Chapter 845: Escape and Kill in the Demon Swamp (21)
Chapter 845 Escape from the Demon Swamp (21)
------Or maybe not!!
"Hmph!" The big cat endured the severe pain in his chest, pulled out the dagger, slashed it, and cut off a large section of the giant swamp turtle's tongue!
Indeed, if it were an ordinary person, under this fatal blow, he would have been pierced through the heart and died!
However, as a Green Knight, Palamedes can change the body structure. It is not difficult to move the heart half an inch to the right!
The monster's heart-piercing blow did not actually penetrate the big cat's heart, it just passed by the leopard warrior's left ventricle! ---Although he was still seriously injured, at least he avoided death!
"Ouch---" The giant swamp turtle's head emerged from the water, twisting due to severe pain, and a row of sharp white teeth was about to bite the leopard man!
How could Albert give the monster a chance to hurt someone again? He had already jumped out of the raft, raised his rhinoceros horn sword and stabbed the ground!
The monster didn't expect anyone to fall from the sky. It just attacked the target in front of it, the unsuspecting giant swamp turtle, and its forehead was directly pierced by the rhino-horned giant sword. For a while, the water surface was stained with bright red color and became extremely turbid!
"Are you okay?" Albert looked at the Leopard Warrior in surprise: "You can't die even after being pierced through the heart. What is the structure of your body?"
(The structure of the dead.)
Palamedes pulled out the large piece of turtle tongue stuck in his chest: "Stop talking, get back to the raft! The boat is about to sail!"
His judgment was correct. Although Albert killed the terrifying giant swamp turtle at the raft's anchorage, the peace of the swamp was also broken. The blood spread in the water, awakening other swamp giants.
turtle!
After a few seconds, the extremely peaceful and peaceful swamp turned into a hellish killing field! Countless "soil slopes" stood up one after another, raising their turtles in great excitement! The giant swamp turtles screamed
Shouting, calling for friends, and gathering towards the raft at a slow speed!
"Set the boat, start the boat quickly!" Albert opened the anti-gravity devices on the four corners of the boat and let the raft float.
But he immediately frowned: "No! We have to use a hot air balloon! If you run on the ground, you will be swept by their tongues!"
The thirty-foot-long tongues of the giant turtles dance freely like tentacles, fast and deadly. Even a raft made so solidly will probably disintegrate immediately if it is swiped by such a tongue!
"This time, I couldn't agree more!" Chanel added the firewood into the fire plate (stone bowl) and let them burn vigorously. The hot air quickly filled the two balloons, and the additional buoyancy generated allowed the raft to lift off.
!
As long as it rises thirty yards into the air, the giant swamp turtles are no longer able to attack. It seems to be safe for the time being.
"Hmm." Paramedis took some rosin and applied it on the wound, then briefly treated it: "Is the previous commotion really the result of the two brats being in danger? I'm going to respond to them."
Chanel quickly said: "I know the direction---over there, at five o'clock!"
"Go right away." Paramedes, who was seriously injured, still operated the photon reflector and pushed the ship forward.
At the same time, the two young orcs who were trapped on the shell of a giant turtle in the swamp were getting a little restless after waiting for a long time without anyone coming to help them.
Seglade asked in a low voice: "Mr. Bedivere, I think we should just run and get back as soon as possible to meet everyone."
"No." The werewolf said flatly: "No matter how fast we run, we can't compare to those monsters' tongues. If we rush to escape, they will make many holes in our bodies. Believe your father and Chanel. They
They will definitely notice the movement here and come to save us."
"But..." Seglade said with a pained look on his face.
"but?"
"I...I can't hold it in any longer, meow..." Seglade whispered.
"Oh my god..." the werewolf showed an incredulous expression.
"Tell me... is it possible to get up and pee when these monsters aren't paying attention, meow?"
Bedivere looked at the giant swamp turtles around him. The monsters were much more obedient, but they did not lie down and continue sleeping. Instead, they walked around slowly, seemingly still looking for traces of the two orcs.
"That's not a good idea." Bedivere whispered.
The two of them were now lying on the turtle's back, motionless, so they could not be noticed for the time being.
I'm afraid that as soon as they change their posture, they will be discovered by these monsters immediately, right?
Next, they will have nowhere to escape, suffer thousands of tongues piercing their hearts, and die miserably. It’s scary to think about it.
"Well...can't you just take off your pants and pee on your stomach?" The werewolf said depressedly: "We are all men, I won't laugh at you."
Seglade glared at Bedivere.
"What?" Bedivere glared at Seglade.
"Do you think I can pee in this position, meow? And I'm wearing this kind of robe, and I have to take off my underwear, meow. I'm afraid the monsters will see me if I move too much, meow."
