Illimitable Until Death

Chapter 1359: Imminent Threats

“This…”

Joan rushed to the throne and watched the tragedy in the square. He had to be dumb for a while.

Seeing as the flesh in the bathing area really seems to have crumbled, not only has blood been bleeding, but even the flesh under the skin is clearly visible and looks terrifying and intolerable.

But he was so badly injured, there was calm on his face.

“Well, don't freak out.” He said to JOAN: "It just looks tragic, it's not really that serious. ”

The monster that even the gods feared, the rare serpent, Basheum.

That beast is very powerful.

Despite its enormous body, it is exceptionally flexible and sensitive, carrying immense power every time it moves. It is just a flip, and the earth within a kilometre of diameter around it will tremble, making it unwanted to touch it hard.

Of course, even with flexibility and sensitivity, Bassium is still the only one to be slaughtered in the face of up to twelve times the speed of sound.

If you use a straight death eye, you can kill it in 0.01 seconds, absolutely no suspense.

However, the serpent was able to turn itself into poison gas and dissipate it into the poison gas it emitted, appearing in any corner of the space filled with its own poison gas, as if it had moved instantly.

It is precisely because of this characteristic of the other party that they were not able to take it down in the first place, and eventually the other party's horrible and poisonous erosion caused the body to break apart.

If it wasn't for killing the poison that entered the body, wouldn't it really have melted to the bones, as Samiramis said?

Later, after Bassium was turned into poison gas, it was killed together with the poison gas itself, and then the highly poisonous space created by Bassium was killed, escaped from the isolated space.

So, it seems terrible in the square. In fact, it's just frightening and dangerous. It's just a few flesh wounds. It doesn't bother me at all.

“Even so, it would be better to deal with it. ”

JOAN said very solemnly.

“After all, the opponent is a monster that even the gods fear, the beast in charge of the power of poison, if you can't handle it properly, I don't know if it will leave toxicity, causing you sequelae. ”

So JOAN took out a bunch of cloth strips.

“This is…”

There was some surprise in the square.

Because, in that tub of cloth, the magic was very sacred.

Looking at Fang Li's strange expression, JOAN smiled slightly.

“It's a wreck. ”

The so-called wreckage cloth refers to the wrapper cloth.

It is documented in the Bible that when Jesus Christ, the Son of God, died, his body was wrapped in linen, and then Jesus Christ was resurrected, and only this pile of linen remained in the grave.

Thus, the wrapped cloth used to wrap the body of the saint is called the sacred cloth, which is a rare relic.

And all sorts of wreckage have different effects, some that improve defense, some that rejuvenate some kind of miracle, which is amazing.

JOAN has the skills to make these sacred cloths.

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Saints: B

The skills identified as saints, when summoned as an accessory, can be used from one of the following capabilities: "Increased Effect of Mysteries," "Automatic Response to Injuries," "Leadership Up Level 1," "Can Make Sacred Wrecks," which cannot be changed later.

……

When JOAN first relied on Sylvia's realm, the ability to choose with the skill of a saint was to make a sacred cloth.

“This is a sacred cloth that heals the flesh and relieves the pain. ”

So JOAN wrapped the wreckage in a bandage around the cube.

Looking at Joan's incredibly serious expression, it's not easy to refuse.

Although these flesh wounds can be quickly restored by using a healing gem or healing potion, since JOAN has such props, make the most of them if you can.

As soon as JOAN wrapped the wreckage around the cube and put the cube coat on, the cube immediately felt it.

The body, which had been experiencing tingling as if a warm stream were flowing by, not only had the pain decreased considerably, but the wound was recovering in a sensible way.

“This is amazing...”

I couldn't help but admire it.

Although less effective than healing gems and the highest levels of magic, the wreckage can survive and is expected to provide a healing effect as long as it is not destroyed.

And this ability to heal is the only one that Sylvia's power cannot reproduce.

Perhaps the presence of JOAN could make up for Sylvia's shortcomings.

“That's it.” JOAN looked into the square and asked, “Can you still move? Do you want to stay and rest? ”

“It doesn't matter, it's just a flesh wound.” I shook my head and looked somewhere in the lobby, "I could feel the Holy Grail at a close distance, presumably the seat of the Holy Grail in front of me, and there was no reason to stay here any longer. ”

“Can you also feel the Holy Grail?” JOAN began with a slight glimpse, adding a bit of doubt to the existence of each other in his mind, but as if it were natural, he trusted the other without reservation, saying: “In that case, don't delay. ”

After that, JOAN looked in the direction of Mordred.

“Alas?”

Then again, Joan was stunned.

“Where's Red Saber? ”

Just so you know, Mordred's gone.

“Has it got ahead of you?” A thought flashed through Joan's heart, and he hurried to the square and said, "Let's go to the seat of the Holy Grail. ”

The square nodded.

That is, the two crossed between the kings of the sky garden and went in a deeper direction.

No one found out.

In the middle of the air, in that shattered side space, a moment of poison gas began to leak out of it.

And in the gas, a pair of red snake eyes lit up.

Inside, the rage is pouring.

……

On the other side…

“Woo... woo...”

In a dark space, Samiramis fell to the ground, bleeding heavily and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

“Ahhh...”

The painful voice leaked out of Semiramis' mouth, letting him understand that his death was approaching.

The damage inflicted by the Straight Death Demon's Eye is too serious.

Now, Semiramis relies on the power of the sky garden to fix his own existence, barely surviving.

“Am I done here? ”

Sammy Ramis had a terrific smile.

“Even so, I won't just admit to losing. ”

Thereby, Semiramis informed the last rider in the garden of the sky with his words.

“It's your turn, Caster...”