"You can't bark at all, Vimelos, you dog."

Reiner gathered a drop of water in his hand, unscrewed the healing holy water and poured it into it.

When the water droplets became large enough, he wrapped Vimelos in them to heal him.

With the help of holy water, her flesh that was cut by space magic was healing rapidly.

Only the dragon clan's vitality is so tenacious.

If it were any other race, they would have died long ago after being cut in half for so long.

Vimiros felt the changes in her body. She looked at Reiner in surprise, then raised her newly connected arm and took a look.

"Don't move. If your hand breaks again, I won't be able to provide after-sales service."

Vimiros' eyes widened. "What did you just do? I'm... healing!"

"Secret, pervert Vimilos owes me a favor from now on." Reiner grabbed her dragon horn and shook it with his left hand.

After a while, Reiner handed over the control of the water ball to Lalith. She had some of Reiner's hormones in her body and could also perform the most basic hydrotherapy.

At this moment, the voice of Aolechang came from the bottom of the cliff.

"Reiner, where are you? I need your help!"

"Here I come." Reiner carried Nora and flew towards the beach.

He saw Aurelian kneeling on the ground sadly.

Ignara grew weaker, unable to utter a sound, and appeared to be dying.

The cleaners around her who were younger than her had already died.

Although she looks old, she is more durable than the average person.

"I remember you also know healing skills. Save Ignara! I will repay you!" Orelion wanted to get up, but fell to the ground because of weakness.

She was also seriously injured and bled a lot.

Reiner patted her shoulder and said, "Go and rest for a while. I'll heal Ignara first and then you. You still haven't seen a lot of scenery. You can't die yet."

Aolexian nodded, moved aside, and then asked, "Can she still be treated?"

"Let me give it a try."

Reiner brought two bottles of holy water.

The rest were left with Martina and Junice, and he couldn't save any more dragons.

He followed suit, pouring holy water into the water droplets and then covering Ignara's body.

Ignara said weakly, "Go heal the others first. I'm too badly injured to be saved..."

As she said this, she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Don't talk for now." Reiner continued to treat her.

Ignara is indeed old, at least her wounds are healing much slower than Vimiros's.

Fortunately, the traitor didn't chop off her head directly, otherwise even the gods wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

Reiner used his other hand to perform light therapy, quickly healing the wounds on her body.

Ignara whispered, "This must be the magic of the elves. It's really strange that a human like you can do this."

Reiner raised an eyebrow: "A little bit."

Igna moved her feet and continued, "What did you just throw into the water? My wounds...are actually starting to heal, and I can feel my lower limbs again."

"A little bit of love."