Too late to feel happy and excited that he had finally killed a crab spider, Feng Longde stomped on the back of the dead crab spider and jumped into the air again.

Almost at the same time, the other crab spiders around him sprayed several streams of grass-green venom at his original position, and if Feng Longde hadn't run away even a little slowly, he would have been sprayed with spider venom at this time.

"There are four crab spiders here that haven't been injured, which is really troublesome. Feng Longde jumped from mid-air to a distance of twenty or thirty meters away from the crab spider swarm, and the turquoise soul flame attached to the Teutonic Gothic plate armor on his body silently melted the snow in a small circle on the ground, or corroded it, "Damn, you can't match them at the same time."

The soul flame formed by the soul energy in the death weapon is a relatively strange flame, it can be said that sometimes it is high temperature, sometimes it is low temperature, this aspect mainly depends on how the user of the death weapon controls the death weapon to determine their specific temperature range, but this is not the main thing, whether it is high temperature or low temperature, the common point of these soul flames is that they can corrode the surrounding things at a faster or slower speed, depending on the solidity of the corroded object and whether the soul energy is abundant.

Normally, when Feng Longde stimulates the Death Breath Weapon, it will not have the characteristics of high temperature or low temperature, let alone corrode the surrounding things: when he first practiced the use of the Death Breath Weapon, Feng Longde trained most frequently was his own control of the Death Breath Weapon, so there would not be a situation where once the Death Breath Weapon was activated, it would be like turning into a humanoid King Water; 。

Between the lightning and thunder, Feng Longde once again stomped his feet fiercely and floated towards the bamboo forest near the edge of the clearing with the help of his gliding ability.

The crabs and spiders seemed to want to flee when they saw this hateful creature who had killed one of their kind. Immediately turned around and chased in the direction that Feng Longde had floated away.

Due to his heavy weight, Feng Longde glided in mid-air for less than ten seconds before falling rapidly, but he had been prepared and landed steadily on the snow-covered ground, and there was no much movement except for a splash of snow mist.

After landing safely, Feng Longde continued to run at high speed towards the bamboo forest near the edge of the clearing, his feet shrouded in a black and red blood mist: after blessing the sprinting effect of the Ron virus. Feng Longde's speed was far higher than that of the crab spiders, and if he was really determined to run away, this group of crab spiders would really have no way.

However, Feng Longde didn't plan to escape, but had other plans.

At the same time that Feng Longde ran to the bamboo forest near the edge of the clearing and was a long distance away from the four crab spiders chasing him, the undead war horse that had been hiding in the distance and said that he was just playing soy sauce ran to his master's side, snorting with a soulful breath.

Feng Longde rummaged through the undead warhorse's backpack a few times before finding the equipment he wanted, and then issued an order in the soul connection to let the undead warhorse run outside the combat range again: a steel iris shield and a dozen STG39-style wooden-handled grenades

The former is okay to say, after all, Feng Longde usually carries it with him whether he is training or lounging, and hangs on the left side of the undead war horse when he rides the undead war horse around, but the latter These STG39 wooden-handled grenades pop out in the hands of a heavily armed knight with an obvious medieval painting style. It obviously looks like there is a sense of disobedience, just like a fully armed modern special forces soldier holding an Ultraman transformation stick.

Holding these STG39-style wooden-handled grenades, which combined the dual craftsmanship of the Teutonic Empire and the Third German Reich, Feng Longde knew very well why he put these things in the bag on the back of the undead war horse when he set off today: when Feng Longde stayed in the King's Stable and was about to leave, he saw Lumia, a dark night man-eating monster girl, flying low on the ground with a ball of things in her arms, followed by an angry and red-faced Arab Teutonic male leader, who was also wearing a Teutonic style overalls, and only found out after Feng Longde stepped forward to hold down the two of them and asked, Lumia, who has a limited IQ that is better than that of Qiluno (9), has just used her ability to manipulate the darkness to unknowingly touch the arsenal and take a box of STG39-style wooden-handled grenades with a standard capacity of one dozen, but she slipped away and made too much noise after she succeeded. As a result, it was discovered by the Arab Teutonic warden on duty

