Fortunately, the vegetation deep in the Holy Mountain is very dense.

But there are no large totem beasts that can threaten the strong orcs.

This is because the space inside the Holy Mountain is extremely unstable, and large totem beasts that are more than a hundred arms long are often torn into pieces by the gaps in the space.

Therefore, most of the indigenous people who have lived here for thousands of years are small totem beasts such as snakes, insects, rats, and ants.

Although they heard the movement in the center of the valley, these snakes, insects, rats and ants also poked their heads out from the rock cracks and the ground, carefully spying on the Tiger King's hunting team.

However, the strong and pungent smell of blood emanating from the orc warriors, as well as the broken and pulpy corpses of the "anglers" scattered in the swamps and rock walls, all warned snakes, insects, rats and ants to stay away from these ferocious wolves.

The further away the tigers and leopards are, the better.

Therefore, the next section of the road hidden in the mire was a smooth ride.

Although the mire gradually becomes deeper, many times, hunters have to trudge through waist-deep mud.

However, they never awakened any of the remains of the evil puppet, nor did they encounter the second team of "anglers" who didn't open their eyes.

In this way, after trekking for more than half an hour deep in the valley.

The valley gradually becomes wider.

The rocks on both sides parted again, revealing a large area of ​​gray sky.

The trumpet-shaped valley mouth was close at hand, and the silt gradually became shallower. The remains of the evil puppets embedded in the silt appeared sparse, and were no longer as dense as in the center of the valley.

"Jackal" Canus told everyone that as long as they pass through the last swamp, they can reach a relatively dry and safe forest and rest for a while.

After hearing these words, the hunters, whose feet were gradually pulling out of the mud, finally relaxed a little bit from their tense nerves.

Many people couldn't help but bend down and wipe away the mud covering their feet.

At the same time, massage the twitching muscles to relieve the fatigue of the legs, which is like being filled with molten iron.

Just then, someone exclaimed.

When everyone looked back, they found that the tiger warrior's calves were covered with round leeches.

These leeches were a deep purple color like a rotting corpse, with disgusting gray stripes wrapped around their surface. They used their extremely sharp ring-shaped mouthparts to bite the tiger warrior's calf firmly.

Probably because the mouthparts of the leech contained nerve-paralyzing bodily fluids, and the hunters focused all their attention on the remains of the evil puppet, they did not even notice the presence of the leech.

It was only at this moment that everyone discovered that not only this unlucky tiger warrior, but almost everyone's legs were densely covered with ugly little devils.

Judging from their bulging to crystal clear bodies, these greedy little devils have been nailing them for a long time and sucking up their blood.

"Whoosh!"

The angry lion warrior who was the first to find that his legs were covered with leeches quickly drew out his dagger and subconsciously picked it up on his legs.

Turanze's leeches absorb the power of totems and feed on the corpses of warriors and ferocious beasts. After long-term evolution and mutation, they are not just able to suck blood.

Many species of leeches can inject special anesthetics and digestive enzymes into the prey's body, slowly dissolving the prey's flesh and blood into pus. Then, they will get in and feast, and use the nutrients provided by the prey to give birth to offspring in the prey's body.

,reproduce.

In the most exaggerated case, a giant mammoth with more than a hundred arms may be cannibalized into an empty skin by leeches.

When a behemoth that has suffered misfortune falls to the ground and is torn apart, there are often not even a few bones left inside the skin, not to mention the internal organs.

There were only tens of thousands of wildly wriggling leeches, pouring out like a flood from a bursting embankment...

No matter how brave orc warriors are who are not afraid of death and take pride in dying tragically, they will shudder deeply at the thought of such a dirty and dishonorable death.

Not to mention the super leeches deep in the holy mountain must be more ferocious and weird than the outside world. Isn't the "angler" just now bigger and more ferocious than the outside world?

No wonder when they found that their legs were covered with leeches attracted by the blood of "anglers", their first reaction was to use daggers to pick them out.

To prevent these little devils from getting too far into your own flesh and blood.

"don't want!"

The Tiger King and Wolf King were startled by the actions of their subordinates and broke out in cold sweat, almost shouting in unison.

But it was still too late for them to call.

And the weapons King Tiger carefully selected for his subordinates for this hunting operation were too sharp.

Every dagger that is mainly used as a tool is selected from the best quality that has been tempered for thousands of times.

Even before the tip of the blade touched the leech, the sharp edge that shot out from the spine had already lightly scratched a gash on the leech's back.

In their lifetimes, these leeches have never encountered so many strong prey in the swamp and sucked such sweet blood.

