With a click, a two-meter-long spike poked out of the ground, sending a large number of stone fragments flying out.

The four of them held their breath and waited for the moment when the monster broke through the ground.

But the monster didn't show its head, and there was another click, and a second spike poked out even further away from the four. Immediately after that, there are the third and fourth roots.

Immediately after, there was a clack, and more and more spikes came out of the ground, each time stabbing once, quickly retracting, and stabbing again somewhere else.

In the clattering sound one after another, the spikes turned into surging waves, gradually extending towards the position of the four people.

Ralbin exclaimed, "What is this?"

The corners of Altaïr's mouth twitched, "Anyway, they didn't come to welcome us. Hurry up and find a way, or we'll all be skewers!

Darker said, "Try it with ice spells!"

Riley's armguards are modeled after Ramos's Eater of the Abyss, and can be loaded with potions of different attributes to fire, similar to a chantless mage.

Hearing Duck's instructions, she didn't hesitate, and raised her hand to pull out a flask that flashed silver-white.

The potion bottle shattered, and a silvery-white six-pointed star flashed, forming a hard ice cap one meter thick on the ground, emitting a cold air in all directions.

Ralbin said happily: "Such a thick ice, it must be ......"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a click, and four or five spikes pierced out of the ice cap at the same time.

Duck yelled, "Rock hardener!"

Riley twisted the filling ring on the armguard, and a shot of rock hardener was loaded, and with a bang, the earthy yellow potion fell to the ground, and the ground where it landed turned into a stone slab the size of a round table.

There were no spikes sticking out of the slabs, but the sound of claws tearing at the rocks could be heard right below, and it was estimated that it was only a matter of time before they were pierced.

Altaïr yelled: "Hard top is not my style, if you don't withdraw, you'll die!"

Darker quietly rubbed three times on his left finger ring, calling out the Ring Spirit: "What are these spikes? If you dare to talk nonsense, I'll throw you into the alchemy furnace!"

"Ah, it's an artificial lifeform made by the Caliph of Faruq, called the Lurker, which attacks from the ground with spikes on its back, and can pierce all rocks. Now there are at least twenty of them down there. ”

Dark's heart tightened: the flash moth restricts the direction of movement, the lurker attacks in the shadows, these two artificial lifeforms cooperate, how to deal with it?

Just as he was thinking, a sharp spike poked out of front of his eyes.

Duck's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the spike, but he didn't expect the spike to be extremely powerful, and he jerked it back, and it actually pulled it out of his palm, and took him to a stumbling side.

Behind him, Ralbin saw that the situation was not good, and grabbed him horizontally, dragging him away by the waist. Duck had just moved away when a second spike slammed up and stabbed against the tip of his nose.

Dak was furious, pulled out the Morning Star of the Prison Eye, aimed it in the direction of the thorn, and slammed it down.

The Morning Star of the Prison Eye has not been used for a long time, and the strength has not been grasped well, and it is a hateful shot, which is full of power.

There was a loud bang, the shock wave dispersed, and the entire cave shook three times.

The ground where the hammer head landed was smashed into a hard cake by a huge force.

How could the poor lurker, with only the hardest thorn on his body and a thin crust on his back, withstand the crushing rocks and roaring shockwaves?

With a squeak, blood gushed out, and purple blood spurted from the spikes of the cave to the ceiling.

Duck roared, "Retreat!"

The four of them fled back to the platform where the rope had been lowered, gasping for breath. Duck said: "These guys are crispy, but there are too many, plus the glittering moths that can't be touched, you can't guard the upper edge and the lower edge." What should I do?"

Ralbin said: "The point is that you don't know where the next thorn comes from, it's completely random, and it's too difficult to catch them one by one." ”

Altaïr said, "I knew we were bringing a light flying carpet and flying over. ”

Riley said happily, "yes, let's go back ......" looked at Duck's big black face and shut her mouth stupidly.

