nbsp;The orcs grenadiers used more than a dozen flame sprayers to encircle the collapsed pit and burn fiercely.

Seeing them having fun, the magicians nearby threw fireballs into the pit one after another. In order to enhance the effect, some people brought in several strong winds.

As the saying goes, the fire uses the wind, and the wind helps the fire.

Suddenly, I saw that flame blasted into the air with a bang, and went straight to the sky.

Seeing this, the half-orcs fire-breathers were also mad at once, and all screamed wildly, as if they were going to compete with the magicians, desperately breathing out fire.

When they ran out of fuel, the bottom of the pit had already become a huge brazier, and the orange flames rose tens of meters high, tumbling and jumping constantly, which was very spectacular.

The blazing high temperature forced the orcs grenadiers to retreat. Although the 20-meter deep rock pit blocked most of the heat waves, the soldiers around could still feel the heat, as if standing at the crater of a volcano.

The fire evaporates all the moisture in the air. The dry air is very unpleasant, and the mouth and nose are dry and painful after a single breath, not to mention the smell of burnt meat.

The soldiers of the Skeleton Division were all grinning. Looking at their appearance, it would take a long time for them to be uninterested in eating barbecue.

The raging fire took more than an hour before it gradually weakened.

From time to time there was a crackling sound from the fire. It was the sound of a rock exploding after being grilled by a high temperature.

After the fire subsided, the soldiers of the Skeleton Division waited a long time before slowly stepping forward to clean the battlefield.

I saw the scorched monster corpses everywhere on the ground, curled up into a ball after being burnt, looking from a distance like black rocks.

The soldiers fitted their rifles with bayonets and checked them carefully to see if there were any monsters alive.

The method of their inspection is also very simple. Use a bayonet to stab it, and the one that does not move is dead, and the one that moves is alive, and then a few more stabs, or a mess of spears, until the monster stops moving.

The officers prefer the large-caliber python revolver in their hands to shoot those monsters cleanly.

Machine gunner Keir led the crowd back to the big pit again. I saw that the stones had been brittle by the fire, bursting into cracks.

He kicked the stone by the side of the pit carefully, and then was surprised to find that he kicked the stone to pieces with just a light kick.

Keir stood by the pit, poking his neck as far as he could, looking into the pit.

I saw that the bottom of the pit had turned into a black mass, and I couldn't see what was the stone or the corpse of the monster, all turned into ashes.

A huge hole was exposed in the pile of black ashes, and it seemed that the monster came out from there.

The Orc Grenadier who had just performed the fire-breathing mission was also eagerly squeezing to the side of the pit, bowing their heads to admire their brilliant achievements.

They were still carrying the flame sprayer on their backs, reluctant to take it down, and tossed and touched like a baby, and while touching, they smirked with ‘hehehe’.

As soon as the soldiers of the Skeleton Division saw the flame sprayer, they immediately made a bang, and they all hid far away.

They don't know if this thing is safe, if it goes off like a rifle, it would be great fun.

After retreating to the safety zone, the soldiers were curious to observe the flame sprayer on the back of the orcs, with expressions of awe on their faces.

This weapon is really terrible~!

Although it is not as far as a machine gun, if you think about it, people will be shuddering when you think about the taste of being burned to death by the flames.

I was hit by a gun, with a hole in my body at most. If you are lucky, you will die on the spot. If you are not lucky, you will almost die in the last few minutes.

If he was blessed by the God of Light, he would probably have his life back, but this kind of lucky guy is about the same as the kind priest in his heart, and the number is very rare.

And once it was burned by a flame sprayer, it was certain that he could not die at that time, and had to endure the severe pain of burning all over his body, struggling for a long period of time, until he was burnt seven mature, and finally liberated.

It must be a long and painful process.

Compared with it, giving someone a shot directly can be regarded as a benevolent act of righteousness.

The head of the Orc Grenadier was very satisfied with his results. He held the barrels of the flame sprayer in his hands and smiled happily. He was more than the big fat wife on the day of his wedding. be happy.

