Chapter 349 Coil Attack

After turning into a python, he will use the senses of a python, so his eyesight is greatly reduced, but fortunately, he can still see the food reserves clearly, which is basically enough.

The sense of smell and hearing are much stronger than before. Even with his eyes closed, Zhao Mai can still outline the entire surrounding environment. Zhao Mai knew all about what kind of small animals had passed through this place and what kind of traces they had left behind. With the help of the natural force, he can distinguish the classification of surrounding species from the perspective of the python, especially when applying the classification method of "edible" and "inedible", there will never be any mistakes.

In addition to helping move, the scales on the python's abdomen can also identify the surrounding situation through the tremors of the ground. Before he rolled up the food reserves and moved forward, he could even clearly feel its heartbeat, breathing and intestinal peristalsis. It can discover the internal structure of animals through this sense of touch, allowing it to exert its powerful squeezing ability.

There has never been a python in the Forbidden Forest, but the dangerous aura it exudes is enough to scare away most animals. Animals rely on size, taste in their mouths, color changes on their bodies, and sharp parts such as teeth and claws to demonstrate strength and form first impressions. When animals see a huge python, they will immediately associate it with the venomous snakes they have seen. Pythons are not venomous, so the patterns on their bodies are not bright, which makes the animals relax. But its huge size was enough to correct the illusion that it was harmless. Zhao Mai saw more than one animal being scared to death along the way.

A bobcat probably didn't wake up, or simply fainted from hunger. It jumped down from the branch and pounced on Zhao Mai's head. If it is a python, it will immediately roll, curl, wrap and squeeze, and then devour it. Zhao Mai didn't have much time to spare. He arched his body and flicked his tail, sending the lynx flying into the air. Reserve Liang, who had been looking forward to a fight, sobbed softly, feeling dissatisfied with losing such a game opportunity.

The bobcat rolled several times on the ground and hit the tree trunk hard. It stood up, chirped, raised its tail and fled.

A dog and a snake walked through the forbidden forest, following the scent. Although Zhao Mai's ability to identify smells has improved thousands of times after becoming a python, he cannot find clues through smell like a real python. In this regard, he still needs a lot of imitation and training. It's like having the same muscle group, but someone can do a giant swing and someone else can't even do a pull-up. Every ability of an animal has been forced out by the environment over a long period of time and can only be mastered after repeated training.

The longer he chases, the more Zhao Mai can determine which flavor he is tracking. He was very sure that the attacker was not a human, but he must be a spell caster. He could smell a faint smell of magic medicine. The other person smelled of wrinkled clothes, as if a washed shirt had been thrown into the closet without being dried and left to sit there for two months.

Or is it more like a dormitory with no windows open for a month?

The python that Zhao Mai turned into shook his head, hissed, and continued to chase after the four legs of the food reserve. The smell ahead is getting clearer and clearer, and it seems that we will catch up soon. At this time, Reserve Food slowed down, lowered his body, and put his tongue into his mouth to demonstrate to the python. It swept the python's face with its tail, that is, Zhao Mai's face... Zhao Mai rolled his eyes. He only changed his appearance and did not reduce his intelligence. How could he have the courage to reserve food and actually try to become a tactical commander?

The smell is just behind the bushes. It should be a short man about forty centimeters tall, with a pair of flat ears that are higher than the top of his head. Under the huge head is a small body, with short and thin arms sticking out.

House elf? Zhao Mai immediately thought of this possibility. The food reserve stuck out his tongue to the left and moved to the right. Stupid dog, wouldn't it be a waste of time to outflank him? Wouldn't it be over if he just pounced on me? After Zhao Mai's words left his throat, he just made a hissing sound, which was heard by the other party.

"Charge bravely!" Accompanied by a battle cry, the elf jumped over from the bush, waving the wand in his hand: "Total Stone... Ouch, what is this?!"

The light of the wand went out again the moment it burst out. The elf jumped twice on one leg in front of Zhao Mai, then held the wand in front of his nose with both hands, widened his eyes, and stared at the red and black python. His pupils were straight and trembling.

The food reserve circled back from the right, baring its teeth at the house elf. "Oriental dogs!" The elf obviously recognized the reserve food and immediately waved his wand and muttered a spell.

Zhao Mai suddenly rushed up, hit the elf's hand holding the wand hard with the snake's head, then bit it with his mouth and snatched the wand away. Unlike other wizards, Zhao Mai is very aware of the magical abilities of this kind of house elves and knows that they can cast spells even without a wand.

So the thick python body pressed directly up, slid along its neck, circled around the shoulders and then tied a knot around the elf's waist. If the elf tried to speak, the snake scales would hit his mouth; if the elf tried to wave his arms, he would find that they were tightly entangled and could not move at all. The giant python coiled itself up, and the elf was the poor creature trapped in the center of the whirlpool. Its open mouth was also pressed down by the python's body. It wanted to bite but couldn't, and could only squeeze out sad tears from its eyes.

Reserve Liang walked up to the elf on the coiled body of the python and barked three times in a mighty manner, as if he was the boss. Zhao Mai hammered the food reserves with a snake's head, and then used psychic powers to speak to the elf.

"Answer my question or I'll bite you! If yes, just blink, if no, blink hard."

The elf blinked hard.

Zhao Mai twisted his head, opened his mouth wide and pointed at the bush next to him. The White Walker's ice spit out from its mouth, and soon a layer of frost hung on the branches and leaves of the shrub. "Last warning, don't play tricks. No matter what your mission is, you can't complete it once you're dead."

The little elf looked at the python and blinked.

"Did you cast a petrification spell to attack Ms. Ellerbella?" Blinking.

"Did you attack other tutors?" The elf blinked, paused for a moment, and then blinked hard.

"In other words, only some of it was done by you, and some of it was not?" The elf said with a wink.

"Who is your master?" The elf's eyes widened and he did not dare to move his eyelids for fear of answering this question.

House elves absolutely obey their masters, especially when given explicit orders. Their race has been enslaved and domesticated for generations, becoming vassal servants of wizards and spending their lives in hard work and self-punishment. They have good magical abilities, many are even more powerful than wizards, but they are "doomed" to be miserable.

Zhao Mai began to use his spiritual charm to make the elf think that he was his closest friend. The elf was tricked, but still refused to reveal who his master was. It punished itself hard and slammed its teeth into Zhao Mai's scales.