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Chapter five hundred and seventy-six

...Speech 2...

Isn't dead like this? Are these little bugs invincible?

"You're stupid." The Mole Cricket King showed a mocking look, "I'm not afraid to tell you that these insects are called black dead insects. They are invulnerable to swords and guns, and they are invulnerable to water and fire, and can also swallow internal energy. I usually keep them in the secret iron demon puppet just for the convenience of control. Once released, thousands of troops will not be the opponent!"

"So... you did the murder and set fire in Skyhawk Castle?" I asked with a stern iron demon puppet.

"Why do you want to trap me when you die?" The Mole Cricket King sneered, "As the saying goes, the trouble comes from the mouth, my tone is very strict, you should be a fool."

"Bah! I came in and killed me." I said excitedly.

"This... I'll go in after you die." The mole cricket king smiled.

Well, his intelligence is not as low as I expected.

"If you don't come in and do it, do you want to starve me to death?" I tentatively said.

"If you want to kill you, there is no need to do it yourself." After the mole cricket king finished speaking, he patted his palm a few times.

Pa, pa.

The little black flying insects suddenly started to clamor and pressed on me, constantly crawling into my mouth, nostrils, and ears.

So cruel?

When I thought of being eaten up by the monster insects and dying, I felt a chill from the soles of my feet and head.

I struggled hard.

But it's useless.

Although the other party is just a few small insects the size of soybeans, their power combined is enough to drive ten secret iron demon puppets - this has far exceeded the limit of human beings, and I can't compete head-on.

but!

Is there really an invincible existence in the world?

I turned my wrist, clamped a close bug with two fingers, and then squeezed it hard!

Stop...

It seemed like a copper pea was squeezed, and the colorful juice was stained on the fingertips.

As far as it is known, these little insects are not afraid of qi and poison. Given that they have transported errands to the bottom of the river, they should not be afraid of water.

Only brute force can deal with them, but I am the Thousand-Handed Guanyin, and I can't handle them for a while.

Do they have other weaknesses?

I quickly passed on my recent experience in my mind.

After the fire, the traces of the ground exposed by the fire were stained with tinder oil...

Yes!

When splashing tinder oil, the arsonist deliberately avoided the entry and exit paths.

This is normal for ordinary people, after all, you have to leave a way out for yourself.

But can these secret iron demon puppets have this level of intelligence?

It must be their controller, the deliberate arrangement of the mole cricket king.

From the battle just now, we can see that although the secret iron demon puppet can understand the orders of the mole cricket king, it can only grasp the general direction. The specific actions are still relatively casual, and it is not as prohibited as the real person.

In this case, it would take a lot of effort to make the demon puppets "avoid certain places when pouring tinder oil".

If the demon puppet is really invasive of water and fire, just ignite the fire and pass by it, why bother with this effort?

Thinking of this, my heart suddenly became clear.

However, at this time, a large number of black dead insects had crawled into my body. The legendary insects ate the heart, and I finally had a personal experience...

Is it acceptable?

Of course, I didn't say that this was a very comfortable thing.

But can a few bites of internal organs be eaten by a small insect more painful than burning blood all over the body?

At least it cannot be compared before the insects fill the cavity in my body.

However, after a few breaths, the situation is hard to say - the numbness and pain caused by the Black Death Worm is jumping upwards. If the pain of burning blood is regarded as ten floors, then the Black Death Worm has already squeezed into the stairwell on the seventh floor.

Except inside, the black dead insects outside were not resting, rushing toward me one by one, with the sound of wings shaking in my ears, and the black eyes were all pitch black, and there was no sight outside.

"Um...Wouldn't you be cold or not? "I asked you a plague question?" I asked with a little bug in my mouth and struggled to ask.

"No!" The mole cricket king actually understood the meaning of this sentence and flatly rejected me.

"Since that's the case, I don't have to pretend anymore." My tone suddenly changed.

Although I couldn't see it, I still heard the sound of the mole cricket king's shocked and retreating.

At this moment, he could probably see such a scene - a wriggling human figure covered by black dead insects, suddenly bursting out red light from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

The light became redder and brighter, until it was dazzling!

Bang...

The rolling flames poured out from the seven orifices, swallowing up tens of thousands of black dead insects.

There may be hundreds of bugs that have escaped the net, but that no longer poses any threat.

"Spray...spray fire?" The mole cricket king was stunned.

"Who said just now that these insects are invincible?" I patted the ashes on my body.

The fire just now burned out, not only the black dead insects, clothes, hair and other things were also the hardest hit areas.

Fortunately, my pants always burn.

"I haven't practiced this move much, and I almost got angry." I spit out a mouthful of black smoke.

"Wait for me!" The mole cricket king took a few steps, turned around and staggered out.

What should I do next?

Chase him?

Don't forget, I'm still locked in the iron jail.

Buzz...

I waved immediately without hesitation.

A colorful sword light flashed by, and with several clangs, the iron fences cast by cold iron elites fell one by one to the ground one by one.

At this time, the mole cricket king had just stepped onto the stairs leading to the ground.

He did not hide his cultivation, and his martial arts skills were indeed very low.

I yawned for a long time, stretched my hands and feet a few times, and caught up with him in just a few steps.

The mole cricket king was shocked, his legs became weak, and his head hit the stone steps, and flowers immediately bloomed.

"Pretend to death, right?" I said coldly, "Guess what consequences will be if I step on this foot?"

I raised one leg and swayed on the Mole Cricket King.

The mole cricket king jumped up suddenly and stumbled upwards.

I didn't stop him, but followed slowly.

The mole cricket king rolled and crawled all the way, making him look dirty, and finally left the secret passage and fled back to the house.

He also wanted to rush outside and shout.

Kara!

I stepped down with one foot, which seemed casual, but was unbiased on his shin.

The Mole Cricket King's tears came down in the hall, and he collapsed on the ground like a dog shit.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me." He cried and begged. "Look, I'm so old, I haven't had a few years of life..."

"Doing evil is not a matter of age or young." I shook my head and said, "What you do is not enough to die ten times!"

I stepped down with one foot, which seemed casual, but was unbiased on his shin.

The Mole Cricket King's tears came down in the hall, and he collapsed on the ground like a dog shit.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me." He cried and begged. "Look, I'm so old, I haven't had a few years of life..."

"Doing evil is not a matter of age or young." I shook my head and said, "What you do is not enough to die ten times!"
Chapter completed!
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