Chapter 1046: Hunting in the Sand Sea (20)

"At this time!" Bediwell drew his weapon and concentrated on dealing with the sand shark, which had leapt out of the sea of sand and bitten everyone head-on!

"Hey, what are you going to do with this, are you going to leave the ship?" asked Kana.

"Uhh Bediwell wielded his tongue whip to cut off the dorsal fins of the monsters one by one, and he suddenly noticed that the whip seemed to be much better. His tongue whip was also covered with the bodily fluids of the golden worm, and although it was sticky and disgusting, it brought a leap forward in the conductivity and flexibility of the tongue whip.

Just a little bit of magic (photons) sticking to the surface of the whip has such a big effect on the whip, if the magic (photons) in this slime are really extracted and carefully attached to the turtle tongue whip, how much will its performance improve?

It seems that Kana's claim that the bodily fluids of the golden worm are ideal materials for enchantment is indeed not a lie. Let's keep the bodily fluids of the insects first, and whether we can find a craftsman to perform this enchantment process is something to worry about later.

Three more desert sharks flew onto the deck. Bediwell slashed twice, the dagger at the end of the whip slicing off the sharks' dorsal fins with precision, and the werewolf raised his dagger to slash the shrunken monsters, chopping their heads off before they hit the ground.

Fortunately, probably because it was night, the desert sharks were not as active as during the day, and the sand boats were attacked much less often. As long as Moby Dick doesn't show up, the trip will be safe.

The werewolf turned to look at the sailors who were loading the barrels. I saw that the sailors were cutting the skin of the golden worm with their knives, and then put the barrel close to the wound where the worm had been cut. The insect's bodily fluids immediately poured out of the wound and fell into the bucket. These liquids with a golden shimmer initially had good fluidity, but as they oxidized on contact with air, they began to become viscous, jelly-like. When the liquid was completely viscous enough to plug the newly cut wound, a barrel was filled.

Seeing the sticky slime pouring out of the golden worm's body, Beddivi was glad that he didn't have to fill the bucket himself. Forget about spending a little more money, it's better to leave this disgusting dirty work to someone else.

The sailors worked so repeatedly, cutting new wounds, filling buckets, and cutting again, and the big golden earthworm grew smaller and smaller like a deflated ball. It didn't take long for a thick skin to remain.

"Uh-" Elaine raised her sword and smashed the head of another desert shark, turning her head to see the skin of a shriveled golden worm on the ground.

"Yes!" Bediwell took the time to get rid of another desert shark, and took the time to go back and count the twenty-two barrels filled with the wonderful golden liquid: "What are you going to do with the rest of the skin?" "Leave the ship, of course." Kana ordered several sailors to quickly dispose of the shark carcass on the deck, intending to throw away the carcass of the large earthworm as well.

"Are you sure there's nothing more valuable on it?" asked Bediwell, skeptically.

"Perhaps, but it's disgusting on the inside, don't expect my people to search for it. Kana stuck out her tongue and made a look of disgust. It was night and the deck of the ship was lit up. The light shone upwards from under the feet of the crowd and fell on Kana's face, illuminating her otherwise beautiful face like a ghost.

Bediwell shuddered, just about to compromise: "Uh... Then ...... The impact was so violent that the sand boat, which had a load of hundreds of tons, shook violently, and the hull of the ship sounded like a shelf-like scream!

"Uh-huh...... The werewolf was half-kneeling on the ground, and finally managed to stand on his feet: "Is Moby Dick here?!" "Open...... Just kidding!" Segrade sighed.

It wasn't Moby Dick, the desert whale shark, who struck the sand boat, but ...... Another sand boat!

A boat several times larger than the sand boat they were on in Bediville, covered in golden armor sheets!

The night is low, and the moon is bright. This glittering sand boat reflects the moonlight in the cloudless night of the Sahara Desert. Under the refraction of the surrounding sand and dust, the ship seems to be surrounded by a golden halo, which is both hazy and moving, and extraordinarily luxurious and dazzling!

Treasure Ship!—Only these two words came to Bediwell's mind at the moment.

Could this be the [treasure ship] that Solal just talked about, the legendary treasure ship [Desert Ship]?!

