"Human, get out of the way!"

As the six-wing commander's roar sounded, Fang Xingyang instinctively turned his head to look at the door.

But he found that the six-winged commander was staring at him in panic, as if there was something terrible around him.

The next second, the dull sound of breaking wind suddenly struck from above his head.

Before Fang Xingyang realized what happened, a huge dark red claw knocked his whole body to the ground.

"Quick! Witch doctor, go up and save people!"

For a moment, the shouts of the six-winged commander resounded throughout the castle.

After the witchcraft master's giant claw was photographed, Fang Xingyang's eyes suddenly darkened.

He felt as if he had turned into a big cake and been slapped onto a hot iron pot.

Hot pot oil was flowing all over the body and under the body. Under the stimulation of severe pain, the body gradually became numb, and even the pain seemed to be reduced a lot.

But not long after, the small picture in my mind that had been black for a long time lit up again.

"Daddy~Daddy..."

The pellet thrower struggled out of his arms. After seeing the miserable state of its owner, it closed its eyes in despair and rubbed its head against his face.

Beside them, the sorcerer who was completely out of control was roaring like a wild beast.

She seemed to be angry that she didn't flatten the lump of wood in Fang Xingyang's arms, and waved her arms and claws to come up and smash Fang Xingyang and the pellet thrower to pieces.

But with the Six-Wing Commander in between, it was difficult for her to get even closer to Fang Xingyang.

The six-winged commander is surrounded by surging natural elemental power. The elemental storm composed of six elements is constantly eroding the body of the witchcrafter, consuming her newly recovered strength.

On Fang Xingyang's side, a dark elf in white robes gently landed next to him and frowned at the miserable pile of meat on the ground.

He stretched out his hand towards Fang Xingyang, and a magic circle like a huge cage enveloped Fang Xingyang.

For a moment, the roar of magic resounded through the hall, covering up the roar of the witchcraft master on the other side.

[Ding—Efficient healing magic effect detected, current recovery level: 18%, 19%, 20%...]

[Ding—Complete the hidden event [Hidden Strength], and get rewards: Qing'er favorability 2, Six-Wing Commander favorability 3, [Dark Elf Family] reputation value 10]

Amidst the system's announcements, Fang Xingyang's body gradually regained consciousness.

Pain from all parts of his body rushed into his brain, causing his body to twitch violently as if he had been electrocuted.

"Click - click..."

Every time his body moved, a sound similar to the friction of bones would come from his body. If it weren't for the perspective of a projectile shooter in his head, Fang Xingyang would simply not believe what he was experiencing——

I saw the dark elf witch doctor actually holding a bottle of glue-like substance to stick the broken bones on his body!

And from the texture point of view, the liquid in the bottle is not like the saliva of the dark elves that can be compared to the "elixir", but a kind of glue!

Because the glue is so viscous that after use, you can pull out slender threads...

The witch doctor skillfully used a knife to cut open his skin, and then found every dislocated bone in his body as if through clairvoyance.

Finally, put the bones together in the correct position, pour glue, and then rely on the effect of the healing circle to heal the wound...

The whole process was as smooth as if it had been rehearsed countless times in advance, and Fang Xingyang's outlook on life completely collapsed.

Please! I'm a real person! I can't stick it with glue!

He complained crazily in his heart. If he could move now, he would definitely crawl away and escape. He would never suffer such persecution again!

"Papa...Papa..."

This was the first time that the projectile thrower had seen such a crude repair method. When he saw his master's body being cut and patched, mended and cut again, two drops of crystal tears gradually filled his eyes.

Everything he experienced was seen by Fang Xingyang from the perspective of the pellet thrower, but at this moment, as the pellet thrower's tears flowed out, the vision in Fang Xingyang's mind became blurred.

His body was about to be "repaired" by the witch doctor, but in the last step, Fang Xingyang saw that the witch doctor seemed to take something out of him and put it into his pocket.

Unfortunately, the pellet thrower's eyes were blurred by tears. He didn't see clearly what was in the witch doctor's hand. He just felt that the thing was red, long, and about the size of a palm...

After finishing the work, the witch doctor reached out and patted the pellet thrower on the head with a smile on his face.

"Okay little one, don't worry, your master will wake up soon."

"Witch doctor, something's not right with this witchcraft troll. Come and see what's going on with her!"

On the other side, the six-winged commander stretched out his hand to clamp down on the witchcrafter's arms, and looked back and forth at the witchcrafter with his sharp eyes, trying to find the reason why she was so violent.

The moment the witch doctor's eyes fell on the witch doctor, Fang Xingyang saw a bright light flash on his spectacle lenses.

"Well...no curse, no bad food, extremely exhausted physically, extremely confused mentally, and extremely aggressive..."

"It should be that she received too strong a mental shock before and went crazy. We cannot rule out that this gentleman may have left an indelible psychological shadow on her, but... I'm sorry, General, this situation can help.

No."

The witch doctor spread his hands helplessly.

The six-winged commander was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, he looked at the sorcerer who was tightly controlled by him and unable to move in front of the wall.

The sharpness in his eyes turned into a hint of pity.

"Is there really nothing I can do..."

The witch doctor took a deep breath and said, "Yes, General, the mental disorder has reached a level beyond what the body can bear. In this case, even treatment is a waste of resources. To be clear... God cannot save him."

"Give her a happy ending. Everything that happened to her today was witnessed by my tribe. Although I don't know if this gentleman directly caused her to become like this, but... giving her a happy ending is what we have done."

All kindness."

The six-winged commander was silent for a moment and then closed his eyes. Behind him, three pairs of giant wings flapped violently, and a destructive wind suddenly emerged, pressing the witchcraft master firmly against the wall.

The six-winged commander drew out the giant sword behind him and cast his pitying gaze on the ferocious face of the witchcraft master.

"etc……"

Suddenly, there seemed to be a wilting voice coming from the ground.

The eyes of the dark elves turned to Fang Xingyang.

"Daddy~daddy!" The projectile thrower saw him getting up from the ground, as if he was used to standing on his shoulders before.

It suddenly jumped in his face.

For a moment, countless tree-root-like legs filled his mouth and nose at the same time, brushing back and forth on his face like a brush that moved on its own.

The fatal feeling of suffocation instantly made Fang Xingyang struggle on the ground on his hands and feet.

Such unusual behavior made the dark elves confused.

Each of them frowned, as if they were thinking: Is this human being suffering from some serious illness?

A cold light flashed on the witch doctor's glasses again.

He stepped forward and lifted the projectile thrower away from Fang Xingyang's face.

Curiously, he put it in front of him and sniffed it.

Then he roared at the projectile shooter like a wild beast baring its teeth in a demonstration.

The projectile thrower was so frightened that he immediately (〃＞＿＜;〃) curled up into a small ball.

The next second, the witch doctor suddenly opened his mouth and bit the densely packed leg under the pellet thrower.

Even before the pellet thrower could react, the witch doctor had already bitten off many of its legs and eaten them into his stomach.

The moment a swallowing sound came out, Fang Xingyang and the pellet thrower were horrified to find that the witch doctor who had a kind face more than ten seconds ago seemed to be a different person now.
Chapter completed!