After forcibly taking back the box of STG39 wooden-handled grenades that Lumia was holding in her arms, Feng Longde was surprised to find that the keeper of the arsenal was very familiar - he was the former Arab soldier who had been bitten twice on the arm by Lumia, a dark night man-eater. Feng Longde had also met the unfortunate bastard after Lumia had bitten him on his arm for the second time, and the only difference between him and before was that his arms were wrapped so tightly that he looked like he had been in a plaster cast

Obviously, this guy has been psychologically shadowed by Lumia.

After a brief chat with the former Arab soldier, who had been a guard at the arsenal for a long time, he learned that after the Arab prisoners of war officially became free lords of the Teutonic camps, the former Arab soldiers, like his colleagues, found suitable jobs in the Teutonic camps, which were full of manpower. For example, the vast majority of Arab lords are engaged in various jobs such as the cultivation of jade, or the former Arab soldier is engaged in the work of an arsenal keeper, and other odd and miscellaneous jobs.

The keeper of the arsenal did not want to be as good as the Boghall soldiers and the Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers, but only had to have good eyes and good hearing to keep an eye on the movement near the arsenal and sound the alarm as soon as he noticed that something was wrong, so the former Arab soldier, who was often assigned as a night watch sentry, naturally succeeded in getting the job. Patrol or stand guard near the arsenal every day with other colleagues who have applied for this job, so as to be worthy of the decent salary that this job brings.

The former Arab soldier's arsenal keeper didn't know if it was a coincidence, because of curiosity, the one who ran to his jurisdiction to steal grenades was the dark night ogre monster Lumia who had eaten his arm twice before, and it stands to reason that Lumia manipulated the darkness to wrap herself tightly and could sneak through his patrol and walk along with things, but it is estimated that the process of stealing grenades was too smooth, which caused Lumia to be a little excited. Holding a box of STG39 wooden-handled grenades, she slammed headlong into a pillar in the same black arsenal, and then the Arab arsenal keeper who rushed to see a large group of black figures looming with a large box of grenades stumbling through the doorway

The rest of the matter was simple and straightforward: the former Arab soldier's arsenal keeper did not have time to inform his colleagues or sound the alarm, and chased after him with a white face, but Lumia, who had run outside the arsenal earlier, quickly saw the path and began to fly all over the camp, and deliberately hung up at a speed to let the unlucky guy chase after her ass, so that the latter would be angry. I can't wait to turn around and run back to the arsenal to find some big guys and throw them over

After understanding the whole process of this moth matter, Feng Longde's handling results directly put the dozen STG39 wooden-handled grenades into the bag on the back of the undead war horse, even if it was a transfer of arms; as for the culprit who stole the grenade and the conscientious arsenal keeper, Feng Longde first dragged the former by the neck for some education, telling him that the arsenal was not an amusement park, and if it was really going to be blown up, he would have to eat the culprit. For this Arab arsenal keeper, Feng Longde first criticized him for a few words that he should call people who could be called along the way to help him, hoping to pay attention to it next time there is a similar situation, and then took out a large handful of coins from his money bag and rewarded him as a reward. Let him be grateful.

"I forgot to tell Caroline about this when I left, it's not too late to send a soul message about it, right?" Feng Longde squatted in the snow and bundled six STG39 wooden-handled grenades into a six-pack cluster grenade, hung the two cluster grenades on the armed belt around his waist, and then faced the crab spiders rushing over with a steel iris shield in one hand and an axe-shaped halberd in the other, and sent the following message to Caroline in the soul connection: " The arsenal allows the lich mages to place some protective and alert magic arrays, the current arsenal can at best block the infiltration of the regular realm, but not necessarily the strange ones, I don't want all the weapons in the arsenal to be frozen into ice or turned into a nest of bugs."