In fact, if it weren't for the fire on the muzzle of the flame sprayer, he would go up and give him a kiss.

Lord Lorraine glanced at the bottom of the pit and was not interested. There was a pile of burnt residue, and there was nothing to see.

He turned his head, looked at the grenadier commander who was happy to find the North by his side, and shook his head: it's good to be a stupid person~! Every day is able to be happy.

He paused, then asked: "Is the flame sprayer easy to use?"

"It's easy to use, it's so easy to use~!" The grenadier captain said with a big grin: "We should have one for each of our group."

Don't look silly with a smile, but don't treat the vulgar-looking half-orcs as fools. These puppies are full of peasant cunning. It's almost on the same level as the ground, and I want to pull in my grenadier regiment when I see any good things.

Lord Lorraine sneered, and asked: "Where is it easy to use?"

The grenadier captain touched his furry head for a while, and said affirmatively: "Cool, very cool, the flame sprayer burns so cool~!

It's just that there is too little oil, and it's gone if you haven't burned it. "

Lorraine smiled slightly and said, "Seeing that you have a lot of experience in using it. Go and write a report on the use of the Alchemy Research Institute. You must be more detailed.

"Huh?" The head of the grenadier group was immediately dumbfounded.

As half-orcs, their cultural level has always been very low, and what they fear most is writing. There is absolutely no problem with letting them fight or something. But as long as you talk about learning, all of them are scrambling.

But as the leader, his IQ is also very high.

He rolled his eyes and he had an idea in his mind.

Lord Lorraine saw through his ghost idea at a glance, and added: "No one is allowed to ghostwriter, and you have to write up to 10,000 characters."

The heads of the grenadier groups squeezed together bitterly, writing a report of 10,000 words, which was harder for them than hitting the lich with their fists.

After the new weapons are equipped with troops, there will be a long period of testing and improvement. Each use requires frontline soldiers to write detailed opinions and point out the strengths, weaknesses and deficiencies of the weapons, so that the Alchemy Institute at the rear can follow the feedback from the front. Improved.

If the frontline soldiers are not satisfied, the weapons will not be equipped. This is already an unbeatable rule in the Flying Eagle Group.

Lord Lorraine laughed happily, and said in his heart: Let you puppies waste, I don't know that the price of oil is very expensive now.

Vera didn't like the smell of the monster after it was burnt. This disgusting taste greatly affected her appetite.

Her pockets were filled with delicious beef jerky and muffins but couldn't eat them. It was undoubtedly a huge torture for Vera.

Vera simply stayed far away from the scene, covered her small mouth with one hand to block the disgusting taste, and slowly flipped through "The Fabre Demon Insect" with the other hand, looking for a description of this monster.

The characteristics of the monsters are very obvious, and Vera quickly found a record of them in the "Fabre Devil".

The person who wrote this book, uh...long, likes to travel and explore. The book he wrote is an encyclopedia of magic insects.

There is a detailed catalogue according to the type. Vera turned a few pages in the insect category and found what she wanted.

When Lorraine came over, Vera pushed the book in front of Lorraine, raised her head triumphantly, and asked Lorraine for credit.

Lord Lorraine curled his lips helplessly, flicked Vera's smooth forehead, and said angrily: "If I can understand the Dragon language, I still need you."

Vera stuck out her tongue playfully and smiled and said, "Oh, I forgot."

"Go back to clean up you at night." Sir Sir Lorraine smiled at Vera and said, "What is this thing called?"

Vera blushed, made a grimace at Lorraine, fingered the book, and slowly said: "The death knell beetle usually lives underground, lives in groups, and is an omnivorous animal. It has an attack on the creatures that enter the territory and reproduces quickly. Danger.

The main branch is in the Ash Wilderness..."

"Wait..." Lorraine interrupted Vera and asked, "Where is the Ash Wilderness?"

Vera tilted her head and pondered for a moment, and said, "The lower plane, you should be the devil."

