Spearman’s Growth Story

The first time I participated in the war, I became so miserable. Let alone save New World, save Alaya.

It doesn’t exist at all.

So Zhao Huang is very unwilling.

So, he didn’t want to give up.

Even if he was just ugly struggling on whilst at death’s door, he still wanted to survive. Must survive.

Others won’t know, he carries the hope of the entire world on his back.

The world born of him is now longing for salvation.

As the reason this World was created, Zhao Huang believes that he has the responsibility to save it.

This time, it should be the most responsible battle since he started to act on the grounds of [helping others].

So, Zhao Huang will not treat it with a relaxed attitude.

Even if he is struggling in the mud and water, he will definitely survive the darkness and grasp the glimmer of hope.

“Squeak…squeak~”

The hook rope that popped up finally shot crooked because the muscles reached the limit, and failed to hook any objects.

Zhao Huang, whose body was leaning forward with the previous inertia, fell straight on one heel and hit the ground.

dong!

The grass was smashed into a big hole, and the vegetation nearby was blown away.

The armor all split up and in pieces, and the skin is cracked everywhere.

The current Zhao Huang is just a qualified rag doll.

“Step on, step on…”

With the sound of footsteps, two figures approached.

“Aiya? Why is there someone lying here?”

“I will find out tomorrow morning, what’s the matter with your tone… Forget it. Don’t be nosy, Green Rat. That guy is going to die soon.”

“No, even if his body is injured, his spiritual core is not injured. For the servant, this is not a mortal injury. It’s just that if I just make up a blow now, he will die.”

“So, what are you going to do?”

“…Save him Well. Anyway, we are too lack of battle strength. With such an armor on the body, he is probably a job agency in Shangsanqi. Such battle strength can’t be let go. Moreover, since the body is seriously injured , He should have a lot of useful information.”

So, after such a discussion, the young man in the green robes picked up Zhao Huang and disappeared with his companions. In the jungle.

010 Handyman and Idol

In the dimness, Zhao Huang felt a magical power enveloping his spiritual core.

Although this power reveals a brutal atmosphere from beginning to end, it has a subtle, cautiously feeling for some reason.

Is it afraid that it will defeat the spiritual core that may disperse at any time under Zhao Huang’s serious injury?

Oh, I have a monster-like feeling, but in fact, it may be very gentle in nature.

At first glance, it may seem contradictory, but the inside of hard scales is usually soft. Thinking about it this way, it seems that it is not so difficult to accept.

Under the nourishment of this magical power, Zhao Huang’s body began to heal itself. The body of the follower is made up of magic. Therefore, the act of transferring magical power between the followers is not a bad idea when it is said that one’s own flesh and blood are divided among others.

Perhaps the body was placed on the spirit vein. Zhao Huang’s body began to heal faster than the average follower. Even the shattered light-shaking armor extended from the fragments, once again wrapping Zhao Huang’s body.

“Hah…Is this armor capable of self-repair. If I knew this was the case, I should guide him through the fragments.”

As if It was from above the distant water that a fuzzy female voice penetrated.

At the same time, the feeling of a sharp and cold object being pulled out from within the body ignited the burning pain.

As if a volcanic eruption occurred on the seabed, Zhao Huang’s consciousness suddenly became boiling. In a blink of an eye, he was driven out of the depths of his consciousness.

“…Um.”

After shaking his eyelids a few times, Zhao Huang opened his eyes laboriously.

The left eye seems to be necrotic. With only half of his field of view left, Zhao Huang is a little uncomfortable.

From the point of view, the surface injuries of the body should have been repaired. However, the internal injuries, such as the skeleton of the limbs, are still in a broken state.

Mixed with the magic of hatred, anger and madness, it entangles everywhere like a tarsal maggot, destroying the tissue that is beginning to regenerate.

So, Zhao Huang now has the eyes and throat of all the active parts of his body.

“Ahhhh, I regained consciousness so soon? Humph~ With such a good national idol as me, even a dead person would be saved!”