Rotten noodles and rotten intestines.

These two guys are not so much specially created stitching monsters as they are "flesh golems of a special version of the Undead Scourge".

Compared to those stitch monsters who have confused logic and can only follow their own subconscious, Rotten Face and Rotten Gut already have their own thinking and intelligence, and even have two pets of their own - the equally ugly Stitch Dog, Xiaobao and Big Stink.

And long before the green poison gas filled the entire room, Drunken Wind, who had just entered this laboratory, had already seen the corpses of two large suture dogs on the ground, apparently those two guys had been killed, and the person who did it was not surprising that it was the Thistle Squad.

It's just that it looks like the Thistle team isn't here.

Drunken Wind is very concerned about the whereabouts of the other four members of the Xia Ji team, but the urgent need for delay now is to get these two suture monsters first......

For Zuifeng, rotten noodles and rotten intestines are not something difficult to deal with - this is an all-round hanging from IQ to physical strength.

But, after all, this is the home of the Scourge of the Dead.

Therefore, in the face of strange poisonous gases, Drunken Wind is still very cautious, on the one hand, he holds his breath and covers his mouth and nose, and on the other hand, he uses the power of the wind element to try to disperse these poisonous gases.

It's a pity that this time the battlefield is underground, and in this closed environment, the poison gas is too good to play.

In a relatively enclosed space, poison gas cannot be blown away.

In the stench of poisonous gas, the rotten faces and rotten intestines of the body became swollen, and they took great strides and rushed straight to the drunken wind.

And Drunken Wind is holding the sword in one hand, and with a direct flip of the wrist, the blade of the sword sweeps through.

The rotten face and rotten intestines didn't hide, and let the extremely sharp wind sword in Zuifeng's hand cut a deep, long cut in his stomach.

The elements attached to the wind sword caused serious secondary damage to the two flesh puppets, and even the unknown liquid in their bodies flowed out, and the green viscous liquid directly wet the ground.

But unexpectedly, they didn't stop attacking because they were hurt, and they didn't even change their movements.

One left and one right, the rotten noodles and rotten intestines are still trying to surround the drunken wind, as if the guy who was almost cut in half is not himself!

Drunken Wind frowned slightly, and then turned over to dodge the attack of the two big guys.

At the same time, a red fireball and a green demonic fireball also hit the rotten face and rotten intestines, respectively.

Medivan and Khadgar made a move, and although it was only a quick cast in an instant, the power of the spell was still extraordinary.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

After being hit by the fireball, the rotten face and rotten intestines naturally secreted a large amount of disgusting mucus, resisting this spell attack, and the bodies of the two guys quickly dried up as if they were shrinking.

It seems that they have resisted the effect of the spell in this way.

But it doesn't matter, by this time Khadgar and Medivan have already started to prepare the next spell.

In their opinion, this technique seems to be a great burden for rotten noodles and rotten intestines.

Unfortunately, they only guessed half right.

After shriveling, the rotten faces and rotten intestines suddenly began to expand dramatically again—when new fireballs reappeared, they had regained their original size, and then easily blocked the attack again.

What the heck? And this kind of operation?!

Could it be that these two things are spell immunity?

In this way, the second fireball and the evil fireball naturally did not cause any substantial damage, and the rotten face and rotten intestines repeated the previous cycle on one side, and then pounced on the drunken wind alive again.

It seems that they really want to give Drunken Wind a warm hug.

It's a pity that Zuifeng once again refused the hug, and once again dexterously passed by them, and without hesitation, he added another wound to their stomachs.

But the rotten noodles and rotten intestines still don't care, as if they only have drunken wind in their eyes, and they don't care about their own condition at all.

And Drunken Wind also found that although the injuries of the rotten noodles and rotten intestines looked serious, in fact, even their mobility was not limited!

Problematic!

Dodging the bear hug of the two guys again, Drunken Wind finally narrowed his eyes slightly.

He found the key.

……………………

Rotten faces and rotten intestines are indeed very good flesh and blood puppets.

But the main reason why they are so "powerful" is the green poisonous mist in the room.

These disgusting poisonous mists are truly poisonous to the living - they will fundamentally and directly weaken the life force of the inhaler, turning the unlucky person who inhales an excessive amount of poisonous mist into an undead.

But for the guys who are already dead, these poisonous fogs are more like a stimulant.

This stimulant can directly stimulate the flesh of the deceased, overdrawing the flesh's strength, making the deceased more resistant to beatings and more agile - at the cost of causing their bodies to collapse faster.

After being struck by spells many times, Drunken Wind noticed that the flesh and blood on the rotten face and rotten intestines had begun to decay - as if it were about to go bad.

So, the "strong resilience" that Khadgar and Medivan noticed was just an illusion, and it wasn't themselves who temporarily repaired the rotten faces and rotten intestines, but the poisonous fog.

While the poisonous mist is repairing them, it is also wreaking havoc on them!

This is a way of fighting by tearing down the east wall and making up the west wall, which is good to bluff people, but unfortunately it has no practical significance.

So, when Khadgar and Medivan's third fireball arrived, and Drunken Wind combined his swords, the rotten face and rotten intestines finally collapsed.

"Nope! I'm going to kill you! ”

"I haven't avenged the big stink!"

In the harsh and crazy words of the two flesh golems, their bodies finally began to get out of control.

The flesh that had been forcibly put together began to crumble.

Large chunks of rotten flesh peeled off uncontrollably, and in the blink of an eye, the rotten face and rotten intestines directly became skeleton shelves with a little flesh and blood still hanging on them.

Even so, they are still trying to attack the drunken wind.

If nothing else, this is the instruction left by his master!

Drunken Wind didn't waste any more time, and he simply slashed out with both swords, piercing the rotten face and rotten intestine head.

The flame of the soul was extinguished, and the two corpses finally fell to the ground, motionless.

At the same time, the fog in the room lifted.

It's a hard-won victory - for Drunken Wind, although the enemy is not strong, but it is disgusting enough.

Without a break, Drunkard, Medivan, and Khadgar began to search for all possible traces of directions in the lab.

Where is the Thistle Squad?