The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

In that valley stained red with blood, Isabella and Lena trembled under the piercing swords, their lives about to fade away, but their hearts carried unfulfilled visions and important messages.

Isabena's mind kept replaying the image of her hometown. It was a quiet and peaceful little village where the villagers lived a simple life. However, the invasion of pirates and barbarians had left the land devastated. She joined the army and went to the battlefield to protect her hometown and let the villagers live a peaceful life again. But now, she was about to die here. How she wished someone could continue her unfinished work and drive those pirates and barbarians out of her hometown completely. In a weak voice, she said to Lena beside her: "You must... tell the villagers that I... I have always been fighting for them. And tell them... not to give up, because one day, the peace of the hometown will return to its former state."

Lena had her own concerns. Her brother was still young, and her parents were frail and sickly. She had always been the family's breadwinner, their support. On the battlefield, she fought tooth and nail just to earn more money and provide for her family. Now, knowing her end was near, she was filled with guilt and worry. She clutched Isabena's hand tightly, her voice trembling as she said, "Isabena, if... if you make it out alive, please help me take care of my family. Tell them I love them and that I'm proud to defend my country."

As time passed, their consciousness faded, but their unfinished visions and crucial messages became clearer. Isabena reflected on the promise she had made to her comrades to explore the mysterious forest together after the war, a promise she could no longer fulfill. Lena reflected on the fact that she had yet to teach her brother how to be a true man.

At the moment they were about to lose consciousness, time seemed to freeze. The surrounding pirates and barbarian masters saw this and thought the two women were dead, so they gradually relaxed their vigilance.

However, they never expected that Isabella and Lena were not really dead. At this critical moment, they relied on their tenacious will and strong self-healing ability to quietly mobilize the energy in their bodies.

Isabella's healing ability flowed like a spring through her injured body, nourishing every damaged cell, while Lena used her unique self-healing therapy to stimulate the body's self-repair mechanism and accelerate the healing of the wound.

Because they all possessed extraordinary self-healing abilities and superb healing techniques, their injuries recovered at an astonishing rate. The bloody wounds gradually healed, and the broken bones quietly reset.

At that moment, Viona's reinforcements arrived like a thunderbolt from heaven. Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Lena and Isabella leaped to their feet, striking with ghostly speed and instantly slaying a nearby enemy general.

Then, without hesitation, they rushed towards the direction of the reinforcements and successfully joined the main force. The injured female soldiers also received their treatment and assistance immediately.

Under the careful care of Isabella and Lena, most of the female soldiers quickly regained consciousness. Their complexions gradually regained their rosy complexion, and their originally weak breathing became steady.

However, two other female soldiers were in more serious condition. One of them, Alice, was about twelve years old. She was beautiful, with long, lustrous golden hair cascading down her shoulders. Her skin was as white as snow, delicate as porcelain, and beneath her long lashes, a pair of deep, star-like eyes shone. Her eyes were a deep blue, like two brilliant gemstones, radiating a resolute and spirited aura. At this moment, Alice's throat was severely injured. A deep wound pierced her throat, and blood gushed out continuously, making it difficult for her to breathe. Every breath was accompanied by a painful groan.

Another female soldier suffered a fatal blow to the lower abdomen, her intestines spilled out, and she was in critical condition.

The soldier's name was Sophia, and she was about the same age as Alice. Her golden curls cascaded down her shoulders, each strand gleaming with a dazzling light, as if sunlight were shining on her hair. Her face was sharply defined, with a high nose bridge and lips slightly raised, revealing a sense of strength and indomitable will.

Her skin was as white as snow, delicate as silk, and smooth as porcelain. Yet, her face was now as pale as paper, devoid of color, as if drained of all life, like a lifeless zombie. Her lower abdomen had been ruthlessly pierced by two longswords, her intestines gushing out of the wound, a horrifying sight. Blood stained the ground beneath her, forming a horrifying pool.

Sophia's eyes were tightly closed, as if she were asleep in endless darkness. Her breathing became weak and unstable, as if it could stop at any moment. Her once vibrant blue lipstick had lost its luster, now a pale color from blood loss. Against her pale face, her life seemed as fragile as a candle in the wind.

The reason these two female soldiers had been able to hold out until this point was entirely because they were both three-star Paladins, warriors at the peak of the Earth Realm. Their strength was truly exceptional among the other soldiers, and their own power was immense. Despite suffering heavy losses at the hands of the enemy's masters, they persevered with their own strength and profound cultivation, refusing to give up easily.

Finally, after a long wait, Isabena and Lena appeared before them like angels. These two women, who also possessed powerful healing abilities, did not hesitate at all and immediately exerted their healing powers with all their might, hoping to pull the two sisters back from the brink of death.

Isabena and Lena's hands radiated a gentle glow, like warm sunlight showering down upon Sophia and Alice. Their healing powers continuously flowed into the wounded, repairing damaged organs and tissues and relieving the excruciating pain. However, the two female soldiers' injuries were too severe. Sweat began to form on Isabena and Lena's foreheads, but they didn't stop, remaining fully focused on their healing techniques.