Chapter 833: Escape and Kill in the Demon Swamp (9)
Chapter 833 Escape from the Demon Swamp (9)
"Huh!" Bedivere breathed a sigh of relief and sat down next to Elaine, leaning his back on the unconscious white bear man's fat and furry belly: "It's finally safe for the time being. Oh my god,
How much longer will this terrible swamp continue?"
"The road is still long." Palamedes looked tired, but he deliberately suppressed his fatigue and cheered up, saying: "We can't stop and rest until we reach a safe area. Young people, cheer up.
Keep it up."
"Ugh..." Seifer couldn't cheer up. The fall he just made not only caused him to be seriously injured by the blood-sucking tentacle monsters, but what was even worse was that he even lost the shield and spear in his hand.
.
He originally just wanted to recycle the spear and earn back his capital, but he didn't expect that he would lose a lot of money. What a loss!
But is this really a loss?
The young leopard man glanced secretly at his father's back, and a warmth flowed into the young leopard man's heart.
This time, he was not abandoned.
This time, Palamedes not only chose to save Seglad, but also sacrificed his life to save Seifer.
Seven years later, he saw for the first time that his down-and-out father had become so powerful. The image of Palamedes improved a lot in the hearts of his sons.
Reality is not always so hopeless, and history occasionally changes.
If they work hard enough, losers can also counterattack.
---And, you will receive rich rewards from God.
"It's time to take care of your wounds. Don't move." The elf girl Chanel grabbed Saffir's hand and washed the wounds on the leopard man's body with clean water.
Those wounds were caused by the suckers of the tentacle monster. Each one was as big as a bullet hole and spread all over Zeffel's back and arms, leaving the leopard man young man with pits all over his body. Although the bleeding had stopped, they still looked like
Very scary.
But for some unknown reason, Seifer felt a sense of gratitude towards the swamp tentacle monsters.
"Oh, thank you." Saifer looked at Chanel cleaning his wounds and blushed shyly: "I can wash the rest myself, don't bother meow---"
"No, there are a lot of wounds on my back. If you don't take care of them, they will get infected. Take off your clothes quickly."
"Uh, no need, really no need, meow---" He said this, but in his heart he was even more grateful to the swamp tentacle monsters.
"Take it off if you are told, don't keep talking." Chanel used a dagger to break down a piece of parachute cloth into countless strips. She planned to use these light, thin, and breathable gel fabrics as bandages.
Albert had just put a fig leaf around his waist. When he heard the conversation between Chanel and Saifer, he immediately pouted dissatisfiedly: "Oh, you have such a big opinion on me taking off my clothes, but he won't take it off."
You are not happy---"
"Shut up! You are a pervert who likes to run around naked when he has nothing to do, and this is force majeure for him. How can you treat him equally?" the elf girl cursed angrily: "Be on your guard and don't look here. Uh,
Mr. Bedivere, can you give me some resin?"
"Of course." Bedivere took out some sticky resin from a heated stone bowl, smeared it on Elaine's wound, and then gave Chanel the rest of the resin in the stone bowl:
"Be careful of hot hands."
In the absence of any medical equipment, they could only use readily available materials to treat the team members' injuries, and heated resin was a good antibacterial agent.
---Of course, not all resins are antibacterial. The resin in their hands is an aromatic resin similar to the tropical dipterocarp tree, which can sterilize and deodorize.
Bediwell applied this resin to a terrible burn on the chest of the White Bear Man, and let it fill the wound of the White Bear. It was not only antibacterial, but also had the effect of stopping bleeding and astringent, and isolating bacterial infection. After heating, the dragon slowly evaporated
The resin even has a cooling effect and is very effective in treating burns and scalds.
The werewolf then casually bandaged Elaine with scraps of parachute cloth, making the white bear, which was blackened by smoke and struggling in pain, feel a little more comfortable.
Of course, this consumes a lot of resources. The resin stock in their hands is not much.
Their battle with the swamp python today consumed a large number of wooden arrows, several high-energy incendiary arrows, and also lost three jet thrusters, a shield and a spear. It takes a lot of effort to recreate these things.
and energy are immeasurable---not to mention that most of the materials cannot be manufactured without raw materials.
So much wasted, but nothing good could be gained. Because of those damn swamp tentacle monsters, they had no time to clean up the battlefield and snatch the spoils from the boa constrictors.
"Alas." Bedivere sighed deeply. He shouldn't lament too much. Being able to survive the attack of that terrifying giant python is already a miracle among miracles.
Or maybe not.
"Well, that's weird." Chanel frowned while touching the resin on Saifei's back: "Why do I always feel... as if something is still chasing us behind us?"
The werewolf also felt something. It was not based on the smell, but based on the murderous aura that was constantly filling the air.
He raised his bow and turned his head to look warily.
