It's all one flower.

Finishing the detoxification of the six, Awellana looks up.

Scale spiders (urocogumos) bullshit their missing legs and run around the ranch. A guard journitle attaches to his abdomen and peels metal scales with a magical sword. He couldn't see the front with the [purple mesh] covering his head and chest, and when he hit the [wall of true water (samizu)], he changed his orientation.

... if you peel all that off, wouldn't the [spear of light] reach your gut?

I don't know how many pieces were painted and peeled by the green fluids, but Journitol is on his back, so he should be able to shoot directly into the wound.

However, the scaly spider is moving fine, despite the fact that the General Manager shot three [Demon Arrows] with the effect of [Spear of Light] in his mouth earlier.

If I grew up with all that, maybe I couldn't let him suffer the wound that reached his gut, as much as I slightly or softly scaled it off.

Every time the color of the [wall of true water (samizu)] surrounding the ranch changes, the order of the General Manager flies, and a new [wall] is built.

Another scaly spider leg blows up with a hunter's sniper. The three on the right were gone, and the giant trying to escape spun on the spot.

Scales scatter dots as much as demonic cop shields on the pasture.

A giant leg of about ten poles fell into the [wall of true water] on the west side.

Impacted, the blue colored [wall] does not support the weight and disappears quickly. The three demonic cops who deployed [the wall] were delayed in escaping and were covered in gray chunks.

The air in the ambulance freezes.

Freed from the effects of poison, the cops don't move like time has stopped.

... to help quickly...!

However, the pharmacist (dull) Awellana is unable to move at all due to her legs. Cruillo, who followed me as an assistant, also lost his complexion and went in.

The legs of giant spiders with strong (wobbly) hairs were in the way, and I had no idea how they were going to be invisible shortly after they screamed.

The body of the scaly spider seems to be full of freshly poking swords at the abdomen and just clinging to it so that it spins on the spot like crazy and the journey is not shaken off.

"Front squad, turn west and on your legs [gravity blocking]! Throw it in the west field!

On the order of the General Manager, who returned to me, a unit with a [wall] built on the front runs and hangs its hand on the leg of the scaly spider.

"Receive freely between the bundles, take the wind, leave the earth like a feather, and float gently."

The chant is followed by a breathtaking hanging, with the cops waving their arms up from the bottom to the top. The leg, which should be of considerable weight, fluttered like a feather with the [gravity blocking] technique, and was flushed by the wind and fell into the wheat field. Hooknails, which also have adult back lengths, stab into soft soil.

"Mr. Pharmacist! Please!

The policeman beside him grabbed his wrist and Awellana stood forcefully.

"Oh, you know, the pills..."

Another cop bends over and enters the safety zone, running with a tray of concentrated wound drugs.

Pharmacist Awellana was also pulled by a cop and ran to the ranch as he was about to fall.

Everyone is moving so fast that they don't realize it's faster to [jump] than to run. The danger of approaching the handheld warcraft with the [wall of true water] missing had also blown out of his head.

The hunter lays down his rifle, removes the bamboo (nah) hanging from his waist and screams.

"General Manager! I can't do this any more! Give up the yarn!

The General Manager does not respond to the hunter's voice as to what he has to think.

A spellcast hunter's body dances in the sky. He also used the technique of [flying], just like the Magic Warrior's Journal.

"Brother, we're in! Todome!"

Nor does Journitle respond to the hunter's voice if he is desperate to stick.

Another scales peeled off.

A hunter descends like an eagle, swinging down a crease that connects his head, chest, and abdomen.

A fierce metal noise shook the ranch's atmosphere and sounded through the heads of the Awellanas.

Sparks scatter and hunters disfigured in recoil fall into pasture. Avoid rolling the legs of the bullshitting scaly spider and escape through the clearance of the [walls of true water (samizu)] through the pasture fence.

It was the sword of Journitle that took him.

... Why? Mr. Journitol?

My head fills with unspoken questions.

Suddenly he grabbed his shoulder and rocked it hard.

"Mr. Pharmacist, hurry!

"I'm still breathing."

I beg for the lives of my colleagues, and the cops plead.

One of the helmets shaken is instant death, no matter what you think.

The next cop also finds his chest extremely thin and impossible at a glance.

The third one has broken legs in a non-joint area and a pale face.

Hold hands and check the condition with [Visit].

"Little and white scales touching, little and white scales licking.

Put the white wings on the water and reveal the wounds.

"The Solution to Life"

Besides a broken femur, his gut was damaged and he was bleeding heavily in the abdominal cavity.

A defensive uniform cannot be cut with a regular scissor. Awellana carefully loosened her belt and turned up her uniform to keep the patient from moving as much as possible.

In the abdomen, where the muscles have developed reasonably well, subcutaneous bleeding spreads rapidly.

"Sword, lend it to me. Cut, stop the bleeding, apply directly to the gut"

I was fortunate to have no patient consciousness.

Awellana is a pharmacist (dull), and the main learned pedigree is the [Thinking Owl] school that makes medicine. I can't use [anesthesia] techniques from [flying owls] schools or [white wings] schools that require strong magic and advanced manipulation.

Receive the sword of the stripper, cage the magic and cut it into a single breath.

"Stay in your life."

Miotaki flows through the waters of the flowing bloodstream and into the closed. "

I stopped the bleeding, but there's blood all over the inside. Remove the blood covering the wound with [Drinking water] and receive the concentrated wound medicine offered by another hand.

I don't have time for disinfection. Take plenty of viscous green ointment on your fingers and apply it to the visceral wounds confirmed in [Visit].

"The sky at the time of the stars

Earlier in the day, when the wind stood on the wingspan of Sho without sound

"The power of medicine makes the disease pronounced"

One place at a time, surgery promotes the effects of magic drugs.

The sword of the Anti-Warcraft headquarters was not known what it had slashed before, but it was also scary to imagine any fungus or virus attached to it or any disease infected (depressed) with Awellana via the blood of a policeman.

... I'll have my medicine or [White One-Winged] curse doctor do something about the infection later.

To do this, you have to let them have their lives up to the hospital.

The third bottle was emptied after being applied to the area opened with the sword at the end.

Cruello gently offers a tray of bandages and such.

I taped the gauze to protect the wound, but if I tried to wrap the bandage around it, the wound could open, and I couldn't do more.

"Ask the [blue wing] and [white wing] curse doctor (jui) to treat the patient at the hospital as soon as possible so as not to move the patient."

"You can't?

"I'm a [thinking owl] school pharmacist. The injury is too big, only about first aid..."

That's it, now I realize where I am.

View the ranch over a cop's shoulder.

The giant spider in gray was stopping the movement.

The maxilla moves twitchy, but the [purple electric net] scatters a spark and devours it, engraving a burnt mark on the head and chest of the Warcraft.

The scaly spider, larger than Awellana's home, was crudely stripped of his abdominal scales and lay on the ranch.