The strong acids begin to corrode the steel, the air is squeezed out of the alveoli by the gum, and the bovine hides made into armor are digested along with the flesh, leaving only the bones to float in solution, which are eventually either expelled from the body or melted down and become part of the gum.

Emerging from the fork in the road is a mud monster, also known as a slime. However, unlike the little round cuties in other worlds, the mud monsters in the world of Feren are very scary creatures.

They are not afraid of steel weapons, and there are only two consequences of slicing a mud monster with your razor-sharp magic-blessed weapon, the first is when a mud monster splits into two smaller mud monsters to attack you together, and the second is when the strong acid in the mud monster's body causes irreparable damage to your weapon.

Of course, wooden hammer weapons will not cause these consequences, but when the mud monsters are large enough to devour a four-person adventure party at once, any weapon will lose its effect unless it is a siege tree.

The most effective way to deal with the mud monsters is magic, whether it is the attack of the burst element, or the freezing of the cold element, the mud monster can deal significant damage, but this is only the effect that the caster can play by staying away from the mud monster, once swallowed by the mud monster, the caster can no longer cast the spell.

............

Quietly lurking in the shadows of the corner, Ron took aim at the rat catchers who had entered the Moonlight Rat territory from another passage, their clothes even tattered, and their weapons were only homemade short bows.

Apparently they were all poor people of Ascatla, hunting only because of the bounty offered by Tariq Golden Shield. However, their threat to the Moonlight Mouse is not weaker than that of Fang Cai's adventure team, and even greater because of their numbers.

Similarly, Ron didn't have the desire to kill them at the moment, so he was aiming for the knees.

However, when Ron was about to fire the crossbow arrows, four pale green data strips passed through in a row, causing the crossbow arrows in Ron's claws to delay the launch.

"Help kill a level 4 human warrior and get 300 Life Essence!"

"Help kill a level 4 human ranger and get 300 Life Essence!"

"Help kill a level 3 human priest and get 200 Life Essence!"

"Help kill a level 3 human wanderer and get 200 Life Essence!"

"Squeak!"

That adventurous party was wiped out?

I remember when I left, the priest had already released his magic to heal his wounds.

Did you encounter a more terrifying monster?

The question flashed through Ron's mind like lightning, and was immediately left behind by Ron.

The adventure team's encounter had nothing to do with Ron, but the rat traps in front of him were more threatening, and Ron had to ensure his safety before the main trunk of the Moonlight Rats completed their migration, so he aimed again, and then shot the crossbow arrow!

"Ahh

"There's a monster! There's a monster blowing arrows!"

Even more so than the adventurous team that Ron had just repelled, the rattrappers couldn't even spot the direction in which the crossbow arrows were flying, and even mistook the crossbow arrows fired from the small hand crossbow for kobolds' blow arrows.

However, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that Ron is the one who is at a disadvantage in size.

Following the battle strategy of Fang Cai, one shot to change places, Ron took advantage of guerrilla warfare and small stalkers to the extreme, and every shot of a crossbow arrow must cause the actual combat power of the rat catcher's side.

Because of the absence of priests, more and more ratcatchers rolled in the sewer sewage with their knees crossed, and then the cruelty of humanity began to manifest.

"Hey, Charlie, give me your rat tail and I'll take you out!"

"Hey, Charlie, give me your rat tail, I won't hurt you!"

"Hey, Charlie, you go and die, and your rat tail will be mine when you die!"

“......”

The smell of blood fills the air, and for a bundle of rat tails, the uninjured ratcatcher retreats, out of Ron's range, and then a one-sided slaughter.

It's just that it's no longer moonlight rats that are hunted, but their own kind.

"Squeak!"

No matter in that world, human beings are full of bad roots!

There was no longer a need for Ron to shoot, he put away his small crossbow and quietly watched the battle in front of him. Blood was pouring and irascible greetings echoed through the sewers, and from time to time a ratcatcher with a wounded knee was shot, and a wounded ratcatcher's counterattack occasionally inflicted injuries.

Then, the rat catcher who was shot by the injured rat catcher immediately became the target of the normal rat catcher, and became the prey of a powerless to resist.

The sewers lit by torches, the dark green sewage began to turn into darkness, the effect of mixed blood. At the same time, Ron could hear the sound of swallowing saliva in the darkness in the distance, and it was clear that the monsters living in the sewers had come closer, they were attracted by blood and flesh, but they were afraid of the light of the torches, and did not appear for the time being.

"Squeak!"

Nothing seems to be going on here.

Let's go on the third road!

The ratcatchers killed each other, apparently blocking the road to attack the Moonlight Rat territory, and there was no longer a need for Ron to guard it.

Turning around, Ron prepared to head for the third path of the Moonlight Rat's Territory and the Sewers.

Then, a slender black shadow suddenly appeared behind Ron!

"Take!"

Bending down quickly, Ron directly pulled the crossbow on his back and shot out the crossbow arrow, but the black mist suddenly swelled, and the black shadow suddenly disappeared and reappeared, making Ron's crossbow arrow shoot into the air!

"Squeak!"

Chief Ron: Did you mean it?

The black mist slowly receded, revealing the shadow's clenched front teeth and large fiery eyes, as well as the clenched dagger behind the moonlight rat, which was equivalent to a machete to the moonlight rat, and the chirping was full of irritation.

From the moment the black fog rose, Ron knew the identity of the comer, but there was no turning back, and Ron could only pray that he didn't shoot. Obviously, the black mist of the shadow is not a simple talent, and in the intermittent moment, the shadow still dodged the crossbow arrows sent at a very close range, but only dropped a few hairs.

"Squeak!"

I'm sorry, I didn't know!

How did you get here? Didn't you leave with the rats?

The angry female was not an object to be provoked, and seeing that the shadow was not injured, Ron secretly breathed a sigh of relief and immediately chose to divert the topic.

Naturally, Shadow didn't see the deceit of human society, and was immediately diverted by Ron's attention, screaming to answer Ron's question.

"Squeak!"

There are long beards and four group leaders in the rat group, and nothing can happen!

I'll see if you have anything you can help with here.

After all, I'm the best of the rats except for you!

Releasing the long handle of the dagger behind his back, Shadow crouched to his feet, slapping his chest with his front paws.