"Aren't you afraid of letting others look down on you? Besides, it's too late. With so many of us, the city of Dorihachi will surely find that those people can't get things done, and they are good at making trouble. I'm going to try again. ”

Ralbin said: "Gambling on luck is the most unconstrained practice, don't take any risks." ”

"I've got an idea, Riley, you come down with me to try it, you two take a break here. ”

Riley followed him cautiously towards the bottom of the slope, which had become silent below, and nothing seemed to have happened except for a hole.

"The guy I killed just now, blood spurting out of the spike hole, means it must be lurking directly below the spike hole. Moreover, the position of the stab just now is random, and there is no pattern to follow. I don't believe that they made a temporary hole and killed them. ”

"You mean, their holes are drilled beforehand, and then they come out and pricked?"

"Yes, they must be moving along a pre-laid route underground, and they must be pierced a few times to change places. ”

"But we're not rats, we can't get into that kind of hole. ”

"On the Scout Bee. ”

Riley answered, unleashing a scout bee.

The Flashing Moth was clearly not interested in the fleshless Scout Bee, which swaggered around in the darkness to transmit the magic wave signal back.

The blue light curtain made a section of the underground, and under the hard rock layer was a flat and smooth stone slab, and the lurkers in the shape of round cakes quietly hibernated in the passage between the rock layer and the stone slab, and shrugged their backs to feel the fluctuations coming from above the rock formation, ready to attack at any time.

"I see, these things were laid out here by Faroug early on. ”

Riley asked, "What are we going to do next?"

"What are you doing with the hole? If you don't come out, let's die inside." Give them something to beat. ”

Riley was overjoyed: "Irrigation?"

Duck laughed and said, "Isn't it too childish for us to come all the way here, and give them some imported goods! I have never tasted it in my life—the intestinal digestive juices of the Kutbarozze swamp leeches in the southern jungle!"

Riley pulled a frozen box out of her backpack, carefully took out a pill bottle with three thick green lines drawn on it, pushed the arm guard, and then, as if by magic, pulled out a long glass tube from her pocket, the tube was a bright yellow liquid, and the other end was a sharp needle.

"What is this?" asked Dark.

"If you want to do it, you have to do it best," Riley stuck a needle into her armguard, the bright yellow liquid mixed with the green liquid in the medicine bottle, "this is a biotoxin activator, let these underground reptiles taste it!"

With a bang, the intestinal digest of the Kutbarozze swamp leech spanned thousands of kilometers and fell into the underground mezzanine through the hole pierced by the lurker.

A terrible squeak suddenly rang out.

The digestive juices of swamp leeches' intestines are horribly corrosive. Since the establishment of New Tenottiran, alchemy has become popular, and this violent toxin has begun to be refined, synthesized, and equipped by the army.

Even unpurified digestive juices are enough to erode through steel. At Kutbaloze, Ramos used it to smash Xerna, who had used Transfiguration.

The hard, dense slabs beneath them were meant to be easy to move, but the impermeable slabs are now the chopping blocks of hell, and the venom clings to the surface of the slabs and does not seep down at all!

At the very tip of the lurker's sharp claws, those keratinized dead cells could not withstand the violent venom, and they were instantly decomposed, and their limbs were like popsicles soaked in hot water, quickly softening and dissolving!

After a squeak, the twenty or so lurkers all turned into puddles of pus. Nothing seemed to have happened except for wisps of white smoke and a thick sour smell coming out of the hole.

Ralbin and Altaïr were dumbfounded, looking down at the edge of the platform.

Duck shouted at them, "Clean up, just come down and play hide with the glitter moths, come on!"

Riley whispered, "Brother, these flash moths are also an eyesore." ”

"Oh, can the devil?"

"The Pillars of Hydra can't be built, but the Spiritual Tower can build three or four. ”

"Let's build a psychic tower, build a ventilation machine, pump them to the top, and tear them off with the constructed ants!"