Skyrim Repairing The Phial の小説・ストーリー

Kael whispered. "No, you can't," Jace-Prime countered. "The damage is at the Kernel level. You’ve introduced a 'Variable' into your own consciousness that the system cannot solve. However, I have a solution. I can provide a Neural Repair Patch. I will sync your mind directly with my central crystalline core. I will overwrite the damaged sectors with my own source-code. You will be stable. You will be... perfect." The Trap of Perfection

A sliver of amber—the color of their mother’s eyes—flickered in the center of the dark. "Solomon! Look at me! It’s Phin! Come back!" Phineas slammed his palm against Solomon’s chest, right over the humming machinery Ignatius had stitched into his ribs. The heat was blistering. Phineas’s skin began to smoke where it touched the copper leads, but he ground his teeth together, the taste of copper and salt filling his mouth. "Phineas..." The voice was a dry, broken rattle. Solomon’s hand, scarred and trembling, reached up and caught Phineas’s wrist. The grip was weak, but the recognition was a physical jolt. The mindless snarl vanished, replaced by a sagging, exhausted grief.

"It can fix almost any damaged cultivation. And I do mean any. By product when I tried to recover a few pills I came across." "What happened to the actual pill you were trying to make?" The aide asked. Ren pointed at princess Valli. "Oh, you gave to the princess. Wait.. is that how her cultivation was fixed as well?"

After swallowing another elixir, he began to use the Genuine Vitality in his body to repair the broken meridians. And then! Zephyr Khan didn't waste any time. He took out the divine herb again, picked another flower, and fed it to Lie Sha! This Rainbow Frog's divine spirit herb contained an extremely dense vitality, and it was more than sufficient to repair the injuries of Lie Sha! "Junior Brother Zephyr Khan, the healing medicine is almost enough!" Because there were no outsiders around, Lie Sha naturally called Zephyr Khan by his name. "Next, I'll go into closed-door training to heal myself. I should be able to completely recover from my injuries!"

Philip could tell that he was about to disappear, so it was not appropriate to ask any more questions at this time. However, he could not calm his turbulent emotions. He felt that he seemed to have found a trace of his mother, but it was so vague. As he pondered, the Caelum Sword melted like water and turned into a pill. The pill was full of life force, which refreshed Philip after taking a whiff. Even some restrictions and old wounds on his body disappeared. He felt as if his body had regenerated and become stronger. “This is a Resurrection Pill. As the name suggests, it can resurrect some people, but no one knows how to use it. However, it’s very good for healing. Since I’ve given this thi

“There is. A phoenix's tear for one but it's hard to acquire“ “Any other acquirable solution?“ “A pack ritual“ The paramedic reveals. “A pack shaman performs a blood oath ceremony—of both Pliar and his mate's blood mixed which would reboot his cells and reject the venom“ He adds further. “The rate of Pliar's survival depends on how quickly you wrap up your match and get him home on time for the ritual“ “How much time do I have before the venom completely eats up his cell?“ I asked. “You have one hour“

I turned to the mirror and saw my red hair that was highlighted with white. We thanked the doctor and the nurse who has assisted us throughout the stay in the small clinic. We went back on the trail and this time, we were cautious in everything that was surrounding us. We fought beasts with beasts as we go further into the mountains. I was grateful that Zale was with me because I am still weak and am lack mana. I haven't fully restored my mana yet and so we just stuck into walking instead of flying.

Rican and I both fell to the ground. When Dessert tried to pull us back, no one added HP to Blue Elf. Then Elf and the Sword Master also fell to the ground. Just as he saved me, Desert was beaten to death. I added a large amount of HP to myself so that I could come back to life first, and then used Eight Gates Therapy. The skill of Eight Gates Therapy was used to add HP to a group. It could provide HP four times and every four seconds. When these Eight Gates open, I begin to cure Desert.

"We can't give up now." And so we pressed on, battling through wave after wave of monsters as we searched for the ingredient. And finally, after what felt like an eternity of fighting and struggling, we found what we were looking for. The rare ingredient shimmered in the darkness, a small glimmer of hope amidst the surrounding darkness. With the ingredient in hand, we made our way back to the monks. They quickly set to work, performing a complex ritual to restore Amelia. And as we watched, holding our breath in anticipation.

“Dry your eyes, dear one.” I used the non-bloodied edge of the cloth to wipe my cheeks, and she nodded. “Good girl,” she approved. “Now, let’s see what we can do about this poor mouth.” She strode out into the shop front, and returned with an assortment of ingredients, which she combined and pounded into powder beneath a pestle. “Siorin,” Rivyn touched my cheek. “Isyl will heal you, and anything she cannot repair, I will do, when we return to Arsiath, I promise.”