[Chapter 9 Text, Volume 8]

Chapter 262 Chapter 4 No one grinds his teeth in the middle of the night

Sparker had not left the place where he had been, and a pair of Colt automatic pistols in his hand were emitting puffs of green smoke, and the moths in front of him were lying on the ground, each with at least four or five bullet holes left on its body, and these bullets were all in the head and chest, which should normally be critical.

"I'm going to go! It's going to take a lot of effort for me to kill the group, you kid is good, you don't have to leave the house and your ass doesn't move the place!" Buwanga grumbled as he withdrew the totem behind his back and walked over to Spark.

"Hehe, it seems that the experiment was successful!" Sparker said with a smile, facing so many monsters just now, it would have taken a lot of trouble to say less according to the previous way of fighting, but this time it was easy to do it with only one arcane skill, not only putting himself in a safe place, but also making a lot less effort than before.

"Cut, I knew I wouldn't tell you!" Buwanga looked at Sparker with some jealousy and said, but there was nothing to complain about, Sparker was proficient in both distance and process, which like he could only pick up the "big stick" in his hand and work hard, after examining these monsters and finding that they were all dead, Sparker and the others did not find that they burst open like before, scattering a large amount of powder, thinking that it should be that the monsters here have been cleaned up, and the previous powder was obviously used to summon partners before dying.

Left and right did not see the boss-level monster appear, Sparky and Buwanga also put away their weapons and relaxed, originally thinking that this day's kung fu passed through the Northmar to the two of Nortonmar, but found that due to the battle, the sky had gradually become dark, so they simply found a broken wall wreckage and planned to rest for a night before setting off.

After lighting a campfire and roasting some bacon from their bags and heating it up, Sparky and Buwanga began to chew on it. After filling the stomach, the sun also sets as scheduled, to say that the characteristics of this desert are indeed different from ordinary continents, the day is not hot, and at night the sand and soil that dissipates a few pieces of heat is abnormally cold, fortunately, Sparky and Buwanga are people who can withstand extreme cold weather such as the 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountain, after arranging the order of the vigil, Sparky fell asleep, and Buwanga began a boring vigil with a toothpick in his mouth." Our apostles are not evil, but by nature, we are the foundation of the existence of the world, we should be silent in the demon world, but "Hey, wake up!" Just as Sparker was recalling the contents of the leather book written by the eighth apostle of the demon world, Long-legged Lotus, from time to time in his dream, a rough voice came, and then Sparker felt a pair of big hands shaking him.

"Huh?" When he opened his eyes, he saw Buwanga's unflattering dignity appear in front of Spark, rubbing his eyes, Spark understood that it was time for a change of shift. Standing up and stretching, Sparker said, "Alright, alright, you can sleep, but I warn you!

"Hmm, rest assured" said that no one likes to stay up late, at this time, Buwanga also replied vaguely with sleepy eyes, and then lay down and fell asleep, but Sparker shook his head, and then waved his hands helplessly like an orchestra conductor, and said at the same time: "Get up!"

Sure enough, as Sparker expected, after a while, Buwanga's thunderous snoring sounded, "Hey, if there is a monster, people will be woken up by you even if they want to sleep at night, and then they will gnash their teeth at you with red eyes!" Sparker sighed, and then looked at the night sky without a single star, and the night sky of Nothmar was pitch black, if it weren't for the presence of a campfire next to Spark, I am afraid that he would not be able to reach out to his fingers. Just when Sparker was irritated by the thunderous snoring sound beside Buwanga, he only heard a faint "squeak" sound from the snoring, "Damn! When did you learn to grind your teeth when you snored!" At this time, Sparker could be said to admire Buwanga to the point of throwing his body to the ground, but when he looked at Buwanga and found that Buwanga was simply snoring with his mouth open, how could he grind his teeth when he couldn't even close his mouth?

Realizing that something was wrong, Spark's energy was momentarily refreshed, and then he carefully discerned where the "squeak" sound was coming from, and after a while, he locked onto the back of a broken wall.

The dark night sky blew from time to time, and the sound of grinding teeth was more cautious, Sparker did not wake up Buwanga, but took out a pair of Colt automatic pistols from his waist and slowly wiped them towards the broken wall, and when he reached that broken wall, Sparker showed his head and looked inward, this look didn't matter, but Sparker felt that the three souls had gone to the seven spirits. Through the faint light of the campfire in the distance, I saw a black shadow lying on the ground, and his body couldn't stop moving, "I rub the class, do you mean that this is cheating?" Seeing this scene, Spark's mind suddenly appeared such a ridiculous thought, but then he shook his head and ran away to look at this unhealthy thought.

With Spark's sharp eyes, in this only glimmer of light, he could only see that it was a monster that looked like a leopard, and under the monster it looked like a human being, at this time the monster was gnawing with a big mouth and baring its fangs, and complained while gnawing: "Grandma, Diregi, you bastard, Lao Tzu will surpass you one day! Hey, it's good now, you have to be patient, so that Lao Tzu can only grind his teeth on this corpse every day to satisfy his hunger."

"Whew!" Hearing this, Sparky only felt a cold sweat dripping down, and there was no longer a trace of hesitation in his heart, so he turned back and stepped on the bonfire, and then shook Buwanga and whispered: "Buwanga, get up quickly!

"Uh-huh, what's going on?" asked Buwanga, sleepy-eyed by Spark.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple here!" Sparker cautiously pointed to the broken wall where he had just gone and said, "There are not only the monsters we saw during the day, but also others, listening to the monster's self-talk just now, I feel that this matter has something to do with the Demon Apostle!"

"Oh, what do you feel, just grab it and ask?" Buwanga said casually, then picked up the totem and asked, "Where is it?"

"Oh okay!" Sparker saw that Buwanga didn't block too much, otherwise he would be joked about being timid and unconfident, and then he also felt that with the strength of the two of them, there should be no monster that could threaten them head-on, thinking of this, Sparker took Buvanga to take out the broken wall and touch it.

When he reached the broken wall, Sparker pointed to the inside and said, "Oh! It's inside, let's talk about it first, and then we have to deal with it carefully!"

"Oh!" Buwanga grinned, then rolled over under Spark's annoyed gaze. When he fell to the ground, he saw Buwanga raise the totem in his hand and shouted: "What kind of monster is that! Come here, the uncle is looking for you to ask!" But after saying this, he found that there was no monster in front of him except for a thing that looked like a human corpse lying on the ground. Just as he was about to turn around and ask Sparker if he was playing with him, he heard a foul smell in his ears, and suddenly turned around, and a big mouth full of sharp teeth had already pounced