The boy stood still, not dodging, allowing the old spider's claws to penetrate his chest. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"That's what a little worm did before you, do you want to know what happened to it?" Ignoring the two hairy legs stuck in his chest, Roger said with interest: "After I disemboweled, it made several pots of soup with skin and bones..."

With a grin, the box the boy was holding in his left hand turned into a bonomerang with a hideous appearance, and the curved blade slashed at the wormfoot in his chest from the bottom up.

But the boy's attack didn't work, and as if he knew what he was going to do, Aragog pulled out his body faster with his two forelimbs, and not only that, but the barbs growing from his claws hung many parts of his ribcage out.

A large hole had been cut in Roger's chest, and he looked down at himself and then at the old spider, reaching out and shoving half of the lobes of his lungs and other bits back into his stomach.

"Hey, you're a bit of a foul, you're a blind man... How can the dodge be so high?" spitted out the groove on his mouth, and the boy opened the three gears, changing directions erratically and swept towards the old spider.

Aragog was as if he could see it, his head always facing Roger, and his two forelimbs held high, ready to attack.

The boy blinked, as if he understood what was going on.

The old spider is either pretending to be blind or has abilities similar to those of the chicken fry hero in some universe who puts a huge burden on New York City's cleaning work... Spider Sense.

So Roger gave up his plan to go around the back, and rushed straight up with a step on his feet, and the old spider's front paws penetrated his newly grown chest again, and planned to leave without giving him a chance to fight back.

However, Roger, who was also prepared, twisted his body violently at the same time as his claws pierced into his chest, although his wound was torn even greater, but one of the two claws of the old spider was also forcibly twisted by this great force.

Aragog let out a painful scream and tried to pull his forelimbs back, but the severed tip of the severed foot remained in Roger's body, and its movements only made the strange boy shake in place a few times.

"I've heard a little bit about spider sensing, and it's not unusual for you, an old blind man who has lived for decades, to do this... You're pretty good at that, huh?" Roger raised the boomerang, and after a burst of deformation, the three-barreled rocket was carried onto his shoulder: "It's a bit of a pity that I didn't see you spin silk, but... Forget it, it's good to send you to death with a little regret~"

But before the boy's trigger could be pulled, Aragog, who felt the threat of death, immediately ripped off the broken claw that was restraining his movements, and hissed and jumped away.

"What are you?" Sensing the abnormality of Roger's body, the old spider said from afar, "The average human should have died long ago by now..."

"Then I'm not an ordinary person~" Roger closed one eye, and the muzzle of the cannon on his shoulder moved with Aragog's movements.

The old spider opened and closed the big claw a few times in anger, and the threat of death followed it all the time, and the feeling of being on the back made the old spider very uncomfortable.

And it's blind because it usually relies on the feedback of the spider web on the ground to get information, but now everything on the ground has been incinerated, and it is still not enough to rely on spider sensing alone.

The lack of a foot has greatly reduced the strength of the old spider.

"Don't move, you're making it hard for me to aim," Roger said, waving his right hand with his wand forward.

The charred spider carcasses on the ground floated into the air and rained down on Aragog.

In the gap between the corpses and the falls, there are also many offensive spells.

The horse-sized insect corpse might not have done much damage, but the spell had to make Aragog tense his nerves and dodge anything that flew at him.

Don't be afraid, there are so many 'ammunition' on the ground, and you will be tired to death.

Roger's bad bag is bullying the old spider and can't see it.

Aragog dodged the boy's attack as he moved into the forest beyond the hollow, the dark creature of no less intelligent had found itself at an absolute disadvantage, and if he didn't try to escape, he would surely be buried in the hands of this strange human hatchling.

Roger also noticed the old spider's intention to escape, and as he slowly approached it, the speed of the corpse's flight increased sharply, and the number of spells mixed in with it also greatly increased.

Calculate the time, this old spider is more than fifty years old, this grade is also extremely long-lived for the eight-eyed giant spider, its body has been extremely old, and it stays in the nest all year round without moving, suddenly such a vigorous exercise, Aragog's physical exertion is too large, and it is difficult to support.

On the other hand, Roger's animal, carrying Pandora, the magic spell unleashed like no money, like a storm hitting Aragog.

After a stalemate of a while, the old spider was ready to take a gamble.

The stinging sensation of the triple rocket launcher pointing at it was always there, but the damage caused by the hit on the ground by what it dodged seemed to be very small, so the old spider decided to resist it and run away.

The bet is that although this human cub has something that can kill it, it will definitely not be able to use that powerful trick or weapon in time when it is unleashing so much magic.

Although the hatred of raiding the family and exterminating the clan is not shared, under the threat of death, Aragog can only temporarily avoid the edge.

Once in the woods, its familiarity with the terrain and its advantages as a spider were enough for it to escape, and it was not too late to recuperate and think about revenge.

After moving slowly for a few moments, Aragog relied on his familiarity with the hollow and knew that he was at a distance where he could carry out his escape plan.

Ready, the body sank suddenly, the seven legs supported on the ground suddenly bounced, and the huge body of the baby elephant quickly rushed to the edge of the depression.

The old spider who no longer focuses on dodging, and the corpse and the spell mixed in it don't know how many times he resisted...

A small wound in the abdomen, a bloody hole in the back, a broken rope wrapped around the legs, a sudden stiffness in the body and a feeling of weakness and exhaustion...

But it's about to burst out of the hollow! Aragog could already feel the ground tilting, and the human cub was still controlling the corpse to smash over... Ha! It doesn't hurt at all!

"That human idiot hasn't given up throwing corpses yet... Even if it's a powerful weapon, what's the matter? Aren't you eating a fart after Lao Tzu!?" a flirtatious voice sounded on the old spider's back.