The orc grenadiers used a dozen flamethrowers to burn around the collapsed pit.

Seeing that they were having fun, the magicians next to them immediately threw fireballs into the pit, and in order to enhance the effect, someone easily summoned several gusting winds.

As the saying goes, the fire borrows the wind, and the wind helps the fire.

Suddenly, I saw the flame 'boom' rise into the air and go straight into the sky.

Seeing this, those orc firefighters immediately went berserk, and they all screamed wildly, as if they were going to compete with those magicians, and desperately breathed fire outward.

By the time they had used up all the fuel, the bottom of the pit had turned into a huge brazier, and the orange flames rose dozens of meters high, constantly tumbling and jumping, which was very spectacular.

The blazing heat forced the orc grenadiers to retreat, and although the twenty-meter-deep crater blocked most of the heat, the soldiers around them could still feel the scorching breath, as if they were standing in the crater.

The fire evaporated all the moisture in the air, and the dry air was very unpleasant, and the mouth and nose were dry and painful when you took a breath, not to mention the smell of burnt meat.

The soldiers of the Skeleton Division were all grinning, and looking at their appearance, it was estimated that they would not be interested in eating barbecue for a long time.

The raging fire burned for more than an hour before it gradually weakened.

There was a crackling sound from time to time in the fire, the sound of a stone exploding after being grilled at a high temperature.

After the fire subsided, the soldiers of the Skeleton Division waited for a long time before slowly stepping forward to clean up the battlefield.

I saw that the ground was littered with charred monster corpses. The burned ones curled up in a ball. From afar, it looks like a black stone.

The soldiers loaded their rifles with bayonets. Examine them one by one to see if there are any living monsters.

The method of their inspection is also very simple, stab with a bayonet, the one who does not move is dead, and the one that moves is alive, and then a few more stabs, or a random shot, until the monster does not move again.

And the officers preferred to use large-caliber python revolvers in their hands. Shoot those monsters in the head, cleanly.

Heavy Kiel led the group back to the pit. I saw that the stones had been burned by the flames, and cracks were bursting one after another.

He carefully kicked the stone at the edge of the pit, and was amazed to find that the stone had been torn apart with a single kick.

Kiel stood on the edge of the pit, leaning his neck as far as he could, looking into the pit.

I saw that the bottom of the pit had turned into a black mess, and I couldn't tell what was a stone or what a monster's corpse was, and it was all ashes.

Black ash heap. A huge hole in the ground is revealed, and it seems that the monster is pouring out of it.

The orc grenadiers who had just carried out the fire-breathing mission were also in high spirits at this time, squeezing to the edge of the pit. Look down and admire your brilliant results.

They still had flamethrowers on their backs, and they were reluctant to take them off, and they were touching them over and over again like babies, and they were smirking 'hey, hey, hey, hey' as they touched.

As soon as the soldiers of the Skeleton Division saw the flamethrower, they immediately made a 'whoosh' and all hid far away.

They don't know if it's safe, and if it goes off like a rifle, it will be a lot of fun.

After retreating to safety, the soldiers looked curiously at the flamethrowers carried by the orcs, all with awe-inspiring expressions on their faces.

This weapon is really terrifying~!

Although its range is not as long as that of a machine gun, the human shudder when you think about the feeling of being burned alive by the flames that erupt from it.

If you are hit by a gun, you will have a hole in your body at most, and if you are lucky, you will die on the spot, and if you are unlucky, you will almost die if you moan for a few minutes.

If it is favored by the God of Light, it may be possible to pick up a life, but this kind of lucky guy is about the same as a priest with a good heart, and the number is very rare.

And once burned by the flamethrower, it is certain that he will not be able to die at that time, and he has to endure the severe pain of being on fire all over his body, and he will struggle for a long time, until the roasted seven matures and can probably finally be freed.

It must have been a long and painful process.

Compared to it, directly giving someone a shot can be regarded as a benevolent act of righteousness.

