The Fool of the Gods

Before Xia Wan "gave birth", Cheng Shi gave her a healing spell in time.

Because Xia Wan was pregnant with multiple babies, this healing spell was very effective and directly healed her to full health.

But this also means that the newborns she gave birth to will be exceptionally healthy.

The group ran out frantically, and before they ran too long, the life form bred in Xia Wan's body could not wait to be born.

The life catalyzed by [Creation Grass Seed] would not wait for any obstetrician. When they were halfway there, the bulges on Xia Wan's body exploded one after another, and several strange vines that were half flesh and half plants were blown out.

The good news is that these vines are not strong in combat, and Song Yawen solved them by himself.

The bad news is that although Xia Wan is fine, Nangong is almost dead.

She half-closed her eyes and her whole body was hot. It was obvious that she was hovering between life and death. The wounds between her ribs and lower abdomen continued to rot with the smell of [decay], and it seemed that she was breathing out more than breathing in.

"If this goes on, Nangong will die."

After all, they were teammates who had just experienced life and death together, and there was still a half day of trial time left. No matter what, no one in the team wanted to lose members here.

They had survived the attack of the army of terror demons, and it would be a loss to die here.

Chen Chong stopped, threw Cao Sansui off his back, and said to Cheng Shi:

"Nangong's body can't bear the treatment of [Birth]. No, you nurse the mage, and let the mage use the time trick to keep her alive."

Cao Sansui also wanted to, but he was a mage, not a priest or a singer, and he didn't have so many auxiliary tricks.

Cheng Shi looked at the sad faces on everyone's faces, sighed, and took out a small red bottle from his small safe.

"What is this?" Song Yawen came over at the first time, and he seemed to smell the smell of [Death] in this bottle.

"The A-level potion 'Contempt of the Dead' is produced from the bodies of devout believers of [Death].

His agents believe that some people do not deserve to enjoy death, so they extract this contempt and make it into a potion to punish the oath-breakers who have committed serious crimes.

So that they can no longer approach [Death] and cannot listen to His teachings."

Cheng Shi explained while pouring the potion on Nangong.

"As long as it is mixed with your own blood, you won't die even if you are seriously injured. It's just that there is no therapeutic effect, it's just a matter of hanging on to your life."

"Huh? There is such a thing?"

Song Yawen was quick-witted and wanted to take a drop to study it, but Cheng Shi's hand was faster. He slapped his hand open and scolded with a smile:

"One drop less will lose its effect. Do you want her to die?"

Song Yawen's face was embarrassed and flushed, saying: "I... I haven't seen it, Nangong, sorry, I didn't mean it."

Nangong, who was pale, had no strength to pay attention to him. She just watched the liquid poured on her body quickly merge into her blood, and then...

She didn't feel anything.

"Is this... useful?"

Cheng Shi squinted at her and said:

"It is useful, and it's very expensive. When you recover, remember to compensate me."

Nangong gritted his teeth and nodded heavily: "Okay!"

Xia Wan had just given birth to a "child" and was bleeding all over her body, but she was a believer in [Birth] and had a stronger resistance to "reproduction", so Cheng Shi did not use medicine and used a healing spell as usual.

Luckily, she didn't get pregnant.

Seeing that Cheng Shi had simply saved two lives, Chen Chong asked very seriously:

"Cheng Shi, how many points did you get?"

"I..."

"Except 1501."

"..." Cheng Shi looked around and found that everyone's eyes were full of doubts. Seeing that they didn't believe it, he still said shamelessly:

"It's really 1501."

Chen Chong didn't believe a word of it. He said in a deep voice:

"Do you think I'm stupid? The healing chain in that situation just now is at least the effect of S-level talent. The result, plus your two bottles of "Dead Contempt", you...

It is impossible to be less than 2000 points. "

[Road to God] has an initial score of 1000 points. At each settlement, if the score is less than 1000 points, you will die directly. If the score is higher than 1200 points, you can get B-level talents or items. If the score is higher than 1600 points, you can get A-level. Only if the score is higher than 2000 points, you can get S-level talents.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, do you want to continue guessing the score here, or follow me?"

Cheng Shi picked up Nangong and led the way forward.

Everyone looked at each other, helpless in their eyes, and quickly followed.

What can we do if the boss doesn't want to tell the truth? Of course, it's all up to him!

Song Yawen is naturally restless, and he never stopped asking questions along the way.

"Brother Cheng, what talent is this for you, tell me."

"ChengBrother, how many points do you have?"

"Brother Cheng, do you still have that bottle of red water? Can I exchange it with you for something else?"

"Brother Cheng,..."

