Lord of the people, I became the Skeleton King

Mr. Voltaire, the usually calm and calm mayor of the dwarf town, now had veins popping up on his forehead. He couldn't bear the guy who spit out the sap on his face, and roared angrily: "Boy, you translate for me, what, Damn Alibaba energy! You translate for me, you, why are you unclean!"

At this time, the little squirrel woke up leisurely, looked around, and saw people he didn't know, until it saw the bamboo awns, narrowed its eyes, and narrowed its mouth, "Bah!" A lychee core fell out of his mouth. It shot out and shot directly at Zhumang's forehead, making a "boom!" sound.

Appraisal completed, hollow.

The little squirrel raised its fist and protested loudly to the bamboo awn, "Squeak!" (Day you!)
Sitting aside, He Gu watched this absurd scene. The young and precocious Longcheng held his butt resentfully, the mature and stable Voltaire yelled and cursed loudly, and the innocent and cute little squirrel raised his fist in protest. All the characters were misplaced. You Zhumang played steadily as always...

He Gu couldn't help but hold his forehead with a headache. When did the team he led become this style of painting?This is different from the cold and cruel race he imagined, how could it be so crooked!

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Zhumang, Longcheng, and Voltaire surrounded He Gu in a triangular formation and walked deep into the territory, keeping the maximum distance between them.

At this time, the little squirrel was held in the air by the bamboo awn, struggling and shaking from side to side, and kept poking its mouth. Suddenly, "he~ bah!" The little squirrel turned around and faced the bamboo awn. A lychee stone hit Zhumang's forehead again.

Zhumang was furious, "Where the hell did you get so many lychee cores!"

The little squirrel turned a deaf ear to it and dangled in the air with a leisurely expression.

"Boss, what should this kid do!" Zhumang looked at He Gu with a help-seeking expression.

He Gu said: "The hand that binds the skeleton is already full, and there is no room for one of them. If you bring it back, you can handle it yourself."

It made Xiaolongcheng and Voltaire secretly happy.

After walking in the old place for a while, He Gu and his group met the group of disabled skeletons who were living in the old place.

Voltaire's eyes lit up, and he asked quickly, "My lord, what are these?"

He Gu looked in the direction of Voltaire's finger, "Oh, these are the disabled skeleton soldiers who charged for me. I put them in their old place for retirement."

"My lord, I wonder if you have collected their stumps and arms. If the limbs are intact, my healing spell can heal them."

Just now He Gu said that Voltaire was shocked by destroying the second-order crystal, but now it was He Gu's turn to be shocked. He thought that Voltaire was treating trauma, but he didn't expect him to be able to treat this.

In fact, although Voltaire couldn't regenerate the severed limbs, as long as the severed limbs are still alive, they can connect the severed limbs to the body. Voltaire's healing spell can make the broken limbs Nerves and blood vessels are reconnected together.

In modern medicine, the difficulty in reconnecting severed limbs is that there are too many nerves, and it is difficult to effectively connect them one by one. However, Voltaire used magic power to endow the nerves and blood vessels with the spirituality of self-seeking, and they will recover in a relatively short period of time. Find the corresponding nerve or blood vessel inside, and then connect it.

If the treatment is timely, it will be the same as the original one without any loss of function.

But if the treatment is not timely and the activity of the severed limb disappears, Voltaire will be helpless.

It stands to reason that these ashes skeletons have had their limbs broken for several days, and they have lost the chance to be rescued.But Voltaire immediately knew at a glance that the bodies of these skeletons had a fart activity!

It was originally a lifeless skeleton body, supported by a wonderful force. As long as there are suitable limbs, Voltaire can heal him in minutes!

Coincidentally, He Gu just has the habit of cleaning the battlefield. After all, he has the skeleton space, so why the relatively complete skeleton torsos, heads, and limbs on the battlefield are all stored in the skeleton space.

With a wave of He Gu's hand, there are many complete skeleton arms and skeleton legs.

Along with the severed limbs, there were 31 crawling skeletons.

The more He Gu used it, the more he felt that these crawling skeletons were more useful. They were flexible in their hands and feet, and worked very quickly. At this time, He Gu gave an order, and all the crawling skeletons swarmed up, and the 31 gray bone skeletons were fixed in a snap.

Voltaire raised the staff in his hand high, mobilizing the magic power of his whole body.

AoE treatment is no better than individual treatment. This kind of magic puts forward higher requirements for the caster. Even Voltaire needs to adjust the magic power in the group five seconds in advance when using this kind of magic.

"Alibaba energy, woo Karaka, healing spell!" Voltaire chanted loudly, and 31 green rays of light covered all the skeletons with gray bones. After the rays of light dissipated, 31 complete skeletons appeared in front of He Gu.

He Gu almost shed tears of emotion, "Everyone, it's not that I want you to return to the battlefield, it's that you are now healthy again!"

A group of skeletons: ... please take away these dirty hands and feet!
Xiaolongcheng asked Voltaire curiously: "Uncle, do you use this spell in all your magic? That's more messy than our little fairy!"

"Hehe," Voltaire smiled kindly, facing Little Dragon City, he showed friendliness, "My child, the spell is not important, it's just a greeting to the free magic power between heaven and earth, just like us It’s like saying hello first, and then started talking about business.”

"The difference in magic is an internal difference, which is reflected in the different transmission processes of many magic powers in the body."

"Each conduction process corresponds to a kind of magic spell. The more similar the conduction process is, the closer the effect of the released spell will be. The greater the difference in the conduction process, the greater the difference between the casted spells."

Voltaire patiently spread the magic knowledge of this world to Xiaolongcheng, and Xiaolongcheng's eyes kept shining when he heard it. Magic is a kind of power he yearned for since he was a child.

He has never longed for the physical power of holding the sun, the moon, and picking up the stars. He doesn't care about what can destroy mountains with one sword and fill the sea with one punch. What he wants is to talk to the elemental spirits dancing between the sky and the earth. He longs for their favor and love. help.

That's why he's crazy about insects.

In the real world, there is no magic and no elemental elves. He pinned his expectations for magic on the elves of nature, and thus fell in love with insects.

Xiaolongcheng ran to Voltaire's side and looked at him expectantly: "Uncle, can you teach me magic?"

"Son, of course I can teach you, but is my magic what you want? I'm a healer."

"What does that matter, I can learn all of them! I will learn healing magic from you first, and then I will learn attack magic. I will learn fire magic, thunder magic, oh yes, and ice magic!" Xiaolongcheng excited He said that at this time, he was like a child.

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