"It's not a treasure chest, it's a trap. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Veronica pointed to the ground, "Someone has dug a hole here, buried a spike, and covered the flap, and if you accidentally step on it, you will fall into the pit, and I have stuck the flap, and there are no other traps." ”

"It's a vicious trap, but it's a little too simple." Lyudmila said. Such a trap, not to mention Veronica, can be easily solved.

Veronica frowned slightly: "It's really too simple, and that's what I think is abnormal." ”

Roland agrees. Kobolds are good at burying and disarming traps, and even the "Green Dragon's Gate" can dig a passage, so it stands to reason that such a simple flap trap can't stop them at all, how can they keep the treasure chest and not open it?

"Did you find that Dora's body?" Roland remembered that the kobold had said that his companion had been killed by a trap.

"This is the second strange place, there are no bodies in the pit, but short spears and leather armor have been found near the chest, perhaps relics of kobolds." Veronica pointed to the chest, where a bloodstained and crudely made leather armor was discarded on the ground, along with an obsidian spear.

Bloom walked over and picked up the short spear and glanced at it, then threw it aside, and said nonchalantly: "Probably that guy's body was dragged away by the beast and eaten, don't worry so much, open the treasure chest!" As he spoke, he rubbed his hands together and went to touch the treasure chest.

"Has the corpse been eaten......" Roland muttered in a low voice, suddenly thinking of a possibility, and suddenly changed his face: "Bloom, don't go over yet, I'm afraid there is more than one trap!" ”

However, it was too late for him to warn, and the moment Bloom's finger touched the chest, the lid suddenly opened on its own, and a strong gravitational force sucked him in, and the armor and weapons on his body were instantly stripped off, and they fell to the ground with a clatter.

"What the hell is this treasure chest!" Veronica's eyes widened in shock, and for a moment she couldn't guess whether Bloom had been teleported away by the magic set up by the treasure chest, or if he had been devoured by the monster hidden in the chest.

"No......" Roland opened the pupil of fate, and realized that the treasure chest had signs of life, obviously not a simple magic effect, "This treasure chest itself is a monster!" ”

Without saying a word, Lyudmila drew the bowstring and shot an arrow. The arrow was nailed to the lid of the box, but it made a muffled sound that hit the flesh, and the viscous liquid seeped out along the shaft of the arrow, as if bleeding.

The treasure chest let out a scream, shook violently, and then two big crab-like eyes emerged from the body of the box, and under the support of the eye stalk, Gu Lulu looked around, and saw Roland and others holding weapons with murderous energy, the pupils suddenly dilated, revealing a frightened color, and the bottom of the box immediately stretched out four short legs, supporting the box like a whirlwind, and disappeared into the depths of darkness in a blink of an eye.

"Treasure Chest...... Ran away? Lyudmila was still a little confused.

"We've been fooled, it's a mimicry disguised as a treasure chest!" Veronica suddenly woke up and repented.

"It's all to blame on that damn liar!"

Lyudmila turned her head sharply, but saw that the kobold who was leading the way was tiptoeing close to the wind ladder, and saw the female ranger glaring at each other, so frightened that he shrank his neck and hurriedly burrowed into the teleportation pipe.

"You can't run!" Without thinking, Lyudmila shot an arrow.

At this time, the kobold has been held up by the wind elemental, and the metal pipe wall blocks the arrows for him, and he only needs to say the teleportation destination to escape safely. However, he opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't spit out a single syllable, and the wind elemental could not get instructions, so he could only stay where he was.

The kobold watched Lyudmila chase after him, and he was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat and tried desperately to roar, but he didn't know that he was in a silent barrier, and all his attempts to make a sound were in vain.

"Wait...... Wait a minute! I'll be honest! The kobold was dragged out of the wind ladder by the female ranger, and found that he had regained the ability to speak, and hurriedly begged for mercy, "The person who is swallowed by the treasure chest monster will not be killed immediately, it will take many days to digest slowly!" Only I know where it's hiding, don't kill me, I'll take you to save people! ”

Roland was no longer bewitched by him, and said coldly: "I have already been fooled once, and I will not be fooled a second time." As he spoke, he swung his sword and cut off the kobold's head.

"Mira, it's all up to you next, hurry up, lest you have too many dreams at night."

"Don't worry, that monster can't escape!" The female ranger half-crouched on the ground to analyze the traces left by the mimics, and soon gathered enough clues to stride towards the corridor where the mimics fled.

Roland and Veronica followed, making their way down the dimly lit hallway, eventually entering a hall similar to that of an arsenal.

Instead of weapons, rows of bookshelves are stored, apparently a library.

In the center of the room is a marble table with a few wooden chairs around it, but it is a simple reading room. The seats were all rotten, and the air currents brought in by the crowd scattered into sawdust.

Four wooden bookcases sit side by side on a long table, all magically protected as new. In addition to the magical aura, three of the wooden boxes also emitted slight fluctuations in luck, and Roland immediately realized it, standing in front of the desk and muttering.

Veronica came to his side and deliberately raised her voice and said, "Sister Mira and I checked every corner of the hall and found nothing suspicious, the mimetic monster was probably hiding here, and it changed its shape and became exactly like the other chests, so we had to smash all the boxes and force it to show its original form." ”

Roland smiled lightly: "I know you want to bluff it into exposing its flaws, but there is no need for that, I can see clearly which is true and which is false." After that, he pointed to the only bookcase that did not contain luck fluctuations and said, "This is the box, Mira, dragged out and smashed!" ”

Veronica looked suspicious, not knowing what reason he had to make such a judgment. Lyudmila did not hesitate at all, and in order to avoid accidentally injuring Bloom, she did not use her weapon and grabbed it directly.

The wooden box suddenly bounced up, and four short legs stretched out from the bottom, and he jumped off the desk and ran wildly.

Lyudmila didn't catch it, she was very annoyed, and slapped her backhand on her abdomen. The topaz on the belt buckle suddenly glowed, and her size instantly doubled, and the top of her head almost touched the ceiling, becoming a real giantess.

The mimicry desperately fled, but its legs were too short compared to the giantess, and in the blink of an eye, it was caught up by Lyudmila, grabbed it and slammed it to the ground, screaming and screaming, splashing a large amount of plasma-like mucus.

Lyudmila's hand was stuck to it, and she couldn't shake it off even if she shook it hard, and she didn't dare to use too violent means to destroy the box because she was afraid that Bloom would be imprisoned in the box, and she couldn't do anything for a while.

Roland took off the "Freedom of Movement Ring" and handed it to her, "Put on the ring and keep smashing!" ”

The magic ring automatically changes size and is placed on the giantess's hand, allowing her to easily break free from the slime bondage.

Lyudmila picked up the box and hit the ping-pong left and right. The mimicry's wail faded into a faint tone, and finally stopped moving.

Lyudmila threw the unconscious mimicry on the ground and asked Roland, "What should I do if this guy refuses to spit out Bloom even if he dies?" ”

Roland curled his middle finger and lightly clasped his forehead, trying to recall the memories before the time-travel. He had seen an introduction to mimicry in a certain DND "Monster Handbook", and was impressed by one of the rumors, which might be used to save Bloom.

"Ronnie, bring a bottle of wine, the higher the degree, the better."

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