The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

The green magic completely covered the wound, and everyone stared at it intently.

The wound finally showed some changes under their expectant gaze. The blood stopped oozing and the wound began to shrink gradually.

However, when it was reduced to half its size, the recovery progress stopped.

Sang Mo looked at the black color still remaining on the edge of the wound, and his expression turned unhappy.

"There's a special force in his wound that's preventing it from healing and is even worsening the injury."

He looked at the legion commander, "Is this the first time this has happened today?"

The legion commander nodded.

Recalling the differences between today's battle and those of the past, there didn't seem to be much. The enemy had only deployed an extra team, pitch black, advancing like a ghost...

That cavalry unit was small in number, and they hadn't achieved any remarkable feats in the battle, so everyone had overlooked them at the time. But now that I think about it, the wounded here were mostly their doing.

Jiang Liujing squatted down and gently brushed the surface of the wound with his fingers. He seemed to have thought of something, and his expression gradually became confused and incredible.

He didn't say anything, but just turned around and looked at Chi. With just one look, Chi understood what he meant.

"You think, like?"

Jiang Liujing nodded.

In his memory, the lives that were first parasitized by the "Apostle of Disaster" would also show similar signs on their wounds, so no matter whether they killed others or were killed by others, they would always die very quickly.

But the rifts in the abyss have been closed for thousands of years, so how could a new "Apostle of Disaster" be born?

The confusion cannot be answered, but people still need to be saved first.

Jiang Liujing told the legion commander his wish to find an uninhabited area. The legion commander looked at him deeply, as if he had sensed some secret.

But he didn't say much, and quickly cleared the area.

Soon, only the unconscious Vita and a few others who knew Jiang Liujing's identity were left in the room.

"Let's go out too." Chu Zhou said.

He has always been very sensible in doing things, and he pays attention to giving close friends their own space, especially now when Jiang Liujing seems to be about to do something that is inconvenient for others to know.

Jiang Liujing said, "No, you stay."

There was no fluctuation in his tone, but the trust conveyed in his words made several people who were about to turn around and leave stop in their tracks.

Chu Zhou tightened and loosened his grip on the doorknob, his expression a bit complicated: "Aren't you afraid that one of us might betray you one day like that Pope?"

He asked himself, after having such a memory, he might not trust anyone anymore.

The trauma of betrayal, especially betrayal by someone important, is very difficult to heal.

For example, Chu Zhou's heart still ached when he thought about the person he had trusted for many years but was thinking about sacrificing his mother and family.

Jiang Liujing said without hesitation: "You won't."

"Also, there is something I need you to help me confirm."

A smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and then he raised his hand decisively. The magic power instantly broke through the white fingertips, and in front of everyone's eyes, a drop of bright red blood oozed out.

It looked no different from an ordinary person, but after leaving Jiang Liujing's body, the surface of the blood was suddenly coated with a light golden color.

Chi's eyes changed.

He knew Jiang Liujing's body very well, so he was also very clear that until during the competition, Jiang Liujing's blood was just a normal red.

So this change can only have happened recently.

The mutated blood dripped into the wound, and soon, a hissing sound suddenly emerged from the surface of the wound that had been unable to heal no matter what.

A large amount of thick black gas suddenly rushed out, Chi's eyes became fierce, and flames swept up in an instant, burning the black gas clean.

After the black energy disappeared, the skin around the wound returned to normal. Jiang Liujing turned to look at Sang Mo, who understood and released his healing magic again. This time, the wound healed easily under the wood magic.

"Xiao Jing, your blood..." Mo Ya looked at him with a complicated expression.

Jiang Liujing said: "This is what I want to tell you."

He sighed, "I feel like my body has changed a little since I woke up."

Perhaps in order to accommodate the sudden increase in strength, his body was transformed over the course of two years.

Jiang Liujing even had a vague feeling that every part of his body could be removed individually to exert strange effects.

Simply put, he became a... well, a cure-all.

Jiang Liujing actually suspected that the extra golden color in his blood was a manifestation of divine power. But where did it come from?

He had a vague suspicion in his mind that what Cyrus fed him might be some of the blood he had once obtained.

Memories and strength always return to oneself fastest and with the least loss.

"It's a good thing that your blood is effective in treating these wounds, but it's impossible to use your blood to treat every person injured like this." Sang Mo said with a frown.

They were not generous people and were not willing to see Jiang Liujing hurt himself to save others. It could even be said that they were very unwilling to do so.

Xing Yue and Chi, who were standing by, had already looked a little gloomy. After hearing what Sang Mo said, they nodded in unison.

Chi stared at Jiang Liujing even more closely and spoke in a low voice: "Miaomiao."

It was just two words, but Jiang Liujing seemed to hear a strong warning.

The stress reaction from years of discipline made Jiang Liujing stand up straight and raise his hands in surrender to Chi at the speed of light.

He glanced around at the crowd again, noticing the more or less serious or disapproving expressions on their faces. He suddenly chuckled and said helplessly, "Am I such a bad and kind person in your eyes?"

Everyone was silent for a while.

Jiang Liujing was shocked: "What's your reaction?"

Mo Ya coughed awkwardly, and the others looked at the sky, the floor, and some at the ground.

Chu Zhou raised his hand and then put it down again, frowning as if he was considering his words: "Of course, we all know you are not that kind of person."

In fact, anyone who has seen Jiang Liujing calmly kill a canyon player would never associate him with the word "kindness".

"But you've always been very... driven to win. If this situation jeopardizes the final outcome, I don't think you'll stand by and watch."

Jiang Liujing: "..."

He was silent for a while, and actually had to admit that what Chu Zhou said made some sense.

His self-preservation is based on the fact that he will win.

Taking a risk for victory is not something that Jiang Liujing cannot accept.