Chapter 358 Poison Gas

The strange insects in the grass were first blinded by the "Flashing Dust", and then trapped by the fire ignited by the "Burning Hand". Burned alive.

Qiao An heard bangs and bangs from time to time in the fire, as if they were firing a cannon, and guessed that the ones trapped in the fire were probably "bomb beetles", also known as "farting beetles".

The high-temperature, high-pressure airflow ejected from these strange insects is astonishingly lethal, but at the moment they are caught in a sea of ​​flames, no matter how loud their "farts" are, they will not be able to change their fate of being burned into coke.

The wildfire along the river grew stronger and spread rapidly downwind. Joan noticed that there were weeds and dried logs everywhere, and he couldn't help but secretly regret lighting the fire.

If the fire gets out of control, the entire sawmill will be in danger. Of course, the pests will be burned out, and the sawmill may not be able to survive.

Fortunately, Conti noticed that the river was on fire, and after assisting Gray to kill the three big stag beetles, he ran over in a hurry, continuously cast "water making" to "artificial rainfall", and finally extinguished the gradually out-of-control fire in time.

While Kandy cast a spell to put out the fire, Joan looked enviously at the side.

"Creating Water" is just a very simple 0-ring trick for druids, and Kandy can cast it at will, but it is too difficult to create the same effect with arcane magic, at least Joan can't do it now, I can only watch Kandy busy on the sidelines, and I can't help at all.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think about it. I shouldn't be casting fire spells in such a place full of wood."

After extinguishing the fire, Joan apologized to Kandy with some embarrassment.

Conti wiped his sweat, suppressed a smile and pretended to be disappointed.

"I thought it was because you had me as a 'firefighter' by your side that you set fire without any hesitation. It turns out that I overestimated my status in your eyes! It's so disappointing!"

Joan was stunned by her scolding, but after thinking about it carefully, Kandy's words seemed to make sense.

Anyway, with her little "artificial rainfall" expert by my side, no matter how much I play with fire, I don't have to worry about causing a fire. What else is there to worry about?

"I didn't even expect that there would be such tactical cooperation. Fortunately, you reminded me."

Joan looked at Kandy gratefully.

"What kind of tactics? I just said it casually just now, just to tease you."

Conti laughed, sweat and soot unable to hide the smugness on his face.

Qiao An was stunned and speechless for a moment, and couldn't figure out which sentence she said was sincere and which sentence was a joke. She shook her head and walked away helplessly.

Kandy chased after him with a smile, and took his hand actively.

Seeing her smiling so sweetly, Joan no longer wondered what was going on in this naughty girl's little head, as long as she was happy anyway.

This fire burned up the grass around the operating table of the "Hydraulic Saw".

Joan and Kandy searched around the smoky ruins, and found 7 insect corpses in total, 6 of which were about three feet long, with red heads and black armor, apparently "bomb beetles".

In addition, there is a smaller insect corpse, similar in size to a cat, with a dark red carapace.

Conti guessed it was an immature "bomber beetle".

Joan doesn't think so.

It's a pity that the corpses of the insects have been burnt, and it is impossible to identify the true colors, let alone the specific species, so I have to put aside my doubts for the time being and continue to search for the pests hidden in the sawmill.

Next, Jamie was still exploring the way ahead, and Joan and Conti trailed behind Jamie side by side. Gray carried the mace after he broke it, and kept the formation and proceeded cautiously along the river bank.

Jamie sniffed out the unique smell secreted by the pests and gave a low growl to warn. Joan calculated the general location of the pests based on the response of the magic siren, and then threw two bottles of insecticide to drive away the bugs hiding in the grass come out.

Conti and Gray are the main "thugs" of this small team.

If there are only two or three strange insects jumping out of the grass, Kandy does not need to use precious spell slots to throw a boomerang to hit a distant target, and use the special effect of the "Frost" enchantment of the boomerang to make it slow.

Gray prefers melee combat, so he swung a big stick and rushed straight up to hit his head. Even the staghorn beetle with the hardest carapace could not withstand this giant's stick, let alone the weaker bomb-throwing beetle, which had not had time to lift its butt and launch The "cannonball" was smashed into meatloaf by the falling mace.

Joan, Conti, Jamie, and Gray cooperated tacitly and spent two hours cleaning up the grass around the sawmill. During this time, they hunted and killed no less than 30 strange insects of various types, and their side remained unharmed.

The pests in the grass have been wiped out, and it is the turn of the piles of logs that are piled up like mountains. Still using the old method, Jamie will explore the way ahead, using his sensitive nose to search for pests lurking near the log pile.

The search operation initially went well.

Giant stag beetles and bomber beetles can also hurt, but their diet is similar to that of their smaller insect counterparts, mainly eating plant fibers to survive.

Tiny insects only need a single leaf to fill their stomachs, while huge giant insects need more abundant food sources. Piles of logs drying in the open air are undoubtedly their dream canteen—for example, mice must be indispensable in a rice warehouse. Most of the giant worms settled around the pile.

Jamie drove out the bloated vermin, and Joan, Candy and Gray then attacked and killed the vermin one by one.

Pushing forward in this way, Jamie came to a shaded place near the courtyard wall. Jamie stopped, with a puzzled look in his eyes, buried his head in the log pile, sniffed and sniffed, and suddenly shook, staggering in an abnormal manner.

"Jamie, what's the matter?" Candy asked in surprise.

Jamie turned around and shook his head, as if trying to dispel the uncomfortable feeling, but just took two steps forward before collapsing, and passed out inexplicably.

"What's wrong with Jamie?" Conti looked at Joan blankly, "Did you notice any unusual movement?"

Joan stared at the tentacles of the digger in his hand, moving up and down, left and right, but the tentacles remained stationary, and did not receive any signal from any dangerous creatures approaching.

"This is really strange. How could Jamie pass out so well? Could it be that he was sick?"

Conti approached the half-breed winter wolf, knelt down and stroked its head, then opened its eyelids to observe its pupils.

"The heartbeat and breathing are normal, and it looks like he is asleep...Huh? What does this smell like?"

Conti wrinkled her nose, suddenly felt dizzy, and fell down on the grass involuntarily.

Joan noticed that she looked strange, realized that something was wrong, and rushed over to drag her up.

Conti stood there precariously, as if on a violently pitching ship.

His dull eyes and flushed cheeks made him look like he was drunk.