The result of the crazy sucking was that their bodies were filled with orc blood that was several times heavier than their own weight, and they turned into trembling, shiny, fat worms that exploded at a touch like balloons filled with water.

The tiger warrior's reaction was quick enough. He instantly realized that he had done something stupid and stopped abruptly.

But his blood still shot out like arrows along the hair-thick cracks on the fat insect's back that were torn by sharp edges.

The tiger warriors on both sides hurriedly stretched out their hands to fish it out.

Almost half of the blood arrows were caught.

However, there were still a few drops of blood that were almost invisible to the naked eye, leaking from the gaps between their claws and dripping gently into the calm mire, almost without causing any ripples.

For a moment, except for the Tiger King and the Wolf King, almost everyone's heart stopped beating.

The blood from all over the body of the orc warriors poured into the eyeballs and ear canals, causing the vision and hearing to reach the limit. They searched extremely nervously for the movement of the remains of the evil puppets around them.

The sparse remains of the evil puppet seemed to be still sleeping here and there.

The few blood beads that fell into the mud quickly dispersed and disappeared without a trace.

This made the orc warriors somewhat lucky.

Optimistically, I believe that the blood droplets that fell into the mire were too small and few, just a few insignificant wisps of blood.

And the remains of the evil puppets have been sleeping for too long, and those mysterious and complicated gears and pipes have long been rusted and blocked, causing the ability of these killing angels to sense their enemies to be greatly weakened or even exhausted.

But just when their hearts started beating again.

Everyone heard strange buzzes coming from all directions.

No, not in all directions.

This beep seemed to come directly from the depths of their brains, and hit back and forth on the inside of their skulls, giving them splitting headaches. They could hardly muster their will to fight, and they could not remember anything that should have been integrated into their blood.

Develop conditioned reflex combat skills.

They didn't have time to be shocked.

The tiger warrior who scratched the leech and squeezed out the blood suddenly had seven or eight shining, constantly moving light spots on his body.

If you observe carefully, you can find that each light point comes from a weak beam of light.

The source of the light is the remains of evil puppets scattered around!

"Whoosh!"

Before anyone had time to make any move, the Tiger King had already thrown out the "Blade of Fury" that was wrapped around his body and made from the hardest bone of the Tiger Clan's patriarchs.

It is like a skeletal dragon-like peerless vicious sword. The gaps between each joint have been stretched to the limit, turning it from an indestructible heavy sword into a flexible long whip. It is neither light nor heavy, and it can be wrapped with incomparable precision.

The waist of this tiger warrior.

Tiger King yanked hard.

The tiger warrior rose into the air and flew towards the forest beyond the swamp.

The seven or eight beams of light staring at him suddenly became a hundred times brighter, forming a criss-crossing net, covering his head and head.

Although the Tiger King's timely dragging helped the tiger warrior avoid the fatal attacks targeting the eyebrows, temples, heart and abdominal cavity.

But the frantic shooting death light still effortlessly swept through the base of the tiger warrior's limbs.

The tiger warrior was still dancing in mid-air.

His arms and legs, which were not protected by the totem armor, were cut off at the root.

The huge wound was as smooth as a mirror, and the broken blood vessels were instantly cauterized and closed by the death light, without even a drop of excess blood flowing out.

Just like this tiger warrior, he was born with only a bare body.

And his scattered limbs were cut repeatedly by the death ray, turning into pieces no larger than the size of a fist.

Snap!

This tiger warrior fell heavily under a big tree outside the swamp.

Although the pain from the wound could not be transmitted to the depths of his brain through the curled nerves.

But the fear of instantly losing his limbs and being unable to fight again still made this tiger warrior scream hysterically.

However, no one cared about the feelings of such a fierce tiger warrior at this time.

All the sensory organs of everyone are locked on the "Gurgling" bubbling, like a killing machine rising from the ground and rising to the surface of the boiling mire.

The remains of seven or eight evil puppets surrounding the jackals, tigers and leopards are awakening.

The crystals embedded deep in the gears and pipes bloomed with dazzling light again.

This light was like a flame flowing everywhere, quickly covering the entire body of the evil puppet's remains, burning away the moss, rust and dirt that had covered it for thousands of years, revealing a brand-new metallic luster and delicate, silky lines of the magic circle.

Gears spin, pipes tremble, and the power originating from the depths of the holy crystal is output to the end of the tightly structured killing machine through a series of mysterious and complicated transformations and amplifications.

The remains of these evil puppets are like slowly blooming flower buds, one after another unfolding their flexible limbs, swords, guns, swords and halberds rippling with holy light, and one after another that can gather the holy light to the limit and then shoot it out in a directed manner.
Chapter completed!