A huge black shadow emerged from the bottom of the water, and the terrifying thing scared everyone on the boat!
It's a swamp python!
The monster was blown into two pieces, and the part below the chest was left in place. It was probably surrounded and sucked by the tentacle monsters;
And the part above its chest, that is, the part connected to the snake's head, can still move, and it catches up with amazing vitality. It is really the most amazing thing among species!
------No, is this really a living thing?
"Oh my god, what's the principle of that?" Chanel looked at the dark smoke-like thing behind the giant snake: "Does this kind of monster exist in the world?"
Bedivere swallowed his saliva. He knew very well that it was definitely not a Warcraft. There is no Warcraft in this world that can be broken into two parts and still release black smoke and continue to move.
Those black mist-like objects that are constantly changing in appearance and are being used like snake tails by the giant swamp snakes are exactly a kind of spirit body.
It is more like a snake's tail than a real snake's tail, and every twist is full of viciousness, bloodlust and greed. Since it is so dark, it is either an evil spirit or a dark spirit - the swamp python is so crazy and ferocious, I am afraid it is the future
Most of them.
This disgusting monster was probably infected by the dark spirit, and through years of crazy hunting, it gradually created this dark spirit in its body;
...Or maybe it's just the opposite. The dark spirit existed from the beginning, but it was just hunting in the skin of a big snake. Who knows.
Bedivere only knows one simple fact:
The group of them exhausted all their strength to barely defeat the swamp python, which was a "war beast". That was their limit. They didn't expect that this guy could still take the form of a dark spirit (or evil spirit).
Appear in front of everyone!
Judging from the team's current equipment and status, this swamp python is simply impossible to defeat.
-------In other words, they are dead!
At the same time, at 8 o'clock in the morning, the city of Edinburgh, Great Britain, the base of the Knights of the North, Edinburgh Castle.
Led by Cameron, the Knight of the Round Table, Arthur and his party came to a huge room.
The whole room was filled with the aura of darkness and steel. This aura seemed to have penetrated every brick and tile of the castle for thousands of years and could never be eliminated.
This room seems to be a training room, but there is no training equipment in it, just thousands of metal-colored recliners neatly placed.
These metal recliners have high-grade leather seat cushions. They look like some kind of electric massage chairs, but they have an extra cover to cover the head, and there are many dark lights on the seats. When the lights turn on,
At that time, the entire recliner was full of high-tech atmosphere.
"Wow, what a beautiful chair. I guess it will be very comfortable to sit on it and get a massage." Husky praised (complained) with a smile, but he was muttering in his heart that he must have been deceived by Uncle Arthur.
------Where's the playground you promised?!
In this dark and metallic room, there is neither a playground nor any facilities for playing, there are only a large number of massage chairs! Electric massage chairs that only old men will like!
Did Uncle Arthur tell them to lie here all day and enjoy the "massage"?
Don't be so deceptive!
"This is not a massage chair, little fool." King Arthur guessed what Husky was thinking. He didn't rush to explain. He just smiled softly and put down Little Hal on his back: "Okay, take it off.
Put on your shoes and lie down on the chair. We'll start right away."
"Huh? What to start with?" Husky sat on the chair doubtfully, lying on his back along the angle of the recliner: "A massage? I'm so looking forward to it."
King Arthur was again amused by the duplicity of the dog-man boy, but he still said nothing and remained mysterious.
Although he was still murmuring in his heart, the dog-man boy couldn't help but admire: This chair is so comfortable, and the soft seat cushion is made of genuine leather. It seems like you can fall asleep at any time when lying on it.
"Also," King Arthur settled down Little Hal and asked the Leopard Man boy to lie down on the chair on the left side of Husky: "Do you want to go to the toilet first? It's not convenient to interrupt once you start. Don't wait in line now.
It’s clean, but I’ll probably choke later.”
Husky glanced at King Arthur in confusion. Do you need to prepare yourself before lying on the chair to rest?
"No, I just finished playing Wang before setting off." Husky said gloomily.
"Okay, let's get started." Arthur also took off his shoes and lay flat on the chair: "Cameron, let's do it."
"As you command, Your Majesty." Cameron snorted, obviously he still had some complaints about King Arthur's hasty decision.
But now that they are all here and have let these two brats know the secret of this computer room, they can only carry out the matter to the end.
The Knight of the Round Table reached out and pressed the button on each chair several times to set a certain program for these recliners.
Before Husky could react, the cover on the top of the recliner came down and pressed his forehead.
Beep!------The electronic device on the cover makes a strange trill.
"Start connecting." A stiff voice said. It seemed to be an electronically synthesized voice, but it was not a human voice.
Bang! There was some kind of electrical signal that hit Husky's head. The dog-man boy felt that his vision went dark, and his body seemed to be grabbed by some unknown force and dragged into another world. He had not responded yet.
When he came over, he had already lost consciousness.