The Devil's Escape Diary

"This is not a matter of magic power." Crotia said: "The spiritual core of the banshee is a unique thing. Although it looks similar, everyone is different. Their function is to maintain the spiritual body. Master Carlisle It only temporarily suppressed her body's rout, but after all, this power was not her own. It was OK at first, and it would be rejected after a few uses."

Seuss was stunned: "But... Didn't Carlisle say that there is a power in her body that has been helping her?"

"His Royal Highness." Carlisle was silent for a moment, and then said: "Only the guy who takes away the spiritual core can simulate a new spiritual core. Do you... understand what I mean?"

Seuss was taken aback: "You mean..."

Carlisle nodded.

Seuss clenched his fists: "So, what use is the banshee's spiritual core!"

Crotia did not say directly, but reminded: "The relatively long-lived family of banshees, even ordinary people, can live three or four hundred years old without a problem. This is due to their semi-spiritual body."

Carlisle added: "Life span is the pursuit of many people who have no talent to become a sanctuary, especially those who are not short of money."

Husse understood all of a sudden.

"Can you save it?" Seuss asked.

"Two ways." Carlisle said: "First, find the guy who made the spiritual core, and let him make a new one. As for who that person is." Carlisle looked at the banshee: "Maybe she doesn't know."

"Aren't you the same as not saying?"

Crotia added: "Perhaps it is not so hard to find. The production of spiritual cores is not something that anyone can complete, or... the production of spiritual cores is simply impossible. And this world wants to make it impossible. There is only one way to make it possible."

Carlisle's eyes lit up: "Sanctuary!"

Crotia nodded: "After awakening the sanctuary, the strange abilities acquired by each sanctuary can make things that don't exist exist."

Seuss looked at Crotia and asked in confusion: "How do you know so clearly?"

Crotia shook her head, with a sorrowful smile on her face: "It's not why I know it so clearly. Any long-lived race on the road knows this. Banshee... isn't the only object. This is the ancestors. Knowledge passed down by flesh and blood"

"Sorry." Seuss instantly understood that he was talking about people's pain.

"It doesn't matter." Crotia said indifferently: "It's just history."

"So we are looking for a sanctuary? A sanctuary that can make spiritual cores?" Hugh grinned, "Oh day! Where can I find it? Should I post a recruitment? The sanctuary for making spiritual cores? The price is negotiable?"

Everyone knew that this method was unreliable. Before they could speak, Hughes spoke up himself.

"But.... This has greatly reduced the scope. This is a cure." Seuss looked at Carlisle and Crotia: "Are there other ways?"

"Yes." Carlisle said: "Inject with an elemental force that will never repel, but this is almost impossible. The elements in the air need to be absorbed by the banshee, and her elemental powers are all with her own. The breath will repel the body of the banshee. So..."

Seuss eyes lit up suddenly: "That is to say, the unowned elemental power will do?"

Claire nodded.

"The magic potion!"

"It was refined by humans." Crotia reminded: "The current method... the elemental spring of the elves, the holy light of the Holy See, the blessing of the orcs of the god of war, the sharing agreement of the demon temple, these It should be able to hang her life. But Your Highness...Although that sounds bad, but...whether it's worth it requires your own consideration."

Seuss shook his head: "No, it doesn't need to be considered? Objects are objects, and life is life. Although the two things have been used to measure and contrast, and even have clear prices, they will be forever as long as wisdom survives. No comparison!"

"The Fountain of Elements."

Crotia took out a small bottle indifferently, and looked at Seuss in surprise: "I didn't expect your philosophy to be so similar to those guys in the Temple of Life."

Hughes passed the Spring of Elements in his hand to Cher, and whispered, "Feed your mother and drink it."

Xueer took the Spring of Elements. He did not feed his mother directly, but bowed deeply at Seus!"Thank you, Your Highness! These things...I will definitely return them to you in the future!"

As the fountain of elements fell, the banshee's face returned to flush at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Target state: stable.

But everyone waited for a long time, but the banshee still didn't wake up.

Xueer was dumbfounded: "Why...mother hasn't woke up yet?"

"Don't think about it in a short time." Carlisle said to the side: "'The world is not worthy' stimulated her body's potential, but her body is already like a candle in the wind. I don't know how much this potential stimulation has destroyed. Physical function. It is not recoverable in a short time. I don’t even know if it will recover."

"We may have a way." Crotia said to the side: "We are the best at maintaining injuries, but we need to go to the elf territory. By repairing the life magic supply of the formation, the target can be healed in sleep. Those elves with mutilated limbs on the battlefield can usually grow out their limbs after sleeping in them for a year or two."

Hughes was taken aback: "The treatment cabin?"

Crotia tilted her head: "I don't know what it is. However, that method is to take the banshee to the Elf Territory. There is no problem on my side, that is..."

Crotia looked at Cher.

Xueer saw everyone looking at her. She gritted her teeth and asked, "This way, can you save her mother?"

"It can make her immortal." Crotia said: "If you want a radical cure, you can only do the first way."

"That's it!" Xueer nodded: "As long as you can save her mother!"

Crotia smiled slightly and looked at Seuss: "This girl is far more mature than her age."

Hugh shook his head: "I don't think this is anything to be happy about."

At this moment, there was a popping sound from outside the room!There are screams.

"Oh, my lord, you caught the wrong person! I'm just a doctor, who runs a medical clinic!"

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Chapter 307: The benevolence of the doctor

Everyone who heard the movement walked out, and was stunned when they saw a goat demon lying in the courtyard.

Barbara is standing beside him.

"Who is he?" Hughes asked with a confused look.

"The doctor who treats the disease." Barbara clapped her hands and said, "I'm afraid he will run away, so I'll catch him."

Hughes waved to Cher, and asked, "He who treated your mother?"

There was a trace of anger on Cher's face, but the girl suppressed it very well, just saying: "It's the doctor."

Seuss looked at Barbara differently: "How did you catch this guy?"

"Winter Lincheng is such a medical clinic, and the rest are all doctors carried by the Chamber of Commerce." Barbara grinned, "Isn't it easy to catch him? But this old guy is also big-hearted, and he still has a heart there. Keep opening the door."

"Yes." Hughes nodded, and walked to the goat demon, his face gradually became gloomy: "You treated the people inside, right?"