The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 To be fair, these noises are not very obvious, but to Rozim's sharp hearing, the actions of these unknown targets are like careless marches.

　　 In order to prevent more possible enemies from being alarmed, Rozim gave up the gun, but took out his knife-this is an eviscer, the slender and sharp blade is deliberately covered with dust to avoid reflections.

　　 He leaned against a prickly stalk and fixed his body to a kinked plant.

　　 But when he observed carefully, he found that it was not an enemy, but some native animals on the planet walking among the ferns.

　　 They looked like some kind of herbivorous ungulates. According to Rozim's body size, they were not threatening, so he closed his sword and moved on.

　　 After two hours, he never encountered anything special.

　　 He went all the way through the bottom of the valley to the shadow side, where ferns stood endlessly, like a black fan.

　　Every ten steps taken, Rozim’s foot would crack either a thorn or a seed shell, or kick a small stone—no matter how carefully he moved forward.

　　 Every time he made a sound, he would curse.

　　 The fern leaves suddenly hissed in the wind.

　　 Rozim paused to check his little compass, and his gaze jumped between the sun and the hands.

　　 Half an hour ago, his route should take him to the outskirts of Laidi Town.

　　 But now he still hasn't seen any traces of human activity, which is a bit unusual.

　　 The vigilant Rozim lowered his body close to a thick fern stalk, knelt down on one knee, and raised his gun.

　　 There was some dust on the muzzle, and he wiped it off.

　　 Dust also entered his eyes. He wiped his eyes and aimed to the left and right as he moved forward.

After 　　 moved forward a few meters, he found another twisted trace in the fern bushes, three people as wide as shoulders, and the fern bushes were directly uprooted or broken and trampled.

　　 Rozim carefully touched a broken sap-draining stem.

　　 It is as thick as its own thighs, and its bark is as hard as steel. Even with a felling axe, you can’t cut it so neatly.

　　 Then he checked the ground.

　　 The traces of trampling are deep and wide, like the footprints left by a giant. The traces meander forward and backward to the limit of his vision, uneven and twisted.

　　 Something huge is moving here.

　　 Suddenly, Rozim's finger touched something buried in the gray soil, and he pulled it out.

　　 This is a charred bone, the size of a clenched fist. After his identification, it should be the skull of an adult.

　　 I knew that there might be a greater danger here, but Rozim did not intend to give up, but continued to move, following the path of the trail, following the direction given by the compound leaf that was leaning forward.

　　 Sixty meters later, the footprint suddenly turned uphill, and he stopped and wiped his weapon again.

　　 At this time, a scream cut through the air, as bright and sharp as a sharp blade.

　　 Rozim stopped immediately, and the scream stopped abruptly. He thought for a while, and it was undoubtedly a human origin.

　　 The owner of the restaurant immediately left according to the direction of the sound.

　　 He deviated from his footsteps and re-entered the bushes.

　　 Ahead, the plant species changed, and under the top of the hillside, he saw a large bunch of weird multi-petal purple flowers.

　　 Rozim's eyes lit up immediately, this is what he was looking for, Ji Lan!

The average height of spiny orchid is about three meters. The surface of its fibrous gourd-shaped stem roots has many fluffs, and the open flower bone is like a blood basin with a large mouth, generally more than half a meter in diameter. There are six sacs inside, one Rows of long needles are arranged between the gaps of the sacs, and they swing gently with the wind.

There are hundreds of plants like 　　, like a forest of bulbs studded with needles.

　　 And about five hundred meters away from the thorn orchid bush, he also saw the outline of a town.

　　 Just when he was very excited because he found the target, a weaker scream came, like someone awakened from a nightmare but soon realized that it was just a dream.

　　 Then there was another sound, followed by the scream.

　　 It was a hollow blasting sputtering sound, like the sound of someone vomiting a fruit core from his mouth.

　　 Rozim lay on the ground and slowly touched the direction of the sound.

　　 Soon, he saw a wrinkled human among the gourd-shaped bulbs.

　　 A dazzling blood splash on the gray ground showed how the person crawled over. There were more than a dozen spines, some of which were a meter long, directly piercing the person.

　　 The deadliest rod pierced the brain directly through the eyes.

　　 Rozim was astonished. He saw that this man was wearing the uniform of the Astral Army, with grenades and laser rifles scattered around him.

　　 "How could the astral army die here?"

　　 was puzzled, and then he noticed that the blood on the ground was clumping and quickly turning yellow, and the corpse was rapidly dissolving.

　　 Soon, only scattered equipment and clothes were left on the ground.

　　 Obviously the spines of this plant are highly toxic, and the way they eat their prey is to dissolve the prey and then absorb it.

　　 Rozim did not intend to become such a stupid victim.

　　 He looked around for a while and found that the nearest spiny orchid had a circle of needles missing, leaving only a row of orifices for juice.

　　After thinking for a moment, Rozim plans to experiment.

　　 He took out a stone from the side, pointed it at the helmet left by the hapless guy, and threw it lightly.

With a sound of 　　咚, the stone hit the helmet accurately.

In an instant, the three spiny orchids closest to the helmet vibrated, and the needles in the corolla spurted out~www.ltnovel.com~ A burst of hollow blasts sounded again, and the needles pierced the helmet like a swift arrow. Or it was bounced and landed on the ground.

　　 "That's it."

　　 Rozim suddenly realized that these plants are attacking based on sound, which is much easier.

　　 As long as he makes enough noises to trick out the spines of the spines, he can harvest these plants like wheat.

　　 To make noise, he needs some tools, so he plans to go to Laidi Town to see if he can find what he needs.

　　 Thinking of these things, he just turned around and stepped on a dead wood under his feet.

　　 "Bad—"

　　 A spiny orchid vibrated with the sound of breaking, and shot a thorn leaf.

　　 Rozim suppressed his screams and quickly dodged.

　　 But he still didn't hide, the acupuncture hit him directly.

　　 Fortunately, his hot melt gun saved his life on this occasion, and the **** of the gun eventually got stuck in the needle-it was only an inch short of reaching Rozim's abdomen.

　　 Rozim breathed a sigh of relief, pulled out the needles, and then slowly withdrew from the attack range of Spiny Lan.

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