Elf Dark Insect Master

Chapter 482 Spider silk, changing machine

However, after just a few minutes of flying, they noticed something was wrong.

"and many more!"

"Why is the fog getting thicker and thicker in the sky!"

"Hurry up and get down!"

"There's blood on the ground, there's blood on the ground!"

An accident happened again. The starry sky above them disappeared without knowing when. The road in the thick fog in front of them was still clear, but the thick fog above was getting closer and closer. They had to lower their altitude. But unexpectedly, a sharp-eyed ranger was the first to see it. When it reached the ground, there were spots of blood.

At this time, it was clear that there were no stars in the sky above, but all directions in the forest did not fall into darkness because of this. It was extremely strange that it still seemed to be illuminated by the moon, with moonlight spreading everywhere.

The moonlight could be seen falling like water from more than ten meters around where they were, and in the distance was darkness and a light mist.

But as long as they continue to move forward or in any direction, the range of the moonlight seems to move as they move, and the farther places will naturally extinguish, just like actors on the stage being illuminated by the lighting engineer.

If it were under a normal environment, this would only be caused by the range of light, and the reason would not be strange. But in this place that was isolated by thick fog, the situation became weird.

The life that had finally been seen was suddenly cut off again.

Although a rescue team may be sent to the camp, can they really find people like them?

And in this damn place, they all knew that during the whole day, they didn't see any fruit trees or edible flowers and plants!

This means that if they can't find food within a few days, they will be too hungry to walk and may very well starve to death.

At this moment, Wutong's thoughts changed rapidly, and he knew that he had reached a critical moment.

He looked at the faces of the people around him and understood that there was nothing he could do at this time, and there was no need to consider the overall situation.

"I think chasing up the blood trail is the only way out. Which of you wants to chase with me?"

Wutong faced the other people who had stopped around and proposed to part ways in a very firm voice. He had already seen that some people simply did not have enough courage to face this situation.

He is not a holy mother. In this situation where he is being played with and seems to have lost hope, he has strengthened his self-confidence and no longer worries about gains and losses and thinks too much about life and death like before.

This weird situation will only get worse in the future if we can't find a way to change it as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Wutong couldn't help but think of a movie called The Mist that he had seen on Earth before. The male protagonist in it was just as decisive and rational as to survive. However, in the end, the tragic ending actually killed the whole family. Instead, it was ordinary women who relied on illusory beliefs to take care of their children. Fortunately, he escaped from the foggy town. This ending made fun of countless viewers who originally thought that the male protagonist could finally get a happy ending with several key protagonists.

However, he knew that no matter how many times he asked the male protagonist to choose again, that man would still only choose that path. It was an inevitable choice derived from various factors in the face of a specific environment and the character shaped by his birth and upbringing experience.

Wutong now knows that he is in the same situation. Faced with this situation, he will not pray to any existence. In the end, he will only choose to rely on himself and try his best to find a way to break the situation.

"Are you crazy? If you follow the blood trail, you will definitely encounter monsters in the fog!"

"Wutong, calm down, it's best for us to stop and wait for rescue."

"If you want to go, go alone, we don't want to accompany you to death!"

Most people think this is a stupid behavior or they don't have the courage to choose. Even Shirou frowned and persuaded: "Wutong, chasing blood stains is too dangerous. Major changes happen after nightfall. I think It’s best for us to wait until daylight before taking action.”

"..."

Wutong looked at these people and sighed in his heart.

"I'll go with you!"

But at this moment, to his great surprise, someone actually responded. This person was not Hitoshi, whom he had taken care of, but another ranger with whom he didn't usually communicate much.

He looks sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a peaked cap to cover his forehead and eyes, and wearing a ranger's green jacket uniform and trousers. He is neither fat nor thin, with brown hair and strange lavender eyes, which are intense. The color difference is impressive.

"let's go!"

Wutong stopped talking nonsense with these people and waved towards this person who didn't know whether he was a man or a woman.

"and many more!"

But at this moment, it was not Shirou but Hitoshi who shouted. He stared at the ranger who was following Wutong and said loudly: "This man has to keep his eagle! We can There aren’t many flying elves left in the first place, so if you two want to leave, all you need is a flying eagle."

As soon as he said this, Wutong looked at Renzhi in surprise. He never thought that this guy would be the first to cause trouble for him. He had tried to take care of this unpopular guy a few times before, but instead he was thought of as his own. Is he a good person who is easy to bully?

In this situation, he immediately looked at the expressions of the others. What chilled him was that the others, including Shirou, either clearly agreed or vaguely did not intend to speak, but they clearly did not object. Hitoshi's words.

"Give it to them! Let's leave immediately!"

Wutong narrowed his eyes slightly, quickly glanced at everyone, and then landed on the person who planned to follow him. His hoarse voice was urgent and powerful. The courage he showed at this time completely made people feel that he had a maturity that was far different from his body. Even the body looks like that of a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old.

The man lowered his head slightly, gritted his teeth and remained silent for a few seconds. He still took out an elf ball belonging to Bi Diao, but did not give it to anyone else. He handed it to Wutong.

