When the black-armored man had just rushed into the ceiling, for some reason, the long knife in his hand fell to the ground, and I quickly jumped off the ground and took his long knife in my hand, followed by a tumbling, and fell to the side, I finally had a weapon.

When I first jumped down, because the ceiling was relatively high, the bones in my whole body hurt because of the fall, but I endured it to see when the black armor man would fall.

The black-armored man struggled for a while, and then I realized that he might not be able to fall for a while, and quickly climbed up the wall to the ceiling, and I struggled to hang myself upside down on the ceiling with one hand and two feet, and slashed at him with the long black knife in the other hand.

I could faintly hear a terrible howl, and along with it, I had struck a spot at the seam of his armor.

Ignoring his howl, I shoved the long knife down the gap and thrust it in.

Along the long knife, there seemed to be a yellowish opaque liquid flowing down, probably the body fluids of ants, almost equivalent to human blood.

I am happy in my heart, as long as he has shortcomings and weaknesses, he can overcome them.

I used the long knife as a lever and pried at his carapace, as if his carapace was gradually loosening.

I felt as if I saw it, pale yellow meat, and I don't know if it was ant meat.

With a twist of the tip of the knife, I quickly sliced at the pale yellow flesh, and the black-armored man twitched, and the rhythm of the two legs gradually slowed down.

I let out a long sigh of relief, and kept trying, the whole tip of the knife was trembling by me, and it kept cutting through the flesh in the cracks of the black-armored man.

The howls grew louder and louder, and I felt some injuries in my ears, buzzing, and the knife in my hand had not stopped, and some of them were aimlessly stirring up the flesh of the black-armored man.

At this time, the black-armored man seemed to finally struggle down from the hole and fell to the ground with a thud, and I quickly jumped off the ground and thrust the knife that was still embedded in his shell.

The black-armored man twitched a few times, and seemed to be completely dead.

Uneasy, I looked for other gaps and thrust the knife in.

Looking at the black-armored man, there was a twitch from time to time, gradually, no matter how he tossed, he didn't even twitch anymore, and his whole body was almost tossed by me except for the hard black armor.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and as I sat down to rest, I suddenly felt a tremendous force of repulsion that threw me out of the room.

I closed my eyes for a while, and then I opened my eyes, and what I saw was still the mural in front of me, which was not as thrilling as I had just experienced.

But the mural seemed to be a little different, it was still a mess of lines that were black and I couldn't see anything just now, but now it has become what I thought of the black-armored man before I was just expelled from the room.

Could it be that the correct way to look at a mural is to enter the illusion behind the mural, or the space, and only after defeating the monsters in the space can you come out, and only after you come out can you unlock the next mural.

This mural is strange, I didn't want to look any further, I wanted to look away or close my eyes, but the mural seemed to have some magic, firmly attracted my eyes, the only thing I could do was to cast my eyes on the next mural, maybe after so many difficult struggles, I will be able to completely parse the mural!

This time, I stopped resisting like that, relaxed myself and let the mural suck me in again.

After entering this time, the scene was different again, and the mountains were full of huge trees.

It looks a bit like a tropical rainforest, with countless strange shapes of various trees, vines and roots, entangled together, as if the entire huge forest is a single tree.

I looked around cautiously, afraid that something would suddenly come out of nowhere and attack me.

There was nothing wrong with being cautious, for soon I saw out of the corner of my eye a bug the same color as a leaf quickly pounce on me.

It looks like he's going to put me to death.

Naturally, I couldn't sit still, so I quickly rolled forward and dodged the green bugs that rushed towards me.

Probably because of the ant tribe, their murals are also very uncreative, obviously green insects, but they look like ants have a lot of similarities.

However, ants also have weaknesses, but they are easy to deal with, unlike ants that have just materialized into human form, and the whole tiger has a bear's waist, which looks a little cowardly.

But he was scared to death, his body was cowardly, but he honestly faced difficulties in his heart, and he was the hero who came out of ordinary people.

That's all I can do to comfort myself.

The green bug didn't bite me, and when I turned to rush back, I jumped on him quickly and seizing the opportunity.

I still don't have a weapon in my hand, but I just fished a vine next to me, coiled the vine in my right hand, and felt it, this vine is very flexible, comparable to a cowhide whip.

