Chapter 24 Devil's Poop

? Our motherland has been suffering from severe drought in recent years, so the grain production has been in a state of shortfall. Although people have not starved to death, ordinary people's lives are tight, so they need to consume a lot of food and wine. It is even listed as a controlled substance, and if you need to purchase it, you must go through a very strict review. Tianlai NovelWw’W． ’⒉

Therefore, the three bowls of wine promised by Sicily are also very attractive. After all, this thing is a scarce substance with a limit and cannot be bought with money. Secondly, Sicily is a powerful awakener after all, and being treated to dinner by him is also a very honorable thing.

And it is said that Sicily is also inextricably connected with the gangsters, and has a very wide network. This time he has established a friendship, there is no guarantee that nothing will happen to him next time.

In this case, a group of people really stepped up their efforts and continued to attack the giant barrick-level version. Even the long-range professions rushed forward to throw magic. They also saw it. As long as the attack is saturated to a certain extent, , this extremely disgusting giant monster in front of me will not be able to bear it.

Finally, their tireless attacks finally paid off. A giant Crick couldn't stand it any longer. Its surface actually began to melt, and a large number of blisters appeared. It looked like a plastic plate heated to a high temperature. At the same time, the disgusting sonic attack also stopped. After seeing this scene, this group of professionals undoubtedly became more excited and accelerated the attack frequency even more quickly...

Du Yuqi, who was watching this scene from a distance, also became excited. To be honest, he had only heard Jet and Gog's messengers repeatedly emphasize how awesome this thing was, but he had never seen its true power. !

Then I saw that the ugly giant Bar Creek-level version suddenly shrank, and then expanded rapidly, like a dead toad that had been dead for seven or eight days and was roasted on the fire. Of course, the volume must be a hundred times larger, and the appearance will be as weird as possible.

Just when the Giant Bar Creek-level version began to expand rapidly, Sicily suddenly felt a very ominous feeling, and he subconsciously shouted:

"Back off, back off!!!"

Then, a dull explosion of "Peng" was heard! This sound was definitely not like a simple explosion. To put it harshly or more realistically, it was like someone farting loudly underwater, and then the sound was amplified a hundred times.

Immediately afterwards, a giant Bark-level version exploded, and the terrifying airflow immediately began to spread in all directions. Although the unlucky ones surrounding him had made dodges in advance, they were still blown away. Eighty-eight, very embarrassed.

But this level of blowing up is not fatal.

Especially for powerful professionals, as long as they cannot be killed in an instant, powerful alchemy potions can quickly reduce their injuries. So Sicily, who was watching from the side, felt a little relieved, but then his nose twitched, and then he frowned:

"What the hell, what does this smell like!"

Because after the explosion, there was an indescribable stench! It's hard to describe what kind of smell exactly matches this stench. If Sicily were to describe it, it would be similar to the mixture of a drunk man vomiting in the gutter and boiling it for half an hour.

Immediately afterwards, as this giant stick exploded, the other two also exploded one after another. After the typhoon-like explosive air wave swept through, the group of pursuers finally realized the mysterious organization's face. In response to the helplessness and pain of the giant Bar Creek-level version, a series of painful groans began to spread like a plague.

"Oh!! Shit, my head hurts like it's going to split..."

"Oh my God, someone can wipe this thing off my face! I will thank him very much."

"Did I fall into a cesspit? What the hell is this!"

"I can't, I want to vomit, I really want to vomit... (bursting)."

"I can't stand still. I can't stand still. I've obviously drunk the healing potion. Why are there no signs of improvement at all?"

"The back of my hand is itching and hurting, what the hell is this, oh my god, it's getting into my skin!"

"..."

At this time, all the professionals who participated in the attack, even those who stood close without the attack, were splashed with a lot of light black viscous substance. Well, to put it simply, this thing is Yoneda Kou. Of course, It is Yoneda Kou who has been specially treated with voodoo magic.

The air wave when the Giant Bar Creek explodes is not intended to hurt people, but half of its purpose is to spread this thing--Gorg's messenger calls it "devil's poop".

Once this thing is sprayed on the skin, it is very difficult to remove it first, unless the flesh of the area where it was sprayed is cut off. The toxins in this thing will continue to invade the skin, making people feel painful and itchy. I can't wait to scratch it a few times, but if I do this, I will play into my heart. The toxins will invade more quickly through the scratched skin, and then cause large-scale ulcers, which will lead to complications such as fever, vomiting, coma, etc.

