And on the tortoise of the mantis's cracked head, except for a pool of blood, there is no trace of Roger's figure at all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The ground was covered with a large crater due to the frequent impact of its skull, and the crater was surrounded by cracks caused by the heavy bombardment. At the bottom of the pit, a puddle of shapeless meat sauce was churning and wriggling.

There's no way, so desperately smashing, even if Roger has eight hands, he can't pick up the big mantis when it turns into mud.

The bug swayed in a vague way, let out a few muffled snorts, lowered its head and used its remaining tentacles and one-eyed eyes to look hard at the inside of the pit, and thrust its scythe claw into the bottom and brought a handful of flesh to its mouth.

The flesh and mud that was slowly gathering in the pit were instantly dug up, and in the remaining half of the flesh, bones, muscles, organs, and skin began to appear in turn.

And by the time the big mantis licked its paws with its half-broken mouthparts, Roger, who was covered in blood red and lacked skin, had already climbed up from the ground, in fact, not only did he have no skin, but the internal organs in his body did not appear or anything, after all, he needed important organs to grow first in a hurry.

Regarding his own recovery, Roger has also done a lot of related training...

Open your five fingers, and the wand will automatically fly into your hand, followed by a coin bag and a mobile phone, and forget about clothes... Not only has it become a strip of rag, but after being soaked in the saliva of the praying mantis and his own flesh, Roger thinks it is better to be bare-haired...

As for the mobile phone that was originally in the back pocket of his jeans, he looked down and poked it twice, and found that it had been smashed to a mess.

Picking out the mobile phone card and throwing it away, he pulled out the strap of the coin bag from the edge and hung it around his neck, Roger looked up at the darkness above, although he couldn't see anything, he could hear a little bit of the movement of Suo Suo eating food.

At this time, you can still think about eating, which means that this little insect is not in a big deal, and it is full of energy...

Roger smacked his lips, licked the newly grown tiger teeth in his mouth, and stepped on the ground with his right foot, and a circle of dark red light that was not obvious spread out irregularly with himself as the center of the circle.

At this moment, the mantis's scythe appendage was glued to his body and dug into the bottom of the pit, and Roger silently calculated the distance.

When the scythe returned to the worm's mouth, but did not taste the delicious taste he remembered, Roger's palm was already waving slightly.

The dark red flames suddenly appeared in the air, and a circle of fire walls more than three meters high was attached to the ground, sweeping away along the strange spread of the dark light just now, spreading a range of more than ten meters, and the range of this circle enveloped three-quarters of the body of the great mantis.

The flames spread to the limit, but the fire exploded violently, as if unwilling to be dispersed, and everything in the range was scorched earth...

By the light of the fire, Roger's wand was pointed at the large bug's scarred-looking head, and the Imprisonment Charm was fired one after the other and was controlled to form a rope wrapped around its relatively slender neck, and the boy repeated the same trick, one end of the rope wrapped around his arm.

"Hiss......" The mantis's painful hiss sounded again, and the burning from the fire spell penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

The three-meter-high flames could not reach its body, but the four limbs and feet standing on the ground were not spared, and the exoskeletons of the limbs and feet were charred and black, like the cracks of the long-dry earth, and more like the danger of shattering pieces of fragile porcelain at the slightest touch.

The scarred mantis finally decided to give up the tasty little snack, the scythe appendage poked into the ground to relieve the pressure on the battered four hind limbs, and the four translucent wings above the fat belly spread out, whirring a huge wind and churning in the fog around it.

Roger was holding the rope in one hand and felt a huge tug from above, and then his feet were forced off the ground, and the big bug flew up.

"Worge! or a flying mantis! can't he honestly write a story about rainbows and unicorns!?" Roger's first reaction was to complain about Mr. Granger, after all, he was in a sense the father of the big bug.

"Moreover, you can't even control your own 'bear child', and you are a failure enough to be a father..."Gritting his teeth, the boy climbed cautiously upwards with his hands folded, and the wind brought by the praying mantis flying in mid-air made the rope sway wildly.

If you don't pay attention to it, it will be difficult to find this bug. Roger hadn't forgotten that the Pandora boomerang was still stuck in the back of the bug. With the current wind, you can feel that the speed of this insect is definitely not fast, but it is impossible to tell where it will land if you fly in a straight line overnight.

Grabbing the connection between the mantis's head and its back, Roger rolled over and climbed up, ignoring nothing else, lighting his wand and pulling the Pandora boomerang out of the insect's back carapace in a five-limbed position.

There was no way, the praying mantis didn't even have a fixed place on its back, and it was still flying, so Roger could only use this extremely obscene posture to risk moving.

The boomerang succeeded, and Roger gritted his teeth and grinned evilly, and continued to crawl backwards.

The front wings of the praying mantis are located just above the middle feet and also directly above its ears, while the hind wings are located where the fat belly joins the solid dorsal line.

Using the boomerang as a focal point, the boy crawled over the forewings that were swinging with a human eye that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and crawled to a halt in the middle of the fore and rear wings.

Immobilizing himself with Pandora, Roger's cheeks puffed out, and flames erupted as he shone on one of his thin wings.

Unlike other positions, the wings are almost the most vulnerable part of the mantis's body, and as soon as it comes into contact with the flames, the translucent wings full of blood vessels and veins immediately turn yellow and curl and ignite.

One wing was injured, and the praying mantis, which had been flying fairly smoothly, immediately hissed sharply and lost its balance, and the other three wings still swirled and fell to the ground even if they tried hard to flash.

"Boom!!" The twenty-meter-long, at least a few tons of large insects, like a small fighter plane, slid sideways and slid out of the ground after falling to the ground, pushing dirt and crushed trees to a clearing.

The praying mantis chirped in a low voice but could not get up again, and its four hind limbs were already fragile from the fire, and after this fall, they had been shattered into several pieces like charcoal and mixed with the mud.

Roger pulled himself out of the boomerang with his arms propped up, and a waddle of blood flew out.

The bump when the big mantis landed just now was too violent, and he held the Pandora boomerang to hold it in place so as not to be thrown off, the boomerang was round, and the periphery was full of sharp blades, which made it difficult to guarantee that he would not accidentally hurt himself.