In the free wizarding world, gun battles happen every day

During this period of time, Iron Dog also knew that Weston's talent for flesh and blood regeneration was very powerful. These wounds looked terrible, but to Weston, they were really just flesh wounds.

It's just that the speed at which the Cerberus toxin was removed from Weston's body was far lower than Iron Dog expected.

Iron Dog naturally didn't know that Weston's newly unlocked skill tree debuff resistance skill was exactly the nemesis of this kind of persistent negative state. ·

If Weston's debuff resistance skill points were full, Weston's wounds would be almost healed by now.

Iron Dog didn't say anything more, and came over to put a bandage on Weston's wound.

Weston's body, that is, the burn on his back that was affected by the hellhound toxin, still needs to be bandaged.

The other minor wounds have almost healed.

Even the shrapnel puncture wound on his thigh has been sealed.

With the help of Iron Dog, Weston wrapped and bandaged the wound on his back with a therapeutic bandage, then took a combat vest handed over by Iron Dog and put it on.

Weston's clothes had long been burned to ashes by the breath of hellfire.

However, with Iron Dog, a veteran with rich combat experience, all kinds of supplies are fully prepared.

Even a change of clothes is prepared.

It's a pity that Weston's body type can only fit this loose combat vest, and other clothes are too small to wear.

When Weston was ready, Iron Dog called the mechanical dog Snow Wolf over.

"Weidong, I will ask Snow Wolf to cover you later. You must be careful. If it doesn't work, give up the action. Don't get yourself involved."

Weston turned back and smiled at the iron dog who was worried about him, and said.

"Don't worry, I know what's appropriate. You'd better be prepared to take care of the blacksmith, he's probably seriously injured."

In the center of the battlefield, the high-temperature flames of the flamethrower finally disappeared.

Behind the willow tree that was burned into black dead wood, the smoke of Miaomiao's barbecue was rising from the still dark armor.

However, even so, the blacksmith still stood up tenaciously with the heavy fiber halberd and stood in front of the mechanical three-headed dog.

These powerful skills are very powerful, but they also consume a lot of money on the mechanical three-headed dog.

After each skill ends, the mechanical three-headed dog must remain frozen for a moment to recover its spiritual power, and the body of the demon machine must also deform and recover.

The blacksmith who stood up with a heavy fiber halberd also took the time to drink a bottle of healing witchcraft potion up his neck.

Weston has the iron-blooded warrior to restore his blood, and he only needs to consume food to recover his body.

But blacksmiths and other ordinary combat wizards need professional healing witchcraft potions to regain their health.

Compared with nutrient solutions and food, healing potions are much more expensive.

Only the blacksmith, the main T position, carries healing potions with him.

Other treatment potions should be distributed according to the battlefield situation on the iron dog.

Weston grasped the mechanical three-headed dog's stiffness for a moment, returned to the battlefield and lurked on the garbage mountain next to the mechanical three-headed dog.

However, the mechanical three-headed dog's stiffness ended quickly, and Weston had no chance to sneak closer.

Just when Weston was holding the gun and considering whether to shoot and charge forward at the same time.

Iron Dog's mechanical dog Snow Wolf ran out with a bottle of healing potion in its mouth and delivered it to the blacksmith.

After the blacksmith took the healing potion from the mouth of the mechanical dog Snow Wolf, he immediately drank it again.

Even with the help of the fire-resistant witchcraft potion, he was still seriously injured by the flames sprayed just now.

A bottle of healing potion is far from being able to restore him to his condition.

After delivering the potion, the mechanical dog Snow Wolf deliberately waved in front of the three-headed mechanical dog before turning around and running in the direction of the fortifications.

The mechanical three-headed dog has long been resentful of this mechanical dog that has repeatedly ruined his good deeds.

Seeing that his severely injured target was saved by the mechanical dog's medicine, he abandoned the blacksmith and rushed towards the mechanical dog Snow Wolf.

The three-headed mechanical dog, which is several times taller than the mechanical dog Snow Wolf, runs very fast, and the distance between the two is quickly shortened.

Even if the snow wolf relies on its size advantage and turns flexibly to try to get rid of the pursuit of the mechanical three-headed dog, it still cannot prevent the fact that the distance is getting closer.

However, under the command of Iron Dog, Snow Wolf kept turning and escaping, and its route gradually moved closer to the garbage mountain lurking in Weston.

Naturally, Weston immediately understood what Iron Dog meant. He adjusted his body in the garbage pile and was ready to attack.

When Snow Wolf ran past Weston, the menacing mechanical three-headed dog came to Weston.

The snow wolf in front turned again and fled to the side of the mechanical three-headed dog.

Only this time, there seemed to be something wrong with the Snow Wolf's steering angle, and it entered the hunting range of the mechanical three-headed dog.

How could the three-headed mechanical dog, which was so angry as the snow wolf kept running away, let go of this good opportunity?

The mechanical dog head on the left and the flesh-and-blood dog head in the middle attacked from both sides and bit the snow wolf.

Just when the three-headed mechanical dog slowed down its probe and bit it, Weston jumped out of the garbage mountain.

In the perfect opportunity created by Iron Dog, Weston jumped on the back of the mechanical three-headed dog.

Riding on the front half of the flesh-and-blood body of the mechanical three-headed dog, Weston clamped his legs around the neck of the flesh-and-blood dog's head as if riding a horse, and grabbed the mechanical tentacle deeply inserted into the back of the flesh-and-blood dog's head with both hands, and squeezed and pulled.

The mechanical tentacle was like a python, twisting in Weston's hand, trying to escape Weston's grasp.

However, Weston's current strength has been upgraded seven times, and his skills have strengthened his body. It is difficult to resist the mechanical three-headed dog with strength.

But dealing with this mechanical tentacle is still easy and easy.

When Weston clamped the twisting mechanical tentacles hard and pulled the mechanical tentacles out of the dog's head little by little, the three-headed mechanical dog finally realized that he had been fooled.

When the two dog heads worked together to bite the mechanical dog Snow Wolf, the mechanical dog head on the right turned around and bit Weston's head.

Weston raised his hands and used his mechanical tentacles to resist the bite of the mechanical dog's head.

The mechanical dog head also knew that the thing in its mouth was not an enemy, but an important part of itself. It did not dare to bite hard, so it could only retract the dog head and bite Weston's calf again.

Weston did not choose to avoid the bite of the mechanical dog's head, but squeezed and pulled the mechanical tentacles in his hands.

When the mechanical dog's head bit Weston's calf, Weston finally pulled out the mechanical tentacles from the dog's head.

The mechanical dog head was very powerful. It held Weston's calf in its mouth and directly pulled Weston off the back of the mechanical three-headed dog.

The three heads of the mechanical three-headed dog, holding Snow Wolf and Weston in their mouths, seemed to have become the winner of this war.

At this time, the mechanical puppet XO stood up from the fortification, looked at the scarred flesh and blood body in the middle of the huge mechanical three-headed dog, and let out a sad cry.

"Man, my child..."