Section 99 The Well of Nature (4,000 words!)
Whoa!
The sound of the water sounded again and again, and in a calm pool, a huge figure suddenly jumped out of the water, and then fell back on the water.
The whole waterhole suddenly became turbid.
The huge python floated weakly on the water, seemingly losing all its strength, and could only barely raise its head to push the three Lance on top.
And at this moment, Old Miller and Trillette are almost rolling their eyes!
It was noon the next day, and their fight with another python had finally ended in the minutes before.
Almost reaching the limit, Lance seized an opportunity to steer the python into a deep channel - according to the ultrasound location of the black bat, the channel was very narrow, allowing only one python to pass through GuΓ², and on the other side of the channel, there was a calm waterhole.
As he got inside, he ordered the python to break off its tail - that is, to make a mess of the stones in the waterway, and finally blocked the entrance completely.
Under such a premise, another giant python could only reluctantly choose to give up.
They had been diving under the water for more than seven minutes, and if it weren't for the fact that all three of them were in excellent health, I am afraid they would not have survived at all!
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"Seriously, if I delay one more second, I'll have to use the potion you gave me. β
Old Miller gasped, he hugged the slippery python skin, and said weakly: "That damn python, it shouldn't catch up again, right?"
"That's where you need to ask. Lance's face was also extremely pale.
In fact, in the toss of almost a whole night. He was the one who consumed the most.
His own python is obviously not as fast as the other healthy one, and he is not very familiar with the water nature, and he can keep stalemate with the other party, a large part of it is luck. The other part is due to the gene chip, if there is no scheduling of the main chip and no reconnaissance of the sub-chip, Lance may have to use the professional skill of shuttling this life-burning household.
It's just that although he can use the shuttle to escape, the ending of Old Miller and Trillette is probably very tragic. If there are no other hole cards. Two unarmed wizards who have lost their magical powers. In the face of a powerful monster like the two-horned python, and the location is in the turbulent river, the end will inevitably be nine deaths.
Thankfully, they survived.
That natural waterway and this little waterhole helped them. Give them a respite.
"What is this place?" said Trelett, who was also sick. He looked around and asked, "I don't see a place like this on a map." It should not be part of the Great Rift Valley. β
"We don't have to follow a map for everything. Lance harnessed the two-horned python and slowly leaned towards the river.
The waterhole is actually not wide and fast. The python carried the three of them to the ground.
On the left-hand side is a thick cliff, clearly within the boundaries of the Great Rift Valley. To the right, there is a small dark jungle.
"From what we've seen on the snowy mountains before, if we can cross this jungle, we can also reach the verdant screen. β
Lance glanced at the python beneath his feet, and finally slowly let go of the injured horn.
Under such a high-intensity struggle, the giant python was squeezed out of all its body by Lance's orders.
Now he was lying on the edge of a shallow pool, with no strength left.
Now, Miller Sr. and Trillette have no other opinions.
After all, although the forest looks deep and secluded, it is down-to-earth, and even if the group encounters any danger, they can find a way to escape.
Somewhere like on the water, there's nothing to be done.
At that moment, the three of them didn't care about the prostrated two-horned python, and went directly to the ground and walked towards the forest.
More than half an hour after the group left, the water in the pool became muddy again.
Whoa!
The water splashed, and the two-horned python that had been chasing them suddenly appeared on the shore.
It saw another dying python and immediately swam over.
The two sides were intimate for a while, and the giant python suddenly opened the blood basin and swallowed the head of his companion in one gulp.
The latter didn't even resist, but just let it swallow itself little by little.
The python moved slowly, or perhaps because the object was too large, and it took him an hour to completely devour his companion, leaving only a short tail outside.
At this moment, his skin was already extremely huge, and the whole snake seemed to be twisted from two snakes, and it looked very thick.
In the process of swallowing, it spirals its body, and from a distance, it looks like a small dirt slope.
It's just that on this dirt slope, there is still a faint green fluorescence.
......
In the forest, although it is noon, because the forest is relatively dense, the forest is extremely dark.
Two glowing ladybugs illuminated the road ahead, one left and one right, and the group of three resolutely continued their journey after a short rest.
To Lance's surprise, the forest was full of life, with a variety of insects, snakes, and small beasts, not much different from ordinary forests.
"In other places, it is undoubtedly the most normal situation for forests to take on such a appearance. β
Trilaite also let out a low voice of doubt: "But this is the verdant fairyland, the territory of the Drews." There's no reason why they should have so many 'noisy inferior creatures' around them?"
"Maybe it's a little far from the emerald screen, and they don't have time to hurry. β
Miller Sr. proposes a possibility.
"Impossible!" Trillette denied, "Thermos Valley is much farther away than here, but the Drews have planted xenomorph trees that can expel creatures in the places they must pass." β
"Maybe they never come to this place?"
"It's a good thing that there are many animals in the forest, at least it proves that there are no vicious monsters nearby," Lance said. β
The three of them said as they walked along the path with indistinguishable footprints.
Soon. There was a fork in the road.
"I have to make a choice again. I hate making this choice, especially when there is absolutely no information for me to analyze. β
Lance muttered and looked at Miller Sr., "It's your turn to do the work." β
Who knew that Old Miller actually shook his head: "I'm sorry, I don't have intuition in everything, at least in terms of directions, never have." β
Lance looked helplessly at the fork and was about to say something, when Trillette suddenly stepped forward and picked up the bushes under a large pine tree at the intersection.
