Chapter 61 Dreaming at Night
At this time, the strength of my legs had not been fully recovered, so it was impossible to dodge, and it was difficult to use the long and short swords at close range. In desperation, I had no choice but to throw away my pawn to protect the chariot, and stretched out my left hand to block my head. Go up, but my heart is cold: It's over, it's over, my little left is going to die...
However, there were two soft clicks, but no pain came from my left hand. When I looked up, I realized that the demonized spider's pair of large claws were actually blocked by the cast iron gauntlet I wore on my left hand. The thing guarding this portal is really not fake. A short sword can easily break through the defense of the demonized spider, and a pair of cast iron gauntlets can also block the giant claw of the demonized spider!
Thinking about the iron piece I used at the beginning, and the tachi that later broke off, I have mixed feelings: It must have been born and raised in the dungeon, and the quality is good!
Having a good outfit will naturally boost your morale, and your energy level will increase several times.
The knight's sword is used as an auxiliary, and the dagger is the main force. The dance is whirring and strong winds are blowing.
Although there is no problem in catching a giant turtle with bare hands relying on the cast iron gauntlets, you still need to be careful. After all, the cast iron gauntlets can only protect the wrists, and other limbs cannot withstand any kind of tossing. If you are not careful, you may be hit by the sharp corners of the spider's legs. If caught, it will still be scratched and bleed.
I was like a scurrying rabbit, criss-crossing among several demonized spiders, with two swords, long and short, weaving a sword light in my hands.
In just an instant, more than a dozen spider legs of different lengths clattered to the ground, with a lot of slimy-looking internal organs mixed in between.
In this attack, four demonized spiders became heroic and turned into a black smoke, dissipated, and dropped seven silver coins, making a tinkling sound.
The rest of the demonized spiders had few legs left in total and were struggling to escape.
How could I, who was short of money, give up such a good opportunity to destroy them all with just a few swords?
He picked up the exploded objects one by one and made a rough calculation. In addition to a dozen silver coins, there was also a demonized spider's claw and a piece of demonized spider's carapace.
I don't know exactly what the turtle is used for, but I like its carapace.
We have just tested the toughness of the demonized spider's limbs. It is difficult for a knight's sword to completely penetrate it. In other words, the toughness and solidity of the carapace are quite good.
The only drawback is its color, which is yellowish. If it is placed on the body, it will easily be regarded as a puddle of excrement stuck to the body. This will not only hinder the eyesight, but also affect the appearance of the team.
After thinking about it, I decided to send it back to the guild for recycling.
Without the mobile backpack of Xiaozhi, I had to put all the gold coins and materials into the backpack and carry it myself.
Sometimes I envy those adventurers who carry magic backpacks. Although they contain the same amount of things, with the blessing of magic, the weight of the backpack will be reduced a lot, especially those magic backpacks made by masters. It is said that the weight of the goods can be ignored Excluding.
However, these are beyond my control. It’s not that the other party’s prices are too high, but I am short of money.
I rested for a while and felt the time. It was almost dusk, and my teammates should have gone home for dinner. Originally, I was empty and groaning, but when I thought about the debt I still have with the boss lady, Sighing, I decided to continue going deeper.
Not a few meters away, a demonized spider attacked me. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and avoided its sharp claws, otherwise I would have had two more bloody holes in my shoulders.
Without giving it a second chance to attack, he slashed with the dagger, cutting it into several pieces.
Not far forward, a few smaller ones jumped out from behind the bluestone and attacked me. Although I was mentally prepared, the bluestone blocked the way and made it difficult to dodge. I still got a few wounds from them. Even the newly replaced gauze on the left arm was cut open. Fortunately, it was wrapped thick enough and did not hurt the skin, but a black pattern on the arm was vaguely visible.
I looked at the exposed pattern with concern. Fortunately, there was only one, so it shouldn't be in the way, so I felt relieved.
The further inside I went, the more alert I became. The demonized spider was different from the monsters I had encountered before. This creature was very cunning and liked to hide in the dark and carry out sneak attacks.
Not only that, they are also very good at choosing the right time to attack, often waiting for their prey to turn its back to them before striking instantly.
There are many parts to attack, but they seem to prefer the back of the neck, which is indeed one of the most vulnerable and deadly parts of human beings. God knows whether this is instinctive consciousness or the accumulated experience after killing countless adventurers.
Although the demonized spider is cunning and vicious, and its attacks are hidden, that doesn't mean its sneak attacks are seamless.
The biggest flaw is the sound.
Whenever a demonized spider approaches, there will always be a soft rustling sound, like grains of sand turning on cardboard.
As long as you grasp this, it is not difficult to avoid their sneak attacks.
However, this trick is not very suitable for demonized spiders hidden behind bluestones or lurking in potholes and grooves.
Although the rock walls of the eleventh floor are uneven, the color is generally the same, belonging to the light gray series, while the carapace of the demonized spider is dark gray, and the contrast between light and dark is clear at a glance, at least so far.
I stabbed to death a demonized spider lying in a groove disguised as the ground, and I sat down on the ground.
Since I had not prepared temporary dry food for the march before, there was nothing in my backpack except gold coins and water. I touched my stomach that made a strong protest sound, but I really didn't have the strength to continue marching.
I looked at the yellow and green remnants of the spider's internal organs in the groove. This thing looked so bad that I couldn't eat it. I had to admire the man who stood at the top of the food chain in his previous life. He could eat any bug that came into his mouth. It smells like chicken.
He took off his backpack and counted the contents: a total of more than ninety silver coins, four demonized spider claws, three demonized spider legs, and a piece of shit-yellow carapace.
I can probably sell it for two gold coins if I make do with it.
After resting for a while, he slowly climbed up from the ground, held his sword, and walked back unsteadily.
Out of professional habit, I did not let down my guard on the way back. Not to mention, there were actually three or five demonized spiders jumping out of nowhere to attack me.
Fortunately, I didn't go back because I was exhausted, otherwise, I would have fallen here.
When I walked out of the dungeon portal, it was already past dusk, the sky was dark, and the merchants and taverns were still brightly lit.
I sold the materials at the adventurer base and got three gold coins.
Looking carefully at the transaction list, I saw that the shit-yellow carapace was worth two gold coins, which was beyond my expectation.
He handed one of the installments of the meal payment together with the interest to the proprietress, cursed "profiteer" in his heart, and then walked home unsteadily with the remaining one gold coin and more than ninety silver coins in his pocket.
That night, I dreamed of so many shit-yellow carapace falling on my body, which made me smile from ear to ear.
I didn’t know until the next day that Uncle Zach’s one-year-old baby son miraculously climbed onto my quilt last night and really left me a pool of orange poop.