In the face of the extremely ugly and disgusting white python nematode, everyone who had just woken up in a dream inevitably had more or less panic in their hearts. I asked the seventh master with the windproof lamp and the monkey to clear the way in the dark woods, and everyone else was on guard against the attack of the white nematode.

As soon as my order was issued, the white nematode was already shaking its body and couldn't wait to launch a fierce attack.

In the island-like forest, which was originally pitch black and foggy, a white afterimage suddenly appeared.

In the island-like forest, a fierce gunfire rang out in an instant, and the shotgun that was held by the sheep in the camp of Scarface now came in handy, otherwise we would have been overwhelmed by the tide of nematodes.

I protected Zha Ling'er behind me, and kept waving the vajra in my hand as I walked backwards.

The island was already very dark, and the misty fog made it impossible to move quickly with the dim light of the windproof lamps.

The white nematodes were very numerous, and they attacked violently and quickly, and soon our path was about to be intercepted. The white nematodes have quickly overtaken us, and they are about to completely seal the encirclement and completely encircle us.

Zha Qiye had to stuff the windproof lamp in his hand into Zha Ling'er's hand, and then danced the "iron bone fan" in his hand and began to slash the white nematodes blocking the way. The cloth fan painted with the pine crane in his hand was stained with white nematode body fluids into a fluorescent color, like a white butterfly, flying up and down in the woods, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark.

I suddenly got an idea, and I quickly hacked a few white nematodes to death and dragged their corpses. Use your hands to squeeze out a large amount of white fluorescent sap from their bodies and sprinkle it on the ground and trees. To illuminate and show the way forward. The smooth, wet and sticky feel of the white nematode made me feel nauseous. But I just couldn't hold back the discomfort. After quickly squeezing the white fluorescent liquid, the transparent insect skin is thrown away.

Suddenly, I saw a white afterimage coming straight towards Zha Ling'er beside me, and immediately stretched out his arm to protect Zha Linger, but his left arm was bitten fiercely by the white nematode, and I immediately felt that the blood all over my body was surging towards the wound. I raised the vajra and decapitated the white nematode, but the white nematode's head. Still refusing to let go, he bit me on my left arm.

Before I could treat the wound, a new wave of white nematodes came up like a tide, and I had to ignore the bite on my arm and devote myself to the fight.

While the crowd threw themselves into the battle, they retreated deeper into the island forest, and although the dim woods were difficult to walk, they were also effective in hindering the attack of the white nematode.

Although everyone is lucky to be alive. However, there are quite a few people who have been bitten by different Cheng dù. I saw that the fat man's shoulder was already a blur of flesh and blood.

The dark forest is also splashed with blood from white nematodes. Painted like a firefly's nest, it flashes with striking fluorescence everywhere.

The island forest seemed to have no end, and everyone kept falling from the slippery moss fungus and the roots of the trees that were sticking to the ground. The pace of travel is getting slower and slower. The number of white nematodes is only increasing. Soon, in the midst of a scream. Another victim was born.

At this time, I saw Ugin running behind me at some point, and I immediately asked him, "What are these white nematodes, and do you know any way to deal with them effectively?" ”

Ugin immediately shook his head like a rattle, and said in a short breath, "I don't know." ”

As soon as I heard this, my head was even bigger, and it seemed that these disgusting white nematodes in front of me were some unknown creatures living in swampy wetlands, so it would be difficult to find an effective way to deal with them.

The island forest was still stretching endlessly, but everyone's bodies had dropped greatly, and the pace became more and more slow and chaotic, and I saw a black smoke man, who seemed to have changed into a new white fluorescent costume, so that he could no longer hide in the dark.

The sturdy fat man is like a white snowman, and the other people don't look much better, all of them are tense, making their expressions very stiff, like a living white plaster statue.

I kept sweating, and then I was dried by the cold wind in the woods, and then I kept sweating, and I was dried by the cold wind again, and my body felt more and more mana, as if it had been hollowed out. The injured ankle was so painful that it seemed to be broken, and it was impossible to stand firmly. I had to walk a few steps before leaning against the tree and fighting back against the white nematode.

The battle seems to be endless, the woods seem to have no end, and the hearts of the teammates are in danger of collapse. And in the face of the tide of white nematodes, we were helpless, but to keep waving our arms to slash and kill, there was no other way. The white nematodes swayed in the dark forest, really like a hideous ghost, which made people panic and breathless.

