"Huh~~~" The tea bomb whistled in a beautiful parabola. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fortunately, with Alice's reminder, the three of them flashed out of the attack range early.

After all, the tea bomb is not a cannonball, and after landing, the hot tea will scatter in all directions, and the center range is effective within two meters.

Not only that, but some of the blue-black liquid scattered on the platform wriggled and gathered together when the three of Roger approached, forming slime monsters with four legs and hands under them.

The monster was about the same height as Roger, and its soft slime body squirmed as it squeezed out a discarded doll doll head from its body, seemingly... This is their face?

"What is this?asphalt slime?or is it a silt water elemental?" Roger glared at the slime monsters standing up, "Just by looking at it, I feel that the combat power is super low......"

Alice just glanced at it and stopped caring about the little blue-black things: "It's just some mysterious forsaken spirits...... In addition to spitting out some mucus and disgusting people, they can only smash people's chests with their soft little fists......"

Dodging the two shells of the eyeball teapot again, the three of them began to chat about the assignment of the enemy.

"Alice and I are in charge of the two big snot-stinging teapots, and you're in charge of the black slimes, okay?" said Roger, pointing to the mysterious forsakens that had begun to surround them.

Caroline looked confused, the way these things attacked looked disgusting, and she didn't want to touch any of them......

Roger saw the reluctance of the old lady, pouted and picked his nostrils unscrupulously, and then wiped it on her sleeve: "Look, your clothes are dirty now, so go and fight to your heart's content~"

Caroline stared at a shiny mark on her sleeve, her forehead bulging, grabbed Roger by the collar and threw it at an eyeball teapot: "Die for me! bastard!!

Then he gritted his teeth and elongated, turning into a werewolf, and pounced on the weak mysterious forsaken like a tiger into a flock.

"Break the masks and destroy them... There's no need to remove your arms and legs......" Alice reminded in a whisper.

But Caroline completely took the Mysterious Forsaken as her bastard brother, and splashed the juice of these poor little creatures all over the place.

Roger, who had been thrown and slipped out of the air, had been watching his sister all the time, and when he saw that the large number of "slimes" did not seem to pose a threat to her at all, he relaxed and noticed his situation.

Just now... He didn't stop until he hit something......

Roger rolled over, lay on his back and looked up, only to see the eyeball teapot on its side, two brass claws standing on the ground, and the other one held high in the air, like a straight javelin, and the boy was poking it down!

The sound of the copper claw entering the flesh was drowned out by the cracking sound of the stone platform, and Roger was nailed to the ground with his chest pierced, and even the front part of the copper claw was inserted into the stone platform because the eyeball teapot was too strong.

Perhaps already thinking that Roger was dead, the eyeball teapot pulled out its claws and turned around and quickly crawled towards Alice.

At this time, the disadvantages of too fast recovery were revealed, and after a short time between nailing in and pulling out, the wound on Roger's chest had begun to heal, and the muscles of his body completely clamped the copper claw of the teapot in his body, and the boy was like one of its leg pendants hanging horizontally in the middle of the copper claw.

Roger smacked his lips, and the pickaxe in his hand swung in reverse, and the still sharp pickaxe was suddenly nailed into the joint of the foot of the eyeball teapot, and then with a forceful part, the boy rolled over and landed with half a copper claw.

Pulling out the claw on his chest casually, Roger weighed it, and it turned out to be solid copper, and the weight was good.

The eyeball teapot with only two legs left, inserting the sharp tips of the copper claws into the ground to maintain balance, but this is not easy, the original three-legged shape is triangular to support its round teapot belly, now there is one less fulcrum, and it is still standing on two feet and shaking slightly.

Roger chuckled, the broken copper claw in his hand stabbed into the junction between the foot of the teapot and his body, and the pickaxe in his right hand was used horizontally as a hammer, like a nail......

The teapot fell to the ground with a bang, and the boy could hear a feeling of mourning from its cry of boiling water......

Turning the pickaxe, Roger smiled and stood beside the teapot, and according to the scarlet eyes the size of a human head, the boy raised the pickaxe.

There was a crisp crack of shattering glass, and scarlet eyeballs stretched out fine cracks from where the tip of the pickaxe had been chiseled.

"Oops... I thought it was meat... I knew I would have dug it up as a collector's item......" Roger said with regret, but he still broke out the pickaxe in his hand and chiseled it down one after another.

The eyeball teapot was motionless, the spout no longer emitted white steam, and only a red hole was left in the center of the belly, and the entire eyeball was chiseled by Roger.

Wiping the non-existent sweat from his forehead, the boy looked over to Caroline.

The old lady looked embarrassed, the black sticky juice was almost all over her body, and the wolf hair on the exposed body had become a ball of soft mud, and she was still pulling down the black water.

However, a dozen or so mysterious forsaken spirits were not a threat to her, and Caroline did not even have a wound on her body except for the fact that she looked embarrassed.

Alice, on the other hand, is much more relaxed, she is obviously familiar with the attack method of the eyeball teapot, and she can also find time to make a few cuts on the big eyes in the process of dodging the attack.

Roger grabbed the only copper claw of his teapot, and picked it up with all his might, such a large piece of metal still has a lot of weight.

"Alice, get out of the way!" the boy shouted at the girl who was still fighting.

Alice took the time to turn her head and saw Roger rushing over with the teapot and hurriedly retreated to the side.

"Wow, yes... Eat me with a hammer!" Roger screamed, sweeping the other eyeball teapot off the platform like a meteor hammer.

The eyeball teapot fell into the iron pulp without accident, splashing a piece of juice, and bringing out a series of bubbles, and the golden-red iron pulp no longer had a trace of waves flowing slowly.

"It's okay~" Roger bent down to pick up the pickaxe that had just been thrown on the ground and was stained red by the teapot's eyeballs, and leaned over to Caroline's side: "You're a little dirty... Luckily it didn't smell, otherwise I would definitely ......."

"Absolutely!?" Caroline gritted her teeth and looked at her brother, her only snow-white teeth poking out: "Do you want to die to apologize?"

"Don't say that... I'm a wizard reserve anyway... There is a powerful decontamination spell in those magic~"