The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO-Chapter 1887 - 1885: Injury Transfer

"Look, look at Qiulong’s fist!" A Divine Shield member at the front shouted in horror.

At this moment, everyone discovered that Qiulong’s fist had already deeply caved in.

The dried corpse’s fist seemed embedded in Qiulong’s fist.

The fist was blasted with a hole, an unspeakable pain, yet Qiulong gritted his teeth and didn’t let out a single cry of pain.

The other fist smashed over.

The dried corpse’s lips curled into a disdainful smile, lifting its withered palm to easily stop Qiulong’s massive fist.

Obviously, for the immensely powerful Qiulong, the dried corpse’s strength was also overwhelming.

Blood began seeping through Qiulong’s skin.

"Hm, such powerful blood, even stronger than those previous weaklings." The dried corpse started to absorb Qiulong’s blood.

The more powerful the blood, the more it could restore its strength.

"Stop him quickly!" Li Wuyang and Old Master Zhu’s faces changed simultaneously.

All Divine Group and Divine Shield members charged at the dried corpse together.

"Good timing!" Enzo Shaw let out a bone-chilling laugh.

Enzo Shaw was actually not in a hurry to find Wang Dadong now.

Because he had just recovered from a dried-up state, his strength was far from its peak.

Now, a batch of powerful blood was presenting itself, why not take it?

If he could slaughter all these strong ones, Enzo Shaw’s strength could definitely be restored to its peak state.

Since the members of Divine Shield were coming, Enzo Shaw had no choice but to toss Qiulong aside.

But it didn’t matter anymore, as he had already absorbed nearly half of Qiulong’s essence blood, greatly enhancing his strength.

"Are you okay?" A Divine Group member in a green dress quickly went to support Qiulong.

Her name was Luo Lin, not a combat member, so her body had no physical injuries, but in truth, her health was not much better than those injured Divine Group members.

Qiulong was now unconscious, but fortunately, he hadn’t breathed his last.

Luo Lin immediately laid Qiulong flat, then knelt on the ground, placing her hands on Qiulong’s chest, a strange energy circulating between their bodies. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

After several minutes, Luo Lin finally let go, drenched in sweat, her expression somewhat weary.

The unconscious Qiulong opened his eyes, seeing the woman kneeling in front of him, showing gratitude, "Thank you."

Although he didn’t know this woman, he knew she saved him.

Luo Lin gently shook her head, indicating she was okay, weakly saying, "I only restored half of your injuries."

Considering the damage Qiulong had suffered, survival was basically impossible, but if half the injuries were healed, combined with Divine Shield’s medical technology, he could recover.

Luo Lin was a psychic, but her ability wasn’t healing; she could transfer half of someone’s injuries onto herself.

In other words, she had just used her special ability to bear half of Qiulong’s injuries.

In this way, Qiulong wouldn’t die, and she would only be severely injured, able to recover after some time.

Although this special ability didn’t seem very useful, it actually played an extremely important role.

Many Divine Group members who would have died survived because of it.

However, she had to take on half the injuries of every person she saved.

Eventually, the accumulation of injuries on her body became too much, and if she continued to save people, she would soon die, so she retired.

But this time, under Old Master Zhu’s call, Luo Lin still chose to join without hesitation.

Once a soldier of Huaxia, always a soldier of Huaxia.

Even though she had retired, she would never back down when her country needed her.

Even though only half the injuries were healed, Qiulong was still very grateful to Luo Lin.

Because Luo Lin was not a Divine Shield member, she had no obligation to save him, and at the cost of sacrificing herself.

Moreover, without Luo Lin’s treatment, he would probably be dead by now.

Over there, the battle had already begun.

Enzo Shaw, after all, hadn’t recovered to his peak state; a single Divine Shield member he could easily defeat, but facing a group of Divine Shield members along with retired Divine Group members, he was in a bitter struggle.

However, he wasn’t worried.

Because he has an undying body, no matter how severe the injuries, he wouldn’t die.

As he consumed blood during the battle, his strength grew stronger.

Once he killed all these people, he should be able to return to peak form.

The Divine Shield members were also strong, causing many injuries to Enzo Shaw, but the losses on the Divine Shield side were greater.

After all, their individual strength was vastly inferior to the Blood Emperor’s.

Bam!

A Divine Shield member was struck by the Blood Emperor, sent flying, with a large indentation in his chest, vomiting copious amounts of blood, clearly beyond saving.

Luo Lin immediately ran over, placing her hands on that person’s body again.

Minutes later, that person stopped coughing blood, his injuries stabilized.

However, blood trickled from the corners of Luo Lin’s mouth.

Both Qiulong and this later Divine Shield member had suffered fatal wounds, and even bearing half was a huge toll on her.

Not to mention her poor health to begin with.

As time went on, the losses of Divine Group and Divine Shield members grew heavier.

Despite Luo Lin’s help, there were still casualties.

After all, Luo Lin’s ability merely shifted injuries, not heal them, and some died before she could tend to them.

"Quick, save him!" A Divine Shield member yelled at an utterly exhausted Luo Lin.

While she didn’t know what method this woman used, she knew she could lessen injuries.

"Save him!"

"Save him!"

Luo Lin again and again placed her hands on those Divine Shield members.

Most of the Divine Group members were disabled or wounded, so they mainly provided distraction, while the Divine Shield members were the main assault force.

Because of this, many Divine Shield members ended up injured.

"Come quickly, he’s dying!"

Hearing the shouts, Luo Lin gritted her teeth, dragging her trembling body as she slowly approached.

However, that member’s injuries were just too severe, and as soon as Luo Lin knelt down, he breathed his last.

"Gang Zi, Gang Zi!" The man shouted hoarsely.

"It’s all your fault, why didn’t you hurry! It’s all because of you!" Losing his comrade made the man agitated, roaring at Luo Lin.

"I’m sorry..." A look of guilt appeared on Luo Lin’s pale face.

Indeed, if she had been faster, that person wouldn’t have died.

But for her condition, just standing was already a miracle...