At the same time, "devil's poop" can also spread terrible plagues. This plague is said to originate from Di Ruigi and will quickly spread crazily with the infected source as the core. This is the fundamental reason why the mysterious organization has no choice but to evacuate.

In front of the overwhelming "devil's poop" splashed over the sky, even the professionals looked embarrassed, and some people were already vomiting. It did not have any unusually strong direct lethality, but this kind of indirect damage was like brown sugar. The killing mode is even more troublesome and extremely difficult.

At this time, the first thing that the recruited professionals thought of was not to continue chasing Du Yuqi and the others, but to leave this damn smelly place as quickly as possible, and then find a clean water source to scrub their bodies. Otherwise, they would Even they themselves began to dislike themselves!

"This damn little trick!" Sicily also had a bit of "devil's poop" splashed on his shirt sleeves. He was also deeply troubled by this damn thing. The indescribable sour smell was like a nightmare. It lingered around his body. Even if he tore off his sleeves and threw them away, the stench still lingered!

This is because the strong infiltration power of the devil's feces has already penetrated the shirt and soaked into the undershirt. Unless Sicily tore off his shirt sleeves as soon as he was hit, it would be too late to do so now.

It is not that the people present have never thought of spraying perfume, but it is still of no use. Devil's Shit perfectly showed them what penetrability is. To put it simply, after spraying perfume, the penetration of perfume Although the smell exists, the smell of devil's poop is still as outstanding as fireflies on a summer night. The two do not interfere with each other, perfectly explaining what it means to be inclusive...

There are at least twenty or thirty unlucky guys who were splashed with "devil's feces". Of course, they will not all lose their combat effectiveness. If these guys are on the hunted side, then I believe they will perform amazingly under the huge pressure. of combat power.

However, their goal at this time was to hunt down Master Xi. In this case, their fighting spirit and excitement had been completely eliminated. Not only that, they also became the laughing stock of the pursuers who caught up behind them, because The devil's poop is so smelly! ! And under such circumstances, the people who were ridiculed turned into mobile public toilets when faced with contemptuous looks, and they even wanted to find a place to dig a hole and bury themselves. Where could they have any fighting spirit?

So in this case, when this group of pursuers found out that three damn giant Bark-level versions appeared again in the middle of the Ginkgo Valley, you can imagine their mood, so they made a lot of weird remarks. There are also quite obvious excuses:

"Well, I think we can let the guys from before go. Anyway, they already have a lot of experience in dealing with this kind of big shit bucket."

"What kind of experience do you need to deal with this thing? All you need is courage. I will pass on my experience to you. Just rush forward and attack with all your strength!"

"I won't go anyway. I would rather go into battle with the lunatics of the Delos Empire a hundred times than be laughed at with the smell of shit all over my body!"

"...."

After seeing this scene, Sicily began to feel a headache. He felt that he was quite good at dealing with Nian Qi, bullets, explosions, and swords, but now he had to admit that when faced with this smelly shit, He really lacked both experience and means, and it was even impossible for him to shout out the explosive slogan "Warriors, charge with me"...

Because charging at the enemy with slogans like this will feel exciting, but rushing towards a pile of disgusting shit that can explode at any time will become the laughing stock of the ages! ! Facing a guy like this who would be disgusting if not beaten, but even more disgusting if beaten, it really makes people feel like they can only wail!

Finally, someone finally came up with a way to get the giant version of the Crick. .anｓ.c That is to gather magicians who are good at ice spells and freeze them. Although it seems that this thing has ice resistance. It was very high, but as long as it could freeze the giant barricade for a few minutes, it would be enough for them to pass.

I have to say that this is a good idea, and it seems to be very effective. However, the Giant Bar Creek-class version is also programmed to manually self-destruct, and one of Lin's men is monitoring this place with a sniper scope from a distance. , so when a group of people pinched their noses and rushed past the giant Bar Creek-class version in fear, it exploded inside the ice...

Then there was the scene of ice cubes and disgusting "devil poop" shooting everywhere. This time Sicily was not immune even though he was an awakened one! With a "chirp" sound, a large ball of devil's shit splashed onto his neck, and then seeped into his collar...

In the end, the only choice for the pursuers was to take a detour, and even if the professionals wanted to take a detour, it would mean spending at least four more hours. Plus the time spent at the entrance of the Ginkgo Valley, then at least More than five hours, and according to Du Yuqi and Lin's previous plans, the five-hour buffer time was enough for them to do a lot of things.

This included boarding a steamer from Suran to Northmar. fs23