was able to continue fighting.

And he had nothing to repay Elena now. There was nothing better than continuing to fight bravely.

It seemed that the peak of injuries had passed, and the number of seriously injured people was getting smaller and smaller. Although the remaining ones could not be said to be safe, they were not life-threatening.

At a closer look, there were quite a lot of wounded with broken limbs. The strength of the demon soldiers was too terrifying, and the weapons were too sharp. Even if they survived by chance, they would basically have to pay the price of an arm and a foot.

"No... my hand, find my hand back, I don't want to live with only one hand!"

But some people were emotionally broken. One of them had his right hand cut off and his arm was left on the battlefield. It was difficult to pick it up and connect it.

Some people were confused. Isn't it good to survive the battle with the demons? It's just a loss of an arm. So what?

You know, many people didn't even have the chance to be carried back. They were chopped into meat sauce by the demons on the spot. There was no way to save them. Compared with them, being alive was already good.

It's just that they didn't think about how cruel it was to lose a dominant hand. After all, it was no different from becoming half a disabled person.

Although there were a lot of guards, and the adventurers who participated in the battle were also like this, most of them were ordinary people with weak strength.They came to participate in this battle not because they hated the demons or protected the city, but simply because the rewards were high and they could subsidize their families and live a comfortable life.

But now, they survived, and they could get a large reward after the situation was settled.

It was indeed comfortable for a long time, but they could not live a lifetime with this money.

Sitting and eating all the money was tantamount to waiting for death. It was no joke to want to work but lose a right hand. Many jobs could not be done.

In this cruel world, it was a terrible thing for you to fall behind others. There was no work to do, no money to get, and no way to be self-sufficient, which was no different from chronic death.

When he thought that he might be tortured to death in the future, the wounded man with a broken hand could not help but wail, and his voice was quite miserable. The already depressing atmosphere was made even more difficult to breathe by him.

Snap!

At this time, Elena walked over and slapped him in front of everyone.

The sudden scene confused everyone, and the person being beaten even stopped thinking. He never thought that as a victim, he would be beaten by his own people.

"Do you know this?"

I don't care what his reaction is, Elena took out his professional certificate and slapped it on the other person's face.

"I... I know, the profession of a priest... professional certificate."

The person was obviously scared, and Elena basically answered whatever he asked.

"What level?"

"Grand... Grand Priest, the fifth... fifth level from the smallest..."

At this point, the adventurer with a broken arm seemed to understand that one of the hard conditions for becoming a grand priest is to regenerate a broken arm.

It's not as simple as connecting a broken arm, but the degree to which the healed broken limb can grow again.

Since Elena has become a grand priest, it means that he has this ability. Even if he can't find the broken hand, he can still let the injured regain a healthy and complete body.

Many people also reacted one after another, and smiles appeared on their gloomy faces, and hope bloomed in their hearts.