I went there~!

Lord Lorraine thought for a moment, and said with a solemn expression: "So, this is also a demon creature?"

He turned his head and looked at the boundless wasteland: first the cave grabber, and now it is the death knell beetle. I wonder if there will be other weird and dangerous things behind.

It seems that the lair of the undead must be found as soon as possible, and then delayed. I don't know how many strange creatures will be transformed into the undead high priest and the lich.

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After eliminating the death knell beetle that appeared, Lord Lorraine investigated it briefly, and then took the Orc Grenadier and the mages to leave here and return to the sailfish camp.

A part of the Skeleton Division stayed behind to guard the pit.

There is a big hole at the bottom of the pit, I don't know if there will be monsters coming out of it.

The soldiers of the Skeleton Division set up machine guns by the side of the pit and guarded them in shifts at night.

Lord Lorraine promised them before he left that someone would deal with this problem soon.

After entering the night, the wind on the wasteland became even colder, and the temperature dropped to more than ten degrees below zero. The soldiers on duty wrapped in thick blankets, wrapped themselves with only a pair of eyes, and shrank beside the machine gun, watching The black hole below.

Although the winter clothes on their bodies are enough to withstand the severe cold, and they eat special high-calorie foods, they are still cold enough to feel their hands and feet.

In this case, people can't help but become a little dull.

The deputy who was guarding the machine gun kept smoking in his hand, and threw a cigarette **** at his feet, but he still couldn't stop the sleepiness, so he could only hold on with his eyes open.

The deputy could not help but doze off. Just as he rubbed his eyes, there seemed to be a black shadow flashing in front of him. He hit Ji Ling, jumped up and looked down, and at the same time pushed the machine gunner beside him hard.

During the whole day, the machine gunner was also in a daze. He was suddenly awakened by his comrades. He thought the bug rushed out again, grabbed the machine gun, yanked the bolt, and shouted, "Where is the monster?"

Pulling the bolt and the cry of the machine gunner also alarmed the others. The soldiers' first reaction was to jump up and pick up the guy and rush towards the pit.

But there was no movement at the bottom of the pit. It seemed that this was a **** false report~!

The big guys that provoke are all full of anger: it's usually cold, and it's so easy to warm up the bed, but they have to get up. Who can stand it?

However, immediately saw that the machine gunner was sprayed wildly by the company commander, and the cursing dog was bloody, but he couldn't help feeling a little sympathy for the bastard.

Maris, Morehouse Thoras was hidden in the shadow of Yin in the cave. He glanced up, and saw that the skeleton division soldier above hadn’t noticed it, and then turned his head and gave the young man beside him a fierce look. , Snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and walked quickly into the cave.

The little young man next to him smiled sullenly and said: "Accident, this is just an accident, Maris, listen to me, this is really an accident."

Maris said without looking back: "Flory, Gonzalves, you should be careful, and if something goes wrong, I will drive you back to Dragon Island."

Flory grimaced at Maris behind his back, and the scholar Maris muttered silently.

Maris in front said impatiently: "Are you coming? This is the nest of the death knell beetle. Just like the maze, be careful to get lost."

"Come here." Flory called, and hurriedly followed.

The cave is dark, but this does not affect the actions of the two people. The more you go inside, the heavier the humidity, and the surrounding caves show obvious signs of excavation. It can be seen that they were only recently punched out.

Flory resisted and exclaimed: "These little bugs are really amazing."

Maris snorted coldly and said, "When you see them, you won't think so."

Flory didn't know where to pull out a long sword, swung it twice, and said, "What are you afraid of? You are still worried about being eaten by them."

Maris simply closed her mouth and ignored him, but Flory was chattering, pulling him to talk along the way.

The speed of the two was very fast. After going forward for about a few miles, Maris suddenly raised his hand and said, "Stop~!"

Flory froze for a moment, and said: "What's the matter?"

"They are here."

A rustling came from the cave, and many animals were running towards them along the cave.

