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Chapter 97. Eight-legged Warcraft

A monster whose mere breath makes people breathless is watching them.

Not only was the boy aware of their dangerous situation, but Nia, who sensed the unusual atmosphere, also knew that their situation was not optimistic.

"Verus, you won't lie to me, right?"

Nia held the boy's right hand and checked the injuries he had suffered from self-inflicted injuries.

The boy who was now determined did not waver at all, but the girl's hands were trembling.

This time it's no longer a wild wolf, but a real monster.

She tore off a strip of cloth from the hem of her skirt and gently tied it to the wound on the boy's right palm.

"I won't lie to you. I always keep my word."

The wound on her right hand was not too deep, and the original pain in the wound disappeared after the girl bandaged it.

"real?"

The girl didn't feel any force in the boy's words, but she just couldn't rest assured.

"Really. Okay, turn around."

"Eh?!"

Not much time was wasted. The biting cold was slowly approaching. The boy grabbed the girl's shoulders and forced her to turn around.

"Keep running in this direction, you just have to keep running."

This is the direction they came from.

Although the dangerous guy is lurking nearby, it is still safe to choose the previous road and turn back.

"Will you follow? Can you find us?"

If I stay, I will become a burden to you, right?

Nia understood why the boy didn't give her the option to stay together.

But, can he really come back?

Can you really find me?

"Yes, I will definitely follow."

The boy took the trouble to answer the girl's questions over and over again, but this was the last time.

He shouted: "Let's go!"

He pushed the girl's back hard, with no mercy.

Nia suddenly staggered and almost fell. Fortunately, she finally managed to stabilize her center of gravity and ran forward stumblingly.

She didn't have the courage to look back.

She always felt that if she looked back again, she would not be able to leave. She would not be able to help but run back to the boy, wasting his efforts in vain.

The younger sister, who was tied behind her back, waved goodbye to the boy for her older sister, and the boy waved back.

"goodbye."

The girls and their figures had disappeared deep into the forest, and the boy breathed a sigh of relief.

The dagger he held in his left hand was thrown back into the palm of his right hand. The boy was not left-handed, so he could better display his fighting power by using the sword with his right hand. But the injury to his dominant hand meant that it was impossible to say that it had no impact at all.

The sword hilt was still a little painful next to the wound. The bandage had not yet dried, and the cold water mixed with the exposed flesh and blood of the wound still caused some discomfort.

"Come out, there's no need to hide."

The young man pointed the tip of his sword at the bushes on his left. Already calm, he could hear the location of the source of the chaotic wind in the forest.

Hiss~

Listening to its cry, it sounded like a big snake, but when the body of the deity was revealed in the moonlight, I realized that it was actually very different from the image of a snake.

It is indeed a huge creature, about the size of an adult.

It was lying on the ground, spitting out messages, and its slender body was supported by eight long legs.

At first glance, it looks a bit like an extra-large centipede, but it doesn't have the giant jaws of a centipede. The head looks like an upside-down basin. Its mouth is like a needle, and the long, bifurcated tongue can rub out "

Hissing" sound.

Through the moonlight cast from above, the boy could see the rows of dark white exoskeletons on its back. The shape of these bones looked like sickles inserted into the monster's body.

This is the monster, the eight-legged sickle bug.

Due to their poor eyesight, the eight-legged sickle bugs are generally used to hiding in the day and coming out at night. They will bury their bodies in underground nests during the day and crawl out at night to look for food.

The eight-legged sickle bug is violent, combative and extremely aggressive. Although it has "worm" in its name, the eight-legged sickle bug is indeed a beast.

As a solitary monster that likes to fight alone, no one of them is easy to mess with.

Even if an employer offers a large sum of money to obtain the bones of an eight-legged sickle insect, only a strong team of adventurers would dare to accept the commission.

It’s actually this thing?!

The young man had seen the introduction of this monster in books about this world, but this was his first time seeing a living creature.

The young man was also numb by the appearance of this monster. His intuition told him that if he was really hit by this monster's attack, he would either die or be disabled.

Although he was prepared to die, he also wanted to try his best to survive.

Even if you can't do it, try to delay it as much as possible.

The young man was ready for battle, but he had never seen the attack method of this kind of creature, so he could only focus on defense and adapt to changes.

Hiss~

The eight-legged sickle bug continued to spit out its seeds and neighed like a snake, but did not attack immediately.

It turned its head, with a pair of huge compound eyes on it, which looked a bit scary.

In fact, these big eyes don't have very strong vision, and they can't even distinguish the surrounding environment very well. The boy stood still for a while, which made it difficult to determine the boy's exact location.

Of course, this can only make it hesitate for a while, as the long forked tongue that has been sticking out of the mouth has already recorded the young man's breath.

"Huh?!"

Although this eight-legged sickle bug is relatively large, once it moves, you can't tell how clumsy it is.

The boy felt that what was coming towards him was actually a hurricane.

Get out of the way!

We can only get out of the way, there is no possibility of frontal resistance.

The young man jumped to the right and fell into the bushes.

Hiss~

The reaction of this eight-legged sickle bug was not very sensitive. After it hit the tree with all its blows, it took a moment to realize that its attack had completely failed.

It has lived in this forest for too long, and the prey it chooses every day are basically unable to move when it sees it. As long as it rushes over like this, it can directly cut the prey into pieces, and then it only needs to lower its head to chew.

tasty.

The situation in front of him seemed to be different from before. The clumsy mind of the eight-legged sickle bug re-judged the young man's position.

Taking advantage of this brief interval, the young man who climbed out of the bush also began to think about the weaknesses of this eight-legged sickle insect.

The boy was able to dodge the eight-legged sickle bug's attack because the purpose of its attack was too obvious. This monster obviously lacked combat experience and had no awareness of predicting the enemy's movements.

At this time, the young man looked at his original position again and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

The pine trees behind him just now had several cuts, and these cuts had almost cut off the trees.

What a powerful destructive power!

Compared with the black-haired wolf-headed man that he had dealt with alone before, this eight-legged sickle bug was obviously several times stronger.

So what's its defensive power?

The young man bet his only chance of victory on his ability to find out the opponent's weaknesses.

If he could see the weakness of this eight-legged sickle bug in time, he might still be able to defeat it.


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