Wutong was a little surprised, but he still took it, and then, under the gazes of others who suddenly became nervous, he decisively threw it towards Shirou.

"Okay, let's go."

This time, Wutong really didn't want to delay any longer. He vaguely felt that these people were no longer normal. According to the previous weirdness, it was not just psychological reasons. If there was any extraordinary energy that affected these people's thoughts, he would not Feel surprised.

The original owner of Bi Diao abandoned his elf and decisively sat behind Wutong Bi Diao.

After the telepathic command, Bi Diao immediately started to fly away from here according to the trainer's idea. With a few flaps of its wings, it was already ten meters away.

After more than ten seconds, the people behind him disappeared without a trace. Wutong didn't even look back. He just concentrated on looking at the front and the left and right sides. At the same time, he said: "Look at the back."

"My name is Feng." The answer coming from behind was a bit dissatisfied.

"Okay, but I want to ask, what did you see when you left with me?" Wutong was startled for a moment, but it's not too strange. People who dare to leave the big team and take risks on their own will definitely not be too normal. .

So he didn't ask why Feng would be so decisive as to leave him alone and follow him. He didn't think that the other party believed in him. I'm afraid Feng followed up based on his own judgment. It would be too self-righteous to say that he trusted.

"Except for the elves in their hands and their forest ranger knowledge, those people are just ordinary people. I can see that a few of them are about to collapse." Feng's voice explained the reason lightly.

"So, you think you are not an ordinary person?" Wutong replied casually, his eyes still focused on the blood stains in front of him, and at the same time, his telepathy made Bi Diao fly slower.

The blood stains formed a route bit by bit, and now he was sure that this route was leading them somewhere.

"I am also an ordinary person, but my grandma used to be a witch and she grew up in a shrine when she was a child. I may be more accustomed to this kind of weird situation than you are."

"This blood trail is really long. I think this blood might be the blood of the missing people. Hehe... Faced with this weird situation, why do you think that if you follow these blood trails, you will have a better chance of survival?"

Wutong's hoarse voice calmly spoke some chilling speculations, making the atmosphere even more permeable.

"We should have entered a place similar to an enchantment or realm. According to some stories my grandma used to tell, you must not wait for things to happen in a place like this. You must take active action to find out the abnormal places. Take the initiative." Feng spoke a little faster. He paused and then said: "I have been observing all day. You and Captain Shirou are different from others. I believe what my grandma said, and maybe I will follow your words. There’s a bit of life.”

But at this time, Feng heard Wutong sigh. He was obviously a young man, but he unexpectedly felt that the sigh sounded like a middle-aged man who had lived for decades.

"Then you should have come forward earlier. I didn't say anything at that time because I knew there wouldn't be much convincing. You are different."

"Uh……"

Feng didn't know how to pick up this topic for a moment, and felt that he couldn't keep up with the other person's jumping topics.

Wutong didn't just say it casually, but really thought about it. If Feng Neng had stood up and persuaded him just now, and recruited a few more people to join his side, and think in a more scumbag direction, if he encountered any danger later, at least There could also be two more people holding the pot.

On the forest floor, intermittent blood stains, the thick fog and moonlight that moved with them like living creatures, the cold and greasy chill everywhere, the shadows of the trees in the sky and the foggy top...

Wutong multiplied Bi Diao's flight speed by time and stopped after about thirteen minutes. He looked at the means and came up with the figure of four kilometers in his mind.

"It looks like the end is ahead."

Wutong asked Bi Diao to stop through telepathy. In front of him was a long straight tree-lined avenue common in private schools. He turned over and stepped on the dirt, measuring the distance in front of him with his eyes. He found that there was no sign of gray fog in front of him. The road should be It's almost a kilometer long.

"Why do you want to come down? Wouldn't it be better to just fly over?"

Feng was puzzled, but still got off Bi Diao.

"If you could see those almost transparent spider threads."

Wutong pointed forward, not angry or scared because of the trap. His hoarse voice was full of joy, because he finally saw big changes again.

He would rather fight his way out than continue walking in the oppressive prison like he did during the day.

"This..." Feng squinted his eyes and moved his body. Finally he saw the slight reflection of the thin line from a certain angle. He hissed and took a breath of air.

If you don't get down from Bi Diao and want to fly directly over, then the two of them together with Bi Diao will probably be stuck by these spider silks, or be cut?

"How did you find out?" Feng asked curiously. When Bi Diaofei arrived here, his speed was not slow. Could it be that his eyesight was so good?

But no matter what, Feng was glad now. He really didn't want to stay with his former ranger companions. The atmosphere there was so depressing that it made people mad.

"A little secret. The masters who arranged these spider silks are hiding on both sides. I can feel them. There are about four of them. Release the elves and prepare to fight."

"Four... do you think they are the ones who disappeared before?"

"...Don't be kidding."

Wutong didn't expect that the nasty joke he had played on Feng would come back to him. When Feng heard it, goosebumps appeared on his arms and he was frightened.