"In that case, then why are you still stunned?" Hughes loosened the necklines of the two of them, and said in a cold voice: "Pull out the thing on your waist, it's not the damn thing used to entangle with women, it's a weapon that can help you defend against the enemy, hurry up and be on guard!"

Hughes shouted angrily, and the two of them woke up like from a dream, pulled their swords out of their sheaths with a thud, and looked around nervously.

"I'm going to see the carriage. Hodge said.

Hughes followed: "I'm with you." ”

Hodge turned around and shook his head: "It's enough for me alone, if that monster does reappear at my feet, even more people can't do it." ”

He rummaged through the wreckage of the carriage, and after turning over a few pieces of wood, the body of the guard who remained in the carriage finally appeared.

The cause of his death was a wound that ran through his body, protruding from his lower body until he punctured the skull.

It's like being skewered into a skewer of death, the difference is that the skewer of meat is not left.

Hodge pushed away a few more pieces of crossbars, and pulled out a large plank where the guard was lying, which was supposed to be the bottom of the carriage, and at this time there was a hole in the center, and he roughly estimated that it matched the size of the wound on Hood, Gao An, and the guard in front of him.

This shows that the person who attacked the carriage was indeed the monster they were looking for on this trip.

"Drill out of the ground......" Hodge thought with his chin propped.

He walked over to the half-dead black horse by the tree, and pressed his hand against the snow beneath the corpse, and there was an area that was obviously much softer than the others, and it was from here that the monster must have gotten into the ground.

Hodge tossed the snow and pulled out a handful of dirt, spreading out the dirt in his left palm, and rubbing it with two fingers in his right hand.

"This is?" he felt the damping sensation between his fingers, and the sticky feel like snot.

He blew into the pinched fingers, blowing the dirt away, and slowly opened his pinched fingers to the sky, and between the two fingers, there were dozens of extremely thin silk threads, showing crystal clear colors in the sunlight.

"Slime?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Hughes yelling behind him: "Be careful!" followed by the sound of the blade unsheathed.

Hodge was startled and subconsciously took a few steps back, but nothing happened in his original position, and he quickly turned his head, only then did he realize that Hughes's caution was not what he had heard.

The snow in front of the two guards began to tremble, and the thick snow covering the surface rose in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the soil on the surface slammed into the snow, and a black figure emerged like lightning.

"Get out of the way!" Hughes shouted to the two guards, broadsword in hand, and leaped forward, he didn't have time to see what the monster looked like, and the blade slammed down like thunder.

Call!

Snow and dust flew and briefly obscured the view.

Hughes shook the dust and mist away, his heart heavy, the monster was still alive and unscathed, and just as the blade was about to make contact, it sprang into the dirt with a swiftness greater than the gravity blade, and quickly burrowed out in another place.

At this time, everyone saw the true face of the monster.

The monster's body was as thick as Hughes's thighs, and its whole body was cylindrical, and its black-brown appearance could clearly see the segments, about fifty or sixty knots, and it still had a part of its body buried in the earth, perhaps the total number of segments that made up its body was nearly a hundred, and its body looked quite smooth and glowing with a thorough light.

It's a species that no one will be unfamiliar with, but it is also a species that everyone will be unfamiliar with.

Morphologically, it's just an earthworm.

But where can an earthworm be four or five meters long, and how can an earthworm move so quickly that it can avoid the heavy blade!

"It's such a tough thing. Hughes spat and raised his broadsword again, slicing his way through the giant earthworm.

Bursts of snow and dust flew but nothing was found, the speed of this earthworm was too fast, and although Hughes had the bonus of combat skills and swordsmanship, the armor on his body and the weight of the blade made it difficult for him to keep up with the rhythm of the earthworm.

Hodge looked at the scene and wanted to laugh. Of course, he understood that such a dangerous situation was inappropriate, but he couldn't help it, the combat skills and swordsmanship that Hughes had learned would always make him feel like he was greeting the New Year......

The earthworm burrowed into the ground again, but it didn't come out for a long time.

"Did you run away?" Hughes looked around, and the others were all dazed.

At that moment, the earthworm emerged from the guard's side, too far away from Hughes, too late for him to come to his rescue.

The two guards were still formally trained in the end, and their bodies naturally dodged and avoided the moment the earthworm appeared.

But he couldn't completely avoid it, and the guard who was closer to the location where the earthworm appeared screamed, and the back of his hand was cut by the earthworm, and even the white bones could be faintly seen.

The earthworm swayed its body a little unwillingly, but with the threat of the knight Hughes on its side, it seemed to feel the threat as well, and no longer continued to attack, but dived into the ground and fled directly.

Hughes threw his sword and was vigilant for a while, and only after making sure that the giant earthworm had really left, did he put away his broadsword and quickly ran to the guard: "Are you okay?"

The guard's face was a little pale, but it wasn't too serious, and he shook his head: "It's okay, it's just a layer of skin." ”

"It's not as simple as just scratching a layer of skin. Hodge walked over and looked at the wound on the back of the guard's hand, and his tone became solemn: "Don't you notice that strange words are starting to appear around the wound?"

It was only after he reminded him that Hughes noticed this, and indeed many tiny, tiny characters appeared around the wound, and they were expanding outward at a slow pace.

"Pastor Fink. Hodge beckoned, waited for Fink to see the wound, and then asked, "Have you ever seen such symptoms?"

"It seems. Fink hesitated, with an uncertain tone, "It seems to be—curse?"

The guard's face turned white in an instant.

"Just guessing, if you curse you, nothing will happen. Fink patted him on the shoulder comfortingly.

"Do you feel any discomfort?" Hodge asked.

"No, except for a little itching. "The guards barely regained some energy.

"To be on the safe side, I have a suggestion. Hodge looked at the guard, "I suggest you cut off this palm, and if that's a curse, maybe stop it before it spreads all over you." ”

"Never!" the guard's voice was sharp, as if provoked, and he slammed backwards, distancing himself from Hodge, "This is my hand holding the sword, without it I am nothing!"

"You've got to think about it, now you're just throwing away a palm, and if that's what I guessed, you're going to be in pain. ”

"That won't do!" the guard squealed, "you can't hold a sword, you might as well die." Besides, it's just a bruise. ”

Hodge looked at Fink helplessly, as if he wanted him to help persuade the guards.

Fink pondered for a moment and asked, "Have you really thought about it?"

"Yes, I will never accept cutting off my palms. ”

Fink sighed, "Alright then, in that case, I'll try to use Holy Radiance to see if I can stop the spread of these words." ”