Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 797 Expedition to a different environment

Paramidis cleared his throat and said in a report-like tone: "We are all along the way, what can be encountered along the way, it is random, completely luck. As a test, completely random ingredients More, I am afraid it is not strict enough?"

The big cat played the werewolf's dagger and looked over and over again. He pressed the lighter's button and let the flame eject from the blade of the dagger.

"So, I was thinking - maybe we don't need to go everywhere to find supplies? It's enough for us to reach Tanzania's [materials] within three days, perhaps, have been brought to us?"

Everyone else is awkward.

"I don't know." Saifei finally couldn't help it. "We have a bottle of water, a knife, a windbreaker, and a few compressed dry foods. These things can help us in three." Do you arrive at your destination within days?"

Paramitis had a meal and pulled out his dagger: "So, there must be a mystery in these things."

He held down the beeping button of Beddyville's dagger and used the tip of his dagger to hold the button's gap: "Beddyville, I have to open this thing, but it may break the body of the dagger. You have Any comments?"

"No, do it." Always cherish the dagger, things can't make progress, and Bediwell can only bear the pain.

The Leopard warrior whispered a little, lifting his dagger and slamming it!

Oh! Originally almost invisible, the fine seams were smashed out under the brute force of the big cat! It was easy to see the seams. The big cat stabilized the crack in the dagger and stabbed the crack in his own dagger.

Oh! A clear sound, the mouth of the dagger was constantly separated, and the handle was opened.

This is really a lighter. The structure is very strange. In addition to the pipes that connect the blade body, the most conspicuous one is a palm-sized, finger-thick, flat miniature metal block.

Paramitis removed the piece from the connected pipe and took it in his hands and studied it carefully: "Is this?"

"Probably a high-energy fuel tank." Biddyville looked at the thing and suddenly felt that it was very similar to the lightsaber's battery. He suddenly realized: "It turns out that this small jar is probably a sub-space, which contains a large amount of fuel. When they are on fire, they will be released from the jar, passed through the pipe, and then ejected from the hole in the blade."

Said a lot, only explained [this is a very windy lighter]. And, obviously, it has exaggerated fuel reserves. With such a large amount of gas, it is obviously unreasonable for the candidates to use it occasionally when lighting the campfire.

"Yes!" Paramidis pressed the small button on the edge of the fuel tank, and the gas immediately spurted out from the can, giving a sharp sizzle.

There was just a gust of wind blowing at the time, raising the campfire more vigorously and picking up a small Mars.

Seeing the Martian drifting beside Paramitis, who was in the downwind, scared Biddyville and exclaimed: "Throw it away! Fast!!!"

Paramitis was also shocked and the fuel tank flew out.

At the same time, a large black shadow in the Nile River had been lurking for a long time. The wind blew the smoke on the fire and the eyes of the people were fascinated. This dark shadow also swooped out of the water, and it was planned to carry out a sneak attack!

But it didn't think that before he hit the target, he was hit by the target's "black weapon" - the fuel bottle that Paramitis threw, and slipped into the mouth of the devil in the river!

Mars ignited the fuel from the fuel bottle mouth, and at that moment a very small, almost invisible flame cloud formed. In the face of the fuel ejected from the high-speed and high-pressure fuel bottles, it is impossible for this small fire to detonate the fuel bottle.

However, the huge creature saw something falling into his mouth, instinctive first bite!

Its sharp teeth instantly bite the fuel bottle and destroy the subspace. As a result, a larger amount of flammable gas rushed out like a dyke, blended with the flame cloud, ignited, and induced a strong explosion! !

Bang! ! ——

The crowd was dizzy by the shock and the ears were stunned for a few seconds. When they climbed up from the ground and looked at it, they found that a 30-foot-long huge crocodile was blown away from their place ten yards away!

A small fuel tank has such an amazing lethality. How many gas is stored in it? !

"Oh, disgusting!!" Albert was immersed in the blood and flesh of the crocodile, and spit out the **** things that had sprayed into his mouth.

He still had half a grilled fish in his hand. He wanted to enjoy the delicious fish, but he didn't expect it to be "added".

"Hey, what have I done!" Paramitis covered his mouth and watched the fleshy crocodile body exclaimed. "I am really sorry to kill you, crocodile dude!"

"You don't need to apologize." Bettiville glanced at Paramitis. "This is a Nile crocodile, a fierce Warcraft. It just wanted to sneak out of the water and attack us? I didn't expect it to be so Good luck."