The commander of the half-orc grenadiers was very satisfied with his results, holding the barrel of the flamethrower in both hands to his chest, and smiling happily more than his big fat daughter-in-law on the day of their wedding.

In fact, if it weren't for a fire lit at the muzzle of the flamethrower, he would have gone up and kissed it hard.

Lord Lorraine glanced at the bottom of the pit and was not interested, a pile of charred residue, and he couldn't see anything,

He turned his head, looked at the grenadier regiment commander beside him, and shook his head: It's good to be a stupid person~!

He paused, then asked, "Is the flamethrower any good?"

"It's so easy to use, it's so easy to use~!" the grenadier commander grinned and said, "We should have one for each of our regiments." ”

Don't look silly at your laugh, but don't take the vulgar-looking orcs for fools, these puppies are full of the cunning characteristic of peasants. Almost on par with goblins, they want to pull anything good into their grenadier regiment.

Lord Lorraine sneered and asked, "Where is it so useful?"

The grenadier commander touched his furry head and thought about it, and said affirmatively: "Cool, very cool, the flamethrower burns too cool~!"

It's just that this oil is too little, and it's gone before it can be burned. ”

Lorraine smiled slightly and said, "Seeing that you have a lot of experience in using it, go and write a usage report for the Alchemy Research Institute, be more detailed." ”

"Huh?" the grenadier commander was dumbfounded.

As half-orcs, their education level has always been very low, and what they are most afraid of is writing work. Let them fight or something, there is absolutely no problem. But as long as it is mentioned to study, all of them are holding their heads.

But as the head of the regiment, that IQ is also very high.

He rolled his eyes, and he had an idea.

Lord Lorraine saw through his idea at a glance. He added: "No one else is allowed to ghostwrite. And you have to write 10,000 words. ”

The grenadier captain's face was squeezed together in bitterness. Writing a 10,000-word report is harder for them than fighting a lich with a fist.

After the new weapons are equipped with the troops, there will be a long period of testing and improvement process, and each time it is used, the front-line soldiers need to write detailed opinions, pointing out the strengths, weaknesses and shortcomings of the weapons, so that the alchemy research institute in the rear can follow the feedback from the front line to improve.

If it is not satisfactory to the front-line soldiers, the weapon will not be equipped. This is already a rule that cannot be beaten within the Flying Eagle Group.

Lord Lorraine laughed heartily, and secretly said in his heart: Let you dogs waste, I don't know that the price of oil is very expensive now.

Vera didn't like the mushy smell of the monster after it was burned, and the disgusting smell was very damaging to her appetite.

Having her pockets full of delicious beef jerky and muffins and not being able to eat them is undoubtedly a huge torture for Vera.

Vera simply stayed away from the scene, covering her small mouth with one hand to block the disgusting taste, and slowly flipping through the "Fabre Demon Bug" with the other, looking for a description of this monster.

The monsters' characteristics are obvious, and Vera soon finds a record of them in Fabre.

The person who wrote the book. Belch...... Dragons, love to travel and explore. The book he wrote was an encyclopedia of demonic insects.

There was a detailed catalogue by species, and Vera flipped through a few pages in the insect category to find what she was looking for.

When Lorraine came, Vera pushed the book in front of Lorraine, raised her head proudly, and asked Lorraine for credit.

Lord Lorraine pursed his lips helplessly, flicked it on Vera's smooth forehead, and said angrily: "If I can understand the dragon language, I can still use you." ”

Vera playfully stuck out her tongue and smiled, "Oops, I forgot. ”

"I'll go back and clean you up in the evening. Lord Lorraine smiled at Vera and said, "What is this thing called?"

Vera blushed, grimaced at Lorraine, pointed to the book, and said slowly: "The death knell beetle generally lives underground, lives in groups, omnivores, is aggressive to creatures that enter the territory, reproduces quickly, and is dangerous.

The main division is in the Grey Wilderness......"

"Wait......" Lorraine interrupted Vera and asked, "Where is the Grey Wilderness?"

Vera tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Lower plane, you should be the Demon Realm." ”

I'm going to go~!