I had never rested for a moment, I felt exhausted, and by accident, I was bitten by a white nematode and almost dragged away. Fortunately, Zha Ling'er behind me hugged me in time, and this is when I came to my senses and beheaded the white nematode that bit on my arm. At this time, there were already two white insect heads, biting on my arm so hard that I couldn't lift it. I had to spare a little time to pull off the two insect heads that were biting on my arms. There were two deep, cascading circle tooth marks on the top of the arm, bleeding non-stop.

Zha Ling'er couldn't help but say, quickly tied her handkerchief to my arm, I saw that her face was full of worry, so I reluctantly smiled and comforted her, "I'm fine." ”

As a result, this sentence made Zha Ling'er almost not cry.

I want to cry now, too, because I don't know how many hours the battle has lasted, and the sky has already turned bright. Now that the team has been scattered, they are divided and fighting on their own, and it seems that they will not last long. And the white nematodes, dying batch after batch, are still getting new python nematodes into the battle. However, the road ahead still can't see the end of the island forest, and the thick fog is still reluctant to disperse, and everyone's depressed and depressed mood has been as thick as cumulus clouds, shrouded overhead, accumulating thicker and thicker, and lingering.

It was finally getting bright, but visibility was still very low in the foggy woods. Everyone finally saw the white nematode in front of them clearly, and suddenly felt even more disgusted and disgusted.

The war between humans and the strange white nematodes continues, but our side is clearly at a disadvantage, and it won't be long before it will collapse at the touch of a button.

The white nematodes suddenly launched a strong attack as if they had discussed it, and everywhere they looked, the white nematodes raised their upper bodies with high morale, like a sword in the wind, and launched a fierce attack.

Several white afterimages flickered beside me, and one of them attacked Zha Ling'er who was standing beside me, and immediately pushed her forward. As a result, Zha Ling'er's figure disappeared after stumbling in the thick fog. This frightened me and I said, "What's the matter?"

But I soon knew what was going on, for I slid under my feet, leaned forward, and slid out of the island forest.

It turned out that the island forest had come to an end, and outside the woods was a small slope, and below it was a knee-high peat bog, and Zha Ling'er was covered in mud and stood in the silt with an angry face.

When I see the quagmire, I have mixed joys: the white nematode should have a hard time navigating the quagmire, so that it can get out of the difficult battle in front of me; The worry is that this peat bog can easily sink deep into it and it is difficult to get out, and then it will continue to sink and eventually drown in the swamp.

The rest of the team, soon cornered, slid down the slope and jumped into the peat bog.

The white mist still hadn't dissipated, so I hurriedly took out the map from my bosom and looked at it quickly, and found that I couldn't figure out where I was now.

After jumping into the peat bog, the guide habitually began to march south. In this case, I had to follow an experienced guide, so I closed the useless map and beckoned everyone to follow behind you.

The white nematodes were really as I had guessed, and they all seemed to be huddled in the island forest because they couldn't walk in the mud, and they didn't chase after them.

This made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, so they stopped moving forward and sat weakly in the mire.

The team had lost two members in the blink of an eye, and now it had become a squad of only fifteen people, and only Zha Ling'er was not injured.

Zha Ling'er shuttled through the very difficult quagmire and began to bandage everyone's wounds. I found that the wound on his shoulder was not bitten by a white nematode, but by a penetrating wound caused by a sharp branch, and blood was constantly gushing out, but fortunately, the wound was not deep.

Everyone sat in the mire, gasping for breath, while the white nematodes were still surrounding the edge of the woods, refusing to leave.

I felt that danger was still near, and that it would be better to get out of the white nematode's sphere of influence, so I urged everyone to get up and advance in the direction of the south.

In the peat swamp, it was very difficult to walk, and the shoes were no longer the same, and they fell off their feet again and again, and then everyone simply took off their shoes and walked barefoot in the mud. The peat bogs are stagnant and oxygen-less, and all creatures survive and all barefoot do not have to worry.

A thick white mist shrouded the mud swamp, and it was impossible to detect the size of the peat bog. I can only keep pulling my legs out of the mud one by one, and strive to move forward, trying to get out of the quagmire as much as possible.

But the peat bogs are endless, as if there are no edges at all. Everyone was so tired that they couldn't pull their legs anymore, so they didn't care about the mess and sat down in the mud to rest. (To be continued......)