Startled by this terrible thought, Bedivere lost most of his drunkenness. He used his last strength to try to jump out of the stone bowl, but unexpectedly he hit a "ceiling".
The Pegmie savages covered the top of the stone bowl with a huge stone disk, trapping the werewolves and leopard men inside.
This is simply to stew the two of them.
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," Bedivere banged and slapped the huge "pot lid" in horror. It was no use. The stone was heavy and thick, and it was impossible to move or destroy it with one person's strength.
"Palamedes, Paramids, wake up quickly," Bedivere shook the big cat, "If we don't get up, we will be stewed."
"Well," unexpectedly, the drunken big cat hugged the werewolf tightly as soon as he was disturbed: "Hey, hey, girl, where are you going to go so late at night? Let me give you a kiss first,"
"Girl, meow, it's me, Bedivere," the werewolf said angrily.
"Ah hahahaha, don't talk nonsense, look at this delicate waist---"
"That's my thigh, you bastard," the werewolf tried his best to resist, but he didn't have much energy left, and he lost to the drunk cat in terms of strength.
Palamedes kissed me with his cat's mouth. If I continue like this, I will be ------.
Bedivere used the last strength he could muster and slapped Palamedes desperately, causing stars to pop out of his eyes.
"Girl...your arm strength is amazing...what beautiful biceps, meow------" The drunk cat became more and more incoherent.
After taking a breath, Bedivere had an idea and came up with the final trick: "Palami, I will definitely find an opportunity to tell Vivian about tonight's events."
"Uh, what,,------don't," struck a chord with the Leopard Man warrior. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and lost most of his drunkenness.
"I will tell your wife that you touched my thigh and planned to kiss me," Bedivere continued, "I don't know what Vivian will think after hearing this."
"Ugh," the big cat made a disgusted expression. This time he was completely awake.
"Hey, Bedivere, what a coincidence, why are you here?" Paramedis looked around with the faint light seeping in from the edge of the stone bowl.
"It's no use pretending to be stupid," the werewolf still said with an angry look on his face: "Also, take your hands off my thigh, you pervert,"
"Uh," the big cat jumped away almost reflexively: "I'm sorry,"
"I'll settle the score with you later," Bedivere tried his best to maintain his last bit of sobriety in the drunkenness, and slapped the lid of the stone bowl: "Now we have to leave here first---if we don't want to be stewed, oh well, "Oops, it's so hot,"
The werewolf felt dizzy for a while, and the water heated up a lot. The savages started a raging fire outside, burning the stone bowl red.
Bedivere tried to push away the stone cover many times, but failed. His physical strength had reached the bottom and he was about to faint.
Palamedes did nothing but sit still.
"Asshole, you're here to help," the werewolf shouted hysterically. The big cat still wanted to be lazy at this critical moment of life. Would it cost him his life?
"Don't make any noise, I'm trying," Palamedes scolded the werewolf in turn: "Stay back and stick to the bowl to hide, if you don't want to get hurt."
"Are you going to ---," Bedivere moved his body back a little. In fact, he didn't have much strength to struggle anymore. He just wanted to find a more comfortable position to lie down and wait for death.
"Coming," the big cat shouted.
Pounds and loud noises followed one after another, exploding above Bediville and the others.
[Meteor Gun --- Gengunil] was summoned by Palamedes. It pierced the upper cover of the stone bowl and struck down in the center of the bowl like thunder and lightning.
And it landed less than a foot between Bediwell's legs.
"You---," scared the werewolf half to death: "You bastard, you almost made me cut off my descendants,"
"Sorry, sorry," the big cat shook his head, pretending to be guilty and said: "I didn't control it well, hahahahahahahahahahaha------"
"Once again: I'll go back and settle the score with you." The werewolf grabbed the handle of the spear and said, "What to do now, use this to pry open the top cover."
"It's not necessary," Palamedes slapped the stone lid above his head hard. Under the impact of the spear just now, the lid had broken into two halves and fell to both sides.
When it hit, the flying cover crushed the Pygmies who were stoking the fire around them, and the almost boiling hot water made the savages scream and run away.
The werewolves and leopard men had already rushed out of the stone bowl and ran towards the direction where the wild people were less dense.
"Where are you running?" Paramedes staggered and ran behind Bedivere.