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“SuGrah.Dun！！”

Accompanied by three dragon words, each burst out of Feng Longde's mouth. His arms in Teutonic Gothic plate armor were shrouded in a translucent and unpredictable film of light at a speed visible to the naked eye, making Feng Longde, who was already fast with the help of the Ron virus's sprinting ability, even lighter. The steel fleur-de-lis shield held in his left hand looked as light as a feather.

Holding the steel iris shield across his front to shield the grass green venom sprayed on, Feng Longde ran towards a crab spider that rushed to the front, the axe-shaped halberd in his right hand slashed at one of its claws, and countless shattered exoskeleton carapaces flew out.

The crab spider's other claw swung vigorously towards the top of Feng Longde's head, and Feng Longde completed a 270-degree turn in two strides, and the claw smashed close to the position where he had been waiting a second ago. Countless snowflakes and dust also flew out.

When the crab spider's claw was stuck on the ground and couldn't pull it out for a while, Feng Longde stomped his feet and jumped behind his back, and then the place where he jumped was covered by a large pool of grass-green venom.

In this kind of one-on-four battle, Feng Longde's soul heart was rhythmic at high speed, and the reaction nerves of his whole body were tense all the time. As soon as he felt that something was wrong, he had to judge how to deal with it or even counterattack in the most time For Feng Longde, this way of fighting, which is different from fighting alone and large-scale melee on the battlefield, makes it difficult for him to deal with these four crab spiders, but what he doesn't know is that in this process, his emergency response and combat instinct began to gradually improve subtly.

As the old saying goes, high-intensity combat is the fastest way to grow stronger, and in this kind of stressful battle, Feng Longde had to desperately squeeze out all his strength, in order to be able to successfully hunt down this group of crab spiders and devour them, and let himself survive to the end.

Feng Longde's landing spot after jumping happened to be on the head of the crab spider that had just sprayed venom at him, and the heavy falling force smashed the crab spider a little dizzy.

Taking advantage of this great opportunity, the steel iris shield held by Feng Longde in his left hand was thrust down hard, and the bottom of the sharp steel iris shield suddenly penetrated deep into the crab spider's head, and the dark green blood erupting from the wound splashed all over the hem of Feng Longde's robe.

"Damn, didn't it just pierce its nerve center?" Feng Longde found out that he had missed, and his free left hand took out a cluster grenade from the armed belt around his waist, opened the fuse with one hand, and threw it into the crab spider's mouthparts that were wide open due to severe pain, and then immediately pulled out the steel iris shield and carried it on its back, and then jumped off its head.

"Boom!" With a violent and dull explosion, the entire head of the crab spider was blown into a splash of blood, brain, and broken flesh and bones: you must know that a cluster grenade made of six STG39 wooden-handled grenades can blow up a tank, plus the STG39-style wooden-handled grenade produced by the Teutonic camp is a fusion of the craftsmanship of both the Teutonic Empire and the German Third Reich, and the head of the flying crab spider is really nothing, if the crab spider has time to swallow it, the whole body will become a puddle of stinky blood and minced flesh。

Taking advantage of the opportunity for the other three crab spiders to be attracted by the intense fire generated by the explosion of the cluster grenade, Feng Longde quickly ran in front of the other crab spider and threw the other and last cluster grenade on its body before it could react and was about to close its mouthparts.

The crab spider wanted to spit out something that Feng Longde threw into its mouth, which was obviously not a good thing, but Feng Longde then smashed an axe-shaped halberd on its mouthparts, and it instinctively swallowed the cluster grenade in its mouthparts.

"Boom" When Feng Longde once again ran to a safe distance with the help of the Ron virus's sprinting ability, a dull but not violent explosion told him that this crab spider was completely dead.

The four crab spiders that surrounded them were gone, and there were two unscathed crab spiders in the entire open space, a crab spider that lost one of its limbs and lost the ability to move, and the crab spider mother who had been watching the battle coldly, and the side that wanted to fight in a group suffered heavy losses, and the situation could be said to be overturned. (To be continued.) )