Chapter 379 Heal

Crack! There was a loud sound.

The Nightmare Damasks large flower bud flew high into the air. Then, with a loud bang, it crashed heavily onto the ground, sending up a large amount of dust.

The broken root of the Nightmare Damask was struggling violently on the ground. The green light around the root was constantly shining and dimming. It was the symbol of a healing spell. The guy who had lost its head was still trying to heal itself. Unfortunately, such a fatal injury was not something that its spell could recover from. After struggling for a while the Nightmare Damask also dimmed down. It did not know how to heal anymore.

Then, Heath walked forward.

After scanning the large flower bud of the Nightmare Damask, Heath placed one hand on the Nightmare Damask and chanted in his heart, Extract.

(Beep, extraction successful. Spiritual Power +0.6)

[Beep, extraction successful. Vitality +0.2]

(Beep, extraction successful. Toughness increased.]

(Beep, extraction successful. Obtained Life Sequence (Nightmare Damask].]

A series of notifications rang in Heaths ears. Purest energy surged into Heaths body. Not only was the spiritual power he had expended earlier replenished, the mana pool in his spiritual sea also expanded a little.

Tsk tsk, 0.6 spiritual power. As expected of a high-level magic plant!

Feeling the surging spiritual power surging into his body, even Heath, who had absorbed an unknown amount of material, could not help but exclaim in admiration. 0.6 spiritual power If he were to cultivate normally, it would take at least a few months of effort.

After a while, Heath digested the extracted material. Then, he looked at the huge bud in front of him, looking at the unique jagged shape of the ancient plant. The corners of Heaths mouth could not help but curve.

Magic plants had always been in high demand in the Wizard World. Ancient magic plants like the Nightmare Damask, which could not be found on the surface, were even more valuable. This flower bud alone could be sold for at least a dozen high-level Magic Stones on the market. One had to know that it was worth more than a hundred thousand Magic Stones.

Even for an intermediate-level Wizard like Heath, this was a considerable income.

Haha, my luck is too good. I just came here and got a good thing! Heath was extremely happy. Oh my god, Al, Al, how are you? Dont scare me, dont scare me!

Wake up, wake up, Please! Please! Sob sob sob!

At this moment, a burst of crying came from behind.

Heath turned his head and found that it was the two Underground Gnomes he had just saved.

At this time, the male Underground Gnome seemed to be in some kind of situation. He was lying on the ground motionlessly as if he had fallen into a coma. The female Underground Gnome was hugging his head and sobbing continuously. The sobbing just now was made by the female Underground Gnome.

Heath raised his eyebrows and walked over. Let me see.

Since he had already saved them, Heath would certainly not sit idly by.

Hearing Heaths voice, the female Underground Gnome suddenly raised her head. When she saw that it was the person who had just saved their lives, her eyes immediately lit up.

She quickly stood up, grabbed Heaths pant leg, and kept pleading, Wizard, please save Al. Please, please save Al. Without my husband, I cant survive here.

Heath said, Dont worry, Ill take a look first.

Waving his hand, Heath spread out his Wizards Forcefield and pushed the female Underground Gnome to the side. Then he squatted down to examine the male Underground Gnome.

From the looks of it, the Underground Gnome should have been poisoned. His face was completely purplish-green, and there was a black mist-like aura surrounding his body. He had completely fallen into a deep coma. All of this meant that the Underground Gnome in front of him had been poisoned. Combined with the Nightmare Damask from before, it was completely certain that he had been poisoned.

Other than casting spells, the Nightmare Damask also had a special poison. This poison had an extremely strong paralyzing effect and could be transmitted directly to the thorns on its vines through its roots. During the process of entangling the enemy, the thorns would send the poison into the targets body. Once the poison was injected into the target, the target would lose its ability to move until it was completely eaten by the Nightmare Damask.

Heath lowered his head and looked at the body of the small Underground Gnome. As expected, there was now a small hole where the Nightmare Damasks vines had entangled. A row of dark green liquid was flowing out of the small hole. This must be the poison that had seeped into the Underground Gnome previously.

The situation is really not good

The paralyzing toxins contained in the Nightmare Damask were among the best in the field of toxins. Just a small amount was enough to paralyze an elephant, even a high-level demonized creature would not be able to withstand such a large amount of paralyzing toxins.

After a series of checks, Heath could not help but frown. His action immediately caused Rose to be shocked.

The woman hurriedly walked forward and said in a panic, Wizard, Sir Wizard, Al Is Al alright? Can you, can you save him? Sob sob sob.

As she spoke, tears fell down her cheeks.

Seeing this, Heath quickly relaxed his frown and comforted, Dont worry, he will be fine.

Although high-level demonized creatures could not withstand it, they would be fine if it was a small Underground Gnome like this. Heath had read about it in a book. It was said that because they grew in the forest Each generation of Underground Gnomes had accompanied the poisonous insects and poisons in the forest. There were always Underground Gnomes who died under the poison.

However, it was also because of this that the strong survived and the weak were eliminated. After generations of elimination and elimination, the Underground Gnomes would constantly choose the best species and evolve and improve themselves. The resistance of this generation of Underground Gnomes had already reached a level that could not be invaded by far-reaching poisons. Even against a powerful poison like the Nightmare Damasks, they would have some resistance.

Then, Heath once again used the Wizards Forcefield to push the female Underground Gnome far away. This thing was making a lot of noise here. In treating the injured, especially to ensure the safety of the person whose lungs had been invaded by the poison, silence was especially important.

