Chapter Seventy-Two: The Moth

Bi Bowen and Qiao Ying originally only barbecued meat on the river beach, and Chu Kai's departure touched the warning point that Qiao Ying had arranged at the edge of the crack where the search and rescue personnel came down, which was the point where Qiao Ying thought that unknown creatures would be hidden, but he didn't know that the point where he was on guard and went up was the exit.

Sensing that a creature had passed through the cordon, he and "Duan Chengze" decided to leave the river beach and move to a safer place in order to ensure safety.

However, the unique smell of oilworm-inner ointment attracts a large number of oilworms, and these bugs with strong skin are actually food for another group of predators.

The Predator is a pom-pom-like creature less than four centimeters in length, with only a black nose and a large mouth half the size of its body full full of fangs, no eyes, and black fur that spreads like a mutated porcupine when it hunts, making it appear more than twice as large as the prototype.

This creature came to drive the oilworms out of the way, and they worked together, but before they could get there, they smelled the smell of oilworm grease burning, which made them extremely angry.

As Wang Ye said, the creatures in the crypt eat everything, and naturally, Bi Bowen and Qiao Ying, who had not had time to avoid it, entered their recipes.

Most of these four-legged creatures with short legs that are barely visible jump on the sand, except for a few who jump too high and fall to the top of the cave, the rest use their small claws that are so small that they can't be seen to cut gaps in Bi Bowen and Qiao Ying's bodies—protective suits that can defend against triangular thorns and paratrooper blades, which are easily cut open like tofu under these small claws.

Qiao Ying used a paratrooper knife to cut open the belly of a black pom-pom with his backhand, and the dark blue blood and earthy yellow-colored internal organs slid down the surface of his protective suit, and the place where the dark blue blood was splashed was like fat on a red-hot iron plate, making a sizzling sound, and constantly rising a smell like the ointment of the oil-burning insects.

The creatures kept jumping, and they abandoned their original food, oilworms, and instead attacked Bi Bowen and Qiao Ying.

Bi Wenbo's life energy struggled to digest these creatures that had come after him, but his original energy lacked the relevant practice of large-scale, large-scale, and quick resolution of opponents, and he could only deal with him one by one, and his killing speed was far less than Qiao Ying, who kept slashing his opponent's throat and stomach with two knives.

In desperation, he could only use a knife to deal with these animals, but the accuracy was very low compared to Qiao Ying, who was born as a scout—the consequence of the chaotic cloak knife technique was that there was a chance that it would not be accurate.

"Run!" Qiao Ying didn't understand that Duan Chengze, who had been gathering energy in pieces in pieces, would be so gentle now, but the current situation didn't allow him to think about it.

More and more jumping pompoms even put out bonfires everywhere, and the fires in the cave were extinguished, which didn't matter to the black pom-poms who didn't have eyes at all, but they were hard for humans who relied on vision to hunt, especially Qiao Ying, who didn't have night vision.

Because of the situation, Bi Bowen didn't even care about himself, let alone Qiao Ying, who was corroded to the bones due to the blood of the pom-pom, but just reached out and pulled him when he ran forward according to Qiao Ying's instructions, and then the hand that pulled the person retracted under the big open mouth of a pom-pom.

Qiao Ying's vision had begun to blur, but the pain in his shoulder had stabbed him awake, and he instinctively stepped out of his legs and ran, following closely behind Bi Bowen.

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When Duan Cheng had to step on the stairs, he found that the stairs were covered with many silk threads, and these silk threads emitted wisps of silver light from the flashlight, and he subconsciously withdrew his feet and quickly swept away the remaining energy of the silk threads stuck to his shoes.

The silk thread turned into dust and scattered on the other silk threads in an instant, Duan Chen didn't know if this would alarm the owner of the silk thread, for safety, he quickly retreated to the aisle, leaning against the wall and facing the closed glass door, trying to listen to the movement on the second floor.

As the minutes passed, there was no movement on the second floor, but the moths on both sides of the glass door began to move.

They kept flapping their wings, countless dust shook off their bodies, and they began to burn as soon as they were illuminated by the flashlight, and an unpleasant stench filled the air.

If Qiao Ying and Bi Bowen were here, they would have found that the smell was exactly the same as the smell of burning oilworm grease, except that the oilworm grease had to be burned by an open flame, and the dust on the wings of these moths would be burned by the light of a flashlight.

With the yellow-colored light of the constantly burning dust, Duan Chen turned off the flashlight so as not to provoke anything more.

The dust burned as it went, and soon rose along the remnants of the curtain strips, and the light of the fire changed from egg yolk to bright yellow, and finally burned to the moth.

When the fire spread to the moth, it burst into a blue flame, which quickly engulfed the camouflaged moth lying on the curtain and quickly exploded.

The explosion of fire fell on the other moths, and one after another blue flames began to rise, and more and more moths were buried in the fire, but for some reason, no matter how much these moths struggled and stirred, they could not leave the curtain, and could only watch as they were engulfed by the flames.

Soon the flames burned onto the remnants of the curtain on the top and quickly spread to the curtain on the other side.

The spread of the fire illuminated the ceiling, which was beyond the reach of the flashlight, and the countless shadows on the ceiling were illuminated by the light, and the shadows looked terrifying.

Duan Chenze's night vision ability received the information of the shadow on the ceiling at this moment—the corpses of several large bats that had been dried by the air, and there were crystal silk threads glued between the corpses and bodies.

He admonished himself to be a civilized person, and when he entered this kind of place, he was surrounded by White Shadow Boi, and casually scolding could not solve the problem.

Besides, the only place dug out by the insects is this mansion, and if you don't come in and be caught by the white shadow, I'm afraid you won't even be able to do it.

How to look at the second floor is how dangerous, although he is often tough, but his physical fitness at this time is obviously not suitable for toughness - since it is not suitable, sorry, I choose to go out.

The second floor will not go, at first glance it is the Longtan Tiger's Den, is that place where his delicate and fragile life system goes?

Successfully exited the house, the vestibule was still the same as when he entered, turned on the flashlight again, and found a corpse with only half of his face left in front of a window on the second floor, which was obviously not there when he entered the door to check.

The courtyard remained as it was, except that the gate of the courtyard was covered with the same silk thread as in the house, and there were many mosquitoes struggling in vain.

Up to now, Duan Chen no longer deliberately lowered the output power of the flashlight, and turned on the maximum flashlight to make the scene above the mansion unobstructed.

A huge moth with a bulging belly - yellow - color - translucent was lying on the net, and the crystal net cable covered the sky above the mansion and extended to the outer courtyard.

This translucent moth is about four or five meters long and has two pairs of wings, one dark yellow and the other light.

As an insect, in addition to its three pairs of insect legs, it also has a pair of chelicerae that resemble stupid bugs, and the chelicerae are stained with white, spindle balls of silk thread.

Its sickle-shaped mouth resembles that of an ant, half the size of its head, its shell covered with tiny hairs, silk threads spit out of its mouth, and two rows of jagged fangs that glow with cold light can be seen between the opening and closing of its mouthparts.

The shape of the moth made Duan Chen confused for a while-where should this start?