Elf Dark Insect Master

Under the moonlight, in the forest, you can see it falling on the ground, with several holes in its wings. This is the masterpiece of the giant needle bee.

The thorn did not completely incapacitate the toucan. It was just temporarily unable to fly into the sky.

The giant needle bee faithfully obeyed its master's orders and flew away immediately after piercing its wings. However, the forest was not its back garden with the sycamore tree.

Dajia was able to track them all the way by the smell of the blood dripping from these two injured big-billed birds, let alone other elves.

Near the Big-billed Bird, several Rattas and Gugu had fallen to the ground. Their skin was an unnatural purple-black color, and their bodies emitted an irritating smell of protein fermentation in a short period of time. These elves were dead. Very miserable.

From the wounds and holes on their bodies, it can be seen that they are greedy ghosts that the giant sting wasp killed before leaving.

The lucky ones only dared to come up to pick up the bargains after the giant needle bees left. Now they are gnawing around the big-billed birds.

Although the toucan frantically swooped at them with its wings, pecked them with its long pointed beak, and used its powerful claws to kick and catch them, several Ladas kept changing positions flexibly, and were in its defensive blind spots. When he got the chance, he took a big bite of flesh and blood.

At this moment, the big-billed bird already had more than a dozen bloody wounds on its body. Its movements were as slow as an old man's, and its breath seemed to be coming in and out. It was difficult for it to last another minute.

Keng Keng

At this time, there was almost no need for the trainer to speak. Just by tapping his fingers on his head three times, Da Jia almost understood it.

It quite enjoyed this tacit understanding, and while controlling the two big horns on its head to collide with each other to make a loud sound, it walked towards these Rattas.

Dajia's behavior is equivalent to the roaring of canine elves such as Kati Dog and Delubi. It is a way of showing off one's strength to intimidate the enemy.

Several Rattas immediately stopped attacking the dying Big-billed Bird and turned to expose their sharp front teeth towards Dajia.

They all shouted together, running to the left and right respectively, surrounding Dajia and rushing towards him.

Moreover, another one suddenly accelerated from the left, bypassing Dajia and pounced directly on Wutong.

This Ratta is almost as tall as Wutong's waist. If he were to be let down on him, half of his face would be eaten away by the rat elf's front teeth.

Da Jia was immediately at a loss. If he tried to stop the Rat that attacked his trainer, the Rats that were spared by it might kill his trainer in a blink of an eye. It seemed that no matter what, He can't even save his trainer.

But despite being in this almost desperate situation, for some reason, Da Jia still felt that he, the trainer he had been with for a few days, would not be killed so easily.

Wutong's hands were shaking, and his heartbeat accelerated to a violent frequency of more than 100 in a very short period of time. His eyes were extremely focused on the approaching Lada.

If he were normal, he would definitely not put himself in such danger, and he would never let the giant needle bee roam around in the forest while it was far away from him.

But there was something unusual about him tonight.

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It's now

When Lada was close to within two meters, its hind legs pressed down further than before, and then jumped up naturally. Its small claws reached forward, and it had a mouth with a pair of incisors that could crush rocks. Opening it wide with force, it imagined that it would be able to bite a mouth full of fresh flesh and blood in the next second.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely unexpected scene happened

In the reflection of Wutong's pupils, which were almost enlarged to the edges of his eyes, this Rat's mouth was completely blocked by a precisely thrown Poké Ball. The strong Poké Ball made of special materials also cracked almost instantly, and at the same time, A rainbow of energy released by elves from the ball shines through the cracks.

boom

The chaotic energy exploded directly in Lada's mouth. Half of its brain was blown into pieces by the explosive energy, revealing the red and white things in the shattered skull, as well as the blood that directly penetrated deep into the throat and esophagus. Poke ball fragments.

As for the elves that were supposed to be released normally, a Vulpix figure appeared in the air at this time. After being hit by the explosive air wave, it seemed to have been punched hard and fell directly to the ground.

