This is My Holy Grail Battle

"Fire?" Wuming didn't understand.

"A ball of fire that makes you, a moth, willingly jump into it, but can't even spit out your bones!" Naska warned sharply: "Grandpa said that there are filth hidden everywhere in this world. If you want to uproot the world the dark side, you must use..."

"Holy Grail." Wuming rushed to answer.

"Yeah, that's right." Naska looked up and down Wuming's body, "You obviously have a brain, why don't you take it with you when you act?" As if she didn't understand, she rested her chin in thought.

"I can't see life passing in front of me, they're okay... hiss!" Wuming wanted to get up while answering, but the pain pushed him down the next moment.

"This hand of yours may be useless. It is easier to find a way to change it than to cure it. I can only guarantee that you will not die for the time being."

Looking up, the girl's clear cheeks were reflected in Wuming's eyes.Because of the loss of the butterfly hairpin, a few strands of long hair hung on Wuming's body.At such a close distance, Wuming could even smell the warm body fragrance of the other party.

The butterfly on the shoulder was spinning silk non-stop, and a small familiar erupted with strong power. It could not only produce silk thread in its body, but also it was endless.Nastia took the silk thread and bandaged Wuming's wound with some unfamiliarity.Although the other party tried his best to hide his panic, Wuming still saw the sweat left on her forehead.

I was afraid that the wound would not be packed tightly enough, and I was afraid of causing secondary injuries.Be careful, she looks like a newly promoted nurse, with a pretty face like an angel in white.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't believe that there would be magicians risking their lives to save people." Naska looked surprised, "They would just die."

"You can say whatever you want," Wuming replied, "I have never been to the Clock Tower, but every magician I have seen has its own story."

"You should buy lottery tickets instead of wandering around." What Naska thought was rare, Wuming thought it was very common.

"Here, it's done." Naska handed the butterfly directly to Wuming, and said at the same time: "Zoya."

"What?" he asked.

"The name of the butterfly, it will help clean your wound." Naska asked in a bad voice, "What should I do next? The effect of the suggestion will disappear sooner or later, and the nearby firefighters will also come. Next , it’s no longer our business.”

"Contact the local administrator." Wuming replied quickly, "Get in touch with the Church of the Holy Church as quickly as possible." He has a lot of experience in handling funeral affairs, "Of course try not to contact the church personnel directly, but use Demons or other ways to send messages, otherwise you may be attacked by the church..."

"Don't you regret it?" Naska tilted her head, looking at Wuming who was talking endlessly.

"Regret what?"

"This." Naska pointed to Wuming's injured half body.Although it has been wrapped layer by layer with white silk threads, the blood stains left on the black down jacket cannot be eliminated.

Red and black fused together to form a strange crimson cloth.I don't know if the blood is too thick or the clothes are too dark.The dress looked ghastly in the morning light.

Wuming shook his head and said, "I know what it means to save them, and I know what the price will be, but I can't do simple calculations like life as a number."

He then touched his broken right arm, as long as he moved a little more, he would immediately feel the piercing pain.He knew what Nastya said was true, and it might take a long time to heal this arm.

With two hands, he can skillfully use magic to paralyze a person's body, and then quickly perform temporary surgery.Whether it is the curse on the mysterious side, or the general internal and external injuries, he can quickly heal.But if there is only one hand, many manipulations cannot be performed.Especially when it is necessary to use auxiliary tools for surgery, the difference is a thousand miles away.

Is it really worth making such a huge sacrifice just to save two people?Wuming is actually asking in his heart.

"The price is indeed a bit high, I should have saved more people." Wuming replied a little dull.

"What I mean is, you haven't thought about yourself?" Nastia said directly, "You seem to be living for others all the time."

Wuming didn't listen to it at all, but began to carefully weigh the gains and losses.If he hadn't saved these two people, more people would have been saved in the future.But now that Wuming has lost the support of an arm, more people will surely die as a result.

"Am I killing people?" Wuming spit out these words blankly, and the girl who was facing him immediately said: "Take back what I said before, your spirit is not normal." After she finished speaking, she sighed , "Just like my grandfather, he looks perfectly fine on the outside, but he is always talking about it."

"Perhaps?" Wuming Youyou stood up, his body shaking a little.And at this moment, a black shadow broke through the wall of the collapsed building!

The splattered concrete walls flew along with the bent steel bars, and Wushang covered his head with his hands and almost fell down.In desperation, he caught a glimpse of the black shadow running towards the bank of the North River.

"It's him!" Wuming and Nastia looked at each other, and he knew that this black figure must be inseparable from the fire.

"I'm going to kill that bastard!" Naska said viciously after reacting from the blast on the wall.She was covered in ashes from the storm of dust.

"Let's go, berserker!" As soon as the voice fell, Wuming saw her back disappear into the jungle made of reinforced concrete.

"Wait a minute, there might be..." Wuming didn't say the word danger.The black shadow ran too fast, and the girl chased too fast.Now only Wuming is left alone, sitting alone among the dilapidated ruins.

Neither the wound nor the way he treated it is suitable for contact with outsiders. Although it is a bit dangerous to live alone, he still sits quietly.Wuming planned to wait for his physical strength to recover a little bit before setting off on the road and wandering again.

The surrounding air was very high, making Wuming feel sweaty, but the wound that had been bandaged made him unable to take off his clothes easily, so he had no choice but to give up.Not only that, he felt that the air was full of particles, and he couldn't stop coughing after inhaling them.Everything is not going well, and I don't know how long it will take to recover.

"Hello, confused traveler."

Wuming turned his head abruptly, only to find a dragonfly peeping at him all the time.This is a familiar similar to 'Zoya', but the owner is definitely not Nastia.

"Who are you?!" Wuming asked vigilantly.

"Don't get excited, the old man is just a dying old bone." The voice from the dragonfly was a little sad, even a little desolate.It seems to be a lonely confession of an old man.

Of course, this kind of speech couldn't dispel Wuming's vigilance, and the other party went on to say: "It's pretty pleasant to get along with the old man's granddaughter, right?"

"She is very nice." Wuming replied.

"Of course, the old man's granddaughter is the cutest Lord Ji Jun in the world." This speech was full of spoiling.

"What do you want me for?" Wuming asked directly: "I don't have anything worth your attention, not even the most basic engraving."

"Of course you don't have it, but you don't necessarily have it in the future." The dragonfly slowly approached Wuming, and hovered less than one meter in midair. The voice from it made Wuming hear clearly. "You've been saving people, haven't you?"

He was just eavesdropping!

"Yes, that's right."

"That's right, but have you thought about one thing?" The voice from Dragonfly became visibly serious. "There is always a limit to what one person can do. Even if you sacrifice your right hand, you can only save two people. And it will greatly reduce your efficiency in saving people. You know this very well."

"Your granddaughter said that you want to use the power of the Holy Grail to pull out all the filth in the world."

"Yeah, that little girl, really. I just forgot my grandpa when I saw outsiders, really..." He was obviously complaining, but his words were full of joy.