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Chapter 401: Blood

While Vill was chatting with Kalina, Jack walked to Ville.

"Thunder Sword Master, when will we set off? Our boss is already anxious to wait. And in the waters near Wano Country, someone wants to see you."

Weir sat naked on a big rock and drank.

It's about to be ten minutes noon, and the weather is getting hotter now.

"It's better to be on the Winter Island before. If I didn't judge the wrong location, we would be able to get there in about three hours, so don't worry. The weather is too hot now, and the high altitude location is even hotter. At least after four o'clock, the Wano Country will not run, so we don't rush to this moment."

Throw Jack a bottle of wine and signal Jack to stay calm.

Jack was still a little impatient, but after thinking about it, he decided to wait.

After the Golden Battlefield ended, Jack had a small conflict with Vir, but after being beaten up by Vir, the conflict was resolved.

This is the solution proposed by Tilman and the rule of the Kaido Pirates, that is, a one-on-one fight. Although Vir is not a member of the Kaido Pirates, he is also very satisfied with this solution.

The scene of Jack sitting aside with a bottle of wine and drinking in a depressed manner made Kalina feel a little overwhelmed.

Is this still the drought that is famous? Sure enough, the evil ones will be beaten by the evil ones.

"Where is our next island going? Is there anyone there? If there are people, let's separate there."

Weir chuckled, took a big sip of wine, and casually answered Kalina.

"That's winter island, it's very cold, but there are people."

Kalina nodded with satisfaction. As long as there is someone, she can leave by boat.

Butville didn't tell Kalina what people were on the island.

Looking at Kalina with joy, Vir smirked, looking forward to Kalina's expression when she arrived at the next seat.

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While waiting for the sun to set in Weir and drinking leisurely, there was a group of people busy nervously.

The new headquarters of the Revolutionary Army, Alexander Island.

"Woooooo~, Sabo, what's wrong with you? Wake up."

Kerra stood in front of Saab's bed, tears could not be stopped.

Around Sabo, several doctors were busy, with more than a dozen blood bags hanging on the head of the bed, and were transfusions of blood to Sabo and saving Sabo's life.

It has been two days since Sabo was injured by Vir. Although Sabo was seriously injured at the beginning, there was no abnormality and he was even able to escape with Kerr.

But the good times didn't last long, and the continuous blood loss made Sabo weaker and weaker.

However, Sabo and Kerra did not care at that time because they had returned to the Revolutionary Army ship.

After some treatment, Sabo's wound was sutured and bandaged.

As the second-in-command of the Revolutionary Army, Saab also often fights, so being injured is just a common occurrence.

But this time it was different. After bandaging the wound, Sabo felt an abnormality. The blood did not stop, and the white bandage was slowly lost in his body.

At first, Sabo didn't care, just thought the wound was growing. After all, Vir's sword energy slashed his abdomen. If it weren't for the domineering protection, the sword energy might have slashed Sabo's internal organs.

One hour, two hours.

Until five hours later, Sabo found that the wound was still bleeding, and the large amount of blood loss made him weaker. With Sabo's tenacious physique, this thing had never happened.

When trying to untie the bandage, Saab discovered that something was wrong. Although the wound was stitched, it was still the same as when he was just injured. Blood kept leaching from the gaps in the wound.

Kerra, who came to deliver food to Sabo, saw this and immediately called the doctor.

After a series of diagnosis by the doctor, there was no result. Saab's body was very normal. Logically speaking, with Saab's physique, the wound should have almost scarred.

Moreover, the Revolutionary Army imitated Tusky's S.1 potion and made imitations. Although the effect was only one-third of the S.1 potion, it was also a very valuable potion.

But no matter what method the doctor used, he could not heal Sabo's wounds. The wounds continued to lose blood. After a day and one night, Sabo fell into a coma.

On the next day, Saab's life was on the verge of life and death.

On the third day, Sabo could only rely on the blood bag to maintain his life. If the blood transfusion is stopped, Sabo will die soon.

Of course, these doctors don’t know why Sabo bleeds continuously, this is the effect of the soul-killing attribute of the ‘Yi Blood’.

Soul-killing will not only cause severe pain to the victim, but will continue to bleed for a long time.

Soul-killing is not just a decoration.

Kerrah cried more and more sadly. Just as Kerrah was desperate, a figure pushed the door open.

"What's wrong with Sabo Boy? I'm so anxious to call me. I have a cute boy waiting for me to train."

Pushing the door out was a cadre of the Revolutionary Army, Shemale King Ambrio Ivankov.

"Ivan, Sabo was slashed by the Thunder Swordsman, and now for some reason, he is bleeding non-stop."

Long's face was a little gloomy. Sabo was his subordinate, disciple, left and right hands, and he watched the children he grew up with since childhood.

If Sabo died, the dragon would definitely feel like it was a pain of losing his son.

The shemale king quickly walked to Saab's hospital bed. The large red-colored bandage and the blood-red bed made the monstrosity know the seriousness of the matter.

At this time, Sabo's face could only be described as pale, and a few drops of blood were splattered on his pale face.

"Not good, it's quite bad. What kind of injuries did you get that make you produce so much blood."

The Shemale King hesitated for a while, but did not use the healing hormones used to treat Luffy.

The so-called cure hormones is a very lucky treatment.

Whether successful or not, it will consume ten years of life for the healed person. Of course, if it is not successful, it will be meaningless even if it is consumed for a hundred years, because failure means death.

A ten-year life span is a considerable price. If you pay this price, the chance of success is only two or three percent.

"Ivan, is there any way?"

The Shemale King shook his head. After all, it was not a doctor. The Shemale King had no good way to deal with Sabo's injuries.

"With that trick, there is no other way. Whether Sabo is dead or alive, he can only depend on destiny."

"But." The shemale king began to hesitate. Sabo was not only grown up by the dragon, but also by the shemale king.

"It's better than watching Sabo die like this."

Long sighed and looked out the window, but his eyes were helpless. He was very strong, but he had no choice but to Sabo's injury.

The shemale king struggled inside. Looking at Sabo's pale face, he couldn't do anything for a moment.

"Fight, if Sabo dies, Thunder Swordsman, I will definitely fight you."

The fingertips of the shemale king turned into a spike and were about to stab Sabo's waist.

"Ah, you seem to need help. I seem to have a way to do this kind of injury."

A lazy voice came from the door.

The dragon's body tensed up instantly. He was very familiar with this voice, after all, he was a former comrade.
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