The shouts from the camp were obviously warnings, so Dagon immediately shook off the peat under his armpit and the pot in his hand, and immediately rushed out of the shack with a hunting axe in his other hand. When he rushed out, he found Doma gliding in the air towards the other side of the river.

After a closer look, there was a nearly invisible white silk thread wrapped around Doma's waist. The splashing water in the air greatly increased the humidity, so some water droplets hung on the silk thread, identifying a looming trajectory. The other end of the silk thread leads to the top of the cave opposite. A monster in the form of a crab hanging upside down in the rock, hiding in a place where the fluorescent moss could not be illuminated. It shot out sticky silk threads from afar, and accurately hit Doma who was cleaning up the fire pit, obviously trying to fill his stomach with a strong ancient man.

This is not an enemy facing each other. The center of the cave was divided into two by the river. There was a span of about six or seven meters between the stone platforms on both sides, and the opposite side was a little higher. What should I do? Dagon was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to rescue his friend. At this moment, a Jian Gu took out the axe from his waist, held it with both hands and aimed, and shouted and threw the axe from his head!

The axe rotated all the way and made a howling sound, accurately cutting off the silk thread, and then continued to fly forward, hitting the mountain wall with a bang. Doma fell from the air, screaming, and also making a bang. He landed on the other side, and then couldn't stop his body and turned off the platform. Just as everyone's screams and reminds, Doma grabbed the edge of the platform at the last moment and hung it on it dangerously.

This axe saved Doma, but also exposed everyone's weakness of lack of long-range means. The crab first shrank into the shadow, then turned six black eye stalks to look out tentatively. It looked at the axe that fell on the ground, and a flash of inspiration, and understood the range of the enemies on the opposite side - no, should be called food. So it walked out of the shadow with confidence and climbed down the mountain wall.

Under the fluorescent light, it was a very ugly monster. It waved two crab-like pincers and threatened with the crack sound when it opened and closed. Its body was dark purple, very similar to a common lichen underground, which made it a very excellent lurking hunter. Through the river bank, it shrank its chest and then shot silk threads from its mouth again, trying to capture the next prey.

It is not a direct thread, but a long-range attack that can be swung like a whip after being shot out, driven by the monster's head quickly twisting. Once hit, it will often cause the thread to be wrapped around the body, forming a tight package. The hunter trainees picked up weapons one after another, and tried to throw them without any gains. The others helped each other, cut off the thread as quickly as possible, and helped the entangled companions get out.

The sharp blade is very effective against silk threads, which is the only good news at present. The remaining bad news includes but is not limited to: the monster seems to be able to spray a lot, and each spray will at least cause a person to be entangled. So far, there is no effective way to deal with it; there is no support point under Doma's feet, and it may fall down at any time; the monster can at least pull Doma away as food as long as it finds the angle.

Dagon squinted his eyes and silently recited "God Oli, please look at me", then took a deep breath and began to run towards the edge of the platform. His feet were so hard that the old leather shoes with their toes turned into flying fragments under the trampling. Dagon rushed to a gentle slope relatively high on this side of the river bank and jumped at the closest to the edge. He regarded himself as a projectile of a catapult, trying to span a six- or seven-meter-wide river in an arc.

"No! You can't jump over!" Everyone exclaimed. They felt that Dagon was frightened and made such an irrational and crazy move.

"Gagahahahahahahahahahaha." The monster on the other side became excited. It felt that the two ancient people were able to eat themselves. As long as they avoid the weak throwing objects on the opposite side, they just need to fish out the ones hanging by the platform and the ones about to fall into the river.

Dagon tried hard to move forward and forward. He was flexible and ran faster than most of the Jiangu people, but it did not mean that he could overcome the problems caused by the short, heavy body, and thick and short legs of the Jiangu people. He watched the platform on the other side approaching, and at the same time, he also watched it continue to rise, and the speed of the rise seemed to exceed the approach. It was about half a meter away, and he could lie on the edge of the opposite platform. But now his head was lower than the platform.

But will he give up? Never!

A dark purple arc was seen passing by, and the hunting axe swung forward from the top of Dagon's head, and its upper half suddenly hit the edge of the platform. The teeth on the hammer head were chiseled into the rock, like a hungry wolf biting it and then hung on it.

Dagon couldn't help but slam the stone wall below the platform, but he grabbed the hunting axe tightly and did not slide down. Previously, for the convenience of carrying, there was a hole near the end of the hunting axe handle, which was used to fix the rope for the axe blade leather case. Dagon grabbed the axe handle with one hand and clenched into the hole with the other hand, greatly increasing the grip strength, so he didn't lose his hand.

"Haha, why are you hanging?" Doma turned his head and could laugh out loud when he saw Dagon.

"Everyone says you are so ugly. Now it's your turn to show off. Why are you looking at me?" Dagon used the hunting axe as a pickaxe. He took the pulling force in his hand and stepped on the stone wall with both feet and began to climb up. "Doma, come up and scare the monster to death!"

