Chapter 1144: Lost in the Oasis (26)

"Damn it, does that bastard really have no weaknesses?" the fish-man prince sighed unwillingly after observing for a long time but still couldn't find any flaws.

"There must be a weakness!!You'd better find it as much as possible!" said the werewolf, probing his way, "At this trend, we will soon be overtaken." And this time, I'm afraid I'll be beheaded by it!" "Hey, why am I in charge of finding-" The Fish-Man Prince just wanted to complain.

"Well, because I already have something I am responsible for?" replied Bediwell, as a matter of course.

That's right, the werewolf is scouting his way with a tortoise-tongue whip, removing the flytrap trap on the grass along the way. The tungsten tongue whip is electrically actuated and wields like a tentacle, requiring Bedywell to operate it with great concentration. This had consumed all the werewolves' minds, and Bedeville had no energy to think about anything else at the moment.

"Come up with a countermeasure before being overtaken by the invisible guillotine monster" - this task naturally falls on the head of Tristan, the prince of the fish-men. Whether he wants it or not.

"Nice, very fair. The Fish-Man Prince muttered. It is useless to protest now, after all, there is no substitute for Bediwell's duties. And it was Tristan himself who first put the task of [on guard] on the werewolf. Beddiville is now merely treating others the way he is. No matter how reluctant the Fish-Man Prince is to cooperate with the other, they are now in the same boat and must be in this same boat to survive this crisis!

But why?—the fish-man prince muttered to himself.

Before this, the two were obviously still bitter rivals, and they quarreled as soon as they met. At such a time, Bedwell was so gullible to trust Tristan?

What if the Fish-Man Prince didn't have time to come up with a countermeasure, and both of them died under the monster's knife at the same time?

If the solution he came up with was enough to keep Tristan alive alone, would he kill Bedeville without saying anything?

The situation is critical, and werewolves should have no room to pick and choose. But how could this guy Bediwell be so gullible as to trust his nemesis? Is it really possible? Is he an idiot?

Buzz Buzz - The invisible monster's wings flapped louder and louder, indicating that it was getting closer. When it's only five yards away from the two fleeing, it's sure to unleash that terrifying super-fast slash that will cut off the heads of Bedwell and Tristan!

Time is getting shorter and shorter, but the Fish-Man Prince is so immersed in great doubts that he can't think of any countermeasures at all!

"Hurry up!" Bediwell urged as he dismantled the trap and slowed forward.

"I'm thinking! I'm thinking!!" replied the Fish-Man Prince, too, in a rather rough tone.

Buzz - The sound of flapping wings is getting stronger and stronger, the invisible Grim Reaper is getting closer and closer, and the sense of coercion it gives people is getting bigger and bigger!

Despite this, Bediwell methodically unmandid the traps in his path, seemingly determined to believe Tristan to the end, believing that the Fish-Man Prince's strategy would help the two escape!

(Why are you so convinced?) (You never doubted me?) (Our positions are clearly opposite, and a few weeks ago, I made up my mind to let you die.) (What the hell are you thinking?!) Buzz Buzz - The flapping of its wings couldn't get any stronger, the thing was already very close! This volume was not much different from the first time the two of them were attacked, and it would attack at any moment!

Tristan turned his head sharply, slapped Bediwell on the back, and said, "No need to sweep mines!" I counted three times, stood up and ran forward, and when I ran, I must arch my back and lower my head!" "But-" Bediwell wanted to say that even if he lowered his head and ran, it might not be useful, what if the other party gave up on cutting off his head and cut them both in half with a vacuum blade?

"Trust me!" said the fish-man prince, "three, two, one, run!" The two of them suddenly stood up and sprinted straight down the short road ahead of them where the trap had been dismantled!

Hum!!--The thing saw that the two of them began to flee desperately, and also rushed to catch up! It raised a terrifying wind pressure at an astonishing speed, and the wind pressure immediately turned into an extremely sharp vacuum blade, and the deadly blade chased after the two people who were fleeing frantically!!

Under the dim moonlight, between the shadows of the trees, the blade slashed wildly! It cut off the heads of the two men running with great precision, and the blow was fatal!!

The bodies of the two beheaded youths fell to the ground weakly, losing the ability to resist.

They're dead

Hush.

More silence.

