Chapter 703 (1/1)
The toad monster, whose head was pierced by a sharp blade, fell to the ground. Almost at the same time, the sea monster's vigorous and slender body appeared from the darkness of its hiding place. Fioni left the witch beside him and rushed up to him. And the reason for this behavior is not because the sea demon's heart ignited the idea of weeding the strong and supporting the weak, but he had to do so. A voice, weak but real, appeared in the deformed person's mind, pleading for his help. Fioni is not sure if the sound came from barnacles on the rocks, but he has reason to believe it.
”Poof!” The sea demon, whose physical strength was gradually exhausted in successive actions, knocked down the enemy close to him with one punch. His keen dynamic vision made him see clearly the number of opponents in the gap between running. Not counting the one that was cut down by his own throwing machete, there were five toad monsters. It had to be quick, and fioni knew he couldn't give his opponent time to gather more companions. Otherwise, he would not only be unable to save the barnacles, but would also implicate other companions. Fortunately, although the siren's physical strength is not good, his opponent is also relatively weak.
In fact, these toad monsters have been discovered by several people before they encountered each other. Compared with the same species flowing from the wall in the black spire, these monsters born directly from the bones have shown a considerable weakening trend in terms of physical quality, behavior and even the ability to corrode other objects. Toad lost his ability to fight with his nose after a few steps.
Fioni seized the opportunity to pull the machete from the fallen corpse, a weapon that had belonged to the shark toothed female hunter. He was not fully used to it, but he did not have to go all out to deal with an opponent of this level. The other four monsters seemed hesitant to see two of their companions dead and wounded. They growled menacingly and retreated slowly. This is also the difference between these toads and their counterparts in the spire, who have never shown the thought of retreating in previous encounters. However, it is quite different between wanting to retreat and being able to do so. The sea demon steps forward, drives the blade with inertia, and rushes towards the nearest monster. The main difference between fighting on land and fighting in the sea is footwork. Sea monsters who are used to borrowing strength from the current around them often fall behind because they don't know how to fight. Fortunately, fioni was aware of this. Although his pace was not as good as that of a real soldier on the ground, he would at least not be a hindrance to his own actions. ”Poof!” The blade, made of shark teeth, cuts through the monster's arms and tongue, precisely slitting open the enemy's throat.
There are four more. Fioni stepped on his right foot and turned his body. His arm took out an arc in the air. With only one knife, he cut the enemy who had not recovered from the heavy blow! Three. The sea monster narrowed his eyes to see more clearly the scene in the dark. The remaining three toads were running in three directions. He threw his machete again and hit the one on the far right. Then the sea demon legs force, with the fastest speed over the middle of the enemy pounce on! Seeing the enemy in front of him, fioni opened his mouth and revealed his sharp teeth like carnivorous fish. His hands pressed on the shoulder of the target like a pair of tongs, and the sharp teeth tore at the soft neck mercilessly! Dark brown flesh and blood had an indescribable smell of putrefaction, and the siren had only let these things stay in its mouth for a second, and had already felt regret. However, fioni still endured nausea, cold will be knocked down the enemy's neck wound, to ensure that there is no possibility of survival before squatting on the ground to retch.
Just as the siren paid for his wrong tactics, the last monster had already run away. Fioni looked up with a little saliva in the corner of his mouth. He knew that he could not stop the fleeing man from coming back with more of his kind. Fortunately, the sirens are not alone. The long whip, like a boa constrictor, twists its limbs in the air. Interestingly, the length of the whip should not have been so long, but the end of the whip appears in the back of the monster's brain as accurately as it crosses the space, smashing the fragile skull at once.
”You'd better make a reasonable explanation for your behavior, siren.” Fetish took back the whip, but did not withdraw the fighting posture. There was not much kindness in her eyes when she looked at fioni. Obviously, if the siren could not provide a reason that she could accept, the witch did not intend to tolerate his unauthorized action.
Facing the warden's question, the siren did not immediately respond. He just put away his weapons, went to the gravel on the salt line and looked down at the barnacle that the toad had thrown to the ground. It's a pity that this little guy has lost his vitality. Several pieces of the broken shell just pierced into its body. The coat that should have protected itself has become the direct cause of killing himself. This has to be said to be quite ironic. However, fioni reached out and picked up the barnacle's body and put it on the gravel beside the other barnacles. ”You talk in my head, don't you?”
The witch tilted her head. She was thinking whether fioni's actions were making excuses for her actions with poor acting skills, or whether the sea monster's brain was affected by the unknown elements here and had hallucinations. There's no reason why fitis would think so. She has observed these barnacles with magic vision long ago, but from the latter, she doesn't feel any magic reaction. In other words, whatever these barnacles are, they don't use magic. In that case, it's impossible to speak in other people's minds through magic as the caster does, isn't it? ”Please, don't hurt”Fitis almost subconsciously infuses magic into her pupils, eager to find the source of the sound in her mind. But just as she had confirmed for a long time, except that there was a slight magical reaction on the sea salt on the ground, the rest of the creatures showed a dim color in the magic spectrum. ”Don't look. They're not communicating with us through magic. If I'm right, they're supposed to do it by releasing spores like stuff
The tone of the siren is quite positive, because fioni has encountered similar situations in the sea. Many marine creatures such as shellfish and corals can't make sound or use body movements to communicate with their peers. Some of them do not even have hearing and vision. But the sea has given them another magical ability, that is, they can release tiny particles of information into the water, and let their thoughts follow the current to their fellow creatures. However, this method of information transmission is rather obscure, and even the erudite among the sea demons do not know much about it. Now, the medium used for transmitting water has changed from o'teng teapot to that of water.
”What are you?” The siren tried to ask in human language. However, he soon realized that even if the other party could talk to himself, most of his language could not be understood by barnacles. But the sea demon, does not have the ability to release information particles into the air. Interestingly, not long after fioni asked this question, he got a response.
”We, shell people.”