"What is this?" Catherine looked up at the top of the cave as she stretched out her arm to Rogge in confusion, and before Rog, who was standing beside her, could speak when she heard Catherine scream, and saw a cloud of green transparent viscous liquid fall from the sky and smash Catherine to the ground. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Catherine struggled hard under the slime, but the slime could not break free at all, but gradually swallowed her into the slime, Catherine used all her strength to grab Monica in her hands, pierced through the slime and sent her outside to let her out of danger first, but she was completely swallowed by the slime, leaving only half of her head, one hand, and one foot exposed.

"Mr. Rogge, what should I do?" Monica, who was out of danger, flew to Rogge's side and asked in a panic.

Rogge calmly looked at Catherine, who was trapped by the slime, and noticed two eyes emerging from the transparent slime that enveloped her, and those two dumb eyes were looking at him with curious eyes, and Rog took a step to the side, those eyes turned in his direction, apparently observing his movements.

"I know what it is," Rog said with a wave of his hand to Catherine, "Don't move, the more you struggle the faster it will devour you, and while it doesn't suffocate you before it floods your nose, keep quiet, don't move, and I'll get you out!"

Catherine, whose mouth was sealed by slime, nodded slightly in fear, staring at Rogge with a pair of eager eyes, only to see Rogge slowly take off the black glove on his right hand, and stretched out his hand to the green transparent slime, when his hand touched the slime, it was sucked into the mucus at once.

Catherine panicked when she saw this, for fear that Rogge would become trapped like her, but Rog calmly stretched his hand inward until the slime flooded his wrist, and a green light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

With the wolf roar echoing in the underground cavern, the figure of the frost werewolf replaced the black-clothed Rogge, and the wolf claws that were submerged in slime instantly spread out a cold air, and the green transparent slime that touched the wolf claws was immediately frozen with a layer of frost.

In just a dozen seconds, the slime wrapped around Catherine's body froze into a large ice mound, and Catherine, who was frozen in the middle, felt like a fish frozen in ice, cold and unable to move.

At this moment, she suddenly heard the sound of ice breaking, and saw the white wolf struggling to pull out his wolf claws from the ice lump, and then slashed at the ice lump with his claws, and then chopped down one after another, the ice cube shattered into a block of ice, and Catherine, who was freed from the ice cube, shrank down and was helped up by the white wolf.

"Are you okay?" asked the white wolf, who turned back into Rogge's appearance, hugging Catherine, who was trembling in his arms.

"I'm fine, what the hell is that?" asked Catherine, looking at the green and transparent lump of ice on the ground.

"As far as I know, it's called a slime. Rogge took off his black cloak and wrapped it around Catherine's body, explaining to her, "Commonly known as the slime monster, it is a magical creature, said to be the remnant of dark magic experiments, and likes to live in the dark, damp underground. ”

"What will it do to me if you don't save me just now?" will it eat me?" asked Catherine, cowering into Rog's arms in trepidation.

"Probably, they may release a corrosive poisonous liquid that dissolves what they devour, converting them into the same liquid as it, and then increasing their size, judging by the size of the slime that attacked you, it should already have a long lifespan. ”

"Is it dead now?" asked Catherine, timidly looking down at the pile of broken ice on the ground.

"Well, I guess it's not dead, in fact it doesn't really die unless it's roasted dry, freezing only makes it immobilized, but when the ice dissolves, it will come back together. Rogge said as he gently kicked away a piece of crushed ice close to Catherine with his foot.

"Then will we encounter such a monster again?" Catherine glanced uneasily into the dark cavern in front of her, and looked at Rog with a pleading gaze, Rogge smiled and said, "I've never seen you scared like this. ”

"But it's really terrible, I feel like a fish in a net, and I can't fight back and break free!" Catherine said this, her body trembling involuntarily, until she felt the embrace formed by Rog's solid arms, and then she fell silent again.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, if the slime dares to attack you again, I'll let the little bad bird put it all in her little belly!" Rogge smiled confidently and glanced at the little furball, who shouted nervously, "I don't want to eat that slimy thing, it's disgusting!"

At this time, Monica, who was flying in mid-air, suddenly pointed at Catherine's feet and shouted, "Look, what is this?"

Rogge and Catherine looked down at Catherine's feet, only to see a strange animal with the thickness of a wrist burrowing out of the sand under Catherine's feet, its body was smooth and delicate, and its body had a ring-shaped depression every other section, without eyes and legs, and it looked extremely weird.

"Ahh

I saw it stand quietly in the direction of Rogge for a while, and suddenly opened a large mouth full of fangs at the end, and rushed towards Rogge's direction, the action was so fast that Rogge couldn't react, and watched the sharp fangs bite into his calf.

At the critical moment, the little owl Lilith was quick with her eyes, and her eyes shot out two fixed beams, fixing the monster that opened its big mouth and pounced on Rogge in place, and the little flower spirit Monica pointed with her small hand, and two willow leaf wings flew out from behind, cutting the monster into two pieces, and then flew back to Monica's back.

Half of the severed monster's body fell to the ground, spilling a dark green liquid, and the rest of the body retracted into the sand, leaving a small hole in the ground and disappearing without a trace.

Rogge, Catherine, Little Furball, and Little Flower Spirits vigilantly observed the movements around them, time seemed to freeze, and there was a strange silence in the air, stirring everyone's tense nerves to stand in place, holding their breath and listening to the movements around them, like four lifeless statues.

Suddenly, the little furball screamed in fright: "Wow, bad bugs......"