The monster began to emerge in the dim moonlight, glancing back at the corpses of the two. Of course, most of the bodies of the two young men were hidden in knee-high grass, and the environment was slightly dark, so they could only be seen clearly.

But the feeling of severing the skull is still there, and it cuts off the heads of Bedwell and Tristan perfectly, and there should be nothing wrong with that.

This monster with only invisible ability was stunned for half a second. It is made of dead wood, but it resembles a praying mantis, with razor-sharp mantis blades on its arms and huge insect wings made of extremely thin leaves on its back.

The Deadwood Mantis has done its job well, and it's time for it to assassinate the next group of targets - or maybe not!!

Bediwell's tungsten tortoise-tongue whip instantly surrounded the Dead Leaf Mantis, and once the net was tightened, it immediately tied up this monster!

"Finally caught it!" The werewolf's body, which was supposed to be decapitated, slowly rose up from the grass, but his head was still there!

"It was so dangerous. "The body of the fish-man prince Tristan is slowly rising, and his head is still there!

He touched a wound on the back of his neck, where a small piece of flesh had been peeled off, and his cervical spine was almost exposed. The Fish-Man Prince raised a dagger in his hand and placed it behind his neck, pressing the trigger in it at the same time.

Puff Boom - A jelly-like medical gel erupts from the insert inside the dagger, sticking to Tristan's wound and plugging it.

It is a survival knife, which is not usually used as a weapon, but is used to survive in the wild, open the way, cut trees, and the like. The insert on the survival knife is used for first aid, emergency treatment of wounds, and sterilization.

"Whew!" The thrill it brought was, of course, so great that the fish-man prince screamed. He immediately pressed another trigger on the dagger, and a moderate amount of cryogenic gas was sprayed into the plug-in, which held the gel in place while also bringing a good pain-relieving effect at the low temperature.

Tristan, who advocates [safety first], likes to bring some emergency wound treatment props. The small dagger with two inserts for medical purposes had been paid for by him from the arsenal of the Great Britain battleship. It's great to use and affordable. The Fish-Man Prince fiddled with the dagger's not-so-sharp blade and put it back in its sheath.

"Hissss But it was clearly not a strength creature, and with the size of its limbs, it was absolutely impossible to break free from the whip of the tungsten turtle's tongue. Victory is a foregone conclusion!

Knowing that it had lost, it used its huge, red-glowing insect compound eyes to look at the two people who should have been beheaded, but they had not yet died!

"Can't figure it out? With the low IQ of your plants, I'm afraid I can't understand it. The fish-man prince let out a noble and cold sneer, and reached out to pick up the "head" on the ground.

The thing was a little hard from the cold, but it was like gummy gummy on its own, and it had a certain toughness.

The two "heads" that were cut off by the two young men were actually two pieces of medical gel the size of skulls. The cross-section of their severed section is similar to the remaining pieces of gel stuck to the back of their necks.

That's it. Tristan put away his dagger. The special dagger had a plug-in on it that spewed out a medical gel that would stop bleeding and relieving pain, as well as a plug-in that froze objects.

In the nick of time, the Fish-Man Prince used the two plug-ins to spray a large amount of medical gel on the back of Bediville's and his own necks, and froze them to form a fake "head".

The two of them suddenly stood up, bowed their heads and lunged forward, and the fake heads at the back of their necks stood out, and from their backs, they looked like real heads. Coupled with the dark environment of the forest, the chaos caused by the two of them running wildly makes this fake head almost chaotic!

As a result, the Invisible Deadwood Mantis mistakenly cut off the fake heads of the two, thinking that this would kill Bedwell and Tristan in an instant!

The two of them fell down and pretended to be dead to wait for the monster to appear, and laid a trap to capture the monster!!

That's the strategy!

Seeing that he couldn't break free, the monster began to use its stealth ability. Its body gradually became transparent.

No, it's not really transparent. Its form faded from Bediwell's vision, becoming more and more blurred.

"W-what?" the werewolf rubbed his eyes with his unwhipped hands, a little incredulous in his eyes.

"Again? Tristan slammed Bediwell's head: "Wake up!" "Whew!" The werewolf was slammed by the other party's fist and began to get dizzy. But thanks to this, the form of a dead wood mantis appeared in his vision. That guy wasn't invisible at all.

"W-What's going on?" asked Bedeville, looking at the monster incredulously, and whispered.