Chapter 2126: Ash Annihilation at Dawn (58)

The swamp in front of it suddenly deepened, and the corpse of the swamp crocodile that Bediwell was manipulating only took one more step forward, and the swamp swallowed up to its waist. It is estimated that if we continue to move forward, even the swamp giant crocodile will be trapped in the bottomless poisonous mud pit. The werewolf youth was startled, and immediately controlled the swamp giant crocodile to stop and retreated.

About thirty feet ahead, there was a sudden commotion, the sound of countless insects wriggling in the mud puddle. It was certain that there were countless giant worms in the mud pit, but the question was whether or not that one step had stimulated them, and whether it would make them hostile.

The pile of bugs wriggled for a few moments, while Bedeville and Eric sat quietly on the shoulders of the swamp crocodile, not moving, observing the situation. The werewolf youth wanted to hide the spell fire in his hand, for fear that the purple-red fire would irritate the insects. But about a minute after the worms were in the swamp, they finally stopped and didn't continue to make noise.

"Whew. Beddyville breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to manipulate the corpse of the swamp crocodile out of the perilous area.

"Wait, don't move!" said Eric, the Strategist, in a low voice.

Originally about to take a step, the muscles in the swamp crocodile's legs moved a little. The werewolf youth heard the other party's prompt and hurriedly asked the giant crocodile to stop. But at this moment of muscle activity in the giant crocodile corpse, something was stimulated by this subtle activity. A swamp worm emerged from the dark mire, and the disgusting worm as thick as a human leg began to hover around the swamp crocodile's waist and abdomen, grabbing the swamp crocodile's body with its barbed hairs.

Worst. Has it been discovered? The werewolf youth secretly complained in his heart. The disgusting worm was already hovering around the swamp crocodile's waist and abdomen, about five feet away from the shoulders of the swamp crocodile where Bedwell and Eric were. Although the Devil Swamp Worms don't seem to have an organ like eyes, these monsters have a very keen sense of air movement, and maybe even Bediwell's breath can be easily felt, and it is not difficult to detect Bediville's presence from this distance!

Eric also said that these worms do not eat carrion, so although it entangled the swamp crocodile, it did not attack the carcass of the swamp crocodile. But what exactly is it going to do next? Is it going to climb up the corpse of the swamp crocodile and then attack Bediwell and Eric who are sitting on the shoulders of the swamp crocodile?

The werewolf youth silently drew his tungsten tongue whip. Although he was calm enough to wait until the moment the worm attacked, he could fight back. But he wasn't so stupid as not to even do anything like preparing weapons!

Eric, on the other side, shook his head at Bedeville, saying that it would not be wise to resist in such a situation. Bediwell gave Eric, the Strategist, a vicious look, that he was not going to sit idly by and do nothing.

The worm was clearly interested in what Bedeville had just done...... Or wary. Not only did it not leave, but it slowly climbed up along the belly of the swamp crocodile, and was already getting closer and closer to the Bediville them!

Although Bediwell had not yet made any moves, he had already silently charged the weapon in his hand, and his tungsten tongue whip was gradually emitting an electrified golden light from the charge. That way, as long as he had the idea in his mind, the tungsten turtletongue whip would be in action in no time, and it would be able to beat that damn worm to pieces in an instant. But Bediwell hasn't done it yet, and he knows very well what the consequences will be. Next to it is the nest of the Demon Swamp Worms, one of the worms has been killed, and this group of Demon Swamp Worms is estimated to explode the nest soon, and all of them will rush over to attack Bedeville and them!

And in the extremely harsh environment of the Demon Swamp, once they are attacked, they have no way to hide or escape, and they are besieged by hundreds of Demon Swamp worms, even the most experienced combat skills cannot deal with it! In that case, what awaits them is likely to be death.

The end of resistance is death, but if the Demon Swamp Worm crawling on the waist and abdomen of the swamp giant crocodile finds Bediwell and the others and starts to attack, and Bediwell and the others do not resist, the end will also be death.

Is the difference just a late or early death??!

The damn worm had already groped along the crocodile's corpse, almost touching Bedeville's leg. The werewolf youth wanted to put his legs away, but he was afraid that his random movements would further irritate the monster. Looking at it up close, even with only the dim purple-red glow of the spell fire, the Demon Swamp Worm was still extremely disgusting. The earthworm-like body was covered with innumerable, and probably venomous, burrs, and barbs on the burrs that made it easy for the disgusting worm to crawl on the smooth surface, so that it could climb to this height along the scaly body of the swamp crocodile. If the burrs of that thing were pierced on Bediwell's body one by one, it would be a combination of stinging and itching, and that kind of sour werewolf youth would be unimaginable!