Cheng Shishi couldn't help it and asked back:

"...Aren't assassins supposed to be silent?"

Song Yawen said with a smile: "I call this contrast, it's popular now. ”

“......"

...

Fortunately, in the next hour, no other troops of the Skeleton Army came after them.

After walking for a long time on the plain where there was nowhere to hide, Cheng Shi and his party finally saw a dense forest.

Song Yawen, who had been making a lot of noise all the way, volunteered to explore the way and found that this was a home abandoned by the wood elves. There were no creatures in it except for a few abandoned tree houses.

Cheng Shi and Chen Chong were relieved and quickly fled into the forest with the wounded.

Cao San Sui's condition was the first to stabilize. He had overdrawn too much mental power, resulting in weakness and powerlessness. Every muscle in his body could not be accurately controlled. He could only tell others vaguely about what he knew about the wood elves.

"The wood elves are believers of [prosperity] and are an eternally neutral group. They worship nature and never live with other races. Since they can choose this place as their residence, it must be relatively safe. ”

Song Yawen heard this and asked curiously:

"Why would it be abandoned if it is safe?"

"I said it is relatively safe. It must be safe here before the war, but after the Skeleton Army launched a war on Hope Island, there is no safe place on Hope Island."

At this time, for the sake of safety, Chen Chong was guarding the door of the tree house. He turned back with a little doubt and asked:

"I have always heard that the Skeleton Army launched a war on Hope Island, but what is the reason for the war?"

Cao Sansui shook his head with difficulty:

"People in the Mage Channel speculated that it was a war of faith, but people in the Faith Channel speculated that underground creatures were snatching something. [Time] focuses on the present, and we have very little information. Perhaps the believers of [Memory] will know more by looking back to the past. "

Cheng Shi was listening with great interest, but when he heard the name of the god [Memory], his smile froze for a moment.

"I looked at the time, and the trial has been going on for 6 hours. We still have 18 hours left to persist, but I need another 10 hours to recover..."

Cao San Sui's meaning was very clear. Although they survived, the situation would be very serious in the next 10 hours without the combat power of the mage.

No one knew what they would encounter, and they would not think that after surviving the hellish raid of the Terror Army, there would be no danger in the trial.

Ordinary trials might be possible, but special trials would never be possible.

Cheng Shi recalled the name of the trial and frowned slightly.

"Song of Blood and Fire... I've seen blood, but what about fire? "

Tsk, my team just happened to live in the woods, if a fire came...

Burning the camps for 800 miles?

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Forget it, don't think too much, just deal with it.

Cheng Shi scratched his head, took out a bottle of Coke from the safe, and gulped it down.

"??? "

Song Yawen was stunned when he saw this.

"Brother Cheng, every inch of space in your portable space is worth a lot of money, and you put this in it?"

Cheng Shi pointed at Chen Chong and laughed, "Chen Chong also put wine in it, so what if I put a few bottles of Coke? If people lose Coke, what else can they drink? "

Chen Chong didn't look back, but his frantic nodding showed that he deeply agreed.

Song Yawen actually had drinking water in his safe, but that was water used to save lives and quench thirst in extreme environments, and it certainly couldn't be compared with the pleasant taste of cola. Seeing Cheng Shi drinking it happily, he swallowed unconsciously.

"Brother Cheng...Coke, do you have any more?"

Cheng Shi looked at him and took out 5 more bottles without saying a word.

"??? Brother Cheng, your personal space is not full of cola, right?"

Cheng Shi raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Song Yawen was very happy. After all, it was not a waste of his own personal space. He quickly picked a bottle and did not forget to share the rest with others.

It turns out that drinking some cola after fighting is really refreshing.

Everyone was refreshed twice.

Even Nangong, who couldn't move at all, took a few sips with the help of Cheng Shi.

"The target of the forest is still too big. Let's rest for another 2-3 hours and then move further away. "

Chen Chong finished his drink and went out with his sword.

It was his duty to guard because he was a lawful believer in [Order].

Xia Wan and Song YawenSitting in the room, taking care of the patients, and resting his mind.

But as soon as Song Yawen closed his eyes, he felt sleepy.

This sleepiness came so gently and comfortably that he had no desire to resist for a while.

"Bang."

Song Yawen, who was originally sitting on the ground, fell to the ground, and several wounded in the room slowly closed their eyes and fell asleep.

Just as everyone was sleeping, Cheng Shi suddenly opened his eyes, and a cunning flashed across his eyes.

"Tsk, you dare to drink any beverage, but you are not beaten enough."

Laughing, he glanced at Nangong on the side.

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