"Oh, it shouldn't be a problem to move slowly." Bediwell glanced at the surrounding swamp turtles again: "Their shells are so tall and thick that you can't even notice the movement on the top of the shell. As long as you don't do it
If you make too much movement to attract their attention, they won't raise their heads to look...probably."
"Maybe meow?" The young leopard man rolled his eyes at the werewolf again.
"Hey, don't be like this." Bedivere got annoyed and said casually: "It's you who are worried now, not me. Just find a way to solve it yourself and don't come to trouble me, okay? In the worst case, you'll pee in your pants.
, just wash it after you go back. Everyone will understand this critical situation."
Seglade rolled his eyes at the werewolf again, this time even more ferocious.
"Forget it, I'll figure it out myself." Seglade tried to move his left arm and slowly stretched it under him.
"Ugh..." The process was not very smooth. They lay flat on the turtle's back for so long that the young leopard man felt that half of his body was numb.
"It's so shameful... It would be nice if the rain could protect me, nya..." He tried to lift up his robe and then pulled off his pants.
Move your left foot slowly, very slowly, very slowly.
He took out little Seglade, placed it on the ground, and released it.
A stream of light yellow water slid down the turtle's back, and Seglade finally removed the dirt that had been held in for a long time from his body. The word "cool" was written on his cat face.
"Huhuhu ---" Seglade was still enjoying himself, but he didn't expect that the rolling stream flowing downward was following the faint lines of the turtle shell, and just fell on the giant swamp turtle below.
On top of head.
Of course, the monster looked displeased when someone peed on its head. The crow with protruding veins opened its mouth and stretched out its long, tentacle-like tongue------for
Give this ignorant brat a "surprise".
"Huh, it's finally solved, meow." Seglade blushed and finished the matter, and was slowly reaching out to put on his pants.
"You have to remind me to stay away from the place where you just peed." Bedivere said disgustedly, while slowly moving his body as far away from the soiled area as possible.
"What do you think?" Seglade said helplessly, but he was slowly moving to the side, trying to move away from the dirty area. The two of them were almost lying on the ground side by side, moving slowly.
getting closer and closer in the process.
Poke, poke.
"Uh, Bedivere?" Seglade felt something strange on his butt and finally couldn't help but ask.
"What?"
"Can you please stop poking my butt, meow." Seglade was slowly pulling up his pants: "When my butt is naked, it makes people feel weird when you do this, meow."
"What nonsense are you talking about? I didn't poke your ass. Do you think I'm a pervert?"
Poke.
"Here you go again, and you still say there's no meow?" Seglade said angrily, and pulled up his pants faster.
The werewolf was angry: "Really not, damn it, don't accuse me wrongly!"
"There is no one else here except you, meow. If you weren't there, wouldn't it be ------"
The two of them slowly got up in fear and turned around to look.
The giant swamp turtle's tongue was aimed at Seglade's butt and thrust towards it!
"No!!" As Seglade exclaimed, the two of them rolled at the same time, escaping this terrible blow.
The impact of the giant turtle's tongue is so strong that it can penetrate an inch deep into the hard turtle shell! If it had stabbed something else, the consequences would be unimaginable!
Although they dodged, Bediwell and Seglade were both frightened by the attack and couldn't help but feel local tension!
"It turns out these turtles are perverts, meow!" The young leopard man no longer cared about exposing his whereabouts. He quickly put on his pants, covered his buttocks and got up: "Run! If you don't run, it's too late, meow!"
The werewolf was already lying on the ground and was about to activate the [Animal Transformation Technique] and turn into a silver wolf that was good at running: "Come up!"
"No, wait, meow?!" Seglade looked at the movement around him.
The entire swamp boiled, and the giant swamp turtles climbed up one after another, waving their tentacle-like tongues again and approached! The speed of their swings was frightening, just like real whips swinging at full strength, and they emitted bursts of explosions because they partially exceeded the speed of sound.
Ming.
There's no way to escape! These guys' tongues are too fast and powerful, and it's too dangerous to be swept away!
The only thing they can do, and the only sensible thing to do, is to stay here and wait for rescue!
Seglade immediately drew out his dagger and cut off the monster's long tongue before the giant swamp turtle at their feet could pull its tongue out of its shell!
Blood spurted out. After a large section of the giant swamp turtle's tongue was severed, its tongue was no longer long enough to attack the two orc youths on its back!
If Bediwell did what they did before, they would temporarily create a safe area until other swamp turtles get closer.
---But will these guys really make the same mistake, give up chasing the two young orcs who were chasing the turtle shell, and turn to killing each other?