Bedivere raised his whip, half-knelt on the ground, and swept it along the ground.
Click! First there was an abnormal sound, coming from somewhere in the nearby lawn.
Click, click, click, click, click! Next, there were countless strange noises on the lawn, which were the sounds of the flytrap being triggered.
"Oh, are you using a whip to explore the road?" Tristan looked at the werewolf's actions and asked curiously: "Aren't you afraid of the whip being caught?"
Bedivere sneered and did not answer the fish-man prince's stupid question. His turtle-tongue whip was only as thick as two thumbs, and its cross-section could be said to be very small. It was difficult for those Venus flytraps to clamp it smoothly, and even if
If it is unfortunately caught in the road, the smooth appearance and hard and flexible texture of the Turtle Tongue Whip can help it escape without being damaged by the flytrap.
The most important thing is that the whip sweeps across the ground at an extremely high speed, and the wind pressure it creates is the main reason for triggering the trap. Although Venus flytrap traps are powerful, there is a momentary delay in the process from sensing vibration to clamping.
A moment's delay was enough for Bedivere's whip to pass.
Click, click, click, click, click! Countless traps were triggered by whips, making continuous strange noises throughout the grassland. Just by hearing the noise, they knew that the number of traps exceeded at least three digits. Without testing, they would not know this area.
The grass turns out to be filled with murderous intent!
"Bastard!" Tristan yelled angrily with the veins on his forehead protruding, "This is a complete minefield! There are so many traps prepared to plot against people!"
At this point, the werewolf finally couldn't help but complain: "Please, aren't you a prince? You lose your temper so easily. Are your politeness and self-cultivation just a pretense in front of others?"
Unexpectedly, this unintentional comment hit Tristan's Achilles heel. The fishman prince immediately retorted angrily: "Yes, I am a prince. It is the duty of the royal family to pretend to be noble in front of others. It is for the sake of public image. What's wrong with it?"
Do you dare to say that you are not pretending, whether you are in front of others or alone? You seem to be a decent person now. Maybe at home, you are just a lazy guy wearing a pair of underpants and drinking beer on the sofa.
Woolen cloth."
Unexpectedly, this unintentional guess hit Bedivere's Achilles' heel. The werewolf's head was filled with smoke and his anger was about to explode. But he suddenly thought of the agreement [not to quarrel with Tristan], so he immediately suppressed it.
Own anger: "I don't want to quarrel with you, it's better to stop this topic here."
"You're right?" Tristan let out a noble and cold laugh.
"Maybe. You can guess." Bedivere was too lazy to discuss it with the fish-man prince.
(Actually, that’s right.)
"Hehehe, he is indeed a lazy man." Seeing the werewolf shrinking, Tristan mocked unmercifully.
"Shut up." Bedivere said coldly.
"It's just the facts. Do you have any dissatisfaction?"
"No! Just ------ be quiet!" Bedivere said angrily: "Didn't you hear anything else?"
"Me? No." The fishman prince knew that his hearing was not as sensitive as that of a werewolf: "Then it's your job to be a guard, okay?"
"So can you stop saying a few words and let me concentrate on my vigilance?" Bedivere felt as if all his strength had been drained. Conversing with Tristan was so annoying that he was almost exhausted.
Just as Tristan was about to say something else, a voice interrupted him.
It was a low, continuous, annoying muffled sound. A kind of roar.
To be more precise, it was the sound of the flapping wings of insects.
However, that thing sounded very strange, and it was full of a sense of oppression. From this strange sound, it was inferred that the roaring thing was either very huge, or it was very close to the two of them.
Or, it’s both!!
"Get down!!" Bedivere shouted quickly. Behind him, Tristan crouched down on the ground almost at the same time as the werewolf to avoid the enemy's next surprise attack!
Fortunately, there was such a quick and capable crouch, otherwise the two heads would have moved at this moment! Something huge hit the two of them head-on at high speed, raising some kind of wind pressure that could barely be seen with the naked eye, and Bedi
Will's ears were shaved off from the tips of Tristan's hair!
The wind pressure distorted the air and formed an extremely sharp vacuum blade. It not only shaved off a few lints on the tips of Bedivere's ears, but also shaved off several strands of Tristan's blond hair. It also scared the two of them into a cold sweat.
Risk!
No, what really frightened Bedivere was not the vacuum blade attack that was so fast that it was hard to see!
What really frightened Bedivere was that the opponent was charging straight at him, but the werewolf couldn't see it at all! The thing seemed invisible! Even the low sound like the flapping of insect wings was only heard within about five seconds.
