Chapter 1345 Legendary Elder! Sanity Is About to Collapse!

"The newly developed blood-replenishing magic is said to be very good." The Queen frowned slightly.

For various reasons, she always paid attention to Grete's study progress and his research results. The previous research report on blood-replenishing magic was also handed to her, and she even sent someone to verify it:

"It is said that it can replenish all the blood loss of a soldier in one hour to one and a half hours. Isn't that enough? - How much pressure do our soldiers have to endure to perform this task, and they can't even rest for an hour?"

"An hour to an hour and a half can theoretically replenish the blood loss." The elder who was talking to the Queen smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"However, even if they can be replenished, it will not restore their condition. In fact, many soldiers will still be weak, their hands are shaking, and their heartbeats are very fast. Not only can they not fight, but they also find it difficult to run."

"That……"

"Generally speaking, it takes one to five days to recover. However, for this kind of elite team assault, one to five days is too long..."

The queen fell silent. After a while, she sighed silently:

"Go and search in the treasure house again to see if there are any scrolls, treasures and weapons that can enhance their fighting power. It really doesn't work..."

After a long silence, he shook his head:

"If it doesn't work, issue a recruitment order to recruit more soldiers to the battlefield. No matter what, we cannot let the brave soldiers go in vain... in vain..."

She didn't even mention Gretel. A young half-elf can develop the blood-replenishing magic they desperately need, which is already very good, very good, very good;

Then urge him to improve, come up with a spell with better effect, and speed up?

Not to mention the Queen's inability to speak out, none of the elf elders present could speak out.

The elves will solve their own problems. When will it be the turn of a half-elf cub to take charge?

The queen and the elf elders inspected the fighting forces on Everlasting Island, inspected the treasures in the library, and repeatedly planned tactics.

Gretel, who knew nothing, was still working hard, commanding a group of elf healers under his command to repeatedly optimize his spells:

"Ah... How do we construct a spell to optimize the infusion speed... Everyone's blood loss is different. Do we need to write a program to detect the blood loss and then automatically calculate it..."

Grete rolled around holding his head. Moreover, the amount of blood loss is not fixed. The injured person may still be losing blood while replenishing fluids.

To detect blood loss, it is necessary to calculate it dynamically in real time, update it in real time, and adjust the infusion speed in real time. How to write this kind of linked spell...

"So where is your previous blood-replenishing magic?"

Elder Fahim was filled with disbelief after hearing Grete's question:

"With your previous blood-replenishing magic, do you still calculate how much blood the injured person has lost and how much blood needs to be replenished?"

"That's definitely not necessary..."

Gretel shook his head without thinking:

"The body knows how much blood it needs to replenish. If it's enough, it will definitely not be replenished."

"That's right." Elder Fahim nodded encouragingly:

"You see, healing spells are like this. The body knows it. If you cast a healing spell and the wound is healed, it won't continue to grow and grow a lot, right?"

In fact, it’s not necessarily the case... Some people have a scarred constitution, and even after the wound has healed, there will still be a big lump on it...

Gretel's lips moved slightly, but she didn't talk back to the elder. He lowered his head, frowned, and hesitated for a while:

"So, all healing techniques have this adaptive mechanism, right?"

"Of course!" Elder Fahim nodded without hesitation:

"All treatments are beneficial to the body and will not intentionally harm the body. Once the treatment is completed and the body reaches a healthy state, it will naturally stop."

Grete squatted and thought. After thinking for a while, I suddenly realized:

"So my spell can't adapt because it's not a healing spell? It was modified with necromancy, so it doesn't naturally have this ability?"

It makes sense when you think about it. After all, necromancy is about killing and not burying people. It doesn't care about what is good for the body or what can be stopped if the body is healthy.

If it weren't for the foundation of [thalassemia], which is to replace the blood in the human body with seawater, instead of filling the human body with seawater until it explodes, this spell would have blown up several water balloons long ago...

Elder Fahim shook his white beard and remained silent. Although, he actually wanted to roar:

"Who used necromancy and changed it to healing magic! Who used necromancy and changed it! Necromancy is completely opposite to healing magic! How on earth did you come up with it!"

Calm down, calm down, don't be so narrow-minded. If you compare the "Clone" spell in necromancy and the "Regeneration spell" in healing spells, you can even create a blood-replenishing spell...

Then, Elder Fahim heard a sentence that almost broke his mind:

"So elder, which spell module is the adaptive part of the healing spell? Let me try and see if I can add it to my spell..."

Elder Fahim:! ! !

"You, please be careful and don't add it rashly... Before doing research, you should protect yourself first and try the lowest-end spells first..."

Elder Fahim dropped these words and rushed out of the door. Add healing spells to the necromancy template?

Is it really not going to explode?

No, he wanted to try it out first and then guide Gretel. What if it really explodes? His defense ability is better than that of the little guy...

By the way, which necromancy spell has less conflict with the healing spell and can be added to it?

He really couldn't remember it for a while. He had to go to the library and look it up...

Grete immersed himself in the library, rummaging through and comparing all the healing spells, looking for "what does that adaptive module look like";

Elder Fahim was buried in another area of ​​the library, trying to find a necromancy spell that looked more pleasing to the eye and was less lethal;

Three or five days later, Grete and Elder Fahim returned home satisfied. That night, in Elder Fahim’s laboratory, there was bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang…

With the elder's ability, of course he could handle an explosion of this magnitude with ease. When I went out the next day, not even my white beard was messed up.

However, two days later, there was a violent explosion in Gretel's laboratory...

"boom!!!"

In an instant, countless heads poked out from the left and right sides and around the perimeter:

"what happens?"

"Gretel, are you okay?"

"Enemy attack!"