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Chapter Twenty-Four: The Snake Man

"Come on!" the ranger shouted defiantly, crossing their twin blades to reveal their sparkling light and make a loud, crisp striking sound to keep dangerous foes focused on them.

Attracted and enraged, the anaconda came to him as he wished, its body swaying from side to side, while its head hung in the air, its black diamond-shaped pupils staring at Kerribben for a moment, it was much more cunning than its companion, and it sensed that the tough opponent in front of it was not without weakness— It swerved like lightning and pounced on the one-eyed mercenary on the other end, the missing eye of One-Eyed was the reason for the possibility of putting him on the back burner, he didn't let his guard down, his weapon in his hand, but there was a large blind spot in his vision, and he only had time to turn his head to face the healthy pink gums, four rows of teeth (two for biting and two for swallowing), and the unfathomable throat of the black hole, and the Ranger let out an angry roar, and he leaped with all his might, almost jumping over a third of the boat, and into the trap that the anaconda had prepared。

The anaconda immediately gave up on its bait, and it contracted its muscles forcefully, its triangular head snapping back, biting down on the elf's shoulder, its barbed teeth and powerful jaws instantly shattering the Mithril chain mail deep into Kerryben's skin and muscles.

The dozing guy unconsciously cringed when he saw the elf's painful expression, "Don't be stupid!" One-eyed shouted, pounced on it and slashed the body of the anaconda frantically: "They are guards, they are killers, not the cuties who will obediently walk away if you give you some food!"

"One-Eyed is right," said the middle-aged mercenary, drawing his great sword as he stepped forward, "and it's not like we can't kill it." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he was swept into the river by the tail of the anaconda, and his companion rolled his eyes and stayed where he was, deciding for a moment whether to help One-Eye and the Ranger or try to scoop up the other. It was Kerribben who finally helped him make the decision, One-Eye bought him a moment's time, he swung the silver crown, stabbed and gouged out the yellow eyeball that was close at hand, and continued inside, the threat of death made the cold-blooded behemoth go crazy in an instant, it struggled, freed from the elf's shoulder and deadly blade, the freed elf gasped and retreated, the sharp pain made him dizzy, but he still stood still, and turned to deal with it with the mercenaries- The elf only has one hand to use, but he is still more efficient than humans, slashing at the same spot with each of his slashes, and his scimitar can fight back when the anaconda turns around to bite them.

It had almost exhausted all of Kerryben's energy, and he heard the merchants shout again—the wooden box that had fallen into the snake's head had flipped over because of the shaking of the ship, and the snake's head had fallen out and bitten one of the apprentices' thighs, and the frightened people had retreated, not noticing that there were people waiting for them in the water— The caster had been mindful of this, and if it was an otherworldly soul who was now in control of this body, he would not hesitate to tear open the last scroll, an electric shock circuit, and the highest-level spell he could copy so far— Of course the Lich wouldn't do that, he never cared about the lives of others (with the exception of those that could be used as materials or test subjects), and he was even ready to tell him that this spell would also cause harm to innocent people when Kerriben asked, and that was true, true, and that even if Tyre came down, he couldn't accuse him of panicking.

But what he should have expected was that the power of human beings to explode at the moment of life and death, and he was dragged into the water, and he must have unfortunately been infected with mentally handicapped germs by his cohabitants.

He saw Kerry pounce and grab his bow and arrow—the sharp arrow bent as it hit his white robes, and the long arrow fell to the ground—the fellow must have wanted to pin him to the deck so that he wouldn't be dragged away by something, but didn't the clever elf wonder why he was always wearing it?

The former undead laughed at the elves' astonishment as they fell into the water, and angrily tore open the scroll.

Oh, that's spectacular, even the mage apprentice with eggshells on his ass knows that electric shock spells can be doubled in the water, just like your enemies are wearing metal armor, and the dazzling electricity rushes happily through the water and air, emitting a scorching smell, and all the creatures jump out of the water, the humans jump shorter, the snake people jump higher.

The electricity also worked on the lich's body, and the pain was inevitable, but bearable, and he opened his eyes in the water to find the edge of the barge. The roar of machinery seemed to be in his ears, and the metal wheels that could propel a punt of that size and its cargo must not be small, and he saw it, like the wheels of the execution, with a sharp light at the edges, spinning tirelessly.

