"The big bug's brain is being ravaged by it," Roger said, half-dead. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Is there any way you can defeat it?"

"Of course there is..."Roger still said weakly: "By luck~"

"That's right..."Caroline was silent for two seconds, mimicking a burst of electricity with her mouth: "Oops, I'm here... Zizi... The signal is not good... Zizi... What did you say... Zizi... I'll be in touch later..."

However, Hermione's voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding a little distant, probably some distance from the microphone: "How is he there, do you need our help?"

"No, he said he could do it with luck... Anyway, he can't die, so it's just a few more times if he's unlucky..."Then Caroline's voice sounded: "Besides, even if you look for it, you don't know which direction to go, so it's better to wait for him to come back in this shop... Would you like a slice of pizza?"

Listening to the limited conversation sound coming from the mobile phone, Roger reminded with emotion: "I'm playing outside, but you are leisurely eating supper, and the most important thing is that you forgot to hang up the phone... It's good to be a brother..."

There was an instant silence on the other side, a rush of movement, and then the phone hung up...

Roger listened to 'beep.' Toot..' 's busy sound, looked up to the sky and sighed, and put the phone back in its fart pocket.

The mantis's emotions have also calmed down a little, and the frequency of scratching the scythe's appendages is not as frequent as just now, and every time it rubs, it will bring the sickle to its mouth and lick it, probably because the flesh and blood on it make it think that the delicious little snack on its head is dead?

Roger wasn't a little sure if the bug had such complex judgment skills, but that didn't stop him from continuing to trouble the big bug.

The mantis's attacked compound eye began to take on a disgusting black-green color, the fire seemed to have burned it from the inside of its eye, and the jolting sensation of crawling limbs made the protruding eye sway like a half-full water bag, and yellowing juice occasionally splashed out of the wound in the eye.

Roger reached out and took it out of the coin bag for a long time: "I remember putting a chainsaw in it, why can't I find it?"

He frowned and thought for a long time, and finally blurred his teeth and took out a garden shovel the length of his arm.

"Forget it, let's make do with this first... If you have a chance, you should have gotten a handy guy..."The boy glanced at the little shovel that had been pulled out, handed his wand to his left hand, and jumped to the base of the bug's right tentacle as the mantis licked its scythe appendage.

The right eye of the great mantis was still intact, and the fluorescent spell on the wand caused the big bug to suddenly increase its brightness as the distance between Roger and the eye shortened, and the whole head shook a few times as if frightened.

I was blinded when the light lit up on my left eye just now, and even if the praying mantis had no memory, it hadn't forgotten it in such a short time.

"Get ready, little bug, the second gift is about to begin~" Roger laughed wickedly, and the garden shovel pestled the edge of the insect's bulging eye, and then stepped on the edge of the shovel surface fiercely, as if digging a hole, the entire shovel surface stepped into the insect's eye socket and fixed it on it.

The exoskeleton of the praying mantis is not too hard, it is a bit like a cow bone in comparison, mainly because the thickness is so thick that it is almost smacking.

Stimulated by the glow spell, the scythe appendage followed, like a sharp serrated wiper slashing through the mantis's head, and the wooden handle of the garden shovel snapped off with the sound, leaving only a section of stubble attached to the iron shovel head.

After the scythe, Roger shook off half of his scalp that had been rubbed off because of his poor posture, leaned over and pulled the garden shovel out of the exoskeleton, and the incision was enlarged a lot with a vigorous scrape. The boy turned around and stepped one foot into the cut he had made head-on, while the other kicked it hard in the eyeball, inserting the ball of his forefoot into the thick mask of the compound eye.

The big insect that had been hit hard in the eye again hissed, and the scythe appendage was about to be cut off against its eye, Roger's hand was still grasping its tentacles, and he was now fixed with some strength, and the tentacles of the insect were jerked with a twist of his waist.

"Shhhh

Roger bared his teeth, put away his wand, grasped the thick tentacles of the beer bottle with both hands, stepped on the opening point tightly with his feet, and crouched slightly as if he was in a tug-of-war!

"Shhh

It's not Roger's style to just come like this, dragging the tentacles of his feet to the ground, the muscles of his legs are tense, the green tendons of his arms are bursting, the blood vessels in his forehead are protruding, and he gritted his teeth and used all his strength to pull it like this.

The slender, soft but pouted tentacles were savagely plucked from the top of the mantis's brain with pink pieces of flesh and some thin black threads.

Roger, who was too violent, held his tentacles and lay down on the eyes of the big insect, but fortunately, there were two holes under his feet, and the instep was hooked upside down and he didn't slip down.

The huge pain of the tentacles being pulled out made the praying mantis really go crazy, its ass pouted high, and the inverted triangular head slammed into the ground in disregard.

One, two, three... Looking at this posture, it seems that he will not stop until he is killed on the spot.

After countless strokes, the praying mantis stopped, let out a weak whisper, and raised its head.

The blind eye was completely broken, leaving only a terrifying hole, the pink flesh was still somewhat scorched black after being burned by the fire, and the condition of the other eye was not very good, and it was deformed and sunken inward, showing a cloudiness, and it was estimated that it had lost its proper role as an eye.

The antennae on the top of the head did not change without the injured one, and the one that was removed was drooping on the face, and several black silk threads like data cables connected to the bottom of the antennae from the head, were making a disorderly swaying motion with the movement of the insect's body.

The chewing three-petal mouthparts below were even more damaged and deformed by the violent impact, and one side seemed to have been completely broken, opening crookedly and unable to close its mouth, and small strands of yellow liquid dripped down the crooked mouthparts.