The disgusting bug crawled for a while, then suddenly stopped again. What appeared to be its head was swaying from side to side, as if hesitating about something. Its mouth lifted upward, and circle after circle, round and round of flesh-grinder-like fangs, peeking out of its cylindrical mouthparts, Bediwell almost couldn't see it spitting out. Then the stench of decay poured out of the monster's mouth, and the werewolf youth had to hold his breath so hard that he was almost smoked to death!

The Swamp Worm was about to climb up to the point where it could reach Bedeville, but it hesitated, then suddenly retreated, and in an instant leaped into the black mud of the Swamp, and disappeared after a few wrigglings.

"Huh......?" Bediwell snorted.

"It's the anointing oil that works on us. Strategist Eric replied in a low voice, "This anointing oil can emit all kinds of odors that insects hate, and it was originally used to protect against mosquitoes and hydroids, but it is estimated that even the Devil Swamp worms hate this smell." In short, we are saved. ＂

"It's good that way. Bediville also replied in a low voice. In short, the conflict was averted, and they survived the crisis, at least temporarily.

The corpse of the swamp crocodile took a step back, but there was no movement in the hive, and the bog worms seemed to have completely lost interest in Bedeville and Eric. Maybe they're more fond of eating these two weirdos covered in unpalatable herbs than carrion (one of them is still a near-naked pervert!).

Ooh. The flame of the spell fire in Bediwell's hand also shook slightly, changing the direction of the indication. Even the spell fire seemed to be deliberately leading Bedeville and them around this terrifying hive to a relatively safe place.

"Get out of here. Eric urged.

"I don't need to say it, I'll do it. Bediwell then manipulated the corpse of the swamp crocodile and continued to march forward, or rather to one side, cautiously but swiftly, in order to get around the place as quickly as possible. According to Bediwell's visual measurements, the radius of the pit in the swamp is about thirty feet, and the wriggling swamp worms in the vicinity play a good role in guiding the area of the pit, anyway, as long as you avoid those things that gently wriggle under the swamp, there should be no problem, right? While those swamp worms were still peaceful, the swamp crocodile had already taken dozens of steps, and it seemed that it was about to move away from the deep pit full of worms------

"Wait, what's wrong------ sharp-eyed Eric suddenly saw a squirm on the road that should have been stable in front of him, and immediately exclaimed: "Stop!"

It's too late.

Smack!

Bedivel could also hear a noise coming from the depths of the mire. The corpse of the swamp giant crocodile that had just stepped down seemed to have stepped on something.

"Tsk!" The body of half of the Demon Swamp worm jumped out of the black mire and pounced on the werewolf youth.

The tungsten turtle tongue whip in Bediwell's hand was already the first to act, and before it was washed in the face by the disgusting bug, it swept it away!

It was just a reflex defensive action, and Bediwell himself didn't even give the order to let the whip attack, it is estimated that he subconsciously made the whip move, because Bediwell has been using this tungsten turtle tongue whip for a long time, and he is so skilled that the whip is almost turning into a part of his body, and the slightest idea in his heart that the whip will act on its own like a tentacle!

Although it was a subconscious counterattack, the power of the tungsten turtle tongue whip was still very great, and this whip not only knocked the demon swamp worm away, but also knocked the worm that only half of its body was left to collapse, and the stomach broke out!

Shalalalala------ its black poisonous blood accompanied by countless incomprehensible internal organs with strange shapes, instantly scattered on the quagmire of the demon swamp, and within a few seconds, it became one with the poisonous mud of the demon swamp!

"Oops!" Bediwell snapped into what had happened. I'm afraid that there was not a demon swamp worm in the mire just now, and the moving swamp giant crocodile did not stop his steps, and stepped on it with one foot, dismantling the worm into two! Of course, the demon swamp worm that had been severely injured fought back desperately, and the remaining upper half of its body that was not dead flew out of the mire and pounced on Bediwell------ and the next thing was what they could confirm with the naked eye just now, and there was no need to describe it!

As if sensing that his companion had been killed, the hive in the swamp behind him began to stir. Like a black tide, countless black shadows surged madly from the hive!!Thousands? No, I'm afraid it's tens of thousands! An astonishing number of Demon Swamp worms poured out of the nest and targeted Bediville!!