Chapter 382

The dark and oppressive clouds could not see the sky, the ground was full of scars, and the whirling storm lingered between the sky and the earth as if it would never stop, as if entering another strange world.

The dark and turbid gunpowder smoke was blocked by the protective clothing, but Prima could still clearly see the countless burning flames and the dead matter floating like gossamer.

Where these entangled ethers passed, they were either turned into scorched earth, or directly annihilated into nothingness.

Even if you can't appreciate what kind of environment is outside the protective clothing, it is enough to make you daunting.

...Of course, even if this rare phenomenon is indeed of great research value, she does not hope that she will experience this feeling one day.

Prima murmured in her heart, struggling through countless ruined walls, carefully searching every corner where there might be people.

Before entering this area, she had assigned the tasks to each subordinate in detail, each responsible for a small area, which would be more efficient.

In fact, everyone knows that...

In the tragic scene of a god-level collision like a meteorite landing, it is almost impossible for anyone to survive, except for the two parties involved.

Therefore, the only reason to go deep into the center of the battlefield is to find Joseph or Wilde.

But Prima didn't think so. Although her mission was mainly to find Joseph, she didn't just focus on Joseph, but looked for anyone who might survive on the battlefield.

The contract that has lasted from ancient times to the present will protect everyone who sleeps peacefully in the dark night.

This is what Wapujisi believers should do.

"Is anyone alive—"

Prima clasped her hands next to her mouth, and could only shout as loud as she could because she couldn't use aether.

She was gradually approaching the center of the battlefield, and the piles of corpses that had rotted to the point of being invisible were also greatly reduced, and everything she could see was a barren ruin.

At the same time, because Prima has been in the laboratory all year round, she has already begun to lose her strength.

Panting, Prima raised her hand, saw the protective clothing that was getting old, and used the internal device to prick herself with a medicine that temporarily strengthens her physique.

These medicines are all researched and developed by her according to the secret book. They have not been officially reported to the Truth Society, and the names have not been taken, so they cannot be mass-produced and provided to others. For the time being, they can only be used by herself.

She thought to herself: "The environment is getting worse and worse. Even if you wear protective clothing, you can't last too long. You must hurry up."

The influence of Joseph's "burning" field is greatly weakening, because the concept of this field has been pushed to the extreme. In the end, even the self will burn. It disappears completely after three days.

But the wreckage of Wilde's "Death" field is still running, and trying to grind everything in his mouth, the closer to the center, the more dangerous it is.

...

one day later.

Prima wiped the sweat from her forehead, and continued to move forward in a daze.

She had almost found the right path, and after using the potion formation to communicate with the night dream and obtained guidance, she vaguely detected a faint breath, which was only fleeting and difficult to catch.

So Prima withdrew halfway to resupply, and took some of her own spare... medicines that are already taboo for ordinary people.

Now, she is already in the center of the battlefield in the geographical sense, and her spiritual sense is suddenly warning, and that faint breath reappears, and it almost turns into substance.

"Soon……"

A thought flashed across Prima, and then she felt as if she had broken through some invisible barrier and stepped on another piece of land. The pressure that had always existed on her body suddenly relaxed, took a deep breath, and cheered up a little.

Those hovering, howling, and entangled ether storms disappeared instantly here.

The silent battlefield was lifeless, and no sound could be heard at all, while Prima was alone in a dark field, shrinking her neck without a sense of security in her heart.

Sudden.

Her pupils shrank, and her gaze focused on the huge pothole directly in front of her.

Compared with the pothole that has been eroded down to a depth of hundreds of meters, the figure in the center is so small.

He maintained the posture of holding the sword and stabbed forward. He couldn't see the human form at all. Most of his body had been completely scorched and shrunk into a dead branch. contour.

But there is only a little white flame burning in the eye socket that is still flickering, becoming the only light source in this dark world, guiding the latecomers like a lighthouse.

The statue, which seemed to be frozen in this moment forever, pointed at the dead enemy.

This area that is not harmed by the field of annihilation spread from him, and it will not be wiped out even by death. What kind of will is this...

Prima was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a while, but she woke up suddenly after a while, and quickly climbed down, rushed to the "corpse", and almost fell to the ground.

After finally getting to the side of Joseph's "corpse", Prima felt that it was tricky. She didn't know where to put her hands, and turned around each other carefully several times.

Obviously, now Joseph is almost the same as dead, all that remains is his almost obsessive will.

"Is he... trying to protect something?"

Prima felt admiration for this glorious great knight who had never met before.

Tens of thousands of years ago, Wapujisi made a contract to provide shelter for weak humans, but now, it is these people who are burning everything to protect Nuojin.

I believe that Ms. Wapujisi will be very happy when she sees this.

Prima made up her mind to save the life of the hero in front of her.

"Can you hear me?"

She dug out the potion she made and poured it on the crippled body, said carefully and softly, and then waited for a while.

This potion was named "Dawn's Susheng" by her. The main ingredient is the baby's placenta, which contains the whole concept of "birth". The medicine that comes out contains a trace of the concept of "life".

Prima has never evaluated her current pharmaceutical level, but if outsiders know that she has refined a potion containing concepts, they will be horrified.

Because this is the ability of the god level, and it can even be said to surpass the god level, because the god level can only master a rule of power under normal circumstances, but there is no limit to the types of potions that Prima can make.

So... In theory, she can refine a potion that contains all concepts, and even further into rules.

The medicine like the radiance of dawn flowed down from Joseph's remnant body, the coke peeled off where it passed, and new flesh grew, from the bones to the blood vessels, like growing branches, filling the entire frame.

Arms, limbs, torso, head, eyes, hair...

The medicine dripped on the ground dissipated into light, as if it had touched the dead plant seeds hidden in the ruins, and suddenly sprouted and grew a vibrant green grass, which was out of place in this dead battlefield.

The white flames in the empty eye sockets seemed to throb violently.

Prima's eyes lit up, looking at the small ether monitor in her hand, she could see that the originally very weak reaction gradually strengthened, and more intuitively, she could already hear the faint heartbeat.

"Joseph Knight, if you can hear what I say, please try to condense the ether a little bit, which can promote the union between your body and will."

Prima repeated three times slowly to confirm that the other party responded, then squatted down and pulled out the grass.

"Sorry sorry..."

She said in a low voice, and stuffed the grass that died innocently into the item bag she used for medicine.

Before Andrew took full control of the Truth Society, she could not expose her terrifying pharmaceutical ability for the time being, so the grass as evidence could only be sacrificed.

"I……"

A hoarse old man's voice sounded in a daze.

Prima raised her head when she heard the voice, blinked her eyes, and saw that Joseph in front of her had basically recovered, but the white flame still remained in that eye, opened her normal eyes and looked at her, opened them as if about to speak, then " "Plop" and fell to the ground completely, unconscious.

"..."

Prima took out the communicator from her bosom—now it can only be regarded as an emergency rescue, and to complete the treatment, she must continue to dispense potions.

Now that Joseph has been found, let's inform Winston who was waiting outside just now. He looks very anxious.