After the bone scythe was retracted, the eight-legged sickle bug also bent its eight legs, and its head was firmly protected by the two large bone scythes, like a tortoise shrinking into its shell.
The eight-legged sickle bug's exoskeleton is already very strong, and in doing so, it makes its defenses even more impregnable.
But, will it really work?
At least the one in the sky doesn't think so.
"A friend of mine once taught me how to keep roses from pricking my hands."
Looking at the eight-legged sickle bug in front of him that was completely on the defensive, he suddenly said something that seemed to have nothing to do with it.
Then he smiled, but this smile was equally cold.
"It's actually very simple, just pull out all the thorns."
The eight-legged sickle bug felt a sense of oppression, but it did not intend to come out from the protection of the bone sickle, thinking that it would be safe this way.
But in fact, if the turtle hides in its shell, it seems that it can escape many predators. However, the turtle is also in a state of being at the mercy of others.
The clever eagle knows how to catch the turtle high into the sky and then drop it high enough to smash its shell.
"Hiss!"
The severe pain in the back made the eight-legged sickleworm scream.
There were crackling sounds in the forest, and the bone sickles on the backs of the eight-legged sickle bugs were being pulled out one by one.
Regarding this he said:
"Of course, a rose with its thorns removed will definitely feel pain."
As he spoke, he dropped three bone scythes with blood dripping from their roots on the ground.
"But, what does your pain...have to do with me?"
After saying that, he whistled.
"Hiss...hiss..."
This eight-legged sickle bug couldn't believe that the bone sickle on its body was so fragile in the hands of the intruder.
It was completely angered, and it couldn't just sit back and watch all the bone scythes on its body being pulled out.
Without the bone sickle on its back, the eight-legged sickle bug is undoubtedly severely damaged.
The scythe of the eight-legged sickle bug can regenerate, but the time required for regeneration is very slow. If a scythe of an arm's length is broken, it will take half a year to fully grow back.
Taking advantage of this gap, the young man had already pulled out six bone sickles from its body.
Breaking off these hard bones seemed to him no different than breaking off a dry branch.
There are only fourteen bone sickles on the eight-legged sickle bug, and he has already broken off nearly half of them.
"hiss!"
Is it too late to fight back now that it has been hit hard?
Half of the eight-legged sickle bug was already covered in blood, and the broken bone scythe made it difficult to move. But the eight-legged sickle bug still refused to give up its resistance. It opened the remaining bone scythe and pounced towards the young man in the air.
Regarding the counterattack of the eight-legged sickle bug, he gave this evaluation:
"A moth fluttering into a flame has some dignity...right?"
Without thinking about dodge, he just watched silently as the monster opened its bone scythe, and these sharp scythes pierced his body.
Now this eight-legged sickle bug with an open bone scythe is like a moth with only half of its wings broken off. His metaphor may actually be somewhat similar.
It was obviously stupid to receive the opponent's blow with bare hands, so the young man held two bone scythes that had just been pulled out of the sickle bug's body in his hands.
The eight-legged sickle bug let out an angry scream and swung its deadly bone sickle.
Unfortunately, the young man had already seen through the movements of the eight-legged sickle bug, and all the bone sickles that were thrust towards him were blocked.
Clang!
When these bone scythes, which were no less hard than steel, collided, sparks were created.
The blood splattered everywhere dyed the girl's dress behind him red. Of course, it did not belong to the boy.
The eight-legged sickle bug knelt in front of the two men, lowered its head and whined.
"Regret? Do you think it's still too late to beg for mercy now?"
The young man, who had been alienated physically and mentally, stepped on its huge head and shook the sickles in his hands.
There is still some viscous liquid on the sickle blade, which seems difficult to clean. It seems that the body fluids of this eight-legged sickle bug are also relatively complex.
The eight-legged sickle bug does not kneel down and beg for mercy.
Its two forelimbs had been cut off, and it was unable to stand normally before it adopted this posture.
Lost.
The final counterattack did not bring about a turn of events for it. The exoskeleton armor on the eight-legged sickle bug could not block the bone sickle it used to cut prey and compete with its own kind.
Both legs were chopped off, and the bone scythe on his back was also chopped off.
After the invader used his bone sickle as a weapon, it had lost all advantages.
Regardless of its speed, attack, or defense... its opponents are all stronger than it, and much stronger.
In addition, all its movements have been seen through, and the opponent has been prepared to deal with it. The outcome of this encounter will be determined.
"Hiss..."
The eight-legged sickle bug really wanted to live. But even if the boy let it go, it would be difficult for it to continue to stay in this forest after being disabled.
The competition between Warcraft is cruel. After one party defeats the other, the loser's territory will be taken over by the winner. The loser can only find a new territory.
A monster that is not strong enough cannot defend its territory, and with the current appearance of this eight-legged sickle bug, it will have a hard time even hunting for food, and it will only be a matter of time before it becomes food for other monsters.
So the eight-legged sickle insect swung the two remaining bone scythes on its back and stabbed the boy in the head, hoping to anger him and give itself a happy death.
Of course, the boy who has mastered the power of life and death of the eight-legged sickle insect... granted its wish.
The tip of the bone sickle was about to pierce into the boy's eyes, but in the end it stopped at half a foot and could not advance even half a minute.
Because it is dead, completely dead.
At that moment, the young man waved the sickle in his hand, and he split the head of the eight-legged sickle bug into two halves. The dead eight-legged sickle bug naturally stopped moving.
The boy threw the pair of scythes stained with sickleworm brains on the ground. Although the pair of bone scythes were considered good weapons, they were not suitable for him.
It is also sad that the eight-legged sickleworm finally died from its own weapons.
"Verus..."
The girl hesitated to speak.
Looking at the young man standing on the corpse of the monster, she was a little at a loss.
If you want to say why? It's because this young man now makes her feel too cold and too scary.
During the battle just now, the young man had a smile on his lips, killing the opponent with an expression of great enjoyment, and dismembering the monster lightly.
It can only be said that at this time, he is a monster even more monster than a monster.
"Nia, you..."
After the young man dropped the bone sickle, he turned his head and smiled at the girl.
This smile... belonged to the boy she knew.
"...Are you okay?"
After the young man finished speaking, the wings on his back suddenly retracted, and the strange black substance on his body disappeared without a trace.
"Verus!"
The girl rushed forward and hugged the fallen boy.
She lowered her head and saw that the boy in her arms had turned pale. Nia couldn't help but feel anxious, so she stretched out her hand to check the boy's breath.
His breath was weak, but fortunately it was still stable.
There were no injuries on the boy's body. Apart from a little bruise, there were almost no wounds.
His current condition seems to be that he fell into a coma due to excessive physical exertion.
"I'm fine, but you must be fine too!"
Nia held the unconscious Verus in her arms and whispered into his ear, unable to hold back tears from the corners of her eyes.
Lianna on her back stretched out her young hands and rubbed her sister's face.
Although she wiped away those two lines of hot tears for her sister, she actually made her sister's face even more miserable with her dirty hands.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
Suddenly there was a burst of applause in the forest, and the spectators seemed quite satisfied with this sensational scene.
In fact, this young man named Verus had been confused before as to why the enemy was an eight-legged sickle insect.
That kind of killing intent can only be possessed by a butcher who has slaughtered many creatures.
This eight-legged sickle bug, which has almost never left the forest, does not have that terrifying killing intent, nor does it meet the conditions.
It was just a passing predator. The one who really targeted the boy and his group from the beginning was actually——