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"Hagrid, how many Noses do you have left?"

But as soon as they reached the door, the voice of the blood eagle sounded behind them. Hagrid paused, but did not respond, and continued on his way. But at this time, the iron slag who had been silent finally couldn't help it, reflexively returned to the blood eagle, looked into his eyes and said, "Although we have few people, we have never been afraid of any party's forces. ”

"Who are you?" Blood Eagle asked with a tense face.

"I am Iron Slag Norses, the guardian of the Holy Wolf." Iron Slag replied with a tense face.

"Iron Slag, if you are so powerful, why did you come to ask me for help?" Blood Eagle sneered and asked.

"Blood Eagle, don't talk too much." Hagrid, grimacing, stepped forward and said.

"Don't you dare answer my question?" Blood Eagle stared into Hagrid's eyes and said slowly, "If I were you, I would first find a corner to hide and keep the family's bloodline, and then I would be an earthwalker." ”

"You don't need to worry about that." Hagrid paused for a moment, then said, "Don't talk so much nonsense, you can help if you want to, forget it if you don't want to." ”

"Why save those twenty daredevils and put the other twenty in danger?" Blood Eagle asked.

"There are many things in the world that cannot be measured by profits." Hagrid said.

"That's why you're a landwalker, completely ignoring your actual situation." Blood Eagle commented.

"I'm not here to listen to you talk nonsense." Hagrid frowned and said impatiently.

"I'm not going to help you, let's go." With that, the Blood Eagle turned his back and looked at the ornamentation on the wall.

After a few moments, Hagrid and Iron Slag left the council hall and returned to the Long Water Bar. After some discussion, the two decided to wait another day tomorrow, and if no one joined, they would go over and have a look first, and then make plans after understanding the situation.

But the next morning, as soon as Hagrid hung up the small blackboard with the recruitment information written on it, several hunters came to apply. There were not many of them, but there were no less, exactly twenty of them. Seeing this, Hagrid immediately laughed happily, for they were clearly sent by the Blood Hawks. However, in addition to the normal employment pay, these people have asked for "no entry into underground shelters, only support on the surface". Although the conditions were somewhat harsh, such a result was already quite satisfactory for him.

After gathering the personnel and stacking the supplies on the sled, the search and rescue team set off.

Two hours after leaving the Blackwater Lake Fortress, the team entered the high-radiation zone. The whole Heishui Lake is in a "U" shape, with the opening facing north and the bottom facing south, while the Heishui Lake stronghold is located at the bottom of the "U" shape, surrounded by water on three sides and land on one side. Due to the topography, the area around the Blackwater Lake stronghold is a low-radiation zone, which allows insects to stay for a long time.

As the target site was about 300 kilometres south of Lake Blackwater, the team had to make a large circle, heading north first and then south along the lakeside. From the route, it is not difficult to see that the fastest way is to cross the Blackwater Lake directly, but no one dares to sail on the lake. Because in the southern cemetery, mutated creatures in the water are much more dangerous than on land. It is said that there are also "water worms" in the lake, and water worms are close relatives of sand worms like ice worms, but they are very large compared to sand worms.

According to the analysis of scientists, the first sandworms came from the depths of the No. 5 Desert and entered the Silver City World around 2200 years after BDR. They prefer fluid environments, such as deserts, snow, and lakes, but strangely enough, they don't like the ocean.

Walking by the lake, looking at the calm lake, the iron slag suddenly came up with the idea of hunting water insects. The Black Pig King looked at his expression and quickly guessed his intentions, so he whispered, "Don't think about turning me into anything again." ”

"You mean you can turn into a water bug?" Iron Slag asked.

"Oh my God...... What the hell am I talking about......" The Black Pig King suddenly slapped his forehead, looking extremely painful.

"Can you stay in insect form all the time?" Iron Slag asked.

"It's okay for a month or two, but the body can't stand it after a long time." The Black Pig King replied.

While the two were chatting, Lilith leaned over and asked with a smile, "What are you talking about, two handsome guys?" ”

"Call uncle." The Black Pig King said with a straight face.

"You talk first, I'll rest for a while." After saying that, Iron Slag jumped into a cart pulled by a fire mule, and lay down on the supplies and pretended to sleep.

Five days later, the team reached the edge of Blackwater Lake and continued southward. After leaving the lakeside and entering the ruins of the city, the surroundings become dangerous. After encountering a few biter attacks, the team's march slowed down.

The air was filled with mist-like spores, visibility was low, black moss covered every corner as far as the eye could see, and half-human-tall fungi were growing everywhere. Before the Great Nuclear War, it was once one of the largest cities in the southern continent, New Rilo, so this area was also called the "New Rilo Dark Misty Forest" by hunters.

As the name suggests, it is a well-deserved dark place with black moss, fungus, aerosol-like spore clouds and dangerous mutated creatures lurking everywhere.

However, the hunters in the team are all experienced veterans, so along the way, although there are constant crises, they are all thrilling and successfully resolved.