As if afraid of the desert boat, the surrounding sand sharks fled one after another, and the deck, which had been frantically attacked by the sand sharks, temporarily restored its original tranquility. However, the Desert Ship did not seem to have any intention of attacking the sand ship where Bedwell and the others were, but only traveled side by side with the merchant ships, maintaining the same speed.

"What the hell is that?" the werewolf narrowed, looking toward the deck of the treasure ship. The hazy golden light was so obstructive that Bediwell couldn't see what was on deck. But one thing is for sure, there was no one on deck, at least no moving people or creatures!

The sand ships are similar in shape to an inverted iron, and their bridges are hidden inside the ship, under the heavy deck, to protect them from the attacks of various monsters in the desert. This wonderful treasure ship is no exception. Therefore, it is basically impossible to tell whether there is a pilot in the ship from the outside of this wonderful large ship that looks like an inverted iron. There's no way to know what's inside unless you get on board the treasure ship and actually inspect it.

Bediwell's heart itched, wondering what secrets were hidden in this quietly sailing treasure ship. But they are now hired and cannot leave the merchant ship until the commission is completed. ...... Unless their boss asks them to board the treasure ship to investigate, nothing is empty talk.

"Don't even think about it. Kana rightfully poured cold water on Bediwell's face: "Your mission is to protect the merchant ships, not to engage in those messy adventures and implicate the merchant ships in danger. "You know...... The werewolf snorted.

Boom Boom Boom Boom - The Desert Ship followed the merchant ship for some distance, and then immediately sank into the sea of sand, as if it wanted to retreat. Although he was extremely curious, Bediwell could only admit it, after all, he could not sink into the rolling yellow sand with the treasure ship.

The Desert Ship sank completely into the sea of sand, and before leaving, it brought a particularly strong tremor. The impact shook everyone on the merchant ship, and even more caused the stunned Bediwell to lose his center of gravity, fall backwards, and sit on something soft.

"Uh!" the werewolf thought for a moment that he was sitting on some sort of high-class couch. But he soon realized that there could be no high-end sofa on the deck, and that what he sat down on was actually something far more disgusting: the corpse of the golden worm that had been drained of bodily fluids and covered in knife cuts!

Chirp, chirp. Bedwell's attempt to get up from the soft, slimy mass was so wet and slippery that he couldn't exert his strength, and a faint disgusting smell made Bedeville almost vomit.

"Oh, Mr. Beddieville...... Segrade looked sympathetically at the werewolf clinging to the golden worm's corpse, glanced at it, and immediately looked away as if he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Who, who's going to pull me!" the werewolf asked, resisting the urge to vomit.

"No, don't!" Elaine looked at Bedwell with a rare look of disgust, "Okay, so disgusting!" "You stinky boy! I'll settle accounts with you when I get up!" Bedeville struggled again with rage, his hands scratching for a moment, trying to find something to borrow from the sticky environment. But he was unlucky, and as soon as he grabbed his hand, he fell into a cut on the corpse of the golden worm.

That cut, needless to say, went straight to the inside of the monster's corpse. Bediwell's hand felt something like a sphere, still tinged with a hint of warmth. It took him a few seconds to understand that it was the guts of the golden worm. The moment he understood this fact, he was also disgusted by it, and the hair on his whole body stood up involuntarily!

But at the same time, the werewolf also touched some kind of angular object, which seemed to feel like some kind of square!

What does the golden bug seem to have in its body?!Is it a foreign object that was accidentally swallowed while moving in the desert?

...... Treasures?

Bediwell endured a tremendous amount of nausea and reached for it. Anyway, I've been disgusted once, so it's not a big deal to be disgusted for a little longer, right?

At the same time, one that also grabbed the prosthetic leg of the werewolf's left arm, it was Solal.

"Are you alright, my friend?" the Demon Swordsman didn't dislike Bedeville and came to help.

"Uh-" Although his whole body was still sticky and slippery, with the help of Solal's strength, Bedivel finally managed to get up. He walked away quickly, away from the disgusting mass of golden worms, before he relented and said, "Thank you, Solar. "Uh-haha-ha. The werewolf responded with a grim smiler as he landed his gaze on Bedeville's right hand, "That's it?" Bediwell grabbed the wonderful cube and shook it, removing the slimy, jelly-like substance from it. The palm-sized cube immediately shone with a golden sheen, and it was a neatly cut cube of bricks.