I Want To Be a Nobleman

Harold looked down and saw that Talimore, who had only half of his body left, was crying in pain, while Stiyl fell to the ground exhausted, gasping for breath.

Harold reacted quickly, and basically understood the cause and effect. It seemed that he saved Stiyl's life by falling from the sky.

Before he had time to think about it, Harold immediately raised his fist and slammed it at Tuli Moore. Putting everything else aside, the most important thing is to quickly make up the knife.

Tarimore was sunk deeply into the ground by the huge fist of the Ancient War Tree, and the huge impact made the ground shake a little.

At this time Talimore suddenly chanted a strange incantation, and the body that was already on the verge of death suddenly began to recover quickly, and even the broken lower body began to regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I can't spare you!" Tulimore's fierce and cruel voice came out, and he still had such a strong hole card.

Talimore's move is not his own ability, it is a gift from the will of the abyss after he broke through high-level demons and was promoted to a demon lord. After using it once, it is gone, and the effect is also very heaven-defying. No matter how many injuries he suffers, he can recover As before, and the strength can be improved.

It's a pity that Tuli Moore is still being hammered into the ground by the fist of the ancient war tree. It seems a bit early for him to speak harshly!

Harold grabbed Talimore's body that was still wriggling and recovering, raised the arm of the ancient tree of war, and then slammed Talimore's body to the ground.

The ancient tree of war unleashed thousands of points of power to continuously lift up and smash down the 6-meter-high Tarimer, smashing the surrounding ground into deep pits one after another, even more so in previous life movies where the Hulk tyrannized Loki resemblance.

The Hulk, a pervert with only brute force, can hammer gods, and the ancient tree of war, a puppet with only brute force, can also beat up demon lords. It can be seen that as long as brute force is strong enough, it can defy the sky.

Talimore's physical body is also constantly being shattered and restored, causing him to wail incessantly, without the slightest arrogance as when he just uttered the cruel words, and this unique trick bestowed by the will of the abyss cannot continue indefinitely, and his recovery speed is getting faster and faster. Slowly, gradually unable to keep up with the speed of body damage.

"Harlott, I'm counting on you for this guy!" Stiyl recovered a little and immediately stood up again. The situation of his team members was not optimistic, and the hellfire was about to crush them. Although the injury was serious, Shi Tire still forced himself to continue fighting.

Harold really can be called a divine soldier, and he controlled Talimore in time, so that he couldn't teleport away and release spells. Talimore, who had regained his magic power, cast a few more legendary spells and it would be as powerful as the ancient tree of war. Can't live.

Talimore has turned into a bloody monster. His body has been brutally destroyed and his rapid regeneration has mutated his body, with granulation and bone dregs growing everywhere, which looks extremely creepy.

But Harold was driving inside the ancient tree of war, not afraid of this weird change at all, and continued to pursue the victory, assuming a posture of smashing Tuli Moore alive.

Talimore felt extremely remorse and humiliation in his heart. Why did he underestimate the enemy so much? If he had played all his cards early, would he have ended up in this situation?

Talimore swore viciously in his heart that he would definitely take revenge for today's hatred, and then blew himself up suddenly. It was meaningless to hold on, and it would only make him experience meaningless pain. The power of the Ancient War Tree was far from what he could break free from. .

Self-explosion will not let him die completely. As a demon lord, his soul has been sublimated several times, and he can survive for a long time without his body. Can't keep the rank of the demon lord.

There was a loud bang, and the explosion, which was even more violent than the self-detonation of Talimore's avatar before, instantly covered a range of tens of meters around, and the huge body of the ancient war tree was completely covered. At the same time, the few remaining All the hellfires stopped fighting and began to retreat.

Steele was also exhausted, and the Sun Scepter·Pseudo-blessing time was almost over. Everyone was sitting on the ground, powerless to pursue. Steele threw the ring on his hand to the halfling members who were more energetic. He took out the potion to heal the badly injured regiment members.

"Hurry up and see if Harold and Crom are okay!" Steele continued to force himself, and helped Alan to go out to the two huge craters created by the explosion.

As the smoke dissipated, nearly half of the Ancient War Tree's body was blown away, and the rest of its normal body was covered with carbonized and scorched scars everywhere. It completely lost its ability to move, and stood motionless on the spot.

At this moment, a hole was opened in the chest of the Ancient War Tree, and Harold climbed out in good spirits. It was the Ancient War Tree that was damaged, not him, and he was basically in full condition.

"I'm fine! Don't worry about it!" Harold looked for a long time but didn't find Crom's figure, and followed Steele and Alan to find Crom lying on the ground with unknown life or death in another deep pit.

At this time, Crom broke an arm and a leg, his body was scorched black, and he was lying in the middle of the deep pit without any signs of life, even if he was not dead.

"Can you cure him?" Even though Stiyl knew it was impossible, he still asked Alan with a little extravagant hope, and the answer was predictably negative.

Not to mention that Alan is basically unable to release magic now, even if he is in his prime, it is impossible to cure this strong man who is basically a legend of the dead.

"I'll try!" Harold took out Elder Leonard's "Rebirth Potion", opened Crom's mouth and forced it down.

According to Leonard's description, this potion can regenerate people with severed limbs and bring them back to life after dying. However, there is a risk of vegetative body and even brain. The vegetative body can be cured afterwards, and the vegetative brain can be buried in the soil to take root and sprout.

In the past, Harold was not very optimistic about this potion, but now it seems that in a real crisis, this potion can definitely save lives. The 10% risk of vegetative brain is not unacceptable, it is better than dying directly.

The various things that Leonard asked Harold to help sell were indeed cheating. The negative effects were exaggerated, but the positive effects were also real. This rebirth potion was as magical as Leonard said.

Crom's scorched body was rejuvenated again, and the broken arm and leg began to grow slowly, that is, the original right hand slowly began to vegetate, not only grew branches, but also the skin became soft. As dry as the bark.

Witnessing this miraculous effect, Steele still wanted to ask if there was any of this thing. Two members of his regiment were also seriously injured, their internal organs were burnt to death, and Ike was also unconscious and possibly in danger.

Harold shook his head to express regret, but he took out a few bottles of "Abyss Rum" and the potion made by Bias to Stile.

"Abyss Rum" can increase the upper limit of health by 20 points in one day, and it will also increase the value of health by 20 points, which can be used as a healing potion.

Steele was obviously a bit regretful. He also had a lot of healing potions and treasures that weren't very effective, and he had already asked halfling members to use them for the wounded. The ones Harold gave couldn't be said to be useless, but they were indeed not critical enough.

Fortunately, there were no more casualties, and several seriously injured wounded woke up. When they were injured and fell down, the blessing of the sun was doing their best to protect them. The flames that burned their internal organs had long been absorbed, and their injuries were slowly Healing, the actual injury was not as serious as imagined.