It can only be heard from a distance of several yards. The invisible monster just sneaked up to a place five yards away from the two of them, and then approached from that distance at high speed in one breath!
But after one of its sneak attacks was unsuccessful, it immediately disappeared and completely lurked in the woods, preparing for the next assassination!
What a joke! This is simply an invisible guillotine!
Who is that? It can approach it from a distance of only five yards from the front, but a werewolf with excellent eyesight can't see it at all?!
Is it illusion, invisibility, or invisibility?
What they are facing should be the ferocious plants in this area where biohazard occurs. Their opponents are just plants with no brains and extremely low intelligence. How can such ghosts be able to use magic?!
No, it's not necessarily magic. It's too early to tell for sure.
Bediwell maintained a crouching posture on the ground, half of his body hidden in the weeds on the ground: "Don't stand stupidly, keep this posture and run forward!"
"Are you crazy?! This is a minefield full of traps!"
"My whip will detect all the traps. As long as we don't run too fast, we can find a safe road!" Bedivere has begun to move forward. He is in a semi-crouching position while running in a crouch.
, the left hand also had to raise the tortoise-tongue whip in an awkward posture, and operated the whip to sweep across the fan-shaped area in front to clear the way.
Click, click, click! The sound of traps being triggered came and went, but it was relatively sporadic. The Venus flytrap traps on the grass were no longer so dense.
"Hey, will that invisible thing catch up with us?" Tristan also crouched and ran behind the werewolf, lowering his voice and asking: "Is there really no problem with this speed?"
The werewolf didn't answer. He was concentrating on clearing mines and moving at the same time. He even wanted to save the energy to answer.
In fact, this is the maximum speed they can move safely. No matter how fast they run, the tungsten turtle tongue whip will not be able to clear the mines in time. It is very likely that they will step into a Venus flytrap trap, break off a foot, and then be killed by that
The invisible killer catches up and kills him.
Bedivere could only hope that the opponent's movement speed would not be much faster. They would have a chance to escape smoothly and finally find a countermeasure. If the monster wanted to remain invisible and sneak around, it probably couldn't move too fast, right?
Click! Click! Click! Click! The sound of Venus flytrap traps being triggered continued to be heard from the grass ahead. The werewolf and the fishman prince continued to crouch forward, at a slightly slower pace than their usual pace, from countless
A triggered Venus flytrap walks by.
Buzz buzz buzz buzz! And the roar behind them was getting closer and closer. The invisible monster was obviously chasing them closely, and the enemy was getting closer and closer to the two of them!
No! If you run away at this pace, it is only a matter of time before you are caught up! Tristan put his hand on the werewolf's shoulder and let Bedivere take charge of navigation, while the fishman prince himself looked back as he walked, trying to find out where the enemy was.
The posture is good for counterattack.
Just as Bedivere had guessed, that thing couldn't move very fast, maybe it was just a little faster than Bedivere and the others crouching forward.
------But its invisibility technique is completely flawless!
Although I don’t know what trick was used, from the sound, it was definitely less than ten yards away from Tristan------at such a close distance, the fish-man prince still couldn’t see it!
The darkness of the forest does have some impact on vision, but Tristan's eyesight is not bad, and the slight impact caused by environmental factors is originally negligible. In the end, it is because this monster's invisibility is so powerful!
Originally, since this thing was flying in the air, even if it used magic to make its whole body invisible, its whereabouts would at least be exposed due to the air flow caused by the flapping of its wings or the swing of the surrounding grass! However, there was no such thing.
, nothing! Even if Tristan squinted his eyes and stared hard, the air in that direction was still calm, and no flaws could be seen! Even the grass nearby showed no reaction, and there was no abnormality in the swing of the grass and trees at all.
place!
What principle does it rely on to fly in the air, and what principle does it rely on to offset the inevitable air flow and distortion caused by flight? This is so wonderful that it cannot be understood with normal logic!
Not only is there no flaw in the visual sense, but even the flaw in the auditory sense is cleverly covered up by it! The sound of its flapping wings seems to have a diffusion effect. Although the direction of the monster can be roughly determined from the sound source, the sound cannot be heard clearly.
It sounds as if it comes from the inside of a huge sphere, and echoes many times in the sphere, and the echoes are then spread out in a random diffusion manner.
This diffused sound source is extremely complex, changeable and unpredictable, and even Bediwell with his sensitive hearing cannot accurately determine the location of the enemy!
This guy's invisibility ability is really superb! It is simply a perfect monster specially designed for latent assassination!