Chapter 846: Escape and Kill in the Demon Swamp (22)
Chapter 846 Escape from the Demon Swamp (22)
"There is no other way. Let's send out smoke to notify Paramedis and the others to come and help!" The werewolf sighed, took out an arrow, tore off some scraps of cloth, and wrapped it up tightly: "You can still pee."
?Give me a little more."
"No more, meow." Seglade blushed and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had known this would happen, I would have left some stock just now, meow."
The giant tortoises came closer. They waved their tongues wildly, and their targets were completely locked on the two orc youths---they had coaxed each other and ate the same kind of meat once before, so they were probably tired of the same kind of meat.
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There is no other way, use water instead, and make a smoke smoke as soon as possible. In short, Bediwell and the others will definitely not be able to escape this time, unless------
"Look!" Seglade shouted happily: "No need to set off wolf smoke, meow! They are coming, meow!"
Bediwell took advantage of the situation and looked from a distance. Seglade was right. A raft appeared in the sky in the distance, and two silver hot air balloons were particularly conspicuous in the sky.
"But they can't get close." The werewolf looked at the giant turtles around him. The tongues of the monsters are thirty feet long. If the boat approaches the landing rashly, it may be swept away. If it is swept by these terrifying turtle tongues, the raft will definitely be
fall apart.
We have to find a way to distract the giant swamp turtles! Even if it’s just for a moment!
The werewolf thought for a moment and immediately reached out to pull out the turtle tongue on the ground. The attack just now caused the tongue to penetrate an inch deep into the ground, and it took a lot of effort for Bedivere to pull it out.
Seglade took a closer look and couldn't help but tighten his grip. The tongue was as thick as an arm. If they hadn't dodged in time and were stabbed in the butt by this thing, it would probably be painful.
Desire) life (death).
Bedivere didn't say much, and immediately wrapped the turtle tongue with cloth, then cut his arm and dyed the cloth red with his own blood.
He made a bait. In the eyes of the giant swamp turtles, such a large piece of meat was no different than one of Bediwell's legs. Coupled with the smell of werewolf blood, it was enough to keep these monsters fighting over each other.
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"Seglade, squat down!" Bedivere had already grabbed one end of the bait and spun it like a discus!
Whoosh!! He swung the bait hard! It was thrown about thirty yards!
Sure enough, the giant swamp turtles' attention was attracted by the piece of "wolf meat", and they all changed the direction of crawling to fight for the big piece of meat! Even the giant swamp turtle at the feet of Bediwell and the others was not to be outdone.
, crawling towards the meat (it didn’t even know it was its own tongue)!
Paramedis and others also drove the raft. Bedivere saw Albert waving to him from a distance, and a long, rope-like thing hung down from the raft!
The raft was approaching. The werewolf and the young leopard man were about to reach out and grab the "rope", but they were shocked to realize that the so-called "rope" turned out to be the tongue of another giant swamp turtle! The two were still frightened by this thing and were hesitating.
Should you catch it?
"What are you thinking about?! Come up here!" Palamedes yelled from the raft.
Bedivere and Segre had to endure great nausea and grab the rod with one hand..., oh no, the rope.
Of course, this was not enough to bear the weight of the two of them. They had to use all their strength to hug the rod..., oh no, the rope, and then climb up with all their strength.
And that thing seemed to be cut from another giant swamp turtle, and it was full of slippery mucus. Although it was not too slippery for people to climb up, it was so disgusting that Bediville
Almost exhausted, unable to climb any higher.
In fact, the werewolf and the young leopard man did not climb up. The rest was done by Palamedes and Albert, who worked together to pull the two guys on the rope onto the boat.
"Oh my gosh, you guys are so heavy!" Albert kept complaining.
"Sorry, I lay on the turtle's back for too long, my hands and feet are numb, meow." Seglade told a little lie and passed by.
"That kind of thing is casual.--Have you got the medicine?" Paramedis asked quickly.
"Oh, I got it, there are a lot of cats. My brother and Elaine have saved the cats. Now we just need to sit down and boil the medicine---"
"I'll make the medicine right away." Seglade sat next to his brother Saifer, picked up a stone bowl, mashed the bog berries, mixed in a little water, and boiled the medicine by the fire.
"You know how to make ice cubes, get them some ice to cool down, okay?" Paramedis handed a kettle filled with saltpeter to Bedivere, and continued to operate the photon reflector to propel the spacecraft.
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"Okay." The werewolf looked at the big wound on Palamedes' chest: "It's such a serious injury, you also need to rest."
