<h4>Chapter 379 Heal</h4>
Crack! There was a loud sound.
The Nightmare Damask’srge flower bud flew high into the air. Then, with a loud bang, it crashed heavily onto the ground, sending up arge 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 therge flower bud of the Nightmare Damask, Heath ced one hand on the Nightmare Damask and chanted in his heart, ‘Extract.’
(Beep, extraction sessful. Spiritual Power +0.6)
[Beep, extraction sessful. Vitality +0.2]
(Beep, extraction sessful. Toughness increased.]
(Beep, extraction sessful. Obtained Life Sequence (Nightmare Damask].]
A series of notifications rang in Heath’s ears. Purest energy surged into Heath’s 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 nt!’
Feeling the surging spiritual power surging into his body, even Heath, who had absorbed an unknown amount of material, could not help but exim 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 nt. The corners of Heath’s mouth could not help but curve.
Magic nts had always been in high demand in the Wizard World. Ancient magic nts 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 ie.
“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? Don’t scare me, don’t 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 aa. 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 Heath’s 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 Heath’s pant leg, and kept pleading, “Wizard, please save Al. Please, please save Al. Without my husband, I can’t survive here.”
Heath said, “Don’t worry, I’ll take a look first.”
Waving his hand, Heath spread out his Wizard’s 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 waspletely purplish-green, and there was a ck mist-like aura surrounding his body. He hadpletely fallen into a deepa. All of this meant that the Underground Gnome in front of him had been poisoned. Combined with the Nightmare Damask from before, it waspletely 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 target’s body. Once the poison was injected into the target, the target would lose its ability to move until it waspletely 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 Damask’s 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 arge 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 rxed his frown andforted, “Don’t 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 apanied 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 Damask’s, they would have some resistance.
Then, Heath once again used the Wizard’s 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 ss bottles colliding was heard.
Heath took out ss 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 nevere into contact with a magical nt 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 Gnome’s 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 yer in the Wizard World now. He could easily use all kinds of materials. When he finished using them, he conveniently ced them in the air above his head.
After he became proficient in the use of the Wizard’s Forcefield, Heath was used to opening the Wizard’s 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 ss 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 Al’s head and fed him the potion. “Al, quick, Sir Wizard’s potion. Drink Sir Wizard’s potion. You will be fine. You will be fine.”
The potion slowly flowed out of his mouth. Rose stared nervously at Al’s face. Heath couldn’t help but look over. Although he was confident in the potion he made, it was still a magic nt he had nevere into contact with. At the same time, the Underground Gnomes were a creature he didn’t know much about. He couldn’t help but feel a little guilty.
Heath’s 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 ck at that moment. His entire face was as ck as ink. His face was covered with a thickyer of dark green. At that moment… The dark green quickly retreated at a speed visible to the naked eye. The ck on his face also quickly disappeared.
Other than that, there was also the ck fog surrounding Al’s body. After being poisoned, a thickyer of ck fog had appeared around Al’s body. However, at this moment, this ck fog was also rapidly retreating, just like the dark-green color on his face.
In less than ten seconds, the ck and dark-green color on Al’s face hadpletely disappeared. The ck fog surrounding his body had alsopletely copsed 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! You’re finally awake, you’re finally awake! Thank god, thank Sir Wizard!”
The male Underground Gnome’s 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, where’s the Nightmare Damask? Where’s the Nightmare Damask? Why are you still here?”
As he spoke, he struggled to sit up.
Rose quickly said, “It’s okay, it’s okay, Al. We’re fine now. The Nightmare Damask has been destroyed.”
Al was stunned. “Destroyed?”
Rose said, “Yes, it’s 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 rxed.
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 don’t need to thank me.”
Al nced at Heath and asked curiously, “Sir Wizard, you don’t seem to be a Wizard from this area. Looking at your clothes, you should be from the surface, right?”
“Yes, I’m from the Old Land. I just came underground today.”
“Ah, that’s great!” Al said happily.
“What do you mean?”
Al realized that he had lost hisposure andughed dryly. He then exined, “Ha, ha, it’s like this. You just came here, so you must not have settled down yet. In that case, why don’t you follow Al and Rose back to our tribe? We’ll 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.
“It’s gettingte. I might as well go and rest for the night.”
Looking at the sky, it was gettingte. Although he didn’t 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…