Maris suddenly accelerated and rushed forward, and Flory hurriedly followed.

After a few seconds, Flory saw the legendary death knell beetle. They were crowded with caves, the ground, rock walls, and cave ceilings, all with their black bodies, I was afraid there were no fewer than a few thousand.

Flory exclaimed, "Why so many?"

I'm afraid he can't kill him.

Maris raised his hands, and a piece of ice crystal suddenly appeared, sweeping the entire cave forward.

Where the ice crystal passed, the death bell beetle was instantly frozen, wrapped in a thick layer of ice, and turned into ice sculptures.

Maris went straight through the group of ice sculptures and said: "There is still ahead."

He rushed into the cave and disappeared after turning a corner.

Flory shrugged behind his back and whispered, "Cleanliness."

There were all death knell beetle corpses frozen by Maris along the way, and Flory followed the trail unhurriedly.

But at a fork in the road, the signs of freezing disappeared. Flory scratched his head, he yelled a few times, but he didn't hear Maris responding, and in desperation he chose a cave and walked in.

He went forward and didn't know how far he had gone. Suddenly, his eyes widened, revealing a huge cave.

In zhōngyāng of the cave, there is a rocky mountain like a pyramid, which is full of cavities, and countless death knell beetles have gotten in and out of it.

Flory screamed, then haha ​​laughed, and said to himself: "Marris, you scumbag, I found their nest first."

At this moment, countless death knell beetles flooded like him.

Flory put his finger on the blade, and the long sword suddenly lit up with flames. Then he clenched the hilt with both hands and swiped forward forcefully. A huge fire dragon soared from the blade, like a storm, sweeping across the cave.

The temperature of this flame is even higher than that of a flamethrower. The death knell beetle wrapped in the flame vaporizes directly without leaving any powder. The zhōngyāng monster nest tens of meters high burns violently, like a huge torch. Illuminated the huge cave.

Flory pulled up a sword flower, inserted the long sword back into its sheath, stretched his waist, and said, "It's easy to get the handwork. This salary is really easy. The guy Maris doesn't know where to drill. Do you want to wait? he."

Under the shining of the flame, Flory’s shadow was dragging long. He didn’t notice it. In his slightly swaying shadow, another black figure, lying on all fours like an animal, slowly approached him without making a sound. A little movement.

On the forelegs of the black figure, claws as sharp as a blade were exposed.

Only a few meters away, the narrow and pointed face of the black figure showed a weird expression, as if he was smiling, his mouth was three-petaled like an insect, slightly open, revealing sharp thorns.

This distance is enough for him, and he is sure to cut off his head before the person in front can react.

Ready to go, and then jumped up, waving his forelimbs to cut at the opponent's neck.

A cold light of pale blue slashed across the space in the cave and hit the black figure accurately, instantly turning him into a huge block of ice.

Flory in front heard the movement and turned around to see a figure wrapped in ice smashing towards him. He exclaimed, and fluttered to the side embarrassingly, hiding him.

The ice cube smashed on the ground, making a sound like glass shattering ~lightnovelpub.net~ and it broke into pieces, and the strange people wrapped in it became pieces like the ice cube.

Maris was still cold in her hands and walked over with a sullen face, and said: "What are you listening to during class? I don't know that there is an insect lord in the death bell beetle's nest. That is a high-level monster."

Flory touched his neck, wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh. He was almost attacked by a monster. If this were passed back, he would have to be laughed at for a lifetime.

"Also, I've been here a long time ago, just looking for this guy." Maris didn't even save the last bit of face to his companions, and said: "You can go back for business."

"Jie Jie..." At this moment, a dry and hoarse laughter suddenly sounded in the cave. The laughter came from all directions, and the position to deal with was erratic.

Maris and Flory were back to back, staring vigilantly around them.

"Two interesting little guys came here, and they know the Insect Lord. That's good, but since they are here, don't leave."

The black smoke swept across the cave, engulfing the two figures. (To be continued.)