"We'll wait until we get through this hellish place." The Leopard Warrior muttered, "I'm really fed up with this swamp!"
(I couldn’t agree more on this point.)
Bedivere looked down at the formation of giant turtles below. Countless giant swamp turtles were still hanging out their tongues, as if they could attack Bedivere and others in the air.
He wished he could leave this hellish area immediately.
At the same time, in the virtual world of a certain game, two teenagers were fighting against a giant forest bear.
In fact, it is not so much fighting, but rather trying to dodge the monster's attack.
The forest giant bear's attack mode is very simple. It either stomps or slaps with its giant palms. Occasionally, it will seize the opportunity to press the whole bear to the ground.
Although it is an extremely single mode, it can kill people easily. Based on the physique of a normal person, without wearing any armor, anyone who is lightly touched by this monster will die.
Although they are orcs, the physiques of the two teenagers are not particularly different from those of human children - in terms of vitality alone.
With this kind of physique, it would be difficult to fight against larger monsters, let alone defeat such a boss as big as a mountain!
No, even as an adult, it’s impossible to win, right?!
Bump!! The giant forest bear struck out with its palm, digging a large crater dozens of feet deep on the ground! The air waves and sand it set off spread for dozens of yards!
When the two teenagers saw the giant bear raising its claws, they backed away and rolled away. Unexpectedly, the monster's impact still caused them to fly out and hit the tree heavily, making a muffled sound!
"Uh-huh!" Husky climbed up from the almost collapsed tree trunk and wiped the (transparent) blood from the corner of his mouth. Although the pain was blocked by the system, the impact still had the illusion of great "pain", and he
He felt the huge pressure of his body colliding with the trees, and the impact almost made all the bones in his body fall apart!
Impossible! This kind of boss is too powerful. Without a whole team to surround it and use various sophisticated weapons to slowly reduce its physical strength, it is impossible to defeat it!
At least, the two young boys Husky and Hal cannot win!
Husky looked at the giant bear in the distance, and out of his peripheral vision, he couldn't help but catch a glimpse of King Arthur hiding deep in the forest.
King Arthur's faint eyes seemed to be saying to the dog-man boy: "Give up. It's not too late to give up now. Come on, let me defeat it."
Although they are very reluctant, this is probably the limit of Husky and the others.
But why? The dog-man boy didn't dare to murmur in his heart.
His Uncle Arthur was not considered strong, and even for an adult he was considered skinny.
If the difference in strength between humans and orcs is taken into account, Uncle Arthur's muscle strength is actually not much different from Husky, and may only be a little stronger than the canine boy.
In this game, Uncle Arthur, who does not have any special equipment, should theoretically have the same conditions as Husky and others.
---So, why?!
Seeing the giant forest bear that gave the teenagers endless headaches and was helpless, Uncle Arthur showed himself to be confident?
---As if he, an ordinary human man, could kill such a monster as high as a mountain with his strength?!
That is obviously impossible! Why?!
"Oh---" The giant forest bear roared, raised its left foot, and was about to step down!
"What are you talking about?" Hal quickly rushed over and pulled Husky away. The two ran in the opposite direction of the monster, trying to stay as far away as possible before the giant bear stepped on the ground!
Because that stomping is definitely not just a stomping, the shock wave it causes has a very wide range of damage!
Boom!!---The giant forest bear's foot hit the ground hard! It first caused a violent earthquake, knocking the two teenagers directly from the ground into the air;
Then it knocked away the rocks and sand on the ground, raising a terrifying shock wave that blew everything around it away!
"Woooooooooooo!!" The two teenagers were thrown further, and various small stones flew like bullets, so fast that they could make several holes in their bodies! They had no choice but to
He raised his sword to block, covering the most vital parts of his body on the broad and thick body of the pig-tooth sword!
Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang! Countless sand and stones hit the sword, making a crisp sound, and Husky flew far away. He didn't hit the tree as embarrassed as before because he didn't carry it on his back this time.
Run away from the monster, and even if you are hit by the shock wave and fly out in the air, you can still control your flying posture!
Snap! When he landed, he still slid back a long distance. In order to stop himself quickly, he stabbed the ground with his sword and braked.
Then he felt a faint burning sensation on his feet, and his boots were so worn that they were smoking.
There were only a few wounds on his body, all caused by flying gravel.
You can't win. This monster is too powerful.
When this idea came to Husky's mind again, King Arthur's figure appeared in the forest again. His eyes were still staring at the dog-man boy dimly.