Or, it is Paramitis too lucky - the werewolf sighed.

They can't use magic now, they can't use their abilities, and they only have a knife in their hands. Just relying on strength to compete with the huge Nile crocodile is simply a dream.

If there was no explosion just now, Bedieville would probably be torn into pieces by the Nile crocodile within a few rounds. It feels terrible to think about it.

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But now is not a time of surprise. There is a Nile crocodile here, so you can have more. Bloody smells can also lead to more dangerous predators.

Unarmed Bediville, they are weak in front of these terrible World of Warcraft, they are at the bottom of the Nile River food chain!

In front of these monsters, there is no other way than to run away!

"We need to get out of here as soon as possible!" the werewolf immediately cried. "Everyone will wash away the blood from his body, Elaine, take a ignited species and take it away. Packing the luggage will run away!"

"Speaking lightly!" Albert jumped into the water and washed his blood. "I have the blood of this stinky crocodile! How long does it take to wash?"

"Then run in the woods, always keep a distance from the river bank!" the werewolf shouted.

The group had already left Albert and ran to the woods to the east.

"I hate you!" Albert rushed a few times and rushed into the woods with a smile.

Bediville quickly stopped in the woods and found a place on a higher terrain with hidden terrain.

"Paramitis, my dagger?"

"Wait, give it to you right away -" The Panther put the unwound dagger back. Of course, this is no fire plug, no fuel tank, no lighter function, only the [dagger] this purely functional dagger.

"Okay," Betdiville picked up a stone from the ground and locked a tree of moderate size.

He took the dagger and pressed its blade against the tree. At the same time, he hit the back of the dagger with a stone, used the dagger as an axe, and began to cut the tree.

Albert, who was dripping with water all over the body, just saw the werewolf cutting the tree, and he was puzzled: "How come, want to use the trunk to make a large weapon, and fight against the Warcraft?"

"What a talented idea, but no, we do rafts - help cut trees!" said the werewolf. Paramitis and others also agreed to nod and learn the werewolf's practice to cut the surrounding trees.

"Wood? You are not saying that the river is very dangerous, should you stay away from it?"

"Before we made the raft, yes." Bettiville slashed the tree with great concentration, and soon cut down a thick-legged tree: "But we don't have to worry about anything after making the raft. In short. Let's do it first. I will explain the detailed plan."

"Oh, do you still have plans?" Ayr sneered. "From the beginning of the journey, our experience is terrible. Is this your plan? I knew it would be like this, I would rather stay in Cairo -"

"Just cut trees, less nonsense!" Werewolf angered: "Ilan, you are responsible for the last move, now you only need to save your strength. You will help us to let the wind out."

"Let, let the wind?"

"Yes, stare at the river bank. When there are other candidates passing by, remember to call us to pay attention." The werewolf said coldly: "Although I am sorry for them, I have to collect at least six daggers - we must hunt Other candidates to get the resources on them."

Attacking locals is a foul, but attacking candidates is not.

Bedyville is planning a plan. The success of this plan is still unknown. It can only be taken one step at a time with luck and a little wit.

At the same time, King Arthur's palace.

"Hey, full, full of Wang." Husky finished the steak and took a sip of juice to meet the mantle to rest on the back of the chair: "Today's food is delicious! Although it is better than Hal's dad. It’s a little worse than the food.”

"Really?" Greenville looked puzzled at the canine boy.

The royal chef in the palace is the world's leading chef, and his lunch should be the best in the world. And Paramitis (it is said) is famous for its horrible dark dishes. Can his rice be compared with the royal chef? Are you kidding?

"It's true." Xiaohar also defended Husky: "The corn scones made by Dad are delicious."

"Oh, but I still eat Hal to vomit blood." Husky showed a mischievous laugh.

Greenville shook his head and took the two little devils. "Okay, now is the nap time, take a break, wake up and go play the treasure hunt."

"Hey? Don't you play now?" Husky obviously didn't want to take a nap.

"If you are full, you can't do strenuous exercise right away, you will get the appendicitis." Hal rushed.

"Yes." Greenville took the little panther back to the wheelchair and pushed the wheelchair to the children's bedroom: "To avoid appendicitis, rest and exercise first. And you have to give the aunt a little time to let the aunt Buried the treasure."

"That - well, Wang." Husky followed.

When the treasure was heard that Greenville was deliberately buried, the canine boy was a little unhappy. How is this different from the treasure hunt in the game? - If you deliberately bury it and let people find it, it is not a treasure hunt!