Lord Lorraine thought for a moment, and said with a solemn expression: "So, this is also a demon realm creature?"

He turned his head to look at the endless wasteland: first the cave grabbers, now the death knell beetles, and I wonder if there would be other strange and dangerous things in the future.

It seems that we must try our best to find the lair of the undead, and if we delay any longer, I don't know how many strange otherworldly creatures the undead high priest and lich will conjure.

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After eliminating the death-knell beetles that appeared, Lord Lorraine investigated a little, and then left with the orc grenadiers and mages and returned to the Sailfish camp.

And part of the Skeleton Division stayed, guarding the pit.

There is also a big hole at the bottom of the pit, and I don't know if there will be monsters coming out of it.

The Skeleton Division soldiers set up machine guns on the edge of the pit and guarded them in shifts day and night.

Before leaving, Lord Lorraine promised them that someone would soon take care of the problem.

At night, the wind in the wasteland became colder, the temperature dropped to more than ten degrees below zero, and the soldiers of the Skeleton Division on duty wrapped themselves in thick blankets, wrapped themselves in only a pair of eyes, shrunk next to the machine gun, and stared at the black hole below.

Although their winter clothes were sufficient to withstand the cold and they ate a special supply of high-calorie food, they were still so cold that they almost felt their hands and feet.

In this case, people inevitably become a little sluggish.

The co-shooter who was guarding the machine gun kept smoking, throwing cigarette butts at his feet, but he still couldn't stop the sleepiness, so he could only hold on with his eyes open.

The deputy shooter couldn't help but doze off, and just as he rubbed his eyes, a black shadow seemed to flash in front of him, and he hit the spirit, jumped up and looked down, and at the same time pushed the machine gunner next to him hard.

After a whole day of trouble during the day, the machine gunner was also in a daze for a while, and was suddenly woken up by his comrades, he thought that the bugs rushed out again, grabbed the machine gun, and pulled the bolt violently. "Where's the monster?"

The pull of the bolt and the cries of the machine gunners also alarmed others. The soldiers' first instinct was to jump up and grab the guy and rush to the mouth of the pit.

But there was no movement at the bottom of the pit. It looks like this is a damn false alarm~!

The big guys were all angry: it was cold on weekdays, and it was easy to warm up the bed, but they had to get up. Who can stand it?

However, I immediately saw that the machine gunner was sprayed wildly by the company commander, and the dog who scolded him was bloody, but he couldn't help but feel some sympathy for the dog.

Mares, Morehouse Solas hid in the shadows of the cave and glanced up. Seeing that the skeleton division soldiers above didn't notice it, he turned his head and glared at a young man beside him, snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and walked quickly into the cave.

The young man next to him smiled wryly and said, "Accident, it's just an accident, Mares, listen to me, it's really an accident." ”

Mares said without looking back, "Flory, Gonzalves." You give me a little care, and then something goes wrong. I'll send you back to Dragon Island. ”

Flory grimaced at Mares behind his back, and the scholar Maris muttered a few times silently.

Maris in front of her said impatiently: "Are you coming?" This is the nest of the death knell beetle, and like the labyrinth, you should be careful of getting lost. ”

"It's coming, it's coming. Flory called out and hurried to follow.

It was pitch black in the cavern, but that didn't affect the movement of the two men. The further you go inside, the heavier the humidity becomes, and the surrounding caves show obvious excavation marks, which can be seen to have been dug recently.

Flory couldn't help but exclaim, "These little bugs are amazing. ”

Maris snorted coldly and said, "You won't think so when you see them." ”

Flory didn't know where to pull out a long sword, swung it twice, and said, "What are you afraid of, you are still worried about being eaten by them." ”

Mares simply shut up and ignored him, but Flory was a chatterbox, pulling him to talk all the way.

The speed of the two was very fast, and after advancing for about several miles, Maris suddenly raised his hand and said, "Stop~!"

Flory was stunned for a moment and said, "What's wrong?"

"They're coming. ”

A rustle came from the cave, and many animals were running towards them along the cave.