A pair of sharp claws interrupted the caster's thoughts, and he almost paid for his carelessness, as sharp nails as sharp as blades cut his hair, and as soon as the black hair left his body, it instantly turned into a little white light, startling the raider, who thought it was some kind of spell, and flicked his tail back back in fear.

His companion, an albino snake man, made a disapproving sound, in the water, the human inaudible sound was harsh and chaotic, with an element of command, he grabbed the middle-aged mercenary, the mercenary looked at the mage in horror, held out a hand to him, the snake man lowered his head and bit off his neck.

The mage rushed before the fearful snake man could react, his speed no slower than that of the tailed fools, and even more agile than theirs, the snake man hissed and shouted, its iron trident collided with the mage's rapier, and the snake man found that after two or three rounds the opponent had no less strength than him, and the last time the mage's rapier caught his iron trident and wrist, and the clear groundwater was once again contaminated with the stench of blood.

But even with one hand missing, the snake man still had many weapons, his other claws, teeth and tail, and he had a companion.

The mage gave him the final blow, the rapier pierced the snake man's chest, and when he tried to pull the rapier out, the snake man bent his back and bit the rapier, and the venom from the tips of his teeth corroded the prismatic steel, causing it to break into two pieces when it collided with the second iron trident, and the mage sideways over the albino snake man's weapon between the calcium carbide fires, grabbed his arm, and forced him to give up his weapon.

The albino snakeman's tail was wrapped up from underneath to the mage's waist, the mage's other hand was wrapped from behind to the front, pressing his neck with his forearm, the front chest was tightly pressed against the scaly back, and the centaur tensed the muscles of his body, including the neck and tail, against him, his claws scratched, but could not penetrate the defenses of the robe, he attacked the leg that was not protected by the robe instead, and the skin that was quickly caught was flesh and flesh, and the blood was dripping with blood, like the mage's hair, neither dissipated nor solidified in the water, but turned into tiny points of light。

Fortunately, the people who had been dragged into the water by the snake man were already dead, and a bloated corpse floated in front of the mage's eyes, and the silver rope around his neck became particularly conspicuous in the light of the light, and at the call of his master, it broke away from Furth's body in the snap of his fingers and carried out his second command.

The rope wrapped around the albino snakeman's claws, binding it tightly to its owner, and the lich tried to break the neck of the scaly slime mutant bastard—it hurt to be scratched by five long, life-like dagger claws!, but he changed his mind after listening to his heartbeat for a few moments, and he grabbed the snakeman's sticky, thick hair like seaweed, and slammed his face against the hard stone wall, only to sink the ugly face covered in transparent scales, with no nose and no lips.

The finished rope slipped back to its master's neck, disappointed to find a place to keep it working, and the lich waved impatiently at the point of letting it stay on his wrist before it tried to tie a pigtail for him.

Kerryben groped his way through the dark, blood-stenching water, each corpse tingling his heart, and his smile of joy almost ignited the cold narrow catacombs at the sight of the caster's unharmed, almost without thinking, and he rushed over and hugged the young friend's shoulders tightly.

The lich felt like he was throwing up.

He endured a breath of time, shoved Kerryben, signaled that he needed to breathe, and they returned to the barge, which was still moving slowly, the number reduced by more than a third, and they were huddled together, an apprentice who was still a child, trembling against the place where the rabbit's ear had been bitten off, and inhaling and breathing, trying not to cry too loudly.

One-Eye shrugged helplessly, he folded a leg, thanking the Ranger for not forgetting the anaconda that was blind in one eye like him after failing to rescue the spellcaster, otherwise he would have lost more than one leg: "No wonder they have so few guards," he looked at the calm water: "Furte, there are ...... What about that?"

"Dead. The Master said, pausing for a moment, added, "Grief with you." ”

"Sympathy. One-Eyed said.

"Sympathy. Another mercenary said that his tone showed that he didn't think so, and that the middle-aged mercenary had only taken his weapon, and that the beautiful dagger and other things were still on the ship.

One-Eye walked over, picked up the dagger, and threw it into the water without hesitation.

"Hey!"

"At the very least, he has to take this with him," said One-Eyed with a smile, "If you want, you can jump into the water and fish, no one will stop you." (A good event for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you to take!Follow up ~ Dian/Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter qdread), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now immediately pay attention to qdread WeChat public account!)