Ding ding ding. The sound of glass bottles colliding was heard.

Heath took out glass beakers and test tubes from his dimensional pocket, then took out all kinds of materials and began to make potions on the spot.

The potion he wanted to make was the antidote of the Nightmare Damask.

Although he had never come into contact with a magical plant like the Nightmare Damask before, Heath knew a little about its characteristics, especially about its poison. Heath knew that it was a high-intensity paralytic poison.

Since it was a high-intensity paralytic potion, he just needed to concoct the antidote in the same way as the paralytic potion. Even if there were some differences in the final concoction, it would still be effective in curing it. Many things in the Wizard World were like this. No matter how they changed, they could not be separated from the essence. Just like magic, no matter what kind of magic it was, it could never be separated from magic power, spells, and runes.

After checking the Underground Gnomes wound once again to confirm the characteristics of the poison, Heath began to prepare the potion.

After all these years of training, he was undoubtedly an old player in the Wizard World now. He could easily use all kinds of materials. When he finished using them, he conveniently placed them in the air above his head.

After he became proficient in the use of the Wizards Forcefield, Heath was used to opening the Wizards Forcefield every time he concocted potions. This way, it was convenient to store the used materials and various equipment in his forcefield when he concocted potions. Just like now, a few test tubes that he had used flew above his head and rotated around. It was very convenient to use any of the materials.

Ding ding dang dang!

Ping ping pong!

Bang bang bang bang! The sound of glass vessels colliding, the sound of material cutting, the sound of potions burning and exploding, all kinds of sounds echoed in the forest.

In a short while, Heath had finished preparing the potion.

He picked up the test tube and swirled it in front of his eyes, checking the quality of the potion. It should be almost done.

Then, Heath handed the potion to Rose and said, Give this to your husband and try to drink it.

The female Underground Gnome took the potion from Heath as if it was a treasure. She did not have time to thank him. She quickly held up Als head and fed him the potion. Al, quick, Sir Wizards potion. Drink Sir Wizards potion. You will be fine. You will be fine.

The potion slowly flowed out of his mouth. Rose stared nervously at Als face. Heath couldnt help but look over. Although he was confident in the potion he made, it was still a magic plant he had never come into contact with. At the same time, the Underground Gnomes were a creature he didnt know much about. He couldnt help but feel a little guilty.

Heaths performance in reality did not disappoint him.

After waiting for a while, there were some changes to Al First was his face. His face had turned black at that moment. His entire face was as black as ink. His face was covered with a thick layer of dark green. At that moment The dark green quickly retreated at a speed visible to the naked eye. The black on his face also quickly disappeared.

Other than that, there was also the black fog surrounding Als body. After being poisoned, a thick layer of black fog had appeared around Als body. However, at this moment, this black fog was also rapidly retreating, just like the dark-green color on his face.

In less than ten seconds, the black and dark-green color on Als face had completely disappeared. The black fog surrounding his body had also completely collapsed and disappeared.

Then, Al, who had been unconscious, suddenly frowned and coughed.

Cough! Cough!

With his cough, the male Underground Gnome opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood.

Ugh!

He cried out in pain, opened his eyes, and slowly woke up.

Where Where am I?

Rose, who had been standing by the side, cried with joy. She hugged Al tightly. Oh! Al! My Al! Youre finally awake, youre finally awake! Thank god, thank Sir Wizard!

The male Underground Gnomes blurry eyes lingered on Rose for a while, and then the confusion in his eyes quickly cleared, as if he remembered what had happened before.

Rose? Oh my god, wheres the Nightmare Damask? Wheres the Nightmare Damask? Why are you still here?

As he spoke, he struggled to sit up.

Rose quickly said, Its okay, its okay, Al. Were fine now. The Nightmare Damask has been destroyed.

Al was stunned. Destroyed?

Rose said, Yes, its Sir Wizard. Sir Wizard destroyed the Nightmare Damask and saved you from the Nightmare Damask. You scared me just now. I thought I was going to lose you forever.

Al looked in the direction of the Nightmare Damask. Only then did he realize that there was only a mess and fragments of the Nightmare Damask on the ground. His tensed face relaxed.

Rose pulled him and said, Quick, thank Sir Wizard.

Rose helped Al up. The two of them walked toward Heath. They bowed deeply and said, Thank you, thank you, Sir Wizard. You saved Rose and Al. You saved Rose and Al.

Heath smiled lightly and said, It was just a small matter. You dont need to thank me.

Al glanced at Heath and asked curiously, Sir Wizard, you dont seem to be a Wizard from this area. Looking at your clothes, you should be from the surface, right?

Yes, Im from the Old Land. I just came underground today.

Ah, thats great! Al said happily.

What do you mean?

Al realized that he had lost his composure and laughed dryly. He then explained, Ha, ha, its like this. You just came here, so you must not have settled down yet. In that case, why dont you follow Al and Rose back to our tribe? Well treat you well to repay you for saving our lives.

Heath subconsciously wanted to refuse. After all, he only wanted to find two guides. However, on second thought, although Al had woken up, the injuries on his body were still not light. It was basically impossible for him to be his guide for a while, and Rose could not abandon Al to be his guide. Then, it seemed that he could only go to their tribe to find a guide.

Its getting late. I might as well go and rest for the night.

Looking at the sky, it was getting late. Although he didnt know why there was a sun underground, it was obvious that there were day and night here. In that case, he might as well rest for the night and talk about it tomorrow