As soon as I jumped on the back of the green ant, I found the place where the front half of his limb and the second half of his limb were connected, the ant was famous for its small waist, and the vine was strangled on his thin waist, and I pulled the ends of the vine with both hands, and I used it hard.

The ant struggled frantically, shaking and holding on to his back, refusing to let go, he dragged me on the ground for a short while, and finally struggled a few times, completely still.

Before the new enemy arrived, I took a quick look around, and finally picked up a strangely shaped stone in the grass.

When I looked at the stone, it looked a little like an axe, but it didn't have the handle of an axe.

Looking at the ant I had just killed, I used a stone to remove a piece of the ant's carapace from the broken place, the carapace was very hard, and very thin, it seemed to have no weight, but it was sharp enough to cut down a tree in three or two strokes.

I quickly tied the ant shell to my newfound sturdy stick with a vine, and the rudimentary axe was finally ready.

I swung it twice, and the tie was quite strong, and I don't think it would break off after two cuts.

As I tried to make my next axe, a swarm of snakes quickly came over.

At first, I didn't realize that it was a group of snakes, because everything was green as far as the eye could see, and the folded skirt was the green pattern that I would press next year, so I couldn't tell where the leaves were and where the snakes were.

Looking at this, I felt a little like throwing it up, and I confronted the snakes, and I didn't know why, the snakes just looked at me and didn't move.

I can't look at me with my eyes, so what can I see? Although I was a little helpless, I still looked at the snakes very vigilantly.

The green ant that I just killed is very big, and a snake can only be as thick as the claws of a green ant, maybe they just saw the corpse of the green ant, and they are assessing whether I am easy to provoke?

Soon, the snakes retreated. I breathed a sigh of relief, and my body honestly relaxed.

A few snakes are okay to deal with, a group of snakes is a nightmare, and who knows if these snakes are venomous?

Almost as the snakes retreated, I heard a rustling sound behind me, and quickly looked back, only to see the monster that had just looked like green ants, and there were many more.

It turned out that the snakes saw the danger, not me, and it seemed that I was making a fool of myself.

Those ant-like monsters, their cold eyes staring at me all the time, the green carapace on their bodies, exuding a green glow.

I was a little creepy to be stared at like this by multiple monsters, and soon, I leaped up and stepped on the back of the green monster in the lead.

The thief captured the king first, obviously he was bigger than the others, it was right to find him, I used the axe I had just made to slash at his thin waist, the thin waist was broken almost immediately, as concocted, after killing these many ants, I felt too tired to do it, and sat paralyzed against a tree.

I just rested, and after a while, I felt a threat behind me that made my hair stand on end, and I didn't even think about it, and my body instinctively rushed out.

When I looked back, I saw that the tree I was leaning on just now, and the vines on the tree all rushed in the direction I was just in and stuck in the tree.

It may seem funny, but there is no doubt that these trees, as if they have their own thoughts and consciousness, are constantly persecuting me.

If it weren't for my intuition, I guess the vines on the tree that I am planting now will be on my body.

In the last illusion, I had to kill the big ant man completely before I could get out, but what about this illusion? If I count those, the ants and these vines, how much do I have to kill to get me out? My physical strength can't keep up at all, these trees are endless.

After thinking about it, I picked up my axe and cleared a large circle of grass and trees around me, and naturally I had to fight against those trees and vines in the middle, but I cut the tree directly into a stump, forgiving them for losing the support of the tree, and they couldn't do anything.

Soon, with me as the center, a large clearing appeared, and there were only tree stumps and nothing else in the clearing.

I got out one of the dry stumps, and it took a lot of effort to get some of the fibers from the dry trees to act as velvet. With my new axe in hand, I kept picking up speed and slashed down at the dry stump, finally setting the velvet on fire next to me.

I just don't know if this method will work, because these trees are obviously vigorous and do not have too little water.

I lit the dry branches I had just prepared with my velvet and threw one of them far into the woods.

To my surprise, the trees exploded into a large ball of fire.

I hurriedly threw out the few remaining friends at hand, and after a while, there was a raging fire all around me, and the vines that could be cut down just now because of fear could also cause damage to me, and there were no vines left around me.

Watching the firelight distort, I also had a little twisted pleasure in my heart, if it wasn't for the illusion, I wouldn't have done this, burning a large forest......

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