"Professor Paul's home," the werewolf vaguely recognized the layout of this village. He just hoped that his sense of direction was not affected by his drunkenness: "Our clothes and weapons are probably all there,"
"perhaps,,"
"Hey, you guys." Unexpectedly, Professor Paul had already run over from the direction of his house: "It's terrible. It turns out that these Pygmies have a custom: they not only eat their own people, but also eat them." The gods---Sonohasta, they think that doing this can gain the power of the gods,"
(This is called hindsight,)
Bediwell's anger almost turned into flames and sprayed on the damn old professor. He yelled at Professor Paul: "Yes, thank you for reminding us. We just found out about it too - he was thrown into a bowl and stewed." Ten minutes later,"
After meeting Professor Paul, he immediately asked: "Where are our clothes and weapons?"
"In the great elder's room, probably,"
(Again, roughly,,)
Professor Paul turned around and took a look. The group of primitive people chasing after him like crazy scared him half to death: "Oh my god, you really pissed them off. That's the great elder's home over there."
While dodging various poisonous blow darts, Bediwell rushed towards the door of the great elder's house: "If you annoy them, just annoy them. I would rather annoy them than be eaten."
Located on the edge of the cliff, a rather grand and large house seems to be waving to the werewolves. It is simply their refuge.
The great elder of the Pegmie tribe had just opened the door, muttering something to stop Bediwell and the others. Unexpectedly, the werewolf came up and kicked the old savage out.
"Close the door, close the door quickly," the werewolf shouted immediately after rushing into the house.
After Palamedes also came in, Professor Paul immediately locked the door bolt behind him, and countless poisonous blow darts were nailed to the wooden door panel with a terrifying sound.
"Oh my God, what should we do, what should we do," Professor Paul exclaimed in a panic: "I didn't expect these savages to be so ferocious. Even I am in danger this time--"
"Now you know the danger, you should thank God. You have lived here for so many years and you have not been cooked. This is simply a miracle," Bedivere scolded while rummaging around. Soon, he I found the clothes he was wearing when he came in the pile of debris nearby.
Although the clothes had just been washed and were still wet, the werewolf still put them on reluctantly. It was better than running around naked.
With the whip and longbow in hand, Bedivere finally found a sense of security, but the shouts outside the door were still loud. Judging from the momentum, they were surrounded.
"We can only rush out," Palamedes shook his head and said, "Fortunately, this house is not far from the cliff, *burp*, just run to the cliff---"
"Then, are you going to jump off the cliff?" Bedivere heard the big cat burping and knew something was wrong.
(Just because we believe in you, we have fallen into this situation,)
Veins protruded from the werewolf's forehead. Bedivere wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a spear that pierced the outer wall of the house.
The houses of these savages are made of wooden boards and bones, which are not strong. Under the fierce attack, they will probably fall apart soon. There is no time to hesitate. Bediville has no choice but to obey Pala Medis' plan.
Professor Paul pointed to the back door of the house and said: "That way is the direction of the cliff."
"Very good," the werewolf raised the turtle tongue whip in his hand, wrapped it around the beams of the house, and pulled hard, causing the whole house to collapse in an instant.
The raised dust blinded the eyes of the Pegmie savages who were attacking on the outside. Immediately afterwards, the turtle tongue whip wrapped around the huge bone beams of the house and swept away all the enemies within ten yards.
"Run," the werewolf sprang out from the grass and rubble of the house, followed closely by Paramedis, who threw a shining lightning ball with his backhand.
The savages who had not yet reacted did not know how to catch up, nor did they know how to shoot poisonous arrows. When they reacted and planned to chase Bediwell and others, the lightning ball released by Paramedis exploded in front of the savages. .
Bang, that thing didn't have much lethality, but it emitted a strong flash of light and an astonishing thunder. Countless electric arcs struck everything around it. The arcs drawn out were up to ten yards long. This sound and light effect scared the pursuers. Stupid, the pace of pursuit was much slower.
Bediwell, Palamedes and Professor Paul all successfully ran to the edge of the cliff.
The problem came. In front of them was a bottomless cliff, and behind them were thousands of Pygmy cannibals.
Palamedes summoned all his strength and shouted: "Jump!"
"What,, but------waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa," Professor Paul was kicked by the big cat before he could protest. His screams gradually weakened as he fell.
"You'd better have a plan, ------whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa," Bedivere also screamed and jumped off the cliff, letting out a funny, long-drawn scream.
Palamedes made a taunting gesture towards the pursuers behind him, then assumed a diving posture and jumped out of the cliff in a very coquettish manner.
------That's right, they didn't have any escape plan. The only "plan" was to jump off the cliff.