Chapter 16: Miracle
Editor: Henyee Translations
Chu Nan felt his stomach churn. If he had not seen the bloody scenes of numerous beasts fighting in the forest for the past few days, he would've already vomited the meal he had eaten earlier.
He swallowed his saliva and analyzed the pile of meat in front of him as he cried inside, Oh my god! Not to mention human-grade or earth-grade potions, probably not even a heaven-grade potion would work on this?
Why didn't he die before I arrived? Can he even be saved? Chu Nan frowned as he muttered internally. When comparing Catherine and Aleta's injuries, her's were considered minor.
"Mister Chu Nan, can Aleta's injuries be healed?" Jack nervously asked. He did not wish for a beauty like Catherine to have her head chopped off for a disgusting blood sacrifice.
However, it did not mean that an expert could cure all injuries. This was clear to everyone.
Looking at Aleta, who resembled a mound of flesh, Chu Nan continuously muttered deep down, Can his injuries be healed?
Hundreds of pairs of eyes nervously stared at Chu Nan, who revealed a solemn expression. The village became enveloped in absolute silence to the extent they could hear leaves falling on the ground.
As Chu Nan looked up and glanced at those villagers surrounding him, a wave of nervousness struck him. After having acted like an expert for so long, he could only gamble! If he succeeded, he would become a hero of the village. Otherwise, he would immediately take out a few skill books related to druid skill inheritance and inquire about the path to leave the forest.
After he finished deciding, he opened the spatial bracelet and looked at the last three bags of heaven-grade healing potions as another wave of heartache struck. Oh my god, these items are only ever decreasing.
A bag contained fifteen potion bottles. After Chu Nan took out a bottle and circled Aleta for god knows how long, he was unable to find his mouth.
Isn't that barbarian too ruthless? Hasn't he heard of the principle of not hitting the opponent's face in a fight? Chu Nan squatted down and cursed silently in his heart once again before he poured the potion over Aleta.
What kind of treatment method was that? The villagers were all puzzled, and just as someone was about to ask a question, his mouth suddenly stopped, and his eyes grew bigger than those of an ox.
Even a blood sacrifice could not guarantee a full recovery of Aleta's injuries, yet at that very moment - after the red liquid came into contact with his flesh - the wounds on his bodies recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A general outline of his head that Shanz had disfigured was quickly visible. The broken bones throughout his body started cracking as they connected back together, and very soon, Aleta recovered to his human form.
After a moment, Aleta, who had been unconscious for many days, slowly opened his eyes, and an energetic look radiated from them.
*Crack. Crack*
His teeth that had fallen out from Shanz's beating once again grew out.
What was a miracle? A miracle was to make the impossible possible.
Even though the night elves' healing fountain also possessed the ability to heal the wounded, it was not capable of regrowing teeth.
Seeing that his potion had worked, he hastily kept the remaining half of it. It was impossible to replenish the heaven-grade potion, and he had no idea what the future had in store for him. Therefore, it would be best for him to be prudent.
"Ugh…"
Aleta released a comfortable groan and looked at his body with extreme surprise. His body that had been crushed into pieces had fully recovered?
"Brother!" Jack could not conceal his excitement as he pounced toward Aleta and shouted, "You've finally recovered! You've finally recovered!"
The surrounding druids also shouted in enthusiasm, and the entire village was in a state of excitement.
In addition to excitement, Catherine was also at a loss. The man who had seen her in her birthday suit had saved the strongest warrior in the village and had become their benefactor. What should she do now? Kill him? But would the villagers agree to it? Even if they supported her actions, she could not possibly win against a man that could use a spatial bracelet and cast instant magic.
Elder Alfred slowly walked to Chu Nan's side and revealed his few yellow teeth as he attempted to smile, "Mister Chu Nan, could you possibly give me some too?"
His eyes stared at what was left of the heaven-grade potion in Chu Nan's hand, "My teeth…"
"Teeth?" Chu Nan very much wished to send this old man flying with a kick. He wanted to use a heaven-grade potion to regrow his teeth?
An eagle's cry sounded from above, and the expressions of the excited druids changed in an instant. Even Elder Alfred, who intended to request for the potion from Chu Nan, spoke with a solemn tone while he held on to a wooden scepter, "Why are they here so soon?"
For these rejoiceful druids to immediately become dispirited, Chu Nan knew that the barbarians had come knocking even without their explanation.
"Elder, what should we do?"
"We'll fight it out with them!"
"That's right! Now that Aleta has recovered, we can fight with them again!
"That's right, defeat those barbarians!"
Their chants were rather loud, but Chu Nan could not feel the slightest confidence behind their words. It was similar to a brawl between wild dogs back on Earth, where the losing side would run around and bark.
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