The cold wind in early spring brought with it waves of malice, rolling up a few dead branches and cold leaves, and swept them past the feet of the werewolf young man.
Judging from the hazy moonlight and the smell of the night, the time should be around ten o'clock in the evening.
Originally, during this time, Bediwell should be lying on the bed, drinking a few sips of beer comfortably, watching TV, and living his "irrelevant" life.
In the month since I met Albert again, the werewolf's leisurely life that had lasted for many years has completely changed. Recently, there has been a "surprise" almost every day.
The tiger can be said to be a savior, or a god of plague---what a crazy life he has brought to Bedivere!
The werewolf felt a little regretful. Why was he doing such ridiculous things at this time and here?
The huge cave in front of him seemed to be laughing at the werewolf at the moment, mocking him for appearing in the wrong place at the wrong time at the wrong time.
The darkness and murderous aura flowing out of the cave, although there was only a faint trace, was so strong that it made people sick. Not only Bedivere, but also Elaine, who was an orc, could clearly feel this terrifying aura.
"I, do we really want to go in?" the white bear man said doubtfully, "just, can't we use something to lure the monsters inside to come out and deal with them?"
That's not a weak statement. In fact, what White Bear said makes sense. The cave is full of unknown dangers. If a fight breaks out, it's not easy to dodge in such a narrow place.
"I'm sorry, the sealed god must be in the cave where it is located. You don't want the god to sleep outside the cave, right?" Olin walked to the cave and dropped a small seed from his pocket: "This
It’s a [forest seed], so I’ll plant it in front of the cave. If things really go wrong, we can use it to escape quickly.”
The werewolf glanced at the seed with disdain. The finger-sized seed looked like the bulb of some kind of narcissus. The shape was somewhat unique, but other than that there was nothing particularly outstanding about it.
(If things were really bad, we might have died in the cave, so there would be no need for this little seed, right?)
"Come on." Oulin took care of herself and crouched down: "Let's go forward first and see the situation."
The werewolf and white bear man had no choice but to squat down and slowly advance behind Olin.
The cave was dark and boundless, and they could only rely on the faint light of the stars and the moon from outside the cave, while touching the stone walls of the cave to move forward.
Fortunately, this cave system is not complicated. Judging from the current path, this deep cave is just a straight path. Moreover, the cave is relatively dry, and the previous secret passage in the stone chamber is much more comfortable.
"That ---" While groping slowly, Bedivere also asked Olin in a weak and almost inaudible voice: "Has your Druids always been doing this kind of exorcism work?"
"Always? Maybe." The woman also replied in a low voice, "Some gods are too dangerous and affect the balance of nature. They must be quelled. And, yes, we can also get paid while doing this--
-The source of funds necessary to operate the church."
(Does your religion still need to spend money to operate? In my opinion, it is just a group of people kneeling in front of a tree to pray...)
"But we have never been so busy. I don't know what happened in the past few years. The gods in the whole world have started to go crazy. According to the prophet, [the world is changing], and something is moving at the bottom of the world."
, so that the gods became restless."
"How many years have this been?"
"To be precise, it was during these seven years." Orin pointed out pointedly: "The explosive growth of violent gods began seven years ago.
It just so happened that our great King Arthur came to the throne...I wonder if it has anything to do with him? In my opinion, King Arthur is a monster, a monster who brings chaos to the world."
Hearing Olin say this, Bedivere was very unhappy: "I don't allow you to slander King Arthur like this! How much contribution has His Majesty King Arthur made to this world, and how much do people like you know?!"
"Shh! Keep your voice down!" Olin kicked Bediwell in the face with a back hoof: "Do you want to be discovered by the gods?"
"Apologise! Take back what you just said about slandering Arthur!" The werewolf still refused to give up.
"Tsk---you damn His Majesty the King's loyal dog, how dare you say that you are not a dog? Well, pretend I didn't say what I just said. However, the anger of the gods is definitely related to King Arthur. One day I will
Let me prove it to you, just wait and see."
(It’s hard to say.)
This world should have been destroyed seven years ago. The fact that it has continued to this day is entirely due to King Arthur. It was the battle between Arthur and the Seat of Karma (Destiny) that made the world what it is now.
But does the huge change bring luck or misfortune? God knows. The world is evolving in a direction that no one can predict, and what lies in front of it is huge chaos.
Perhaps, it is precisely because of this huge chaos that makes the gods of the old world angry and uneasy?
If this is the case, is it indeed Bedivere's bounden duty to calm these gods?