On the fourth day of entering the Misty Forest, the team encountered a mutant antlion larva lurking in the shallow soil. The antlion, also known as the "sand cow" or "sand monkey", is a carnivorous insect. Academically a member of the Eleoptera, the Lacewings feed on other insects, and the larvae live under the dry surface of the earth, digging funnel-shaped traps in sandy soils to trap prey.

This mutant antlion larva has a large head with a sickle-shaped palate at the front and a sand-gray belly ovate covered with manes. Lilith was humming a little song and walking happily on the side of the line, but she stepped into the antlion's trap without paying attention. In an instant, she had no time to scream when she was dragged into the dirt. For fear of injuring her by mistake, everyone did not dare to shoot easily, and they all crouched above the trap to watch.

In terms of the habits of mutant antlion larvae, Lilith will not be in danger for the time being, and will only be tortured a little. Antlion larvae usually spit out mucus-laden dirt and store their prey in crust cocoons.

After observing for a moment, one of the hunters stood up and said, "Let me go, I have ground worms lurking." With Hagrid's permission, the hunter let out a low cry and immediately grew a smooth, mirror-like shell, and then leaned over and kicked into the loose soil.

At this moment, Lilith, who was dragged into the shallow soil, was writhing her body, her hands desperately grasping at the dirt around her. However, all her struggles were in vain, and dozens of knuckles in the lower abdomen of the antlion larvae tightly clamped her body, and some smaller knuckles pierced her chest and abdomen, slowly injecting paralyzing toxins.

As time passed, Lilith's struggle became weaker and weaker, and just as she opened her eyes in despair, there was a sudden surge in the soil layer above. Lilith was overjoyed, knowing that someone had come to her rescue. But before she could rejoice, she felt the antlion larva tilt its head and its abdomen swelled rapidly.

"Tsk!"

In the darkness, with a piercing scream, the antlion larva spewed a pillar of sand upwards!

"Boom!"

In the next moment, the hunter who had just approached was hit head-on by the sand pillar, and was directly sprayed out of the ground and fell from a height of more than ten meters. As soon as the pillar of sand burst out of the ground, Hagrid leaped down with a quick leap to catch the falling insectizer.

"Don't ...... Stay back. Lilith screamed in despair.

After driving away the intruders, the antlion larvae cries out excitedly, sticks out a needle-like mouthpart, plunges into the side of the prey's neck, and greedily sucks the blood.

"I'll come." Seeing this, the Black Pig King exerted all his strength, grew an insect shell and drilled in.

But it didn't take long for a screech to rise, and a pillar of sand rose into the sky, spewing out the big black fat. In the sand and rain, the black pig king who fell to the ground yelled "kill you" and got into it again, but a few seconds later, it was sprayed out again......

"This thing is really troublesome." The Black Pig King looked at the sand hole in the ground and shook his head helplessly.

At the same time, the antlion larvae, which had been interrupted from feeding, let out an angry hiss, tightening the joints that bound Lilith, and immediately making her bones creak. In an instant, Lilith burst into tears.

"There's no way to get close." The hunter who had just gotten in chimed in.

"Can you determine its general location?" Iron Slag thought for a moment, then got up and asked.

"Probably in ......" the hunter gestured, explaining to him the depth and location of the antlion larvae.

"Let's go down together and drill in different directions." Iron Slag said. After getting ready, the three of them grew insect shells at the same time and plunged headlong into the sandy layer.

In the dark, the iron slag gently picks up the sand and crawls through the soft, shallow soil like a swim.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound on the right, and the black pig king was squirted out. Taking advantage of the gap between the antlion larvae, he sped up his crawling.

"Boom!" It didn't take long for a muffled sound to come from the left, and it seemed that he was the only one left. Seeing that there was still a few meters away, and it would definitely not be there before the next spray, the iron slag immediately stopped moving and crawled in place. After being quiet for more than ten seconds, there was movement from above again, and it seemed that the Black Pig King reacted quickly and drilled down again to attract attention.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The iron slag took advantage of the gap between each eruption and advanced little by little, and finally climbed a meter away from the antlion larvae after five eruptions. I saw him take a deep breath, and suddenly with a loud cry, a knotted foot jumped out from behind, penetrated the soil layer, and penetrated into the target's body, and a large number of parasitic cells poured out.

After the blow was successful, the iron slag was sprayed out of the ground by the sand pillar. I saw him do a backflip in mid-air and land firmly on the ground.

When everything above calmed down, the antlion larvae let out a pleasant hiss and were about to enjoy their meal, when they felt a sharp pain all over their bodies, as if there were thousands of ants gnawing at them.

The pain of tearing ...... "twitter" gnawed at its nerves like a tidal wave, and it immediately let go of its prey and rolled and struggled in the soil.

"Buzz...... Buzz Buzz...... Buzz Buzz...... Buzz Buzz...... Buzz Buzz...... Buzz Buzz...... Buzz ......"

A moment later, the big red ants burrowed out of the ground, shook off the fine sand on their bodies, and flapped their wings.