Mares sped forward and Flory hurried.

A few seconds later, Flory saw the legendary Knell Beetle, which filled the cave, the ground, the stone walls, and the ceiling of the cave, all with their black bodies, and there were probably no less than a few thousand.

Flory exclaimed, "Why are there so many?"

I'm afraid he won't be able to kill him.

With a flick of her hands, a spark of ice suddenly appeared, sweeping the cavern forward.

Where the ice crystals passed, the death knell beetle was instantly frozen, wrapped in a thick layer of ice skin, and turned into ice sculptures.

Mares walked straight through the ice sculptures and said, "There's still one ahead." ”

Rushing into the cavern, turning a corner and disappearing.

Flory shrugged behind his back and whispered, "Clean-spirited." ”

Along the way, there were all the dead bodies of the death-knell beetles frozen by Mares, and Flory followed the trail unhurriedly.

But at a fork in the road, the frozen traces disappeared. Flory scratched his head, he screamed a few times, but he didn't hear Maris respond, so he chose a random cave and walked in.

He didn't know how far he had walked forward, but suddenly his eyes suddenly opened up, revealing a huge cavern.

In the center of the cavern, there is a pyramid-like stone mountain, which is covered with hollows, and countless death knell beetles burrow in and out of it.

Flory exclaimed, then laughed and muttered to himself, "Mares, you stinking fart, I didn't find their lair first. ”

At this moment, countless death knell beetles poured over like him.

Flory put his finger on the blade of the sword, and the long sword suddenly burst into flames, and then he grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and swung forward with force, and a huge fire dragon rose from the blade like a storm, sweeping across the entire cavern.

The temperature of this flame was even higher than that of a flamethrower, and the death knell beetle wrapped in the flame directly vaporized, leaving no powder behind, and the monster nest in the center, which was dozens of meters high, burned even more violently, like a huge torch, illuminating the huge cave.

Flory pulled the sword flower, put the long sword back into the sheath, stretched his waist, and said, "It's really easy to get the handiwork, this salary is really easy." That guy Maris doesn't know where to drill yet, should I wait for him? ”

Flory's shadow dragged long under the reflection of the flames, and he did not notice that in his slightly swaying shadow, another black figure, on all fours like an animal, slowly approached him, and did not make a single movement.

The black figure's forelimbs reveal claws as sharp as a blade.

Only a few meters away, the narrow and pointed face of the black figure showed a strange expression, as if he was smiling, and his mouth was actually three-petaled like an insect, slightly open, revealing sharp thorns.

That distance was enough for him, and he was sure to cut off his head before the person in front of him could react.

Ready to attack, then leap to his feet, swinging his forelimbs and slashing at the opponent's neck.

A pale blue cold light streaked through the space inside the cavern, hitting the black figure accurately, instantly turning him into a huge block of ice.

Flory, who was in front of him, heard the movement and turned around to see a figure wrapped in ice smashing towards him, he exclaimed, and the wolf pounced to the side, and was able to dodge.

The ice cubes smashed on the ground, making a sound like glass breaking, and shattered into pieces, and the strange people wrapped inside also turned into pieces like ice cubes.

Maris was still cold in his hands, walked over with a stiff face, and said, "What were you listening to when you were in class, I didn't know that there was an insect lord in the old nest of the Knell Beetle, and that was a high-level magical beast." ”

Flory touched his neck, he wanted to laugh but couldn't, he had just been attacked by a monster, and if he passed it back, he would have to be laughed at by everyone for the rest of his life.

"Also, I've been here for a long time, and I'm looking for this guy. Maris didn't save even the last bit of face for his companions, and said, "You can go back and make errands." ”

......At this time, a dry and hoarse laugh suddenly sounded in the cave, and the laughter came from all directions, and the position of the counter was erratic.

Mares and Flory watched back to back, warily.

"Two interesting little ones are here, and they know the insect lord, which is good, but since they are here, don't go. ”

Black smoke swept through the cavern, engulfing the figures of the two.

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