"Hey!" The white bear man groaned softly, as if he saw something terrible, and grabbed Bedivere's shoulder with one hand.
It hurts! This bear doesn't know how to control it! If the werewolf hadn't been well-trained and his muscles and bones were as strong as fine steel, his shoulder would have been shattered by now!
"E-Elaine!?" The werewolf suppressed his anger and asked in a low voice.
"Yes, there is something above us!" the White Bear whispered.
Drop. There is indeed something. Ice-cold, falling on the top of the woman's head.
"Don't worry, it's just water dripping from the cave." Olin said disapprovingly.
"No." Bedivere grabbed Orin: "This cave doesn't smell of moisture, how could it be dripping?"
"So, that means------" The three of them looked up at the same time.
On the deep ceiling, there were terrifying, countless red eyes, staring at the three people.
"Oh, damn, what the hell are these?!" The werewolf quickly revealed his weapon. If the enemy discovers it first, there is no point in hiding it!
The fluorescent green light of the lightsaber instantly filled the entire space. With that light, people saw a large group of things crawling on the ceiling.
A bunch of spiders!
A group of spiders with skull-like patterns on their abdomens, each one as big as a human head!
Moreover, the holes in the eyes of the skull face continued to emit a strange red light, as if the eyes of a real skeleton were glowing.
"It's a ghost-faced spider." Olin exclaimed in a low voice: "Put away your lightsaber quickly! Do you want to anger the gods by making such a big light on the night of summoning spirits?!"
"No, I think they have been angered enough, let them continue to be angry." Bedivere refused to put away the only lighting object on his body. He kept backing up, guarding against the spiders on the ceiling, and be careful
Dodge the countless spider acid drops falling from the sky.
The heavy Elaine couldn't avoid it, and a drop of strong acid dripped on his shoulder, making his hair stand on end in pain. However, the regeneration ability of the White Bear Man (Dragon Man) was very terrifying, and his shoulder had just been ablated by the strong acid.
The small pits were immediately covered by the regrown skin and hair!
After this kid becomes an adult, will his regeneration ability become too incredible? Bedivere couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
But he didn't have time to marvel. A large group of spiders above his head were drooling at them. After pulling away, the werewolf immediately drew a claw in the air and shot out four waves of moonlight.
The extremely sharp photon vacuum blades spread out and slashed at the spiders. Of course, their fragile insect shells could not withstand the powerful slashes of the moonlight waves, and were instantly chopped into pieces.
The dead ghost-faced spiders spewed out green mucus, and these poisonous and highly acidic liquids splashed everywhere like rain!
"You're crazy!" Orin casually made a stroke, and a large branch and leaf grew from her arm. These branches and leaves overlapped and intertwined, and instantly transformed into a giant shield...or a giant umbrella.
The werewolf and white bear man had cleverly moved closer to the woman and hid under the giant umbrella.
Sizzle! The poisonous acid dripping down was blocked by the giant umbrella, making bursts of erosion sounds. They dripped to the ground along the edge of the umbrella, corroding the limestone ground into small holes, emitting white smoke.
!If you are drenched by this poisonous acid, I am afraid your whole person will melt!
"It's really troublesome that I can't blow it up." The werewolf complained.
"You idiot! It turns out you are on the same level as that stupid bear! We were almost killed by you!" Olin yelled: "If you lack common sense about Warcraft, don't take action at will!"
(As for cursing people like this? I don’t lack common sense about Warcraft. I just lack common sense about the Warcraft of Great Britain.)
(And the acid rain isn’t that hard to avoid, probably.)
Zizzizizi! After killing several companions, the group of ghost-faced spiders must have become angry and angry. They kept spitting poisonous acid at Bediwell and others, and did not want to stop for a moment! The whole
It was like a heavy rain falling inside the cave, with no way of stopping it!
"Wow, they are really, really good at drooling." The white bear man was exclaiming: "Dry, why haven't you done it after drooling so much?"
"Shut up! I get so angry when I hear what you say!" Orin was concentrating on maintaining the leaf shield, but Elaine's meaningless words clearly distracted her.
"Olin, how long can your leaf shield last?" Bediwell asked worriedly. There is a layer of natural biological wax on the surface of the leaves, which can slide away the acid and prevent the acid from corroding the shield surface. But this continuous
I'm afraid the shield alone won't last long in an acid shower, right?
"Don't worry. I can get rid of these spiders before the shield is destroyed." Orin said, waving her hand again.
Several tree seeds flew out and hit the wall of the cave. Olin's so-called "silviculture seeds" began their wonderful "counterattack"!