A crooked signboard appeared in front of the two of them.
The handwriting on the signboard was hard to read, and it seemed to be some kind of ancient language. But this language is based on the knowledge and experience of the three people of Lance and Miller. I can't recognize it at all.
Trilaite was also at a loss, and his grandfather didn't seem to have left any words in this regard.
"It doesn't matter what this sign says. β
Lance muttered, "We can try to analyze it. In fact, there are three situations, the first and second situations are. Both roads lead to dangerous places. Either it's all safe. Case. Our choices have little to do with the outcome. For no matter which path you take, the end is doomed, and in the third case, one of the two paths leads to a dangerous place. The other is security. In this case, we must make a careful choice. β
"If it's a safety, a danger, and the sign says about the danger, then it should be a prohibition, not a direction, and the sign is clearly directional. β
Miller Sr. analyzed: "So generally speaking, as long as we follow the direction of the signage, there should be no mistake. β
Of course, this is just a general situation. Lance added: "While I'm inclined to do it, I prefer that this reason is only a little bit better than guessing." β
"The problem is, we have to make a decision, don't we?" Trilaite thought for a moment and said, "Let's try it first." β
So the three of them followed the path that the sign pointed to, and kept going.
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The forest flew by on both sides, and two dark shadows were dodging.
They were fast, but the pursuers behind them were even faster.
It was a small group of Drew hunters, these hunters were ruthless and ruthless, they had been selected from among their clansmen by their leaders since childhood, and after special training, they obeyed the orders of their leaders. And every time a new anzulara fruit is born, this group of people is also the first to get these miraculous fruits.
Their speed was very fast, and they soon surrounded the two dark shadows again.
In terms of numbers, two against six is already at a disadvantage. And these hunters are well-trained, and the ones who are hunted are only two teenagers, a man and a woman.
"Isn't it enough that you drove us out of the forest, and you destroyed our altars?"
Surrounded by the little girl, the delicate-looking little girl roared angrily.
The hunters were expressionless, they were wearing black masks one by one, and they just said coldly: "Hand over the secret of the well of nature, or you will only die!"
"You are dreaming!" the boy was equally furious: "We will not tell you the secret of the Well of Nature if we die." β
"It's naΓ―ve. The hunters sneered mercilessly, "Even if you don't tell the secret of the Well of Nature, we Drus will eventually know about it." Do you think all of our forces are here to search for you two little boys? When we set out, the leader did not give us an explicit order, but he also saw that the other two hunting squads were heading to the northwest. β
"Didn't you say that you would not attack the mountains again?" The little girl's face turned red: "You robbers, you robbers, at the beginning, seized the forests and plains of our highlanders, and completely drove us into the mountains, and now you have to deprive us of the mountains?"
"We're not robbers, we just want something. The hunter said calmly:
"To be honest, I really don't understand what you highlanders are clinging to? Just because of that massacre a few decades ago? You don't know where we came from, this time with the help of the power of the Well of Nature, all of our Drews will return to the land of their ancestors, this emerald green fairyland is yours, and there is no one to fight with you for the land, why don't you push the boat down the river?"
"At such a time, are you still telling these shameless lies?"
The little girl said disdainfully: "Once the gate of the heavenly realm is opened, it must absorb a lot of power. You Drus only have the power to open, but not the ability to close. β
"After the gate of the heavenly realm is opened, you can calmly return to the kingdom of the Lord of Nature, but the life span of this verdant fairyland has also come to an end. The heart of this half-plane plane will be absorbed by the Celestial Gate. When the time comes, we will have no place to die!"
The masked hunter snorted, "Quite a great knowledge of planes, worthy of being the heir of the highlander priestess." β
"Since you don't want to say it, we can't force it, we have to kill you!"
With that, the six hunters pounced. Their movements don't resemble humans at all, like monsters.
One of the people's body is directly elongated, and the hands and feet become gluten-like. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed the boy by the neck.
The girl just wanted to come to the rescue, but other people's attacks followed, and she could only grit her teeth to dodge.
As a priestess of the Highlanders, her strength is slightly stronger than that of her companions, but her strength is also limited.
Even in the process of one-on-one, in the face of these hunters, they are not sure of victory, let alone two against six.
The boy soon died tragically, and the situation seemed to be doomed.
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The path ahead became more and more residential, and the forest became more and more quiet.
The three of them shuttled through the dense forest, but the atmosphere around them became more and more weird.
"I think we might be on the wrong track. Trilaite said with some annoyance, "It's not like a road that will take us away." β
"It's obvious," Lance's voice came from the front.
He reached out and pulled open some of the vines, revealing a white headβit was a human head, but it was plastered with lime, hence the appearance.
"I guess he's been dead for almost sixty years, and there must be something else in the lime that's why it's so well preserved. β
Lance took one look and dropped his head on the ground.
Along the way, he didn't know how much he had seen of this kind of similar thing.
Normal stone carvings, human body specimens, and some broken inscriptions, all indicate that this road seems to be a little different from what Lance and others imagined.
However, at such a time, they want to retreat, but there is no way.
Because the trail back the way back has been submerged in the deep jungle and can no longer be found.
The only thing they can do is keep moving forward.
Soon, bypassing a pine tree covered with weathered dried meat, the terrain ahead suddenly changed. (To be continued......)
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