"Stimulate"

Wutong, who had narrowly escaped death, softly uttered two words, and breathed out white air almost visible to the naked eye through his nostrils in the dark night.

He is also wearing a mask, and his heavy breathing can make people feel the strong excitement after his adventure through the mask.

Lada and Dajia, who had just mixed together on the other side and were preparing for a fierce battle, were stunned by the explosion.

Wutong looked at the Rattas and was stunned, so he kicked most of the Rattas' corpses that had fallen at his feet, causing it to roll towards the Rattas.

"You guys are quite heavy."

Watching the corpses of his own kind tumbling for several meters, and the filth left behind along the way, an indescribable feeling rose from the soles of the other Lada's feet, as if a hand had squeezed their hearts so hard that they were almost leaking. One shot was so frightening.

creak creak

After being dazed, they came back to their senses, and immediately let out cries of fear. They gave up on the armor in front of them, turned around and ran away.

Wutong walked to the languid Vulpix and took out a piece of cloth to wipe away some of the mud and blood. A strange tenderness appeared on his face. He picked up Vulpix, stroked it gently and said softly: " You are also my trump card."

This sentence was closer to talking to himself. Wutong's movements and eyes when stroking Vulpix didn't seem like he was stroking it, but more like he was gently stroking someone in his memory.

Putting the Vulpix back into a new Poke Ball, Wutong walked towards the dying Toucan, and at the same time took out the first aid suitcase from the space backpack.

On the way, when he casually passed by Dajia, the originally loyal stag beetle elf felt that the night wind around him was particularly cold, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Don't worry, everything is under control, isn't it?"

Wutong's demeanor had completely calmed down at this time, and he opened the silver-white first aid box neatly and neatly, and took out tweezers, scissors, cotton, hemostatic tampons, tape, etc. in an orderly manner, all kinds of first aid. Props.

Even in the elf center, in fact, the treatment of elves in the elf world is as simple as feeding them a few wounds. Elves that are seriously injured and dying must be treated and cared for by professional doctors and medical staff before they can be successfully treated. Out of danger of death.

As for those trainers who poured advanced wound medicine into seriously injured elves and then took them back into the elf balls, it was only equivalent to greatly slowing down the deterioration of the elf's injuries. In the end, they still had to be sent to the elf center for professional medical treatment, otherwise the elf's own self-healing ability would be left to its own devices. , then we can only really leave it to fate.

Because even in the game, Wutong knows that wound medicine is not a panacea. Poisoning, burning, and other conditions that continue to lose blood cannot be recovered by just taking wound medicine, and targeted treatment is required. Just fine.

Wutong had at least taken several first aid classes seriously when he was in college. In addition to spending most of his free time in the laboratory on practicing the precise pitching skills just now, he also seriously reviewed the review. After learning about first aid treatment, it will naturally come in handy at this time.

The big-billed bird felt a lot of pain. Even though it was given paralysis medicine in advance, when the disinfectant medicine was used to clean the wound, it still felt the remaining pain that could not completely paralyze the nerves. It made its body twitch, giving Wutong its name. The non-professional doctor caused some operational interference. Fortunately, he was attentive and conscientious enough and basically disinfected its important wounds, cut off nearby feathers to avoid wound infection, and then sprinkled metal powder on the wounds. powder to treat trauma and accelerate the healing of flesh and blood, and finally put a hemostatic tampon with tape to complete the first aid.

At this time, the big-billed bird was still dying, and its weak breath had actually stabilized. It seemed to understand that it was finally safe and saved.

"It's okay, have a good rest."

The human who had tortured it severely before put its long head and neck on his lap as a pillow. It recalled the severe pain of almost being dismembered just now and the fear of death. Faced with the present In a safe situation, the gentle voice made the toucan feel at ease, and the gratitude and dependence on this human being grew crazily in his heart.

The Toucan was too tired and fell into a deep sleep, so Wutong took it back into the Poké Ball and let it recover slowly.