"I'll go up and show you!" Doma shook his body and bent his arms upwards. However, his position was not very good. He could be bent his arms upwards, but his head was blocked by a protruding rock, but he couldn't get up.

Dagon couldn't wait for him, so he pulled the hunting axe upwards. He first looked at it and found that the crab monster was being harassed by something thrown from the other side of the river. Whether it was a stick or a stone, he was buying time for Dagon. So he threw one leg up at his waist and rolled forward. With the help of the rolling power, he took off the hunting axe.

At this time, everyone had basically thrown away all the temporary weapons in their hands, and they would not dare to hurt their companions by chance. The monster turned around and made a rattle sound when facing Dagon. Dagon half-squatted, lowered his body, and pointed his head and axe diagonally in front of him.

"The current distance is three and a half meters, and the maximum attack range of the head hunting axe is two meters, and the monster's pliers can extend forward half a meter." Dagon shook his shoulders slightly to estimate the distance data in front of him. "Its body size is similar to that of a human, but it must not underestimate its power. With the eight legs behind it, it can hang upside down on the rock wall and pull the human over at the same time."

Dagon adjusted his breathing, without any distractions like tension, and all his thoughts were spent analyzing combat skills. "When this monster pulled people just now, the pliers did not participate, and they relied on the power of the jaw. Look at the pair of pliers, they were not small, but they did not stand out when they hit it just now. Well... the pliers are more like a pair of shields, and the most dangerous thing is its jaw, which is the power of its biting."

There are eight legs on both sides, which gives the monster extra support. It can grab the rocks tightly and move freely in the cave environment. Because it has this ability, facing a monster is not the worst situation. Letting it go and climb to the top of the cave makes people desperate. Dagon knows that he cannot continue to be stalemate, nor can he choose to repel the enemy. He has only one choice: here, right now, kill the monster.

Dagon raised his head hunting axe, held the middle and head, and advanced in the way of the tail-Zhun forward. When he moved forward, he did not take the shortest route directly, but would turn left and right, even if the distance between him and the monster was only three and a half meters.

The idea of ​​retreating to the top of the cave had just appeared in the monster's head, but Dagon's approaching made this choice lose its meaning. The monster's eight legs are more suitable for moving horizontally rather than back and forth, so it drew an arc and waved the pliers on the right, attacking Dagon.

"Flaw!" Dagon blocked Taizun to the left and immediately felt a great force. Sure enough, the power of these pair of pliers was only comparable to the arm strength of the Jiangu people. He could use the leverage principle of the long pole weapon to attack. However, his opponent had more than one pliers, and his more dangerous jaws were hidden behind.

Dagon did not choose to knock, but chose to slide. He used his long handle as a barrier, and rushed directly into the monster's arms like he was bypassing a pillar. This was completely beyond the monster's expectations. It was using its left pliers to launch a side strike. It originally wanted to attack the other side that was not defended, but now it seemed to open its arms and directly embrace the "food".

This is one of the shortcomings of the monster: the pliers are large and wide, and the weight is at the front end, as if a person holding a heavy shield in both hands. The frequency of movement is not that high when using them to attack. Dagon rubs it into his close body, continues to hold the head and middle of the hunting axe, and moves the long handle close to himself, adjusts the tip of the spear in front of him, and uses the power of the body to rush forward to stab it hard into the monster's serrated mouth.

The saw-mounted jaws have sharp and hard teeth, and can even create two sparks on the tip of the head hunting axe - but this cannot stop the spear tip from being pierced. Everyone heard a very clear "pop" sound, and the spear tip directly pierced the monster's upper jaw and penetrated deep into its head.

The monster was not killed, and Dagon had no hope of killing with one blow. After stabbing in, he rotated the long handle of the hunting axe, used the axe blade and the hammer head as a hook, and half fixed it in the monster's mouth. He grabbed the axe handle with one hand, and at the same time he used the other hand to pull out the secondary weapon at his waist, which was a short broad sword less than half a meter long with the handle, approaching the monster's mouth, poking it in with his backhand, and starting to tinker with a crazy way inside.

His movements were indeed tampered, so he did not need combat skills at this time, nor could he use combat skills. He could only maximize the damage. The monster raised his pliers and first hit Dagon's back twice, with little effect. When it wanted to raise the pliers and cut the opponent with the tip, Dagon had been deepening and completing the overall damage to its brain. So the raised pliers were left with only helpless trembling, and the monster fell to the ground with a plop.

It didn't fall completely, and the hunting axe was still supporting its head.

Crawling out from under the triangle formed by the hunting axe and the monster's corpse, Dagon's face was dirty, mostly the monster's saliva, blood, or brain matter. He wiped his face, had no time to receive cheers from his friends on the other side, and rushed to the river bank, lying on the ground and grabbed Doma's wrist.
Chapter completed!